radicalducati Chapter 207 Yang Wudi Challenges Huo Yuhao
Chapter 207 Yang Wudi Challenges Huo Yuhao
Chapter 207 Yang Wudi Challenges Huo Yuhao
Yang Wudi stood in the training ground, clutching the letter sent back by the carrier pigeon tightly in his hand. His eyes were wide open, as if they were about to jump out of their sockets.
The contents of the letter shocked him beyond belief. The name Huo Yuhao left him deeply disturbed.
He began pacing back and forth in the training ground. Just who was Huo Yuhao? How could he do so many incredible things?
Yang Wudi's thoughts were like a tangled mess. He tried to sort them out, but found that the more he thought about it, the thicker the fog in his mind became.
After much deliberation, Yang Wudi finally stopped, turned around, and faced the clansmen standing behind him. His expression was serious, and his voice was deep and firm: "Immediately prepare our best steeds; I will personally go to the Yu Clan."
Yang Wudi's decision surprised everyone present, but no one dared to question his order.
Yang Wudi knew that he could not sit idly by and wait for his death, and he could not allow Huo Yuhao and the army of the Spirit Hall to easily break through the defenses of the Po Clan.
If Huo Yuhao were to actually bring his army to the city gates, they would be in a completely passive position, which would be a disaster.
He had to take action, he had to take the initiative, to find Huo Yuhao.
He knew that while taking the initiative was risky, it was far better than passive defense. On the battlefield, only by taking the initiative could one seize the initiative and have a chance to turn the tide.
Yang Wudi was unwilling to let the Po Clan become fish on someone else's chopping board. He wanted the Spirit Hall to know that the Po Clan was not so easily conquered.
So he began preparing his luggage and selected several Soul Masters from the Broken Clan.
Before setting off, Yang Wudi specifically instructed his clansmen to strengthen their defenses and be vigilant in case the Spirit Hall launched a surprise attack while he was away.
He knew that this trip might be a gamble, but he was willing to take the risk for the future of the Broken Clan, for their dignity and freedom.
Yang Wudi mounted his spirited steed and led his troops on their journey to the Yu Clan.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, Yang Wudi rode his steed at full speed and finally arrived at the gates of the Yu Clan before the sun completely set.
The sound of horses' hooves was particularly loud in the stillness of the twilight.
Just as he had predicted, the gates of the Yu Clan were already tightly surrounded by the garrison of the Spirit Hall, forming an insurmountable defensive line.
The Spirit Hall's patrolling soldiers were all fully armed, wearing spirit-guided armor and holding fixed-mount spirit-guided cannons.
Yang Wudi's senses were exceptionally sharp; he could clearly sense three powerful auras permeating the air within the courtyard of the Yu Clan.
These three auras were powerful and unique, leading him to conclude without a doubt that the people inside must be Huo Yuhao, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and Azure Phoenix Douluo—three powerful figures.
In Yang Wudi's perception, their auras were like three dazzling rays of light, illuminating the entire sky even as night was about to fall.
The moment Yang Wudi arrived at the gate of the Yu Clan, Niu Gao, Bai He, Huo Yuhao, and a group of Soul Douluo-level powerhouses, including Qingwan Douluo and Jin'e Douluo, all raised their heads and turned their gazes toward the gate.
Clearly, they had all noticed Yang Wudi's arrival and quickly came out of their respective rooms.
When Huo Yuhao pushed open the gate of the Yu Clan, his eyes immediately caught sight of an old man who was leading several young people standing at the door.
Huo Yuhao's gaze lingered briefly on the two young men before immediately turning to the old man, staring intently at him.
The old man's figure appeared exceptionally tall in the afterglow of the setting sun.
The old man was strong and muscular, with a physique somewhat similar to that of a white crane, but beneath his skin lay not the frailty of a white crane, but explosive muscles brimming with power.
His height was even more astonishing, a full head taller than Bai He, nearly two meters, making him stand out in the crowd. His figure was like an unshakable mountain, giving people a sense of indestructibility.
