Chapter 171 You actually lust after my body? Chapter 171 You're actually lusting after my body?
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flashed with doubt.
She had seen the Royal Academy's second team before; could those pampered playboys really withstand such high-intensity training?
Lu Feng changed the subject, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said, "But nothing urgent has happened these past few days, so I took a few days off."
"Hmph, I feel like you're hiding something from me." Zhu Zhuqing snorted, her face full of suspicion.
Lu Feng quickly waved his hand, saying seriously, "Absolutely not, I swear. If I'm lying to you, may my brothers never find wives for the rest of their lives."
"Pfft," Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her laughter was crisp and melodious, like silver bells echoing in the air.
"I really don't know what sins Tang San committed in his past life to have a brother like you."
After laughing for a while, Zhu Zhuqing slowly recovered. Her eyes crinkled with curiosity as she asked, "Lu Feng, what level is your soul power now?"
"What, trying to spy on me?" Lu Feng smiled faintly. "Telling you won't hurt. I'm level 47 now."
"Level 47!" Zhu Zhuqing instinctively covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief and shock.
If she remembered correctly, Lu Feng had only recently turned fourteen.
Fourteen years old!
Level 47!
Zhu Zhuqing stared intently at Lu Feng, her gaze filled with amazement, and said, word by word, "Lu Feng, you are the most talented soul master I have ever seen."
Hearing this, Lu Feng's lips curled into a confident smile. "Zhuqing, admire me as much as you like. My talents aren't limited to cultivation."
"Pah, shameless." Zhu Zhuqing's cheeks flushed slightly as she spat.
The two strolled side by side, remaining silent for a long while before Zhu Zhuqing finally couldn't help but ask, "Lu Feng, how exactly do you cultivate?"
In the year since arriving in Tiandou City, Zhu Zhuqing's training had never slacked off.
Every day, aside from sleeping and eating, she devoted all her time to cultivation.
Soul power meditation.
Soul skill training.
Physical training ,
day after day, week after week. Her bi-
weekly dates with Lu Feng became her only relaxation during this monotonous period.
Through a year of hard work, Zhu Zhuqing's soul power had reached level 38. Her cultivation speed was almost on par with Tang San's innate full soul power.
Even the usually arrogant Yu Xiaogang praised Zhu Zhuqing highly.
He even specially sent Liu Erlong to convey his willingness to personally guide Zhu Zhuqing. However, Zhu Zhuqing politely declined.
However, upon witnessing Lu Feng's astonishing growth rate, Zhu Zhuqing finally understood what a true genius was.
"Want to know? Then after dinner, I'll find a place and show you." Lu Feng blinked, a sly glint in his eyes.
"Hmph, why can't you say it now?" Zhu Zhuqing snorted, a hint of displeasure in her voice.
"Oh, by the way," she asked casually, "Where's Dugu Yan? What level is she now?"
"Yanzi is in seclusion, trying to break through the level 54 bottleneck."
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes instantly sharpened, her hands unconsciously clenching into fists. "Level 54? That wretched old woman!"
"Uh..." Lu Feng could only pretend not to hear.
A jealous kitten like this is not to be trifled with.
During the meal, Zhu Zhuqing was clearly distracted.
On one hand, Lu Feng's astonishing cultivation speed kept her from recovering.
On the other hand, the upcoming Soul Master competition weighed heavily on her mind, like a shadow.
When Zhu Zhuqing fled the Star Luo Royal Family, Davis and Zhu Zhuyun were already captains of the Star Luo Royal Team. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the first clash between these two pairs of candidates will take place on the final stage of the Soul Master Tournament.
Although Zhu Zhuqing has decided to forgo the throne, this doesn't mean she can stand aside and be content with the status quo.
On the contrary, under the cruel rules, the one who gives up must give it their all. Only by demonstrating sufficient value will they have the right to survive.
"What are you thinking about?" Lu Feng's gentle voice rang out.
At the same time, he reached out and gently took Zhu Zhuqing's hand.
Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly, sighed softly, and slowly said, "I'm thinking about the Soul Master Competition. The five finalists—Shenfeng, Tianshui, Leiting, and Chihuo—these four academies have almost never missed the finals."
She paused, a hint of seriousness in her eyes, "Xiangjia Academy and Canghui Academy are also extremely formidable opponents."
Saying this, she looked at Lu Feng with a slightly resentful expression, "And then there's your Heavenly Dou Royal Academy's second team."
