Chapter 22: Flipped The Car
“That’s it? That’s it? When your dad was chopping people in Causeway Bay back in the day, you were still cluelessly stirring shit somewhere, pretending in front of me?”
In the face of absolute power, Mad Rhino didn’t even have the ability to resist, and was completely stunned by Ling Mo after three punches.
“And you, old woman! Don’t think that just because you’re hot I won’t hit you. What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I’ll slap you to death…”
Exuding dominance, Ling Mo stood in the street, facing two opponents without fear of any threat.
That female Soul Master and Mad Rhino—even if the two of them came at him together, Ling Mo wouldn’t be afraid!
Through years of cultivation, Ling Mo’s Martial Soul stealing had been researched to an extremely high level.
He could constantly switch Martial Souls during battle, using whatever Martial Soul he wanted without worrying about them ganging up.
Skillfully utilizing multiple Martial Souls in battle often produced unexpected effects—this was something Master and Ling Mo had discussed.
“Remember this face. Next time you see this young master, better stay far away! If I see you again, you won’t be so lucky next time…”
A wisp of killing intent rioted, scaring Mad Rhino speechless, completely deterred by Ling Mo’s thunderous means.
This guy was simply not human—not only was his power formidable, but his speed was top-tier too, and with those bizarre steps, Mad Rhino didn’t even have the qualification to touch him.
Total defeat, a complete and utter defeat. Despite the opponent having much less Soul Power than him, he was still easily defeated.
“Bad luck! These two idiots ruined my good mood…”
Muttering curses, Ling Mo left the place. Just as he was preparing to return to the hotel, a figure suddenly appeared on the street—it was none other than Flander, whose face had turned black from being tricked by Ling Mo earlier.
“Holy shit, it’s this guy! Time to bolt…”
He’d just swiped a bunch of good stuff from him earlier, all sold by Ling Mo for a nice profit.
By now, he probably realized it and wanted to settle the score.
He turned to leave, but unexpectedly, Flander had already spotted him and revealed a sinister smile. “Good kid, I finally found you!”
No sooner had the words fallen than a figure flashed by rapidly, instantly arriving in front of Ling Mo.
“Huh… Uncle, what business do you have? We don’t seem to know each other. Why are you blocking my way?”
He absolutely couldn’t admit it, so Ling Mo played dumb.
“Still pretending? Kid, I’ve roamed the continent for decades, and you’re the first to make me suffer a loss! Tell me, how do you want to die?”
Flander laughed evilly, his insidious smile giving Ling Mo goosebumps.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about! Please make way, my mom is calling me home for dinner…”
With that, he tried to slip away, turning and running, but Flander casually grabbed him and yanked the whole person back.
“Want to run? No way…”
Flander had finally found Ling Mo—how could he let him escape so easily! Forget that Ling Mo was a level thirty Great Soul Master who hadn’t yet acquired a Soul Ring; even if he were a Soul King, he’d still be powerless against a Soul Sage.
But… if it were an ordinary Great Soul Master, there might truly be no way out, but Ling Mo wasn’t an ordinary Great Soul Master.
Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track was instantly unleashed. With a clever step, he dodged Flander and, with a masterful push, broke free from Flander’s restraint.
“Dual Pupils! Activate…”
Instantly, a cold light flashed from Ling Mo’s eyes. Under Flander’s surprised gaze, a pair of wings began to grow from Ling Mo’s back.
“Cat Owl Martial Soul? How…”
In that instant, Ling Mo’s Cat Owl Martial Soul appeared. The massive wings spread wide, and he soared into the sky.
“Bye bye…”
Under Flander’s shocked gaze, Ling Mo used Flander’s Martial Soul and flew off into the distance at extreme speed.
A flight-type Martial Soul, and as a speed Soul Master, under the amplification of Five-Colored Divine Light, Ling Mo’s speed instantly reached its limit.
Moreover… especially under Flander’s Seventh Soul Skill Martial Soul True Body, Ling Mo’s speed received amplification of several hundred times.
