Douluo: Wuhun Qimen Formation, control everything!

The confidence on the man in the blood-red robe gradually faded.

He had no idea that the Title Douluo in front of him was so strong.

Both of them are titled Douluo, and their levels are similar.

How could a heretical soul master like him lose to a legitimate soul master?
"Impossible!" he gritted his teeth, his voice trembling.

"I've absorbed countless essences and blood, how could I not be able to defeat you? I don't believe it!"

A pillar of blood shot into the sky from the direction of the city lord's mansion.

Gao Hongyu chuckled, his figure suddenly blurred, and several black shadows flashed in the air, too fast to see clearly.

Those heretical and unorthodox methods think they can compare to his decades of arduous practice?

Dream on! There are never any shortcuts to cultivation.

The man in the blood-red robe let out a strange cry and spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which exploded in the air and transformed into a large blood-red shield.

"Blood Shield!"

The black sword energy slammed into the blood shield.

"boom--!"

A piercing explosion resounded through the sky, shaking the entire city of Sai.

"Die!"

Gao Hongyu's voice was icy, and his ninth spirit ring lit up.

A flash of cold light appeared on the black sword. Although it was only the ninth soul ring of ten thousand years, its age was not considered top-tier.

But that doesn't mean his attack power is weak.

With a gentle touch of the sword tip, space seemed to be torn apart by this single strike.

The sword energy transformed into hundreds of black streaks of light, piercing through the blood-red barrier and falling like a torrential rain.

The man in the blood-red robe tried to dodge.

But countless black sword energies had already blocked all his escape routes.

The sword energy easily sliced ​​through his defenses, leaving cuts all over his body.

"Damn it!"

The man in the blood-red robe roared, his entire body enveloped in a cloud of blood mist.

"Martial spirit's true form!"

His body suddenly swelled up.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a blood-red giant over ten meters tall.

The giant's body was covered in thick, sticky blood, and the stench was even stronger, making people want to vomit.

The man in the blood-red robe waved his enormous arm, and dozens of blood-red beams shot towards Gao Hongyu.

Gao Hongyu didn't take it seriously at all.

The ninth spirit ring lit up again, and the black sword hummed.

He really doesn't have any fancy soul skills.

But he always believed in one principle—one sword can overcome all laws.

No matter what kind of soul skill you have, no matter how many variations you have, I will only cut you down with one sword!
"An ant trying to shake a tree." He uttered those four words calmly.

The black sword swept horizontally, its sword energy condensing into a thin black line.

The man in the blood-red robe sensed an unprecedented sense of crisis.

He hurriedly channeled all his soul power, condensing it into a set of blood-red armor on his body.

However, it was no use. The black sword sliced ​​through the blood-red armor with ease, like cutting through tofu.

"puff--"

The blood-robed man's body was neatly cleaved in two.

The cut was eerily smooth; before the blood could even flow out, it froze in mid-air.

He looked down at his body, his face filled with disbelief.

His mouth was slightly open, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"You...how...could this be..."

Gao Hongyu sheathed his sword, flicked off non-existent bloodstains, and didn't turn his head.

"My ability is not great, but my tone is not small."

The blood-red-robed man's body began to disintegrate.

It transformed into countless blood-red specks of light and dissipated into the air.

Outside the city, a dark figure stood on the branch of a large tree.

"A piece of trash."

"I thought I could lure out that Title Douluo hiding in the shadows, but he couldn't even beat a mere mercenary."

However, this trip wasn't a complete waste.

At least, they've gotten hold of one of Zhou Xuan's trump cards.

"That soul skill that can change one's form is interesting; we might be able to use it in the future."

This operation is not over yet.

They missed that opportunity, but next, Zhou Xuan and his group will go to the Star Dou Great Forest.

The shadowy figure spoke in a low voice: "Perhaps there will be another chance once we reach the Star Dou Great Forest."

Before the words were finished, a dark shadow flashed and the person disappeared.

To seize this last opportunity, we need to make some preparations in advance.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be entirely confident that he could win over Zhou Xuan's steward alone.

He saw it during the fight.

The butler wasn't afraid at all when facing that evil soul master, a titled Douluo.

If Gao Hongyu hadn't resolved the situation so quickly, the evil spirit master might not have been a match for Wang Bo.

In the corner, a stone slowly transformed back into human form.

Zhou Xuan patted his clothes; there wasn't a speck of dust on them.

"What a thrilling battle, but thankfully it ended without any real danger!"

Gao Hongyu glanced at him and rolled his eyes.

"Where was the danger?"

