Peerless: Tang San, this time Huo Yuhao is the attacker.

Chapter 103 Tang San Unleashes His Power, Wang Dong Panics

Huo Yuhao quickly caught up with Wang Dong, who hadn't gone far. When Wang Dong saw him coming, he forced a smile and said, "Yuhao, you go with the others. I'll be fine."

"Me? Have you forgotten that I'm a Soul Master? I already have many Soul Tools."

Wang Dong was taken aback by his words; she had forgotten about that. "Then, shall we continue our cultivation?"

"Cultivation is not in a hurry. I'm suddenly a little curious. Why don't you want to use a soul tool? Do you think it makes a soul master less pure?"

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"No." Wang Dong answered without hesitation. Her face was somewhat blank, and her brows were furrowed, as if she was organizing her thoughts.

"I have never had any idea about whether a Soul Master is pure or not, nor have I thought there is anything wrong with Soul Guidance Devices."

I don't know why, but the mere mention of using a soul tool makes me instinctively resistant and repulsed by the idea of ​​using it to enhance my abilities.

"I think I understand now. Did you grow up in an environment without soul tools? Have you ever used soul lamps or heaters?"

Wang Dong subconsciously recalled Huo Yuhao's words, and after a moment nodded affirmatively, his tone surprised, "Really not."

In Haotian Fortress, candles were used for lighting, and well water was used for bathing. It seems that no soul-guided devices were ever used for eating, clothing, housing, or transportation.

The only thing she had ever come into contact with was a storage soul tool.

"That makes sense. This is because you had very little exposure to soul tools when you were young, which is why you developed this habit."

"It's nothing serious. You'll get better after you've had more experience at the academy."

Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Wang Dong was somewhat uncertain, "Really?"

"Of course it's true. Do you have a storage soul tool at home?"

Huo Yuhao suppressed his smile, maintaining a serious expression. There was no such thing as true or false; these were questions he had deliberately chosen based on the situation at Haotian Fortress.

Solving problems requires careful consideration; finding the problem by simply looking at the answer is much easier.

"right."

"Do you feel any aversion when using a storage soul tool?"

"no."

"See, it matches up now?" Huo Yuhao shrugged, while Wang Dong looked astonished. "It really does seem to be true?"

Seeing that Wang Dong had almost recovered from his low mood, Huo Yuhao continued with the next step of guidance.

"Alright, enough of that. Considering your special situation today, we'll stop your cultivation for now and let you relax."

"Come on, let's go to the battle room. I'll reluctantly be your punching bag for once, so you can vent your frustrations."

Wang Dong's light blue eyes immediately sparkled, her attention instantly drawn, and her voice was filled with obvious excitement.

"You said it, you can't go back on your word!"

"Just this once."

The two went downstairs to the battle room. Before they started, Wang Dong specifically instructed them, "Don't use mental detection to dodge my attacks."

Huo Yuhao's eyes narrowed upon hearing this. "You really think I'm a punching bag? Do you really expect me to take your Butterfly God Slash head-on?"

"You said you'd be the punching bag, I don't care, you already agreed!" Wang Dong grabbed Huo Yuhao's wrists and shook them repeatedly, as if pleading and threatening at the same time.

"Alright, alright, alright." Huo Yuhao pretended to be hesitant, and only reluctantly agreed after Wang Dong said some nice things.

As the battle began, Wang Dong soared into the air, his eyes filled with fighting spirit. His yellow soul ring, representing a hundred years, lit up, and a meter-long golden edge of light instantly extended outward from the edge of his pink and blue butterfly wings.

Wang Dong adjusted her posture and swooped down towards Huo Yuhao on the ground, without any concern about whether she would hurt him.

She and Huo Yuhao had trained together countless times, and they knew each other's strengths and weaknesses perfectly.

After she deliberately controlled her soul power, the winged guillotine would at most cause Huo Yuhao some minor pain, but wouldn't damage his bones or muscles.

"Take this!"

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Huo Yuhao was a little nervous, but he held back. A faint mist spread around him, and a layer of shimmering white armor extended from his arm to his palm.

He raised his arms and stood there without making any other movement.

Wang Dong, who was diving down, looked a little surprised. She didn't expect Huo Yuhao to actually not dodge. A hint of coquettishness appeared in her eyes.

That idiot, if she hadn't held back, he would have been seriously injured.

bass!

