Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 222 Yang Wudi, you didn't want this either...

Flander was still very principled in martial arts. Although he did not choose to use his martial spirit to travel on the way back, he even chose to take a leisurely stroll and walked around the training ground in a good mood before entering the training ground through the side gate.

However, after training, he kindly revealed the news of Yu Xiaogang's injury to his beloved disciple Tang San.

He is a kind-hearted person and can't bear to see his old brothers suffer.

As for why he chose to end the training, well, it's obviously to obey His Majesty Haotian's orders. He had promised to take good care of his son.

So nervous that he even thought of another piece of happy news.

After he tells Qin Ming about Tang San joining the Royal Fighting Team tomorrow, Tang San will have nothing to do with him anymore.

He was now even somewhat looking forward to Yu Xiaogang's success. In comparison, Ning Rongrong, this troublemaker, seemed rather pretty in his eyes. Of course, Ning Rongrong was indeed very beautiful.

Ideally, we should take Xiao Wu with us, and Ning Rongrong too. As for Dai Mubai, we still have some feelings for him, so it wouldn't hurt to leave him behind.

Thinking of this, Flander suddenly became happy. He, who was usually stingy, even wanted to invite Zhao Wuji out for drinks, the kind where he would pay.

It doesn't seem like a bad idea. Let's celebrate. Of course, Zhao Wuji has to pay half for the drinks.

Then, he vanished in a flash, leaving a bewildered Ma Hongjun and Oscar exchanging glances. The master was injured, and the teacher/dean seemed quite happy?

On the other side, in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Upon seeing Han Li and his group suddenly appear in front of them, Yang Wudi and Bai He immediately stood up straight.

However, after seeing the ages of the people, he relaxed a little, but he did not completely let his guard down.

This is the Star Dou Great Forest. Although it's not deep inside, it's still a mixed zone. Anyone who can appear here and approach them silently is obviously no pushover.

Most importantly, in the Star Dou Great Forest, apart from acquaintances, people generally rarely approach other humans, which can be considered a tacit understanding.

Because in such places, the dangers posed by human soul masters are no less than those posed by soul beasts, and may even be greater.

"What do you mean by this?"

Yang Wudi stared coldly at the group, clearly ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

"Senior Yang, there's no need to be nervous. We mean no harm. As for our purpose, didn't we already say so? Do you need any help?"

Han Li smiled and pointed to Bai Ming, a member of the Min clan who was still lying on the ground.

Do you know me?

Yang Wudi sensed the goodwill emanating from Han Li, but did not accept it immediately. Instead, he continued to press for answers.

Although he was somewhat famous, he had disappeared from the public eye for many years, and few people could recognize him at a glance.

"Of course I know him. How could I not know Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Po clan?"

Han Li replied with a smile.

This was a lie. Just a few minutes ago, he really didn't recognize the person. After using his mental energy to detect the other person, he only felt that the face looked somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

It wasn't until he overheard their conversation that he confirmed their identities from their way of addressing each other. As for their familiarity, it wasn't Han Li's imagination; he had indeed seen people with similar appearances before.

That person was named Yang Wushuang, Yang Wudi's younger brother, and was considered Yue Guan's top general. He had appeared before when trading medicinal herbs, but Yue Guan hadn't paid any attention to him at the time.

"May I ask who you are?"

Yang Wudi's expression changed, and the way he looked at Han Li was different.

The fact that he could accurately identify him suggests that he must have powerful backers. Most young soul masters don't have this habit; he hasn't made a public appearance in a long time.

"I come from the Spirit Hall."

Han Li did not reveal his identity directly, but only mentioned the power behind him, as he wanted to see how the two would react.

"So you're just some trash from the Spirit Hall. How dare you show your face in front of me?"

In an instant, a twelve-foot-long, all-black spear appeared in Yang Wudi's hand. However, he did not launch an attack immediately, but instead quickly looked around.

In his view, given Han Li and the others' age, there must be experts from the Spirit Hall following behind them, who might be secretly observing their every move.

"Senior Yang, are you looking for anyone else? I can tell you, no, it's just the few of us this time."

Han Li looked at his actions with amusement and said calmly.

But his words did not put Yang Wudi at ease; instead, they made him even more vigilant. He was lying to a fool; only a fool would believe him.

To be honest, if there weren't other members of his tribe, and if the old white bird didn't also have an injured member lying on the ground, he would have killed Han Li in front of him immediately. It had become his instinctive reaction.

Even though the Spirit Hall had stopped paying attention to them a long time ago, they still instinctively rejected the Spirit Hall due to historical issues.