However, the massive amplification came with enormous consumption. In just a few seconds, Ling Mo’s consumption was already nearly half.
Due to Flander’s initial shock, he was stunned for a full three seconds, and in that time, Ling Mo had already fled thousands of meters away.
“Holy shit, kid! This isn’t over between us…”
By the time Flander truly reacted, Ling Mo had vanished without a trace, like that electrified rat—zoom, gone in a flash?
“What a strange kid? Martial Soul stealing, huh? A Martial Soul like that is the first I’ve seen! And a mere two-ring Great Soul Master can unleash my Martial Soul True Body—this kid is definitely a freak!”
“No, such an excellent child—if he doesn’t come to Shrek Academy, it would be such a pity!”
Pondering in place for a moment, Flander immediately made up his mind: no matter what, he had to catch this kid, even if it meant tricking him into the academy.
Commonly known as luring the dog in and then killing it…
“Holy mother of god! Looks like I can’t stay in Suotuo City anymore. Screw Shrek Academy, I’m outta here first!”
Heart pounding, Ling Mo fled tens of thousands of meters before stopping in a small gorge. There were many small villages nearby, but he still didn’t know exactly where this was.
It was only the second day since arriving in Suotuo City, and Ling Mo had already stirred up so much trouble—not for nothing was he the troublemaker handpicked by Master.
“Forget it, better lay low! At the very least, first cultivate my Soul Power higher, so that if I run into these Soul Sage-level strong experts later, I won’t die without knowing how.”
Pale-faced, Ling Mo was in very poor condition. By now it was night, and the gorge was extremely quiet, without a sound from birds or beasts.
Finding a scenic spot, Ling Mo stayed there to regulate his breathing, recovering his consumed Soul Power as quickly as possible.
This time, forcibly using Martial Soul True Body had nearly caused his internal energy to collapse, nearly killing him from Soul Power depletion.
While Ling Mo was still regulating his breathing, a very agile figure suddenly flashed through the mountain forest, dressed in black clothes, shuttling through the darkness.
It wasn’t until she silently appeared behind Ling Mo that he noticed her presence.
By the time he reacted, she suddenly locked her arm around Ling Mo’s neck, revealing a strange smile.
“Stinky pervert, I finally caught you! Keep running!”
That’s right, this chicken-stealing guy was none other than Zhu Zhuqing. She’d been tracking Ling Mo for a long time, following him ever since he left Suotuo City.
She’d thought she’d lost him, but unexpectedly found him here in the mountain forest gorge.
“Holy shit, what are you doing! Choking my throat— if you dare, let go…”
Ling Mo was shocked—this time he was totally done for! He hadn’t realized at all that Zhu Zhuqing’s determination was so strong, chasing him this far.
He truly didn’t know that a girl with Zhu Zhuqing’s personality, once she set her mind on something, would absolutely not give up.
Sure enough, playing the rogue too much would eventually lead to flipping the car.
“Let you go? Dream on. Now that you’ve fallen into my hands, you still want to run? Didn’t you like groping randomly? Go ahead, grope one and let me see…”
A cold voice sounded, and Ling Mo was utterly despairing. At this point, he had no Soul Power left and zero ability to resist.
Locked around the throat from behind by Zhu Zhuqing, clinging to her in a strange position.
“I say, miss! Don’t you know about propriety between men and women? If others see this, it wouldn’t look good, right?
If you really need to vent, you can grope me back—why make such a big fuss, it’s not good…”
“Pah, you think everyone is as filthy as you? Disgusting…”
“What do you mean disgusting? I’m a vulgar person! I believe lots of people are like me, unable to resist beautiful things psychologically—that’s not my fault, okay…”
“Not your fault, whose then?” Zhu Zhuqing said angrily.
“It’s your fault for being too beautiful!”
At these words, Zhu Zhuqing’s little face reddened. Fortunately, the night was dark, so it wasn’t very noticeable.