"Hehe." Lu Feng grinned sheepishly, half-jokingly suggesting, "Then why don't you just join my team?"
Zhu Zhuqing rolled her eyes at him, snorted, and replied irritably, "Why don't you join the Shrek Academy team?"
Lu Feng's smile faded, and he said calmly, "Sure."
"I'm serious."
Lu Feng gripped Zhu Zhuqing's hand tightly, his eyes shining brightly. "I'm serious too."
After a long silence, Zhu Zhuqing sighed again, explaining helplessly, "The royal family's test isn't just about a single victory or defeat. Even if you lead me to victory, if I'm useless and just a pretty face, I'll still be eliminated in the end."
Lu Feng frowned. "What kind of ridiculous rules are these? This is practically driving people to their doom!"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, her expression calm yet tinged with helplessness. "That's right. Both the Zhu and Dai families come from military backgrounds. As the saying goes, 'Put yourself in a desperate situation, and you will survive.' Soul Masters can only truly unleash their potential when facing death."
"Alright, Miss Zhu, whatever you say is right."
Lu Feng took Zhu Zhuqing's hand, a mysterious glint in his eyes. "Haven't you always been curious about my secret? Come on, I'll take you to see a real treasure."
Soon, they arrived at a hotel.
Zhu Zhuqing looked up, her gaze falling on the hotel's sign. Her steps faltered instantly, a flicker of panic crossing her face.
"Rose Hotel - Tiandou City Main Branch."
"Lu Feng, why did you bring me here? We're still young, we should focus on cultivation." Zhu Zhuqing's voice was very soft, her cheeks slightly flushed, her eyes filled with shyness and unease.
Since confirming her relationship with Lu Feng, although she no longer resisted his intimate gestures, she still felt a strong surge of nervousness in this situation.
Just thinking about what might happen next made Zhu Zhuqing's face instantly burn, as if it could bleed.
She felt her heart pounding rapidly, her head spinning, and even her breathing becoming rapid.
"Bang!" Lu Feng flicked her forehead hard, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "What are you thinking? I'm here to show you a treasure, and you're actually lusting after my body?" "Waaah.
" Zhu Zhuqing covered her forehead, tears welling in her eyes from the pain.
It took her a while to recover, then she looked up and glared fiercely at Lu Feng.
The two checked in at the front desk, and under the slightly suggestive gaze of the receptionist, quickly ascended the stairs.
The moment they pushed open the room door, a rich and alluring floral fragrance wafted out.
All the furniture in the room was silver, intricately carved with patterns, exuding luxury and elegance.
A bright red carpet was evenly covered with vibrant rose petals, like a romantic sea of flowers; in the center of the lobby, a giant red heart was meticulously arranged from large roses, vibrant and eye-catching.
"How is it? Beautiful, isn't it?" Lu Feng asked softly, noticing the blissful expression on Zhu Zhuqing's face.
Zhu Zhuqing slowly walked forward, bent down, and gently picked up a rose, sniffing it lightly. "This room is so beautifully decorated; I'm starting to like it here."
Lu Feng's lips curled into a sly smile as he softly said, "Zhuqing, why don't you go wash up first?"
Zhu Zhuqing instantly snapped out of her daze, her cheeks flushing again. She glared at him, feigning anger, and said, "Hmph, is this how you tricked that old woman?"
"Uh..." Lu Feng was momentarily speechless, awkwardly touching his nose.
"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Zhuqing, look at this." He carefully took out a herb from his soul tool.
It was a seemingly ordinary white flower, about the size of an adult's palm, shaped like a peony, but without a single leaf.
What was unusual was that this flower wasn't rooted in soil, but on a dark stone.
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"What is this? A tonic?" Zhu Zhuqing asked, looking at the herb before her.
Lu Feng said seriously, "This herb is called: Heartbreaking Red of Longing, a top-grade immortal herb. Consuming this herb will comprehensively transform the body. I conservatively estimate that it can increase one's soul power by at least ten levels at the Soul Venerable stage."
"Ten levels of soul power!" Zhu Zhuqing exclaimed in surprise.
Then, her eyes flickered, and she asked doubtfully, "Your soul power has increased by leaps and bounds, is it because of this? Don't you always say that you've lived a life of constant danger?"
"Ahem." Lu Feng coughed lightly, then said seriously, "To find this, I schemed and plotted, even risking my life. Isn't this the result of my efforts?"
