Chapter 270: Who Dares to Take a Spear Strike from Me! (Shen An) Jerry:

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After leaving the Black Tiger Sect, Shen An headed all the way towards Star Luo City. That was the political and economic center of the Star Luo Empire, and also the most suitable place for his development. Shen An naturally would not pass up a place that could allow for his high-speed development. After all, he was currently equivalent to being driven out by Spirit Hall. And in the battle at the Black Tiger Sect, Shen An had gained a preliminary understanding of his current combat power. The eighty-nine-level Black Tiger Sect Master Wang Wei was not his match. In other words, as long as a Titled Douluo did not appear, he was invincible. Moreover, with millions of fame value on his person, he was equivalent to having an infinite blue bar. Facing Spirit Hall, which would at most only send out a Soul Douluo, he was not afraid at all. Even if Bibi Dong feigned compliance while secretly acting against him and sent out a Titled Douluo, as long as it wasn’t a high level ninety-five or above, Shen An was confident he could escape. Therefore, Shen An did not have too many scruples in his actions anymore. He no longer had Tom and Jerry disguise themselves. One person, one cat, one mouse, swaggering towards Star Luo. During this time, there was no lack of experts from Spirit Hall who were ordered to apprehend Shen An, mostly at the Soul Emperor or Soul Sage stage, but they were all driven away by him. Yes, for those people from Spirit Hall, Shen An only injured but did not kill. Shen An’s view of Spirit Hall had always been very rational. He did not hate the entire Spirit Hall just because of Bibi Dong’s targeting of him alone. Whether it was his previous travels in the Heaven Dou Empire or his current experiences in the Star Luo Empire... Shen An deeply realized that the existence of Spirit Hall was not a bad thing. Perhaps some individuals among them were the black sheep. But overall, this organization did more good than harm to the Douluo Continent. Shen An discovered that although everyone on the Douluo Continent had a martial soul, the martial soul could not be awakened on its own and had to rely on external force. And when Shen An was resting in a village, he happened to see a soul master from Spirit Hall helping the little children awaken their martial souls. According to that soul master, this was already the nineteenth village he had run to in one day. Incidentally, the little children with good talent were also introduced to Spirit Hall, and they were even given a salary. Shen An couldn’t help but have his view changed. Isn’t this fcking the ’Three Supports and One support’ program?* This was clearly a good thing that benefited thousands of common people. Although the number of people who awakened soul power was ultimately a minority, at least it gave them hope. And don’t say that this was to rope in talent and people’s hearts. After all, Shen An had never seen the Heaven Dou or Star Luo Empires do such a thing. Therefore, Spirit Hall’s reputation among the common people was abnormally high, and its public praise was as good as it gets. Thus, Shen An believed that one could not simply define Spirit Hall as an evil faction based on the original novel. After all, the original novel was from the perspective of Tang San as the protagonist. That thing is just fcking no good. Shen An’s eyes narrowed slightly. The next time I meet Tang San, I must take his little life.* The Son of Destiny was still a threat. Gradually, the sky turned dark, and a village appeared in their field of vision. Having walked for a whole day, Tom and Jerry’s eyes lit up. In their heads, they were already fantasizing about a comfortable big bed and steaming hot delicacies. Shen An looked at the things being fantasized beside Tom and Jerry’s heads with surprise. As if possessed by a ghost, he reached out his hand to take the things inside. ’I’m really so bored. I clearly know it’s something they’re fantasizing about, yet I still go to take it.’ Shen An silently complained in his heart. Then, Shen An looked dumbfounded at the large ham he had taken out, perfect in color, aroma, and taste. "Re~ refining the fake into reality!" This cat and mouse team’s stuff really doesn’t follow reason. Shen An’s eyes flickered. If Tom and Jerry thought of something like cannonballs, could they also be materialized? While holding this thought, Shen An gnawed on the ham and walked towards the village. Of course, Tom and Jerry were definitely not left out. "You are Shen An." A deep voice came. Yang Wudi looked at Shen An with some complexity. For a dozen or so villages around, both the Defense Clan and the Agility Clan had sent people to guard them. Only he had casually walked into a village alone. But to have run into Shen An just like that was really ridiculous. The Breaking Clan had suffered a great disaster and was almost wiped out. The root cause was Tang Hao, and the executioner was Spirit Hall. To be fair, he, Yang Wudi, prided himself on being invincible at the Soul Douluo level, but to think of injuring Tang Hao was a distant prospect. The great revenge naturally could not be taken. If someone had said to Yang Wudi before, "I’ll cut off one of Tang Hao’s arms, and you, Yang Wudi, will kowtow to me." He, the proud-boned Yang Wudi, would absolutely not have hesitated to kowtow five times, just to ask for the severing of Tang Hao’s five limbs. But Shen An? He had cut off one of Tang Hao’s arms. Regardless of whether it was by stealing or tricking, in short, it had also helped the Breaking Clan vent their anger. And Shen An was also wanted by Spirit Hall. As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Now, the two great enemies that Yang Wudi hated most in his life were both enemies with Shen An. With the buffs stacked, it was hard for Yang Wudi not to have a good impression of Shen An. ’I really don’t want to make a move on him,’ Yang Wudi thought to himself. Shen An looked at the person who had spoken, his expression couldn’t help but become grave. The person before him was lean, with dark hair. His expression was somewhat sinister, giving people a chilling feeling. But he was also like a peerless divine spear, unruly and untamed, with only offense and no defense. ’So strong. Definitely stronger than that Black Tiger Sect Master.’ "That’s right, I am Shen An. And who are you? Spirit Hall?" Shen An cast aside his distracting thoughts and said, at the same time preparing to draw his sword at any moment. This guy is strong, but I’m not necessarily afraid. Yang Wudi suddenly let out a muffled grunt. "Don’t compare this old one with those people from Spirit Hall." "This old one is Yang Wudi, Clan Master of the Breaking Clan." "This old one and Tang Hao have an irreconcilable hatred," Yang Wudi added. Shen An keenly thought of the Strength Clan and had thought this little old man wanted to avenge Titan. But for Yang Wudi to say he had an irreconcilable hatred with Tang Hao made him a little confused. "Speak plainly. What do you want?" Yang Wudi said frankly, "I was entrusted by others to come and kill you. However, after seeing you in person, I don’t want to make a move anymore." Shen An suddenly felt that this old man was quite frank. In that case, he would not take his life either. "Then is there anything else? If not, I’ll be leaving first," Shen An said very politely. "Hah!" Yang Wudi suddenly let out a loud shout, and a twelve-foot-long spear appeared in his hand. The long spear was entirely dark, shining with a cold luster. The shaft was eight feet long and as thick as an adult’s arm, and the spearhead was even up to four feet long. Two yellow, two purple, four black—eight soul rings of the best configuration shone with brilliance around this Soul-Breaking Spear. At this time, an incomparably horrifying aura bloomed from Yang Wudi’s body. He was like a long spear on a battlefield that could sweep through a thousand armies, with a lone courage, moving ever forward! "Hold on! You heavily injured the Tang Hao father and son. Logically, I should thank you. But the four single-attribute sects have a deep relationship, and I was entrusted by a friend. This move is something I have to do." Shen An’s pupils turned azure-green, and sword qi flowed around his body. "So, I will only strike once. This one strike, whether it’s you, or the cat and mouse beside you, any of you three can take this one strike from me. After one strike, this matter will be over." Yang Wudi said in a deep voice. His eyes held a hint of expectation. Will this youth, who is renowned throughout the world, choose to face this one strike from him head-on, or will he choose to let those weak cat and mouse take it? Shen An let out a puff of white air. "Really?" Yang Wudi nodded silently. "Which of you three will come!" Swish swish! Shen An and Jerry simultaneously retreated several steps, at the same time pointing at the un-reacting Tom. Tom (´・ω・`) Thank Q... Yang Wudi... Like in the Heaven Dou Empire side, everyone cherishes their feathers. Once they see Shen An’s combat power is too strong, they will become wary and not dare to fight again.

Chapter 270: Who Dares to Take a Spear Strike from Me! (Shen An) Jerry:

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