202: Chapter 202 Calling for People

"You... what did you say?"

Andre trembled all over.

It wasn't that he hadn't heard; rather, he suspected he had misheard.

He prided himself on the fact that his attitude toward Chen Moxuan was countless times better than when he had recruited other Other-Soul Beings in the past.

He had absolutely no idea where he had gone wrong to elicit such a reaction from the other party.

Recalling the times he had recruited those stubborn Other-Soul Beings in the past, at least both sides would converse for a while.

Only after discussing the irreconcilable conflict between the Superpower Association and the Other-Soul Beings would they resort to blows.

But now, the script he had prepared had barely begun, the two had only just met, and he hadn't even had the chance to state his purpose.

How could the conversation have already collapsed?

Furthermore, that move he used to flick Lv Ling away earlier, besides clearing out bystanders, was also intended to show off to Chen Moxuan so that he would understand the chasm-like gap in strength between them.

He, a powerhouse, had already lowered his status and treated him with a smiling face.

Where did you, a weakling, get the nerve to say such arrogant words?

If it weren't for his determination to conduct a peaceful recruitment, you would have already been shattered into hundreds of pieces!

Andre once again suppressed the anger in his heart, tried hard to squeeze out a smile, and said again:

"I understand, you have no attachment to your hometown, right? That's fine, feel free to bring up any other demands you may have."

"Even if you want to take over a large region, separate from Dazhou Nation, and govern it yourself, as long as you don't engage in spreading Martial Dao or inciting rebellion, you can do as you please."

"And it's not that we insist on you joining us; we just need you to come with us to..."

"Tsk."

Before he could finish, Chen Moxuan clicked his tongue with extreme impatience and interrupted him mercilessly.

"Did I talk too much just now, and your pig brain failed to process it?"

"Let me summarize briefly."

"I don't like you, and I just want to beat you to death."

After speaking, Chen Moxuan waved his hand sharply, and a fierce True Qi attack shot out like lightning, striking heavily on the side of Andre's face, who was still looking bewildered and had not yet understood the situation.

"Slap!"

Although this True Qi did not pierce Andre's defense, it produced a deafening sound, as if he had been slapped hard in the face from a distance.

Andre's pupils trembled violently, and his anger could no longer be suppressed.

To hell with your recruitment, I should have just used force from the start!

"You... fine, fine! I don't know if your confidence comes from that trash Martial Dao you practiced from who knows where!"

All the things he had suffered while recruiting Other-Soul Beings in the past flooded into Andre's mind.

Andre decided to settle all these old scores and new grudges on Chen Moxuan.

"I'll seize your Soul first, then slowly pry the locations of those Martial Dao remnants out of your mouth!"

Andre took a sudden step forward, and the earth trembled because of it.

His large hand glowed with a blinding white light and reached straight for Chen Moxuan's throat.

Just as he was about to grab Chen Moxuan's throat, the space between them suddenly rippled with a strange fluctuation, and a patch of air seemed to be stirred by an invisible force, twisting and deforming.

An extremely strong wind pressure surged out from within, as if a violent hurricane were raging, hindering Andre's movement.

A palm wrapped in dense lightning suddenly reached out from thin air and struck Andre hard on the chest.

The white radiance on Andre's body, which had been indestructible, shattered instantly like glass under the impact of the lightning palm.

A sunken palm print protruded from his back, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out like a fountain from his mouth as he was immediately sent flying backward.

"You really only make a move at the critical moment..."

Chen Moxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze falling on the man in the simple gray robe in front of him, and he couldn't help but complain to himself.

Relying on the perception of his Spiritual Sense and the analysis of All-Things Calculation, he had long ago judged that the probability of his current self defeating Andre was extremely low.

But he really didn't want to keep enduring listening to that guy, who he found extremely unpleasant to look at, chattering endlessly before him.

Before, he would have bet all his possibilities to seek a way to victory.

But now he had a backer.

This backer was something he had earned with his own ability, so why not use it?

He also wanted to observe what the battle of a Saint in the Tongxuan Realm was actually like.

However, he had tried to call Lei Wanjun through the mark earlier, but there was no response for a long time.

Later, he suddenly remembered that before Lei Wanjun left, he had specifically and solemnly warned him to only call him through the mark when encountering a life-and-death crisis that he absolutely could not handle.

That was why he had deliberately kept provoking Andre.

He just hadn't expected that someone who looked so rough and burly could be so patient.

It caused him to waste more breath, and also required more effort.

"You... you stand aside and watch, leave the rest to me."

Lei Wanjun let out a long sigh, his tone full of helplessness.

He had actually noticed Andre's presence for a long time.

But as a Dao Protector, he knew well that his duty was not to become an on-call thug for the Human Race Prodigy.

The true mission of a Dao Protector is to intervene at life-and-death critical moments before the Human Race Prodigy has fully matured, preventing them from dying prematurely.

If the Dao Protector were to rush to help whenever the Human Race Prodigy encountered even the slightest difficulty, it would instead become a shackle on their path of growth, ruthlessly erasing those precious opportunities for experience.

Earlier, there was no Killing Intent on Andre directed at Chen Moxuan, nor had he seen him make any extreme moves.

Even if a fight really broke out, as long as it didn't truly endanger Chen Moxuan's life, he intended to remain still and observe quietly from the sidelines.

Moreover, Lei Wanjun knew clearly that many of the moves Chen Moxuan had learned from him had not yet been fully demonstrated.

Now, being able to fight an opponent who was far above his own level and had no Killing Intent.

For Chen Moxuan, it might not be a rare opportunity for tempering.

But he hadn't expected Chen Moxuan to repeatedly provoke the other party, ultimately leading the other party to use a lethal move as soon as they attacked.

Things having reached this point, Lei Wanjun could no longer sit idly by, and thus had to helplessly intervene.

"Fine, I also want to personally test the caliber of these Other-Soul Beings."

Lei Wanjun's expression turned solemn, his gaze fixed on Andre, who had been sent flying by his palm.

At this moment, Andre had already recovered from the shock of that blow.

His eyes were spitting fire, and filled with rage, he flew toward this side again like an arrow released from a bow.

The speed was so fast that it cut sharp whistling sounds into the air.

That palm strike from Lei Wanjun earlier had indeed caused Andre quite a bit of damage.

But his Soul power reserves were sufficient at this time, and the radiance flowing around his body had already quickly healed his injuries.

However, having been frustrated multiple times in a short period, Andre had been completely blinded by rage:

"Damn it, there are actually still Martial Dao remnants! I'll slaughter you all today!"

Suddenly, Andre, who was rushing in the air, felt locked by an invisible energy, which shocked him so much that he broke out in goosebumps.

He froze his figure and slowly looked up.

The wind and clouds in the sky changed, and the originally thick clouds were forcibly broken open by an invisible force, and an unimaginably huge lightning palm print quickly emerged from within.

In front of this sky-covering lightning palm print, Andre was just like an insignificant fly.

Lei Wanjun's gaze was cold, and his voice resonated across this world:

"You Other-Soul Beings seem to have always looked down on Martial Dao..."

"How about you take this palm strike from me first?"

After speaking, Lei Wanjun suddenly pressed down with his palm.

Heaven-grade Martial Technique, Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Seal!