"Can you tell me why you are so hostile towards the Spirit Hall?"

Han Li paid no attention to his extremely vigilant behavior and continued to speak gently.

"By the way, the person behind you can leave early, but he has to stay."

Han Li pointed to Bai Ming, who was still lying on the ground.

To be honest, Han Li's intention was good; he wanted to comfort Yang Wudi. However, to Yang Wudi, these words were a blatant threat.

Your clansmen can leave, but all your strongmen must stay behind. The Spirit Hall is trying to wipe you out.

A touch of sorrow welled up in his eyes, and he gripped his gun even tighter, but still nodded to the two tribes behind him.

Correspondingly, the young people of the Po and Min clans also cast hostile glances at Han Li and his group, but still chose to obey Yang Wudi's decision and slowly retreated.

Han Li looked at the other side's reaction with some confusion. He had just asked them to step back. There were some things that weren't suitable for them to hear. Was it really necessary to be so hostile? Why did they act like it was a matter of life and death?

Only after his clansmen disappeared from sight did Yang Wudi flick the tip of his spear, assume a fighting stance, and look at Han Li: "Come on."

Come on? Come on what?

Han Li finally realized that these affiliated clans were far too hostile towards the Spirit Hall. Did they think he was about to take action? But did they ever consider why they let the others go?

"Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of making a move."

Han Li waved his hand, maintaining his previous posture and showing no intention of engaging in battle.

"I've already said, let's talk. Why are you so hostile towards the Spirit Hall?"

"Hmph, what's there to talk about? When your Spirit Hall slaughtered our people, you showed no mercy whatsoever."

Yang Wudi snorted coldly, but continued to search for the enemy hiding in the shadows.

"Massacre? Chief Yang, you can fool others, but don't fool yourself. As a witness, you know better than anyone whether there was a massacre or not. Why are you spouting nonsense?"

Han Li frowned. He had heard the inside story from Guang Ling himself. There was indeed suppression, and they had even been expelled, which was somewhat of a way of venting their anger, but the massacre was out of the question.

On the contrary, when the four affiliated clans were expelled, many of them did not cooperate at all and launched an attack on the Spirit Hall, resulting in some casualties.

Compared to Yang Wudi's words, Han Li naturally believed what his master said.

Yang Wudi was taken aback, but still stubbornly insisted, "The Spirit Hall killed my clansmen, that's a fact. My son and brother are also dead."

"Didn't you kill quite a few people from the Spirit Hall too? Don't try to make it sound so good. Besides, how can you be so sure your son and brother are already dead?"

Han Li knew very well that the two sides were fundamentally at odds on this matter, so it was better to be more direct.

"What did you say?"

This time, it was Yang Wudi's turn to get excited; his hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

In his heart, his son and brother had died back then, but now he heard news of them again.

His dead heart began to beat again.

"Old Goat, be careful. Don't forget, he's from the Spirit Hall. He might be trying to trick you."

Seeing that his old friend was behaving strangely, the white crane nearby quickly called out to him.

"Yes, you're right. I was lying to him. I don't know any Yang Wushuang or Yang Yan."

Han Li glanced at Bai He and nodded in agreement, almost saying "Yes, yes, yes."

"Are Wushuang and Xiaoyan really still alive?"

Even with Bai He's reminder, Yang Wudi was still a little unsettled. Yang Yan was still young back then, and according to the standards of Douluo Continent, he could be considered a "late-life son." Even among the four major clans, most people were not very familiar with the name Yang Yan.

"Of course they're alive. They're living much better lives than you."

As he spoke, Han Li glanced at Bai He with disdain. It was truly rare to see a Soul Master family reduced to such a state.

Baihe felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, but she glared back.

"Then why haven't they contacted me all these years?"

Yang Wudi lowered his spear with a hint of disappointment. He was a fearless and resolute member of the Breaking Clan, but he still became weak in the face of family ties.

"You can't blame them. Of course they wouldn't allow you to have contact with them. And, to be honest, you should thank them. If you hadn't joined the Spirit Hall, do you really think your four clans could have escaped their pursuit?"

"Just because you're fast at escaping? Or because you're Tang Hao's uncle?"

Han Li's words were directed at Bai He. To be honest, Bai He was a bit of an eyesore here. He really looked down on Bai He. If he weren't with Yang Wudi, he wouldn't bother with him at all.

Hearing his words, Bai He's face turned pale with anger.

What do you mean? I was standing next to Old Goat, and we hadn't even exchanged a few words, but why was all the mockery directed at him? Is that reasonable? He's an agility-type Soul Master, not a defense-type Soul Master.

(End of this chapter)