Chapter 141 No matter how bad I am, I am still your captain

At that moment, a hint of excitement appeared on Hei Wu Kai's lips as he readied himself.

With his left hand, he swept his sword horizontally, and with his right hand, he struck like lightning. *Bing*~~~

The scabbard deflected five flying knives, while his bare right hand caught the five knives coming straight at him with astonishing precision, akin to plucking petals from a flower.

Everyone drew in a sharp breath. They knew Hei Wu Kai was formidable, but they had always thought it was due to his offensive swordsmanship, which allowed him to defeat enemies directly. Now they realized how naive they had been; even without his sword, he was still a top-tier expert.

The two sides' soul energies clashed: Yaksas versus Spider Kings, their soul energy threads stretched taut.

"Competing in soul energy, huh? Tsk tsk, Brother Kai has never feared anyone!" Mo Tong shook his head and nodded. "I told you, in numbers, you might be impressive, but when it comes to quality, we Datura Empire are the only ones on this continent!"

"Junior brother, you should be more humble!" Old Wang couldn't stand Mo Tong's arrogance.

"He's right. The Spider King's soul seed combines hardness and flexibility. It's impossible to outmatch the Yaksas in raw power. The Yaksha souls are the epitome of pure yang," Winnie shook her head. "This kind of battle is disadvantageous for Yan Ruoyu. After all, the Spider King and our Li family excel more in assassination than in direct combat."

Yan Ruoyu clearly understood this as well. Suddenly, he smiled, and the soul energy threads between them vanished. Yan Ruoyu was pulled toward Hei Wu Kai, who, instead of attacking, assumed a defensive stance.

As Yan Ruoyu approached Hei Wu Kai, he disappeared again... Wu Di and the others could only hear a strange whistling sound but couldn't see him.

Winnie could barely make out a blurred figure, while Mo Tong opened his mouth in astonishment. What the hell was that speed???

In just a moment, the entire battlefield was marked by Yan Ruoyu's spider silk trails. With his abilities, he could instantly form a web, and moving on it made him incredibly fast.

But in Wang Feng's eyes, every trajectory was clear. The Spider King's insect seed was rare, ranking among the top hundred in the special category. Don't think that being one of a hundred is insignificant; it's already quite impressive. Moreover, Yan Ruoyu's foundation was solid, proving that talent combined with good resources yields remarkable results.

*Swish*...

Yan Ruoyu passed by Hei Wu Kai like a call of death, choosing the most bizarre angle. Behind him followed dozens of lethal throwing blades, attacking from all angles.

And then, Hei Wu Kai, who had been on the defensive, finally attacked.

Yaksha—Wolf Tooth Snow Dance!

Sword light clashed with blade light.

*Bam bam bam*...

Countless shadows collided, merging like snow melting into nothingness. The sword returned to its scabbard, and Yan Ruoyu landed back in his original spot.

The battle was breathtaking, yet neither had any intention of killing. This was a true exchange, with both using equal amounts of strength and skill, demonstrating the control and confidence only attainable at such a high level.

"Good~~~"

Wang Feng suddenly roared, "Perfect!"

"Wang Feng, shut up!" Mo Tong was a bit annoyed, having just grasped something subtle. "Don't shout if you don't understand."

"Brother Kai, I hope we can have a real fight someday." Yan Ruoyu smiled. Without going all out, it was hard to determine a winner. This was merely a way to gauge each other's skills.

"That place should be a jungle."

Yan Ruoyu was slightly taken aback. "Indeed, the arrogant Yaksas."

No one dared face the Spider King in a jungle, where terrain and soul beasts like venomous spiders made attacks relentless and unpredictable.

Longmoer stepped forward. "Brother Yan not only inherited the excellent bloodline of the Spider King but also mastered the god seed's transformations. Your future is bright."

"Thank you. If everything goes well, we'll meet again in the Hero Tournament, where we can truly unleash our full potential. My friends and I look forward to facing Datura's elites," Yan Ruoyu said with a smile.

"See? That's the demeanor of a true master. Look at you!" Winnie couldn't help stepping on Old Wang again.

Old Wang rolled his eyes. "Even if I'm weak, I'm still your captain. Accept it!"

Winnie huffed but didn't argue. "I heard there will be changes in the Hero Tournament. What a pity."

Winnie regretted not being able to participate in such a grand event. Anyone with some skill would want to join in.

Old Wang was indifferent, believing young people didn't understand the importance of humility and modesty.

"Kela, Wu Di, what's with those faces? You look like beaten eggplants!"

Such a battle, where both sides were just testing their skills, was a significant blow to Kela and Wu Di, making them wonder if their efforts were worth it.

As they parted ways, Old Wang personally saw off Yan Ruoyu, which deeply moved him.

"Captain, no need to see me off. We'll meet again," Yan Ruoyu smiled. "I hope you'll be even stronger then."

"I doubt it. You know I have no ambitions and am weak."

"Captain, you're too humble. For years, I've never seen Princess Karida take someone so seriously. My first task was to protect you, and secondly, to find Mi. Both in combat and runes, you can contribute greatly to the Holy Sanctuary. Runes, especially, play a crucial role. Don't blame Her Highness for being strict with you. She's always cold and distant in the Holy City," Yan Ruoyu said enviously.