Zhu Zhuqing rolled her eyes at him but didn't say anything more.
"Then what should I do now?" Zhu Zhuqing asked.
Lu Feng solemnly said, "This flower is no ordinary flower; it chooses its master. When picking it, you spit out a mouthful of blood and sprinkle it on the petals, thinking..."
With a soft "pfft," before Lu Feng could finish speaking, Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the petals.
The Acacia Heartbreak Red didn't even sway, quietly leaving the Black Stone and falling into a slender hand.
"Is that all?" Zhu Zhuqing held up the flower and shook it.
"Uh, theoretically speaking, it should be," Lu Feng said, slightly surprised.
He winked at Zhu Zhuqing and asked curiously, "Zhuqing, were you thinking about anything when you were picking the flower?"
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face flushed. For some reason, Lu Feng's smile had suddenly appeared in her mind just now.
"Hmph, I won't tell you," Zhu Zhuqing turned her head away, not daring to meet Lu Feng's gaze again.
Lu Feng smiled slightly and gently patted her head. "This flower is solitary and pure, and doesn't require any auxiliary medicine. Simply pluck a petal and eat it, then immediately begin cultivating in place to neutralize the medicinal effects and break through the bottleneck."
Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head, her fingertips lightly tracing the petal. "I can feel its emotions; it seems to be cheering for me. If it weren't for the competition from the royal family, I would truly want to keep it by my side forever."
She plucked a petal and put it in her mouth.
A strange scene unfolded: the moment the petal touched her lips, it instantly turned into juice and melted, flowing into her mouth.
As each petal that had turned into juice flowed into her body, a faint golden-red light began to appear around her.
Zhu Zhuqing's body, like a whale swallowing its prey, frantically absorbed the soul power in the air.
"Whoosh!"
A gentle breeze stirred in the sealed room.
As time passed, the golden-red light within Zhu Zhuqing's body grew increasingly brilliant, and a vast life force continuously emanated from her body.
At the same time, her aura visibly increased.
Level 39.
Level 40.
In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone into the room.
"Achoo."
Lu Feng rubbed his nose and sneezed. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Zhu Zhuqing squatting beside him, teasing his eyelashes with her hair.
Lu Feng sat up, puzzled, "Huh, how did I fall asleep? Zhuqing, you didn't do anything inappropriate to me, did you?"
Zhu Zhuqing glared at him, annoyed. "Hmph, who cares about you?"
"Hehe." Lu Feng chuckled. "Zhuqing, how are you feeling now? How much has your soul power increased?"
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes blazed with excitement. "It's amazing! I actually broke through level forty directly. If I absorb the fourth soul ring, I think my soul power will increase even more."
"Hmm." Lu Feng nodded.
He was about to say something when Zhu Zhuqing suddenly pounced on him.
"Smack." Zhu Zhuqing wrapped her arms around Lu Feng's neck, leaned forward, and planted a heavy kiss on his cheek.
"Lu Feng, thank you so much." Her voice trembled slightly, choked with uncontrollable sobs.
As soon as she finished speaking, she gently buried her head in Lu Feng's firm chest, her shoulders trembling slightly as she sobbed softly.
For a long time, Zhu Zhuqing had been living in a state of suppressed repression. In the quiet of the night, she would often wake up from nightmares.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't know what her fate would be, and she could only numb herself with cultivation.
But even with her tireless cultivation day and night, the gap in talent and age was like an insurmountable chasm.
Now, however, she finally saw a glimmer of hope.
Lu Feng's lips curled into a gentle smile. "Zhuqing, is this all you're going to give me as a thank-you gift? Isn't that a bit stingy?"
As he spoke, he slowly reached out and gently lifted Zhu Zhuqing's chin with his index finger.
In an instant, a delicate face, streaked with tears, came into view. Her skin was as smooth as jade, and the tears streaming down her cheeks added to her captivating charm.
Zhu Zhuqing looked up, her heart suddenly racing. Her eyes still held traces of wet tears, yet in that moment of eye contact, a unique shyness welled up within her.
The air seemed to freeze in that instant, their breaths mingling together.
Lu Feng's gaze slowly moved downwards, landing on Zhu Zhuqing's slightly trembling lips. He involuntarily lowered his head, inching closer until they could feel each other's warm breath.
Just as their lips were about to touch, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly closed her eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.
Lu Feng's lips gently covered hers, initially a fleeting touch, then gradually deepening.