Moreover, judging from Zhou Xuan's expression, there was not a trace of danger on his face.

Zhou Xuan grinned: "Isn't this just to lighten the mood?"

He walked up to Gao Hongyu and said, "Your swordsmanship is truly amazing."

"If I'm not mistaken, your soul skills all seem to be amplification-type?"

Gao Hongyu raised an eyebrow: "You figured it out?"

“That’s right. To me, sword skills are soul skills. Those offensive soul skills are useless to me; in fact, they would restrict my swordplay.”

"The power my sword can unleash depends entirely on how much force my body can withstand. Therefore, a fully amplified soul skill is the most suitable for me."

Zhou Xuan nodded.

He agreed with that statement.

In his view, the Soul Masters of Douluo Continent, including himself, seemed to have gone astray.

It's supposed to be a real world, but when it comes to fighting, everyone relies on their soul skills.

There are no combat skills involved; it's purely a matter of who has the most powerful soul skills, just like playing an online game.

Between opponents, the competition is not about on-the-spot reaction and fighting skills, but about the arrangement and combination of soul skills.

"Your idea is quite to my liking."

Gao Hongyu's face showed a rare look of surprise.

“I thought you would say that this is a crooked way of doing things. In the past, many people have said that about me.”

"That's because they don't know its value." Zhou Xuan smiled, then his expression turned serious. "I wonder, can your swordsmanship be passed on to outsiders?"

"Of course not!" Gao Hongyu instinctively wanted to refuse. His swordsmanship was a family heirloom and couldn't be taught casually. Besides, it was a life-saving skill; could he just pass it on to someone else?

What if someone figurees him out? He's finished.
However, he looked Zhou Xuan up and down and asked, "You want to learn swordsmanship?"

Before Zhou Xuan could answer, he walked around Zhou Xuan and even pinched his arm.

He then shook his head: "Although you are my boss, I still have to be frank with some things. With your physical condition, let alone swordsmanship, I'm afraid most of my close combat skills are out of your reach."

Zhou Xuan's lips twitched violently. Although his physical fitness was indeed average, did they have to say it to his face?
He glared at Gao Hongyu with annoyance: "You don't need to tell me that. I know my own body best."

The latter chuckled sheepishly, "It's just my habit to talk like that, boss, please don't take offense."

Zhou Xuan rolled his eyes: "Well said, don't say it again next time."

"So, it's not that you want to learn swordsmanship, boss?"

“Of course not. I adopted a little girl who has great talent, and I would like to ask Your Majesty to teach her some swordsmanship.” Zhou Xuan’s tone became more polite. Although he was now Gao Hongyu’s boss, teaching swordsmanship was not within the scope of Gao Hongyu’s job.

Gao Hongyu looked somewhat embarrassed and said half-jokingly, "If I don't teach you, you won't renege on your promise, will you?"

Although Zhou Xuan only had Uncle Wang by his side, if he really reneges on his debt, there's really nothing he can do. He now understands that Zhou Xuan is definitely not an ordinary person. Someone like him would definitely have more than just Uncle Wang protecting him.

"Of course not. One thing at a time. It's just a little money. I'm not that stingy."

Gao Hongyu finally breathed a sigh of relief: "This... sword skill is a family tradition. My grandfather told me before he died that it must not be passed on to outsiders."

Zhou Xuan nodded calmly: "I understand. Family heirlooms are indeed precious, but do you have a wife?"

Gao Hongyu shook his head: "No."

"Do you have a kid?"

"If you don't even have a wife, where would you get children?"

Do you have disciples?

"still none."

"Wouldn't that swordsmanship have ended with you? If the swordsmanship is about to be lost, why would you care if it's passed down to someone else?"

Gao Hongyu hesitated: "You're right, but..."

Zhou Xuan shook his head: "I believe everything has a price. How about this, you name a number, how much do you want to teach? Ten million?"

He initially wanted to refute Zhou Xuan's first half of the sentence.

But when Zhou Xuan mentioned the ten million, he admitted that he was tempted.

"this."

Zhou Xuan raised an eyebrow: "Twenty million?"

"Snap! Deal!" Gao Hongyu grabbed Zhou Xuan's hand suddenly, afraid that he would go back on his word, and grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

Actually, his family's sword skills are not particularly profound. Many of his sword techniques were gradually perfected by him. To be honest, the sword skills he uses now are quite different from those his grandfather passed down to him.

“Okay, I’ll give you twenty million.” Zhou Xuan agreed immediately.

"I'll have Uncle Wang bring some people over in a few days."

Although he agreed, Gao Hongyu was still a little nervous. After all, he could kill people, but he really had no experience in teaching people.

