Yang Wudi couldn't understand.
The clan leaders of the three great families were blocking him, not for any other reason, but out of fear that he was seeking his own death.
"Old Yang, just take some advice and let's sit down and talk things over slowly," Niu Gao advised.
Bai He nodded, "That's right, just make an apology to Sect Master Luo first."
The three clan leaders were inwardly anxious.
What kind of strength did Luo Yu possess?
Was he someone Yang Wudi could afford to provoke?
If Luo Yu was truly angered, wouldn't Yang Wudi be smashed to smithereens?
"Forget it, my mind is made up." Yang Wudi was always stubborn and obstinate, especially after being abandoned by Hao Tian Clan, which led him even more towards the extreme.
He now thought that his three old brothers had betrayed him and was already burning with rage.
At this moment, Luo Yu said lightly:
"That's enough, why bother stopping him, clan leaders."
"Our sect isn't particularly short of one more person, and one less wouldn't matter."
"It's not like just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can join us."
"What did you say?"
Yang Wudi's Soul Light burst forth, all eight soul rings activated, and the Soul Breaking Spear slid into his hand.
"Wow, you resort to pulling out a spear at the slightest disagreement?" Luo Yu teased mockingly.
Luo Yu understood well that reasoning with someone as stubborn as Yang Wudi was useless.
Fists were the most effective.
"Come on, let's exchange a few moves," Luo Yu beckoned with his fingers.
"Young man, your bragging won't work on me," Yang Wudi said coldly, "Be careful, or my spear might pierce your head."
Luo Yu didn't speak and slowly moved his hands behind his back.
"What do you mean by that?" Yang Wudi asked.
Luo Yu smiled.
"It doesn't mean much."
"Just letting you use both hands and feet while I stand here and watch you. If you can make a move I can't counter, you win."
"What?" Yang Wudi's pupils dilated, he had never heard such an absurd request in his life.
This was more than mere arrogance.
It was downright lawlessness.
The clan leaders, Bai Chenxiang, and the clan members around were initially incredulous.
If he was giving up both hands and feet, how could there be a fight?
However, oddly enough, they didn't speak out of turn, as they had already witnessed Luo Yu's astonishing battle achievements previously.
Wasn't being slapped in the face once enough?
"Old Yang, let's just concede, so as to avoid further embarrassment."
"Sect Master's strength really isn't something you can imagine."
"Admit defeat, there's no shame in admitting defeat to the Sect Master."
One after another, the three clan leaders stepped forward to dissuade him, not wanting to see Yang Wudi end up a bloody mess.
"You all can go to hell!"
"Are you all trying to humiliate me? Will I be afraid of a pretentious brat?"
"I want to see what this brat has got that made you three stoop so low, abandoning even your dignity."
Yang Wudi stood upright, holding his spear, looking resolutely proud and unyielding.
He silenced the three clan leaders completely.
However, they didn't blame Yang Wudi for his anger, knowing full well that the Old Goat's temper was always off-kilter.
Putting themselves in others' shoes, who would have thought that beneath Luo Yu's young and handsome appearance hid such earth-shatteringly terrifying power?
"Sect Master, the Old Goat doesn't know any better, please consider our old faces and go easy," Clan Leader Bai He couldn't bear to see his old friend get beaten to a pulp.
Niu Gao also stepped forward, "Sect Master, please show mercy."
"Indeed," Titan sighed.
"Fine."
Luo Yu responded, which seemed to be an acceptance.
The three clan leaders immediately beamed with joy and no longer tried to intervene, promptly stepping aside.
This scene nearly infuriated Yang Wudi to death.
"Very well, you three."
"You think so little of me?"
"What kind of foolish potion has someone tricked you with today that you all act so out of character?"
Yang Wudi didn't waste any more words.
"Young man, considering you are a youngster and we have no prior grudges..."
"It's their problem that these three surrendered, I, Yang Wudi, have nothing else if not a backbone of iron. I won't surrender even in death."
"Today I won't take your life."