"Mmm..."
In the Sunset Forest, beside a cliff,
claw marks crisscrossed the ground, the soil roughly overturned. On the cliff face, three two-foot-deep marks were shocking.
A white wolf, over five meters long, lay on the ground, blood gushing from its abdominal wound, staining the ground red.
Zhu Zhuqing sat cross-legged beside it, her soul power flowing, drawing upon her soul ring for absorption.
After a long while, she slowly opened her eyes and exclaimed excitedly, "Lu Feng, I succeeded! Your theory was correct; the Howling Moon Wolf's soul skill really does have a stacking effect!"
Lu Feng nodded and said calmly, "Good luck. What's the effect of your soul skill?"
Zhu Zhuqing's face was flushed, clearly still immersed in the joy of her own soul skill.
She took a deep breath and slowly said, "My fourth soul skill is a self-amplification skill. After using it, it can increase my attack, defense, speed, and mental strength by 50% for at least an hour." "
Moreover, I can use my fourth soul skill twice simultaneously without any side effects," Zhu Zhuqing said excitedly.
Upon hearing this, Lu Feng's lips curled up slightly. The effect of Zhu Zhuqing's soul skill was far more powerful than that of the dog-headed soul master from before.
The battle with the dog-headed man was arguably Lu Feng's most difficult battle.
The dog-headed soul master's stacking of his fourth soul skill had left a deep impression on Lu Feng. In the Heaven Dou Royal Library, Lu Feng consulted a large amount of information and finally came to a conclusion.
The dog-headed man's fourth soul ring should have come from the Howling Moon Wolf.
"Not bad." Lu Feng gently patted Zhu Zhuqing's head. "The characteristics of your fourth soul skill are a trump card; you can't easily reveal them."
"Mm." Zhu Zhuqing nodded heavily, her face unable to hide her excitement. "My soul power has now reached level 45! That herb truly lives up to its name as a celestial herb."
Then, Zhu Zhuqing frowned and said, "Lu Feng, how should I explain this to everyone when I get back? Should I say I absorbed a soul bone?"
If she only had level 41 soul power, Zhu Zhuqing could have gotten away with it. But increasing her soul power by seven levels overnight was something she wouldn't believe herself unless she experienced it firsthand.
At the same time, it further highlighted the preciousness of the celestial herb.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't want to reveal such a treasure; that would be asking for trouble.
Lu Feng chuckled, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Zhuqing, you don't need to hide the name 'celestial herb.' Just say your subordinates found it."
"Oh, what mischief are you plotting now?" Zhu Zhuqing asked suspiciously.
Zhu Zhuqing had spent so much time with Lu Feng and knew his personality very well. Whenever he showed this expression, it meant he was planning to harm someone.
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"If anyone asks, I'll just say there's only this one?" Zhu Zhuqing blinked and smiled.
Lu Feng stroked his chin, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. "No need to hide it. Just don't expose me. I have my own plans."
"Oh?" Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flickered, but she didn't reply.
Zhu Zhuqing's intuition told her that Lu Feng was plotting against someone from Shrek Academy.
Shrek Academy, Dean's Office.
"Bang!"
Flander slammed his hand on the table and jumped up from his chair, his eyes filled with astonishment.
"What? Level 45!"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, a faint layer of soul power surging, her Spirit Cat Martial Soul appearing.
Two yellow and two purple soul rings slowly rose.
"Wow!"
The onlookers exclaimed in surprise.
After returning to the academy, Zhu Zhuqing went straight to the principal's office and had Flander gather all her companions together.
On one hand, she was too lazy to explain to everyone individually.
On the other hand, this was what Lu Feng had asked her to do.
"You actually made it to the Soul Sect!" Yu Xiaogang's eyes suddenly lit up, his face full of excitement.
He rushed to Zhu Zhuqing, grabbed her shoulders, and said excitedly, "Zhu Zhuqing, tell me quickly, how did you do it!"
"A soul bone! You must have absorbed a soul bone, right?"
Suddenly, he let go of Zhu Zhuqing's hand and paced around the room, muttering, "No, a soul bone doesn't make sense. Even a ten-thousand-year soul bone couldn't raise your level by seven at once."
Zhu Zhuqing frowned, gently patted the clothes that Yu Xiaogang had wrinkled, and slowly said, "I took a very special herb."
"A herb?"
Everyone looked at each other, almost everyone's gaze becoming puzzled.