"Well, why don't you tell me about her situation first?"

"Well, how should I put it? You'll know once you see the person. Anyway, they'll definitely be easy to teach, so don't worry. I won't make things difficult for you."

Gao Hongyu was speechless. Wasn't this the same as not saying anything at all?

In truth, Zhou Xuan really didn't know what to say.

Xiao Nuan, that child, has a really strong talent for kendo. Just how strong?

She only needs to read a book on kendo once to get the basics down, and practice it twice to become proficient.

In short, it's extremely exaggerated.

If Zhou Xuan hadn't witnessed this talent firsthand, he wouldn't have believed it even if someone told him. So he didn't think Gao Hongyu would believe him just because he told him. It was better to let Gao Hongyu witness it for himself later.

A few days later, things in Sai City were gradually getting back on track.

Under Mr. Li's leadership, order was restored in the city, and the city gradually regained its vitality.

With Zhou Xuan's financial support, Qiming Academy's conditions have visibly improved.

As Zhou Xuan watched the children training diligently in the academy, a faint smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

Perhaps it was because these conditions were hard-won that these students cultivated so diligently.

Although they may not be naturally gifted, their determination is commendable.

As for what level they can reach in the future, who knows?

"Ready to leave?" Old Li asked, standing behind him.

Zhou Xuan turned around and nodded: "Mm."

Old Li's face showed gratitude: "Thanks to you, young master, these children are where they are today, and Sai City is getting better and better."

"You're too kind, Elder Li. If it weren't for you, they wouldn't have waited until today. As long as the people are well and these children are well, you will always be the lord of Sai City."

He wouldn't have said that if it weren't for the evil spirit master incident, but who told him to suddenly appear out of nowhere?

Now I don't even need to come up with a reason myself.

The former city lord colluded with evil spirit masters, which was discovered by the Shrek Academy's oversight team. He deserved to die.

In his fight against the evil spirit masters, Qian Xing and his men were tragically killed.

Look at that, what a reasonable reason! As long as Elder Li doesn't make any fundamental mistakes, the city lordship will definitely not fall into the hands of others.

Old Master Li respectfully replied, "I will keep it in mind."

"As for Gao Hongyu, he will stay here from now on. With him around, no force should dare to cause trouble."

"Please rest assured, young master, I will do my utmost to manage this city well and live up to your expectations."

At the city gate, Uncle Wang had already prepared a carriage.

Gao Hongyu stood to the side and asked, "Boss, when can I teach that little girl swordsmanship?"

"I'll have Uncle Wang bring you here to see you once I've finished my business. What, you disagreed before, but now you're in such a hurry?"

Gao Hongyu sighed, "I just feel a bit empty, like I have nothing to do all day."

"There's always something to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Xuan turned around and boarded the carriage, while Wang Bo sat in the driver's seat, holding the reins.

The carriage slowly drove out of the city gate and gradually disappeared into the distance.

"Zhou Xuan, where's the assassin you mentioned? He didn't even make a move in that situation before?" Elder Xuan's somewhat resentful voice rang in Zhou Xuan's ears.

"Although I don't know why the other party didn't make a move, I can guarantee that the other party is definitely here."

"Alright then." Elder Xuan didn't complain much, after all, it's better to avoid trouble than to have one.

The main problem is that I can't make a move myself; I'm itching to do it.

The carriage slowly traveled along the road leading to the Starry Sky Forest.

Zhou Xuan leaned against the soft cushions inside the carriage, gently tapping his fingers on the window frame, and looked out at the undulating mountains in the distance.

"Elder Xuan, there's no one here now, you can come out."

The air distorted slightly, and the figure of Elder Xuan appeared from the void. He stretched his body and loosened his muscles.

"I've been so bored lately."

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "I'm sorry to have troubled you."

If it were the old Xuan, he would never have followed Zhou Xuan so obediently.

Elder Xuan snorted and plopped down opposite Zhou Xuan: "Speaking of which, what kind of soul beast are you planning to hunt in the Star Dou Great Forest this time?"

"It's uncertain for now. The soul beasts I want are generally not very old, but they are all quite rare."

"You brat, since you have your own ideas, then I won't say anything more. As long as you don't enter the core area, I'll protect you from harm anywhere else."

Zhou Xuan's lips twitched.

It's best not to set this goal lightly.

A soft cough came from outside the carriage.

Uncle Wang's voice came from outside the car: "Young Master, the town on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest is just ahead. Let's rest here for the night."

Zhou Xuan replied, "Alright, then let's settle in for now." (End of Chapter)