School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert

The Ghost King saw this and clenched his hand into a fist, throwing it viciously towards Xiao Han.

A mass of black smoke, resembling an attack sphere, headed his way.

Although Xiao Han did not know what it was, since it was the Ghost King's life-saving move, he naturally dared not touch it carelessly. In mid-air, he forcibly twisted his body and quickly dodged to the side.

Bang!

Suddenly, that black sphere exploded on the Dragon Litter.

The eight eunuchs carrying the litter instantly died violent deaths, turning into wisps of black air.

Hiss...

Suddenly, the wisps of black air were swiftly absorbed by the twelve Yin Spirits.

Xiao Han couldn't help cursing, "Damn it, just watching me fight here, and you all are rushing to absorb the energy, not even thinking about helping me!"

The Ghost King straightened his body, and after reverting to his original form, he suddenly grew to over two meters tall, making him appear immensely large and exceptionally imposing. Facing the Ghost King, Xiao Han noticed a height difference of more than an entire head, and the Ghost King's physique was very robust and domineering.

"Damn it." The Ghost King cursed aloud, saying, "You are the first one to give me a setback!"

"Heh heh..." Xiao Han chuckled, saying, "How about following me from now on?"

"You!" Hearing this, the Ghost King became furiously enraged,saying, "You really dare to ask?"

"Haha!" Xiao Han laughed heartily, then said, "Following me isn't bad. I can ensure you'll never worry about food or clothes for life."

"Shit, do you think I'm lacking anything?" the Ghost King stretched out his arms, saying, "I've been reigning as an emperor here just fine."

"This isn't your place!" Xiao Han shook his head, saying, "You merely control a group of palace maids and eunuchs' Yin Spirits, making them venerate you as their emperor. Unfortunately, you're not the real deal, right?"

"If I say I am, then I am," the Ghost King snorted coldly.

"Actually, even if I didn't come today, someone else would eventually deal with you," Xiao Han smiled and then said, "I advise you to just obediently come with me, or else, if you're annihilated by several cultivators later, that would be the end."

"No need for your hypocrisy here," the Ghost King scoffed, "Don't even dream of leaving this place today. I'll kill you first, then devour your soul to rejuvenate myself."

Xiao Han grinned, saying, "Just with you?"

"Yes!" the Ghost King nodded, saying, "Just with me!"

Xiao Han sneered coldly, then said, "Twelve Yin Spirits can take you down!"

Upon hearing this, the Ghost King laughed uproariously, saying, "Just with these twelve losers? Had it not been for you, humph humph, they would all be in my belly now!"

On the side, the twelve Yin Spirits, seemingly understanding, all nodded simultaneously. The scene was completely comical.

"Useless!" Xiao Han couldn't help but curse.

He felt helpless that not one of these fellows was of any use, all of them nodding here was really speechless and awkward.

Looking at Xiao Han, the Ghost King then said, "Come on, do you want me to do it myself, or will you offer up your soul for me to consume?"

"Today, I'm going to beat you into submission," Xiao Han roared angrily.

"Bring it on!" the Ghost King snarled, launching himself swiftly towards Xiao Han.

Seeing this, Xiao Han decisively stepped back twice, swinging his Ruyi Stick rapidly.

Bang!

A muffled sound. The Ruyi Stick struck the opponent's arm.

"Ouch…" the Ghost King cried out in pain, quickly withdrawing his arm.

Xiao Han scoffed coldly, then said, "Have a taste of my stick skills!"

Having said that, he charged forward, repeatedly smashing his stick.

Seeing Xiao Han's strength was not to be underestimated, and considering the formidable power of his stick, the Ghost King naturally did not dare to receive it head-on and decisively took several steps back. Xiao Han tapped his foot on the ground, leaping into the air, ferociously swinging his iron stick towards his opponent. The Ghost King still dared not withstand it directly.

However, facing Xiao Han's fierce offensive, the Ghost King appeared rather frustrated, clenching his teeth and saying through gritted teeth, "Bastard, don't push it too far."

Then the Ghost King grabbed the soul of a palace maid standing nearby and threw it towards Xiao Han.

Pop…

Under the shrill scream of the palace maid, that cluster of soul instantly dissipated.

"How cunning!" Xiao Han snorted coldly.

As he landed, the Ghost King swept in.

"Die!" the Ghost King roared.

Xiao Han retreated repeatedly. Although the Ghost King had remarkable strength, Xiao Han's was not weak either. Facing the Ghost King's fierce attacks, Xiao Han was not flustered; instead, he was very composed and calm.

Although Xiao Han was not weak, he also feared the Ghost King's attacks reaching his body. If the Ghost King's attacks hit him, it would be quite painful. His claws were so long that if they grabbed onto his flesh and blood body, it would certainly take out a chunk of his flesh and cause him unbearable pain. Therefore, unless necessary, there was no need to endure an attack from his opponent.