Tang San scratched his head, thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Zhuqing, can you describe what the herb you took looks like?"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded and then described the appearance of the Acacia Heartbreak Red.
As soon as she finished speaking, Tang San's eyes blazed with fervor. "Zhu Qing, are you really sure that immortal herb grew on a black rock?"
Zhu Zhu Qing nodded. "That's right. When my subordinate handed it to me, it was indeed with the rock."
"Did you accidentally bite your lip when you were picking the immortal herb?"
"That's right."
"Were you thinking of your beloved while you were picking the herb?"
"Why are you asking this?"
*Bang!* Tang San slammed his hand on the table. His breathing was unsteady, and when he raised his hand, a clear handprint was visible on the surface.
"Damn, Tang San, are you alright?" Flander asked with concern, looking at Tang San, whose eyes were bloodshot and who was panting heavily. "
The cost of repairing the table will be deducted from Xiao Gang's salary, okay?" Flander added.
Looking at the strange master and disciple duo before her, a hint of doubt flashed in Zhu Zhu Qing's eyes. "Could Lu Feng's plan just be to be jealous of these two?"
At this moment, Tang San took a deep breath and slowly spoke, word by word.
"Love-Sickness-Breaking-Heart Red!"
"Huh? What is Love-Sickness-Breaking-Heart Red?" Zhu Zhuqing blinked, feigning curiosity as she asked.
Tang San looked up at her, touched his nose, and said with a wry smile, "Love-Sickness-Breaking-Heart Red is a top-grade immortal herb. No wonder you were able to increase your soul power so much all at once. And you even managed to make it recognize you as its master by chance—that's fate!"
Ma Hongjun asked in a low voice, "Tang San, what is a celestial herb?"
Tang San shook his head and smiled bitterly, "This thing should only exist in heaven; how often can one hear of it in the mortal world?"
Dai Mubai crossed his arms and asked doubtfully, "Little San, is this thing as mysterious as you say?"
Tang San sighed and said, "There is a story about this celestial herb. Long ago, there was a young man who was gentle and quiet, and loved to tend to flowers and trees." Tang
San told the story in detail, and everyone listened quietly. Whether students or teachers, they were all somewhat mesmerized. The story of a young man and a flower fairy—how enchanting! Even Yu Xiaogang was moved and couldn't help but be captivated.
Except for Dai Mubai.
At this moment, he clenched his teeth tightly, feeling as if ants were crawling all over his body. His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned slightly white from the force.
"Good, good, good, what a perfect understanding!"
"That bitch!"
"Huff, huff, huff." Dai Mubai gasped for breath, seemingly trying to relieve his emotions in this way.
"Hey, Boss Dai, do you need to poop?"
Ma Hongjun asked with concern, seeing Dai Mubai's flushed face and apparent discomfort.
He pulled a wad of tissues from his pocket and handed it to Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai took the tissues and gave Ma Hongjun a big hug. "Fatty, you're truly my good brother."
"Cough cough cough, Boss Dai, take it easy, I can't breathe."
Dai Mubai's departure was just a minor incident; after all, everyone needs to relieve themselves, even Soul Masters are no exception.
"Zhu Qing, where did your subordinates find this immortal herb?" Tang San asked excitedly.
Immortal herb!
This was the second time he had heard of an immortal herb!
The first time was in Soto City, when Lu Feng told him about the ninth-grade purple ganoderma. Strictly speaking, the ninth-grade purple ganoderma wasn't considered an immortal herb.
But this time, he had actually witnessed the legendary king of immortal herbs!
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing looked up at Tang San, her eyes narrowing slightly. This companion she'd spent every day with felt completely unfamiliar to her now, as if he'd become a different person entirely.
Since Xiao Wu's disappearance, Tang San had become increasingly quiet, burying himself in cultivation and studying hidden weapons. In Zhu Zhuqing's mind, he was far superior to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.
Yet now, Tang San felt like a cold, venomous snake.
Zhu Zhuqing had a premonition that if she didn't tell him about the immortal herbs, he wouldn't let it go.
"Tang San is so familiar with these herbs; could it be that Lu Feng is plotting against him?"
"Absolutely!"
Zhu Zhuqing composed herself and said calmly, "Deep in the far north, there's a volcano. In the valley, a cold spring and lava surround a pool. My subordinates discovered these herbs by that spring."
"I see." Tang San nodded silently.
Tang San appeared calm on the surface, but his slightly trembling shoulders betrayed the turmoil raging within him.