Unlike the white crane's hair, this old man had jet-black hair. Although his complexion was ruddy, his expression was somewhat gloomy, and his sinister eyes exuded a chilling aura.
The old man stood there like a silent statue, yet his presence was as intense as a raging storm.
The air around him seemed to become heavy because of his presence, making it difficult to breathe.
Huo Yuhao's gaze was fixed on Yang Wudi, while Yang Wudi did not relax his observation of Huo Yuhao either. The confrontation between the two seemed like a silent contest.
Yang Wudi's heart raced. The more he observed Huo Yuhao, the more shocked he became. This boy before him looked no more than thirteen years old, yet he, a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse, felt an indescribable sense of pressure. This feeling was even stronger than when facing an ordinary Title Douluo.
Yang Wudi was well aware of his own strength. Although he was only a Soul Douluo, his Destruction Spear Martial Soul was one of the most domineering weapon Martial Souls in the world. This allowed him to contend with a Title Douluo-level powerhouse even at the Soul Douluo level.
However, the oppressive aura emanating from Huo Yuhao made him wonder if this young man had already reached the level of a Super Douluo.
Seeing the silent and tense atmosphere between the two, Niu Gao tried to ease the situation. He walked over with a smile and tried to break the silence: "It's a rare sight indeed, old goat. What brings you here? Let me introduce you. This is Huo Yuhao, the Holy Son of our Spirit Hall."
However, even though Niu Gao's words revealed a hint of pleading, Yang Wudi seemed not to notice Niu Gao's intentions, his attention was completely focused on Huo Yuhao.
Then, Yang Wudi suddenly spoke, his tone laced with sarcasm: "If I hadn't come, would I have been waiting in the Broken Clan for the Spirit Hall's army to attack?" Yang Wudi's words were full of provocation and dissatisfaction.
As soon as Yang Wudi finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room immediately became heavy. Niu Gao and Bai He exchanged glances; they knew Yang Wudi's temper—stubborn as a rock in a latrine.
Faced with this situation, Baihe and Niugao also felt helpless.
After all, twelve years ago, Yang Wudi never backed down when facing the army of the Spirit Hall.
He always chooses to fight opponents with higher soul power levels than himself, completely adopting an attitude of not caring about life and death and just wanting to fight anyone who disagrees.
Unexpectedly, twelve years have passed, and Yang Wudi is still the same. Time seems to have left no trace on him. However, faced with Yang Wudi's stubbornness, the two were speechless. No, you've come all this way, and you still have such a sullen face. If someone didn't know your temper, they would probably think you've come to cause trouble.
In fact, the two were not wrong. Golden Crocodile Douluo and Azure Phoenix Douluo already regarded Yang Wudi as someone looking for trouble. They looked at Yang Wudi with hostility and vigilance in their eyes.
After all, they knew Yang Wudi's strength. Although his soul power level was only eighty, his strength was comparable to that of a titled Douluo.
If Yang Wudi were to suddenly go berserk, they must ensure they can take him down in one strike.
Otherwise, it could very likely lead to unnecessary casualties.
At this moment, both peak Super Douluo squinted at Yang Wudi, causing Yang Wudi to instantly feel two powerful pressures pressing down on him. This pressure felt like a mountain pressing down on him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
However, Yang Wudi had never backed down in his life, and directly unleashed his Soul-Shattering Spear martial spirit to confront the pressure from two peak Douluo. With the Soul-Shattering Spear in his hand, it seemed as if all pressure had vanished. His eyes were firm, filled with unwavering determination.
Seeing Yang Wudi release his martial spirit, the members of the Spirit Hall immediately drew their guns and aimed them at him. Judging from this, they would probably shoot if Yang Wudi dared to move.
Their eyes were filled with vigilance and hostility, as if Yang Wudi was a huge threat that had to be eliminated immediately.
Sensing the tense atmosphere around them, the young men who had come with Yang Wudi were terrified. They looked at Yang Wudi, their hearts filled with fear and unease. They couldn't understand why things had turned out this way; they had only come with the clan leader to negotiate, so how could a fight break out at the slightest disagreement?