Xiao Han dodged repeatedly.

"Why is Xiao Han always dodging?" Chen Xiaowu watched the battle at the scene nervously. It seemed like Xiao Han was constantly dodging. To outsiders, it appeared as if Xiao Han was at a disadvantage.

"Don't worry!" Wan Yingying seemed much calmer.

Chen Xiaowu nervously grabbed Wan Yingying's hand, and the two hugged each other, seemingly trying to warm each other.

Wan Yingying calmly observed Xiao Han's movements. Although the Ghost King's moves were more ferocious, his attacks never hit Xiao Han; he dodged every blow from the Ghost King. Wan Yingying quickly said, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Han is fine, he's just observing the opponent right now."

Just as Wan Yingying had said, Xiao Han was indeed observing the opponent.

At that moment, as soon as the Ghost King showed the slightest opening, Xiao Han would seize the opportunity to strike at the opponent's weakness.

Xiao Han's mind remained calm, eerily calm. Under such circumstances, ordinary people would probably be scared to death, but Xiao Han, not only unafraid, even dared to actively engage with the opponent. This was enough to show that Xiao Han's courage was extraordinary, unbelievably so.

Xiao Han calmly observed the opponent.

Apparently, the Ghost King was extremely angry, as he wildly swung his claws towards Xiao Han, trying to tear Xiao Han to pieces.

Whoosh...

Suddenly, the Ghost King released a mass of black Qi.

It was the Ghost King's lethal move, the essence of Yin, naturally exuding the aura of death. This was refined from thousands of lost souls, each carrying endless resentment, regret, rage... even hatred. These were the materials the Ghost King used to enhance the deadly aura he carried.

If this mass of black Qi hit an ordinary person, their flesh and blood would shatter, and their soul would disperse, leaving not a trace behind.

Xiao Han sneered and then said, "Hey, hey, take this stick!"

After the Ghost King released a mass of deadly aura, Xiao Han seized the opportunity decisively.

Thud...

Suddenly, Xiao Han smacked the Ghost King's chest with his stick.

That stick hit with unprecedented force. An ordinary person receiving this blow would probably have their ribs shattered, but this stick hit the Ghost King. Despite the Ghost King's strength, the stick, being an object of pure Yang, caused him unbearable pain.

Boom...

The Ghost King heavily crashed into a nearby wall and slowly slid down it. He collapsed heavily.

That stick was so powerful that the Ghost King nearly perished, completely losing the ability to attack. He hung his eyelids, looked at Xiao Han weakly, black blood flowing from his mouth.

Xiao Han walked over slowly, looked coldly at the Ghost King, and then said, "Ready to submit to me now?"

"I..." The Ghost King, begrudging, said, "I will not!"

"Do you believe I will annihilate you right now!" Xiao Han shouted angrily.

"Even if you annihilate me, I would not easily yield to you," the Ghost King snorted coldly, utterly disdainful, not taking Xiao Han seriously.

"Really?" Xiao Han sneered, "Then you aren't afraid of me feeding you to these Yin Spirits?"

As he spoke, the twelve Yin Spirits quickly flew over. They then stood in front of Xiao Han, faces showing excitement, smugly looking at the Ghost King as if they could eat him at any moment.

Upon hearing this, the Ghost King shuddered. Being a mighty Ghost King, being eaten by these lowly Lonely Souls would be a disgrace down to the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

"You... you dare!" the Ghost King roared.

"What wouldn't I dare?" Xiao Han replied disdainfully, "You are the Ghost King, and it's only right for me to kill you."

"You..." the Ghost King glared at Xiao Han with gritted teeth.

"From now on, follow me." Xiao Han softened his tone, "Actually, following me isn't bad."

"You are too weak," the Ghost King disdainfully responded.

"I'm weak?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Han almost snapped, angrily saying, "Shit, if my strength counts as weak, then what are you?"

"Kid, don't think I can't beat you," the Ghost King said through gritted teeth.

"Heh, with your temper, if you could beat me, you would have already squashed me into a pulp, right?" Xiao Han responded irritably.

"Nonsense!" The Ghost King struggled to stand up but was harshly kicked down by Xiao Han.

"Stay put!" Xiao Han irritably replied.

"You!" The Ghost King glared at Xiao Han, daring not to make a sound.

He had no choice; after all, he was now a prisoner in someone else's hands.

"If it weren't for that Soul Bead on you, do you think you could beat me?" the Ghost King roared.

"How did you know I have a Soul Bead?" the Ghost King was stunned.

"Yin Spirits are extremely sensitive to such things, they can sense them from ten kilometers away," the Ghost King coldly snorted, "If it weren't for that thing curbing my strength, you would be no match for me!"