Huo Yuhao's palm touched the gold edge on Wang Dong's wings, producing a clanging sound like metal colliding.

Huo Yuhao stepped back with his right foot and suddenly exerted force with both hands.

The sharp gold edge emitted a buzzing sound, its light flickering, before dissipating into starlight points under Wang Dong's horrified gaze.

Huo Yuhao actually crushed her wing-shaped guillotine with his bare hands!

"You, you, this—"

Wang Dong floated in the air, stunned, unable to believe what she was seeing. Huo Yuhao had broken her first soul skill without using any soul skills, relying solely on his physical strength.

Even if she deliberately reduced her soul power output, she would never be so vulnerable.

"Wang Dong, it seems I might not be the one to be the punching bag."

Huo Yuhao's words brought Wang Dong back to her senses. Her eyes were serious, but her words showed no weakness.

"That was just me deliberately letting you have your way. What follows is my normal power."

This time, Wang Dong increased his soul power output, making the area covered by the golden edge larger and more solid.

However, Huo Yuhao still caught her attack with his bare hands. Although it wasn't crushed, it also failed to break through her defense.

Wang Dong refused to believe it and tried several more times, increasing his soul power each time, before finally managing to stop Huo Yuhao from taking the hit head-on.

Wang Dong landed from the air, slightly out of breath. "What did you do? How did your physical fitness become so strong? You weren't like this when we trained together before."

"Do you remember the carving knife I found? It was made of a rare metal with a special material, which is no exaggeration to call it a rare treasure."

I used its internal energy to temper my physique back then.

"No wonder." Wang Dong's expression suddenly realized, and he immediately clicked his tongue in amazement. "With your current strength, it wouldn't be a problem for you to fight against some Soul Sect masters."

What kind of rare and precious herb could have such effects? I've never heard of it before.

Huo Yuhao did not answer Wang Dong's question, but instead tossed him a bracelet. Under the latter's puzzled gaze, he explained, "This is a baby bottle. It contains pre-stored soul power, which can help soul masters quickly recover their soul power. Remember to inject soul power first to activate the core magic array."

"You just used the Winged Guillotine so many times, your soul power must have been greatly depleted,"

"Oh, oh." Without thinking much, Wang Dong subconsciously poured soul power into it as Huo Yuhao had instructed.

However, the expected supply of soul power did not appear. Instead, the patterns on the surface of the bracelet lit up, extending outwards into pale blue blades condensed from soul power.

Staring at the rapidly spinning blade, Wang Dong looked at Huo Yuhao with a bewildered expression. "What is this?"

really!

Huo Yuhao's eyes narrowed; his guess had been confirmed.

Wang Dong's mental sea contains a restriction set up by Tang San, causing her to have a resistant and hostile mentality towards soul tools.

However, Wang Dong had no problems using the storage soul tool and the flight soul tool.

She simply rejected soul tools that could enhance combat power.

Based on the above, Huo Yuhao concluded that the restriction set by Tang San was to prevent Wang Dong from using soul tools in combat.

Whether this soul tool can be used in combat depends entirely on Wang Dong's subjective judgment.

Huo Yuhao didn't believe that Tang San would specifically write down all kinds of soul tools in the restriction, such as "this can be used" and "this cannot be used".

Therefore, only one restriction can be set based on Wang Dong's understanding.

Seeing the change on Wang Dong's wrist, Huo Yuhao was also "stunned" for a moment, then slapped his forehead, "I picked up the wrong one, I picked up the wrong one, this is a close-combat soul tool."

When Wang Dong heard the words "melee soul tool," his expression changed as if he had triggered some key word, and he instinctively cut off the input of soul power.

As the soul power blade disappeared, Wang Dong hurriedly took off the bracelet and stuffed it into Huo Yuhao's hand.

The nausea and discomfort only subsided after she stopped touching the bracelet.

What's going on? It's just a melee soul tool, why am I having such a strong reaction?

Even if I don't like it and don't want to use it, what's with this nauseating feeling that makes me want to vomit?

Wang Dong stared blankly at the bracelet in Huo Yuhao's hand, wondering what was wrong with him.

Huo Yuhao keenly noticed Wang Dong's discomfort, but he said nothing. Instead, he took out another bracelet from his storage soul tool.

The two bracelets are about 80-90% similar, and it is difficult to tell them apart without close inspection.

"This is the real baby bottle. They look so similar that it's easy to accidentally pick the wrong one."