"I'll only make three strikes, and if you can withstand them, I, the old goat, will leave immediately and won't trouble you."
"But letting me use both hands and feet, I think you're indeed courting death."
"Boom!"
Yang Wudi didn't hesitate, holding the Soul Breaking Spear, as his powerful Soul Power exploded like a roaring dragon.
He had moved in for the kill ahead of time.
Luo Yu's eyes relaxed, and he stood his ground, hands clasped behind his back, completely composed.
With just a slight sway of his upper body, a myriad of illusions appeared.
Gracefully, he dodged that spear thrust.
Yang Wudi swept through the illusions and reached the other side, shattering the wall.
When he turned back, he was utterly baffled.
"You... how did you do that?"
His strike just now wasn't his strongest, but it was still a powerful blow from a Soul Douluo.
How did the other party manage to dodge his spear without even summoning his Martial Soul, standing in place and just by moving his upper body?
Luo Yu smiled and said:
"I said I would let you use your hands and feet, so I will."
"To even move a finger would be disrespectful to you, and would be bullying you."
"What? You truly are boastful."
Realizing that Luo Yu was tricky, Yang Wudi's entire body burst with power, condensing into one, as he lunged frantically once more.
The long spear thrashed, like thousands of agile snakes, vibrating in the air.
After stirring towards Luo Yu.
He didn't even touch a single hair on Luo Yu's head.
"Get lost!"
Luo Yu spat out the word, and countless sound waves seemed to appear in the air.
The bystanders quickly covered their ears, feeling their scalps tingle and eardrums vibrate.
Yang Wudi was blown aside by the sound waves.
The unabashed anger on his face had disappeared, replaced by unimaginable shock.
"You... who are you!"
Luo Yu smiled faintly: "Just now, it seems you made more than three moves."
Yang Wudi clenched his teeth.
"Yes, more than three moves."
"I have my strongest killing move left, do you dare to take it?"
Luo Yu shook his head.
"You..."
"Not enough."
This directly hurt Yang Wudi's pride.
"Ah!"
His seventh and eighth soul rings lit up one after another.
He unleashed his most powerful Martial Soul True Body, the earth-shattering spear intent.
"Sky-piercing Soul Annihilation!"
Yang Wudi and his spear became one, piercing through the air towards Luo Yu.
This time, Luo Yu didn't even bother to dodge; he yawned and presented his forehead straight on.
In an instant, all the people present were stunned.
"He... How can he be so presumptuous!"
"This is bad." Bai Chenxiang subconsciously felt worried.
Yang Wudi himself was taken aback, never expecting Luo Yu to meet his spear with his head; it was too late to pull back.
He longed to win, not to kill someone.
"Clang!"
The tyrannically unstoppable Soul Breaking Spear struck the top of Luo Yu's head, and instead of the expected burst of flesh and blood, a crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.
It echoed across the courtyard.
The perfectly straight Soul Breaking Spear instantly bent into the shape of a crescent but could not advance even the slightest bit further.
"Boom!"
The entire place burst into commotion, filled with shock beyond measure.
"No, this is impossible!"
Yang Wudi was completely dumbfounded.
Luo Yu glanced up, the corners of his mouth curling into a smirk:
"Old man, didn't you eat before you came? Your spear's strength isn't enough."
"Even for scraping Gua Sha, your force would be inadequate."
Yang Wudi, refusing to admit defeat, tensed all the muscles in his body; his veins and arteries throbbed, the spear bent to the extreme, but it couldn't penetrate even a fraction of an inch.
"Weak."
Luo Yu suddenly felt bored.
The playfulness disappeared from his face; his dark pupils became profound as they emitted an authoritative Purple-Gold Divine Light.
His body burst forth with a majestic aura, like the heaven and earth were splitting apart, shaking the whole courtyard, as if it were the end of the world.
"Kneel down!"
"Thump!!"
The long spear in Yang Wudi's hands was sent flying, his head roared, and he couldn't stop trembling, uncontrollably falling to his knees...