"The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire! It's definitely the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire! I never imagined such a treasure trove existed in another world!"
Tang San took a deep breath and slowly released his fists.
He had already decided that he would travel to the far north after the competition.
Soon everyone dispersed; Zhu Zhuqing's breakthrough was undoubtedly good news. Now, Shrek Academy had two Soul Master level experts.
Zhu Zhuqing had just stepped out of the office when she saw Dai Mubai standing at the door.
"Zhuqing, I think we can talk."
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Zhu Zhuqing glanced at him lightly and said coldly, "What's there to talk about between us?"
Her voice was like frost, piercing straight at Dai Mubai.
In Zhu Zhuqing's opinion, Dai Mubai was probably jealous of her improved soul power. Just like Tang San and the others, he wanted to know more about the immortal herbs.
"Ahem." Dai Mubai coughed awkwardly, his smile stiffening.
"Zhuqing, I was foolish enough to abandon you before, but now I've changed my mind. Can we have a proper talk?"
Originally, Dai Mubai had also given up on the struggle for the throne. Although his innate soul power was as high as level nine, the age gap between him and Davis was too great.
Dai Mubai knew clearly that if he forcibly fought for the throne, he would surely die without a burial place.
Therefore, he planned to take the path of military service from the beginning.
Zhu Zhuqing, his nominal fiancée, was dispensable to him. Moreover, her talent was mediocre, and she was too young; she was just a burden.
Now, Zhu Zhuqing's soul power had directly broken through to the Soul Master level, even surpassing his. Dai Mubai was astonished to discover that the two of them now possessed the ability to compete with Davis and Zhu Zhuyun.
That was the throne!
A flame rose in Dai Mubai's heart; he felt that his relationship with Zhu Zhuqing might still be salvageable.
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing's lips curled into a mocking smile, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.
"Change your mind? Dai Mubai, put away your hypocrisy."
She tilted her head slightly, her eyes full of disdain. "You abandoned me? Hmph, that was only because I was too young back then, and left too late."
"You don't think I came to Soto City to chase after you, do you?"
"Ridiculous!"
Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai's shoulders trembled slightly, and he clenched his fists secretly. From childhood to adulthood, he had never begged anyone so humbly. Especially not a woman.
He took a deep breath and said, "Zhu Qing, my leaving the Star Luo Empire wasn't an escape. I've never stopped cultivating my soul power these past years. I'm only two months shy of seventeen, but my soul power has already reached the Soul Master level. Doesn't that prove my hard work?"
"Actually, I'm just waiting for an opportunity. Now, with our combined strength, why can't we give it a shot?"
He took another deep breath and slowly exhaled.
"I know you like that Lu Feng, and I won't interfere. Once I inherit the throne, you'll be the nominal Empress. You can keep as many gigolos as you want then, and I won't interfere."
With that, Dai Mubai slowly loosened his fist. This was the biggest concession he had made, even personally accepting the cuckold's horns.
However, as long as he could ascend the throne, it would all be worth it.
A flash of malice crossed Dai Mubai's eyes. Once he secured his throne, he would have plenty of time to deal with this 'adulterous couple'!
Zhu Zhuqing sneered, mockingly saying, "Oh, really? You're quite the forbearer."
Hearing this, a glint of light appeared in Dai Mubai's eyes, and he nodded, "Indeed! Zhuqing, everything I've done is out of forbearance. Back then, before the founding emperor rose to power..."
"Don't dream!" Zhu Zhuqing interrupted Dai Mubai sharply.
"What do you take me for? A tool?"
"Didn't you always say: women aren't part of the population, they're resources? Why are you begging me so humbly now?"
Zhu Zhuqing sneered, her eyes flashing coldly, "Stop with your hypocritical act, it disgusts me."
With that, she turned and left, leaving Dai Mubai with only a cold, indifferent back.
"Bang!" Dai Mubai slammed his fist heavily against the wall, instantly denting it.
"You bitch!"
Dai Mubai cursed through gritted teeth in his heart.
His anger burned fiercely in his chest, and he secretly vowed: one day, he would make this pair of scoundrels pay the price!
"Mu Bai, you'll have to pay for the damage."
Just then, Flander pushed open the door and frowned upon seeing the messy corridor.
"Yes, Dean." Dai Mu Bai nodded and then turned to leave.
