Chapter 139: Kicking an Iron Plate

Ye Lin's elegant words were like hearing celestial music that momentarily cleared the ears.

Everyone stood frozen in place, staring at Ye Lin in stunned silence, seemingly unable to believe that anyone in this world could curse so filthily.

And the most shocked of all was certainly Xie Xiaoxiao.

Having lived under protection since childhood, let alone profanity, she rarely even heard a single "fuck" in daily life, yet now she had heard this long string of tiger-wolf words from Ye Lin with her own ears.

The level of shock was no less than if you hadn't touched a girl's hand for twenty years, only to come home one day, open the door, and find a dozen beauties having an impart at your place and inviting you to join them.

She widened her eyes, staring at Ye Lin as if she had discovered a new world.

Wu Hao's face had already turned the color of a pig's liver; he had never seen anyone curse so filthily!

It was simply too much!

"Good! Good, good, good!" Wu Hao squeezed the four words out through his teeth. "Since two more severely wounded people have delivered themselves to my door, then I won't be polite!"

Wu Hao drew his battle blade, his face full of rage, and his fury extended onto the blade itself; with a swoosh, roaring flames ignited upon the edge of the weapon.

This scene made the others silent as cicadas in winter; they understood that Wu Hao was truly enraged! He was going to strike with all his might!

The gazes the crowd cast toward Xie Xiaoxiao and Ye Lin suddenly held a touch of sympathy.

Wu Hao's level was as high as 48; if he struck with full force, these two young people would definitely not have a good ending.

"Come! Curse one more time and let me hear it?" Wu Hao said, holding his battle blade and looking at Ye Lin viciously.

"I won't curse anymore; I'm afraid you'll secretly enjoy it if I curse too much." Ye Lin shook his head.

Wu Hao was stunned for a moment, then instantly flew into a rage; this was even more unpleasant to hear than the string of curses from just before!

"Sharp-tongued! I will smash your teeth out one by one and then cut off your tongue!"

Wu Hao struck instantly, his flaming battle blade slicing through the sky to form a fire tornado, slashing down directly at Ye Lin and his companion!

The speed of Wu Hao's blade was extremely fast; the two of them had no way to dodge!

But just as Wu Hao's blade was about to strike them, it suddenly stopped in mid-air, unable to advance even half an inch no matter how much force he used.

"What is going on?"

Wu Hao was both shocked and angry; he felt as if his battle blade had been entangled by something, but when he looked up, he could see nothing.

The next second, a sonic boom rang out in the air, as if something were approaching at high speed.

Although Wu Hao could see nothing, he instinctively felt a sense of lethality.

He hurriedly released his battle blade and dodged to the side.

Swoosh!

Even though Wu Hao's reaction had been very fast, a piece of flesh was still sliced directly off his body, dripping with blood.

The onlookers watching the battle saw this, and their pupils shrank violently!

They had not expected that Wu Hao would be the first one to get injured!

"What kind of method is this?" Wu Hao's eyes were filled with uncertainty and suspicion.

"Why would I tell you?"

Xie Xiaoxiao flicked her wrist, and all the Star Puppet Threads were retracted by her.

"Hmph! Playing god and acting like a ghost! See if I don't deal with you!" Wu Hao picked up his battle blade and prepared to strike again.

"Stop, you can't beat me!" Xie Xiaoxiao advised.

In fact, if Xie Xiaoxiao hadn't held back just now, with her intentional strike against his lack of preparation, Wu Hao would have been dead or at least severely wounded.

Don't look at Xie Xiaoxiao's low level; the Star Puppet Threads were a genuine divine artifact!

The suppression in equipment was enough to make up for the gap in levels.

"Hahahaha! I can't beat you? What a joke!"

Wu Hao didn't believe Xie Xiaoxiao's words at all and picked up his blade, wanting to attack again.

"Xiaoxiao, he's just bullying you because you're an educated person; why are you wasting your breath on him?"

"Ice Blade Art!"

Ye Lin raised his hand and cast a forbidden spell; with his level as high as 37, even without activating Burning Reincarnation, this forbidden spell, sublimated to the extreme into Sorrow of Frost, was not something Wu Hao could withstand.

With the increase in level, the terror of the Forbidden Spellcaster profession was being reflected bit by bit.

A terrifying ice blade carrying biting cold air instantly descended from the sky!

Before the ice blade arrived, the terrifying cold air had already frozen out all the flames burning on Wu Hao's battle blade.

"What?!"

Wu Hao exclaimed, his face turning pale—whether from the cold or from fear, he didn't know; he clearly felt the aura of death from that ice blade! Only then did he understand that he had truly kicked an iron plate!

"Ye Mushuang, don't!"

Xie Xiaoxiao's exclamation rang out, and the ice blade stopped precariously above Wu Hao's head.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Wu Hao's forehead and instantly froze into an ice crystal.

He fell to the ground with a thud, his whole person looking as if he had lost his soul.

Ye Lin looked at Xie Xiaoxiao, and Xie Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and said.

"Ye Mushuang, I know this guy is very annoying and even deserves to die, but now that the Demon Race is upon us, I think we should unite against the outside; instead of killing him, it would be better to throw him out to deal with the Demon Race!"

"Fine, I'll listen to you; I was never a bloodthirsty person anyway."

Ye Lin didn't say much more; he snapped his fingers, and the ice blade hanging over Wu Hao's head dissipated into ice crystals filling the sky.

This scene made the other job-changers show reverence, and then they all became excited.

The more powerful Ye Lin's strength was, the greater their chances of survival!

Hugging Ye Lin's thigh was obviously more reliable than hugging Wu Hao's!

"This young lady is right! With such a great enemy as the Demon Race before us! We human compatriots should indeed unite as one! Wu Hao's method was too cruel; sacrificing human compatriots to pave his own way—I've long found him an eyesore!"

"That's right! Such an act is simply the behavior of a beast! Thanks to the two of you for acting righteously, which saved many compatriots from suffering! We were all forced into it before, coerced by that Wu Hao!"

"I have drifted for half a lifetime, only regretting that I have not met a wise master! If you do not abandon me, I am willing to acknowledge you as my foster father!"

Those job-changers who had just been standing on Wu Hao's side were now like grass on a wall, turning their coats and accusing Wu Hao one after another.

One even knelt down on the spot to kowtow, wanting to acknowledge Ye Lin as his foster father, but fortunately, he was blocked by someone.

Ye Lin just looked at these people calmly and didn't say much; he had already seen too many vivid examples of the ugly side of human nature.

The only one who could exceed his expectations in this world was Zhuge Qianxing.

It was just a pity that Zhuge Qianxing was no longer here.

Compared to Ye Lin's indifference, Xie Xiaoxiao's attitude was much more enthusiastic.

"Don't worry, everyone! As long as we work together, we will definitely be able to leave this secret realm!"

Xie Xiaoxiao swept the ground with her hand to clear a flat area, then poured some water on the ground and began to write and draw on this small patch of flat land.

Half an hour later, a model built of mud rose from the ground; looking closely, one would discover that the model was exactly Secret Realm No. 79, shrunk countless times!