No, is this script wrong? They were filled with doubt and confusion. They didn't understand why things had turned out this way. They had only come with the clan leader to negotiate, so how could they be fighting over a mere disagreement?
The problem is, they are innocent. Why are their guns so cold? Family members, do you think we can live to see them go back?
The members of the Broken Clan looked at the Spirit Hall's army, their hearts filled with fear and unease. They didn't know what their fate would be; they only hoped they could return alive and see their families.
Huo Yuhao looked at Yang Wudi, who was as still as a stone, and felt a sense of helplessness and bitterness.
After all, he knew what kind of temper Yang Wudi had.
Huo Yuhao was lost in thought. He knew that the tense standoff needed a key figure who could ease the tension and defuse the conflict.
His gaze fell on the white crane again.
After all, Bai He had once revealed to him that he had a deep personal relationship with Yang Wudi.
Moreover, as Huo Yuhao's grandfather, Bai He undoubtedly carries considerable weight in the room. Both Golden Crocodile Douluo and Azure Crescent Douluo hold Bai He in high esteem, making him the most suitable choice to mediate.
Bai He immediately sensed Huo Yuhao's expectation. Without hesitation, he quickly walked to the middle of Golden Crocodile Douluo, Azure Phoenix Douluo, and Yang Wudi.
He began to calmly persuade them, "Everyone, we are all on the same path, why be so tense? Please put away your martial spirits and soul tools, let's sit down and talk things over. After all, there is no irreconcilable conflict between us."
As Bai He spoke, he walked up to Yang Wudi. He knew that the confrontation was caused by Yang Wudi's provocation, so the key to calming the situation depended on Yang Wudi's attitude.
Bai He continued earnestly, "Old Goat, for my sake, please put away your Martial Soul. You came in so aggressively; that's not how you treat a friend. We're friends; can't we communicate calmly?"
Bai He's words were full of sincerity and patience. He kept giving Yang Wudi a way out until Yang Wudi was finally persuaded and took back his martial spirit.
Seeing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo and Azure Phoenix Douluo also withdrew their oppressive auras. Then, a series of powerful mechanical sounds rang out, and the members of the Spirit Hall began to put away their soul tools.
The tense atmosphere gradually dissipated, and the members of the Broken Clan were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. They felt as if they had been freed from a battle on the brink of life and death, their backs soaked with cold sweat.
The oppressive aura emanating from the Spirit Hall was so immense that they could barely breathe. They even felt as if they were only one step away from death.
At this moment, the young members of the Broken Clan looked at Yang Wudi with complex emotions. They felt both dissatisfaction with Yang Wudi and helplessness in the face of the current situation.
They hope this turmoil will end soon so their lives can return to normal.
They knew that Yang Wudi's decision would affect the future of the entire Po clan, and they did not want to put the entire clan in danger because of a momentary impulse.
Seeing that Yang Wudi had finally calmed down, Huo Yuhao knew it was time for him to step forward. He slowly walked up to Yang Wudi and said in a firm and clear tone, "Clan Chief Yang Wudi, since you have come to us in person, we don't need to beat around the bush anymore. On behalf of the Spirit Hall, I ask you, is your Breaking Clan willing to submit to our Spirit Hall?"
Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's direct question, not only the members of the Po Clan and the Spirit Hall, but also Bai He, Niu Gao, and all the members of the Yu Clan waited expectantly for Yang Wudi's answer.
Because Yang Wudi's subsequent answer directly determined their attitude towards the Broken Clan.
Both Bai He and Niu Gao were filled with hope, wishing that Yang Wudi would not be as stubborn as before.
After all, as Yang Wudi's old friends, they did not want Yang Wudi and the Spirit Hall to turn against each other.
However, they ultimately underestimated Yang Wudi's arrogance.
Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's question, Yang Wudi did not answer it directly, but instead looked at Huo Yuhao with eyes full of fighting spirit.
"I've long heard that the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall is a peerless genius. I'd like to experience his strength firsthand. If he can defeat me, then we can discuss these matters later!"