"Sigh, I'd better not get involved in these big family affairs. I don't want to be blocked at the door again." Flander shook his head helplessly as he watched Dai Mu Bai's retreating figure. At
the Heaven Dou Grand Arena, countless shouts and cheers resounded.
The opening ceremony of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, Heaven Dou Empire Division, officially began today.
As the grandest competition in the Soul Master world, from royalty and nobles to commoners, everyone treated this competition as the most important festival. The
arena held over 80,000 spectators, and dozens of VIPs, including Emperor Xue Ye, sat in their seats.
At the very front of the central arena was a dais. Lu Feng sat in the center of the dais, dressed in a striking gold suit.
On either side of him were a male and a female host dressed entirely in silver.
The man was named Owen, one of the Arena's star hosts. The female host was DouDou, the annual best newcomer, directly appointed by the Arena's management.
"Twenty-eight teams from the Heaven Dou City division are competing for five spots in the next round. Mr. Lu, which team do you favor?" Owen's slightly magnetic voice rang out.
Among the hundreds of hosts in the Grand Arena, Owen possessed the most extensive professional knowledge. He was also one of the best commentators to work with Lu Feng.
Lu Feng smiled, "Among the teams in this competition, I do favor one team. Moreover, they have a very good chance of winning the final championship of this tournament."
"Oh?" Owen asked in surprise, "I wonder which team has earned Mr. Lu's favor?"
Lu Feng smiled mysteriously and said, "As for which academy this team belongs to, I cannot reveal that for now."
At this moment, the audience was already buzzing with discussion, speculating which team Lu Feng was referring to.
In the VIP section, Emperor Xue Ye turned slightly and said to Dugu Bo behind him, "I heard that His Majesty Dugu's granddaughter has already broken through to level fifty. A Soul King at less than twenty years old, truly a formidable young talent."
Dugu Bo waved his hand, feigning indifference, and said, "Ah, it's just luck."
His words were nonchalant, but a smirk crept onto his lips.
"Hmph!" At this moment, the old man sitting next to Xue Ye snorted coldly.
The old man wore a long, bright red robe and a five-pointed platinum crown. He was none other than Salas, the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall.
Salas glanced disdainfully at Dugu Bo but remained silent. He had already received news that Dugu Yan had broken through to level fifty. However, he hadn't paid much attention. While
Dugu Yan's talent was undoubtedly strong, it didn't mean that the Heaven Dou Royal Team would win the championship this time.
Salas knew that three members of the Spirit Hall team were hailed as the 'Golden Generation,' and each of them was a Soul King.
"Victory will surely belong to the Spirit Hall!" Salas thought to himself.
Soon, the first team entered the arena. The young Soul Masters stood tall and proud, exuding an air of dominance.
In the Shrek Academy's rest room,
Yu Xiaogang, holding a notebook, emphasized the important points for the preliminaries with a serious expression.
"One last thing... cough cough!"
Yu Xiaogang coughed heavily, looking at the distracted crowd.
At this moment, Ma Hongjun shrugged and couldn't help but say, "Master, this is the third time you've said 'one last thing.' What's so important that you have to bring it up now?"
Yu Xiaogang said sternly, "I've been investigating other teams these past few days. As far as I know, Dugu Yan of the Royal Team is already a Soul King. Isn't that a huge deal?"
"What? A Soul King!" Upon hearing this, the Shrek Academy members were immediately shocked.
Aside from Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong,
Ma Hongjun slumped weakly on the sofa, his eyes vacant. His legs were stretched out, his hands hanging limply at his sides; he looked utterly paralyzed.
Ma Hongjun's current soul power was only level 35; facing a Soul King-level opponent, he doubted he could even last a minute.
The others shared similar concerns. After all, even the strongest member of the team, Zhu Zhuqing, only had level 45 soul power.
"Fatty, don't be discouraged. I'll assist you and make sure you leave with dignity," Ning Rongrong said playfully.
Her father had told her about Dugu Yan long ago, but Ning Rongrong didn't care. In her eyes, this so-called elite competition was nothing more than an entertaining game.
At this moment, Tang San tentatively asked, "Teacher, since you're analyzing tactics with us now, you must have a solution, right?"
Yu Xiaogang patted Tang San's shoulder. "That's right. Soul power level is important, but in my opinion, the most crucial thing in team battles is wisdom. As long as the tactics are used properly, even a Soul King isn't invincible."
Tang San nodded. "Teacher, what are your tactics?"