Huo Yuhao handed the real baby bottle to Wang Dong. This baby bottle was the apology that Wu Feng had given him.

Later, he made a similar-looking close-combat soul tool based on the shape of this baby bottle, all for this day.

To get Wang Dong to wield his sword against Tang San, a sufficient amount of stimulation is needed.

The goal is to let Wang Dong "inadvertently" learn about everything Tang San has done.

Huo Yuhao will not tell Wang Dong about Tang San's misdeeds on his own initiative, but will guide her slowly to discover the truth little by little.

No accusation from others can compare to the real, painful, and despairing experience of being there in person.

The restriction was the first time bomb that Huo Yuhao planted for Tang San.

He won't let the bomb detonate now; instead, he'll wait for the right moment, whether it's one bomb, two bombs, or all of them at once.

"What are you standing there for? Use it now." Huo Yuhao held up the bracelet and waved it in front of Wang Dong, who suddenly took a step back.

Wang Dong looked at the bracelet in Huo Yuhao's hand. The similar patterns and almost identical appearance made her subconsciously associate it with the bracelet she had just used.

Wang Dong felt his heart tighten, an indescribable discomfort and pain welled up in his heart, his stomach churned, and a strong feeling of nausea was brewing in his throat, as if it could erupt at any moment.

Whew, whimper, whimper~

Wang Dong covered her mouth with her hand, breathing heavily, a fine layer of sweat appearing on her forehead. Her eyes were filled with fear, not understanding what was wrong with her body.

Why is there such a big reaction when it's just using a soul tool?

"Wang Dong, Wang Dong, what's wrong? Why are you so pale?"

Huo Yuhao walked over to Wang Dong with concern and let the girl lean against him.

He reached out and gently patted Wang Dong's soft back. The girl's breathing gradually became steady, and her trembling body slowly calmed down.

"Yu, Yuhao, what's wrong with me?"

Wang Dong felt a wave of weakness wash over him, and he leaned almost entirely on Huo Yuhao, his hands gripping Huo Yuhao's wrists tightly, his voice trembling with a hint of a sob.

Anyone could see the girl's panic at this moment; her cold palms were no longer warm as usual, and all the muscles in her body were highly tense.

"It's okay, it's okay, Wang Dong, don't be afraid. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side."

Huo Yuhao kept comforting the somewhat frightened girl, trying his best to make her relax.

"Let's go back to our room first."

Huo Yuhao picked Wang Dong up in his arms, and the girl gasped in surprise, instinctively wrapping her arms around Huo Yuhao's neck.

She rested her head on Huo Yuhao's shoulder, looking at the boy's face so close to hers, and felt incredibly at ease.

Thump~ thump~

The clear sound of heartbeats reached her ears, some of hers, some of Huo Yuhao's.

"How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?" Huo Yuhao touched Wang Dong's forehead and asked with concern.

"I'm much better now." Wang Dong smiled. In fact, she already felt that she had almost recovered when she went upstairs.

However, Huo Yuhao's embrace was too much for her to bear, so she hesitated to speak and chose to continue enjoying this rare moment of intimacy.

"Wang Dong, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

"No, it's too hot with the blanket on."

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Even without touching it, Wang Dong knew that his face must be burning hot.

Looking back now, the way Yuhao hugged her just now looked just like a loving couple.

That must be what she and Yuhao will look like in the future, it must be!

"Wang Dong, what exactly happened just now? Can you tell me?"

After confirming that Wang Dong was indeed unharmed, Huo Yuhao's expression turned serious. He stared into the girl's eyes, his tone more earnest than ever before.

Wang Dong's smile gradually faded as she recalled what had just happened, her eyes slowly filling with fear.

"I don't know what happened either, Yuhao. As soon as I heard the name of the Soul Tool, I thought about what it would be like to use it."

I felt incredibly sad; not only did I feel physically weak, but even breathing was difficult.

As he spoke, a mist gradually rose in Wang Dong's eyes. "Yuhao, I'm so scared. What's wrong with me?"

Why am I reacting this way to soul tools? I don't hate soul tools at all; I can use storage soul tools and flight soul tools.

But why do I feel nauseous?

"Wang Dong, don't be afraid. I believe that everything has a reason. I suspect that there may be a problem with your health."

"Yuhao, do you mean I'm sick?"

"That's one way to put it, but the cause of your illness is probably not physical, but mental."

"Spirit?"

"That's right, it's the spirit."