Old Wang was stunned. Wasn't he just an extra?

Yan Ruoyu suddenly smiled. "By the way, did you know my strength all along?"

"No, why would I?" Wang Feng laughed. "Ayu, remember to write to your captain. Once a captain, always a captain. When you become successful, don't forget me."

...

To be honest, Old Wang just wanted to build a closer relationship with Yan Ruoyu. Even if he was leaving, he was still a key figure in the Holy Sanctuary. Making friends with such a powerful person would be beneficial regardless of whether it would be useful later.

As for Karida, well, men aren't petty, but even if she admired his looks, he had someone else in mind and wouldn't stay.

To celebrate the successful mission, Old Wang treated everyone to drinks. Axi Ba paid for the drinks at the Black Iron Bar, not the Silver one—it was too low-class, lacking the authentic joy.

Bodyguard... no, Brother Yan Ruoyu left, but the sun still rose. By the time Old Wang sobered up, his sadness was replaced by comfort. Life went on day by day, and the Nine Gods would likely calm down for a while.

True to his word, Old Black came early the next morning to help train the beastmen.

Winnie was more than happy to be replaced as the coach by someone else, finally getting a chance to relax. Although she wasn't too optimistic about Hei Wukai, an outsider.

What's the point of being strong? Try teaching these stubborn fools!

Winnie and Old Wang brought small stools and sat beside the training hall, crossing their legs and munching on sunflower seeds, with expressions that clearly said they were here for the show. She had bet with Old Wang that if this little prince of the Yaksas didn't go insane from those three idiots today, she would give him an hour of massage service!

But if it went the other way, well, sorry, but Old Wang would have to foot the bill for the Burj Al Arab this month.

Winnie was happy, and Old Wang was even happier.

This was a sure win. When it came to vision and foresight, Old Wang never backed down. Winnie's hands must feel great!

Hei Wukai stood in the center of the training field, his wide sleeves fluttering, with Fantasi, Kela, and Wu Di surrounding him, their faces showing some nervousness. After seeing yesterday's battle, they knew he was the real deal.

"Attack together, use your full strength," Hei Wukai smiled. "Don't worry, I won't use soul power."

After drinking too much, Old Wang gave another dramatic performance, and Hei Wu Kai ended up swearing to train these people well. The problem was, Yaksas had excellent memories and didn't forget even after sobering up.

Hearing that he wouldn't use soul power, all three became excited.

Though they held absolute respect for Hei Wukai's abilities, hearing such words still felt like a slight. After all, they were official disciples of the Rose Holy Sanctuary and had been trained by Winnie for quite some time.

Let's show this new teacher what we're made of!

Their eyes changed simultaneously as they charged forward.

Kela was the fastest. Without the suppression of human soul power, her physical prowess was truly remarkable, far surpassing ordinary humans in both burst and speed.

Hei Wukai indeed did not use soul power. His movements slowed down in Kela's eyes, no longer as fast and indiscernible as when fighting Ruo Yu. A glint flashed in Kela's eyes as she gathered all her strength into her right hand, aiming for Hei Wukai's nose...

Whoosh!

Smack!

With just a simple turn of his heel and a slow spin, he managed to dodge Kela's powerful punch. At the same time, he struck the back of her neck with the edge of his left hand.

Kela's eyes bulged as she stumbled forward, her vision darkening before she crashed to the ground with a thud.

Next was Wu Di, slightly slower. Kela's fall had already taken half of his attention, leaving the other half unable to track Hei Wukai's movements. Before he knew it, he had taken a punch to the stomach.

The punch was heavy, not the kind that sent someone flying, but one that caused excruciating pain, making Wu Di gag and clutch his stomach as he fell to his knees.

Fantasi, the slowest, had benefited from the recent training sessions with Kela and the others, developing some instinctive teamwork.

At this moment, Fantasi found a good position, instinctively predicting Hei Wukai's movement after dodging Kela and moving to intercept him from behind, almost grabbing his leg.

But almost wasn't enough. Hei Wukai evaded him and flicked his middle finger against Fantasi's forehead.

Bang!

Where there was the least flesh, Fantasi felt like his head was splitting open, stars dancing before his eyes as he fell to the ground.

Old Wang, with a look of amusement, exclaimed, "Not bad, old Hei! Even a basic attack is a critical hit. Nice!"

Winnie threw a handful of sunflower seed shells on the ground, looking annoyed. "Stop talking nonsense. What's the point of being strong if you can't make them understand?"

Although she knew these guys weren't a match, this... damn, these idiots, even without soul power, they were still instantly defeated. All that training was for nothing!

"Not bad," Hei Wukai said, having measured his strikes so they could still stand. "There's teamwork and potential. Though there are individual issues, they are distinct and solvable."

Winnie couldn't help but smile, her frustration evaporating. No wonder he got along so well with Wang Feng; they were both good at talking big.

She had trained these guys for so long and had nearly given up. But Hei Wukai, after just one move, claimed he could discover and solve their problems? She didn't believe it...