Douluo Continent: Qian Renxue dug up the wrong grave, and I ruthlessly controlled her.

"A disciple of the Pope?"

"So what?"

These few simple words were like a resounding slap in the face to Hu Liena.

When has she ever been treated with such contempt?

Even Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo would have to give her some face, yet an unknown noble dared to disregard her status like this!

"you!"

"You ignorant fool! You really think you can do whatever you want just because you have some money? I think you have no idea how powerful the Spirit Hall is!"

Hu Liena's chest heaved violently with anger, and her finger pointing at Fang Yuan trembled slightly.

"You can try to take the thing from my hand."

Fang Yuan's eyes showed no fear whatsoever, but rather a hint of provocation.

"Let's teach her a lesson! Let her know that the Pope's disciple is not someone an ordinary noblewoman like her can mess with!"

Hu Liena gritted her teeth, her voice filled with suppressed anger.

Yan, who has a short temper, had been holding back his anger for a long time.

Upon hearing Hu Liena speak, he could no longer restrain himself, and a fiery aura instantly spread out.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

With a deafening shout, Yan's body underwent a rapid transformation.

His muscles were bulging, and his body was covered with a layer of burning red light, like a war god emerging from flames.

Five spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black—suddenly rose from beneath his feet and circled around his body.

The powerful aura instantly swept through the entire shop, causing the tables and chairs to tremble slightly, and the temperature in the air to rise a few degrees.

"That arrogant woman, she doesn't know her place, so don't blame me for being impolite!"

Yan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his ferocious face was full of malevolence.

His right fist, wreathed in raging flames and accompanied by a howling wind, slammed towards Qian Renxue's face!

The fierce wind from the punch stung the skin, and even the surrounding air seemed to distort from the heat.

The shop assistant was so frightened that she covered her head with her hands, cowered in the corner, and trembled, not daring to even open her eyes.

Hu Liena looked at the scene before her and a cold, mocking smile curled at the corner of her lips.

She wanted to see how this reckless woman would end up today!

Faced with this powerful and devastating punch.

Fang Yuan showed no panic whatsoever, not even a flicker of emotion in his eyes, as if the whistling fist was nothing more than a gentle breeze.

He slowly raised his right hand and lightly slapped Yan's cheek!

Without the slightest fluctuation of soul power, seemingly moving at an extremely slow pace, it actually overtook the opponent after being delayed!

"Snapped!"

The crisp, loud sound of a slap echoed through the store, drowning out the howling flames and the roar of the punch.

Yan felt as if he had been hit head-on by a huge mountain.

He instantly lost his balance and flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

"puff--"

Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, which, along with three bloody teeth, splattered onto the dark red carpet.

His left cheek swelled up at a visible speed and turned bluish-purple in an instant.

My vision blurred and blacked out.

He struggled to get up, only to find that all his strength seemed to have been drained away in an instant.

The force of that slap had even made his internal organs ache and his blood surge uncontrollably.

The store fell into a deathly silence, with only Yan's heavy breathing remaining.

Hu Liena's sneer froze instantly, her eyes filled with shock and astonishment.

She never expected that Yan's attack would be so easily neutralized, and she was even seriously injured by a slap!

Xie Yue looked at Fang Yuan with a serious expression. The indifference and disdain in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by deep vigilance.

"You dare to lay a hand on my people?!"

"A wild girl of unknown origin dares to attack someone from the Spirit Hall? You're dead!"

Hu Liena stared intently at Fang Yuan, her eyes so fierce they looked like she wanted to devour him.

A pink light emerged behind her, and a huge fox phantom slowly materialized, exuding an aura of allure and danger.

Five spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black—surrounded his body.

As the spirit rings rotated, they released a powerful sense of pressure, making the air thick and sticky.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Kneel down immediately, apologize to Yan, and pay ten million gold soul coins in medical expenses!"

"Otherwise, I'll cripple you right now and throw you into the Papal Palace dungeon, where you'll wish you were dead!"

Hu Liena approached Qian Renxue step by step, her eyes filled with undisguised murderous intent.

The shop assistant was so frightened that she trembled all over and didn't even dare to lift her head.

This noble lady actually dared to hit one of the Pope's disciples, and hit him so hard! She's really gotten herself into a huge mess!

The dungeon of the Papal Palace is a living hell; no one who goes in ever comes out unscathed!

"I don't like trouble, but if someone gives me trouble, I'm more than happy to!"

Fang Yuan's eyes were filled with even more mockery.

Qian Renxue's heart was already in turmoil.

She never expected that Bibi Dong's disciple would be so arrogant and rude.

Relying on the Pope's power, they ran rampant in Wuhun City.

Fang Yuan's words have come true once again.

Women's brains work differently than men's; when they're in power, the result is always a mess!

Hu Liena was thoroughly enraged by Fang Yuan's attitude.

Several spirit rings on his body flashed one after another!

A captivating pink light surged toward Fang Yuan like a tide.

With a sharp whistling sound as it tore through the air, Xie Yue slashed toward Fang Yuan's neck.

Faced with the overwhelming alluring light and the sharp moon blades, Fang Yuan remained standing still, his eyes calm and undisturbed.

"I've been infected!"

"Now, kneel down and admit your mistake!"

A hint of smugness flashed in Hu Liena's eyes.

Even a Soul Master with extremely strong willpower would find it difficult to completely resist her Soul Skill.

Fang Yuan's lips suddenly curled into a cold smile.

The contempt in that smile was more glaring than ever before.

"Your soul skill looks trash, but it's actually even trasher!"

Fang Yuan quickly raised his right hand and slapped Hu Liena's cheek!

This slap, though seemingly casual, carried an irresistible force.

Hu Liena's bewitching soul skill was as fragile as paper in front of Fang Yuan.

It was smashed in the blink of an eye!

Then.......

"Snapped!"

Hu Liena felt as if her face had hit steel, and she was sent flying backward uncontrollably.

She smashed the door of the clothing store and rolled several times in the street.

Hu Liena tilted her head back and spat out a mouthful of blood, her right cheek swelling up at a visible speed.

"Nana!"

Xie Yue's pupils contracted sharply, and alarm bells rang in his mind.

This woman's strength far exceeds expectations; she is definitely not an ordinary noblewoman!

Holding the moon blade, Xie Yue began to spin rapidly in place.

The surging of soul power and sword light formed a huge crescent-shaped storm that enveloped his entire body.

This is his self-created soul skill, "Spinning in Place," which he has painstakingly developed over many years!

The centrifugal force generated by rotation can enhance the penetrating power of an attack, while also forming a defense.

It seems simple, but in reality...

It's useless!