Yu Xiaogang put his hands behind his back and said loudly, "In the preliminary rounds of the Heaven Dou City division, you five little monsters can only field a maximum of three people at a time in each match."
"Moreover, Ning Rongrong definitely can't play. I will be giving her special training during this period."
"Ah? Only three can play?" Ma Hongjun couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. "Master, even if we go all out, we might not be able to win. If we only field three people, we might as well just admit defeat."
Unexpectedly, Yu Xiaogang nodded and said, "When encountering special teams, it is indeed possible to admit defeat directly."
"Ah?" Even Tang San was stunned this time.
The master calmly said, "Your real opponents are in the qualifying rounds. If you reveal your strength too early, how difficult will the road ahead become?"
After Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, the Shrek Academy members fell silent.
Tang San and Dai Mubai pondered quietly, their expressions serious. Ma Hongjun slumped on the sofa, his eyes vacant. The former Blue Tyrant Academy members seemed quite relaxed; in their view, as long as they did their best, that was enough.
As for Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, one was completely unconcerned, and the other was equally unconcerned.
Tang San thought for a moment and said, "Teacher, I understand. You want us to conserve our strength and make a stunning debut at a crucial moment."
"That's right, especially since I have a secret weapon," Yu Xiaogang said proudly.
"A secret weapon?" Tang San asked doubtfully.
The master patted his prized disciple on the shoulder, "Little San, you're in charge of the tactics on the field, and you'll decide the participants. And your goal is singular: the championship!"
Tang San nodded emphatically, "Master, I understand!"
Just then, the host's voice came from outside: "The last team to perform is Shrek Academy! Their slogan is, 'The champion with no rivals!'"
"Let's go, everyone, it's our turn," Tang San said loudly.
As soon as everyone entered the venue, a burst of laughter erupted from the audience.
The color of Shrek Academy's uniforms was somewhere between yellow and green; to describe it, it was a turquoise green.
Most bizarrely, on each person's back were several large, bright red characters embroidered on them: "Seeking Sponsorship."
"What academy is that? Look at that fat guy, he looks like a ball."
"Shrek? I think it should be 'Shit Shrek.' Hahaha, did they just crawl out of a latrine?"
"Shh, keep your voice down, they are Soul Masters after all. But, they're probably just here to make an appearance."
Zhu Zhuqing ignored the mockery around her, while the others lowered their heads, wishing they could disappear into the ground.
Ning Rongrong hid behind Zhu Zhuqing and whispered, "Zhuqing, why aren't you scared at all?"
"Scared? Why should I be scared?" Zhu Zhuqing asked, puzzled.
She pointed to the crowd around her and said, "What do other people's opinions have to do with me! These people are so indignant now, but if they stood alone in front of me, they probably wouldn't dare to speak loudly."
As soon as she finished speaking, all the Shrek members turned their gazes to her.
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong immediately puffed out her chest, "That's right! Wherever I go, I'm the center of attention."
Tang San and the others also agreed with Zhu Zhuqing's words, and they all strode forward with their heads held high.
However, they only lasted a few seconds before giving up. Tang San was the first to take out a mask and cover his face, and Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun quickly followed suit. Tai Long and his group of four didn't have this equipment, so they could only cover their faces with their hands, looking extremely disheveled.
The entrance ceremony was just a small interlude, and soon the audience's attention turned to the draw ceremony.
"First round of the preliminary rounds: Heaven Dou Royal Academy Vice Team vs. Shrek Academy."
On the sidelines, Ma Hongjun cracked his knuckles, making a series of popping sounds. "Great, the first match is ours. Let's show them what real strength is."
Tang San, however, wore a wry smile. Becoming the center of attention on the very first day of the competition was somewhat contrary to Grandmaster's plan.
Soon, the two teams stepped onto the arena.
To conceal their strength, Zhu Zhuqing did not participate. In Tang San's plan, she and Ning Rongrong would be the team's last trump card.
At this moment, Ma Hongjun carefully counted the members of the opposing team and asked in confusion, "Huh, why do they only have six people?"
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"Damn, that's too arrogant!"
Dai Mubai stood on the field, veins bulging on his forehead, exuding an invisible killing intent.
The Shrek Academy members' eyes were filled with anger. After all, the Royal Fighting Vice Team only sent six people to fight, which, in their eyes, was undoubtedly a blatant provocation and insult!
On the host's platform.
"Six against seven? This match is really interesting. Host Lu, what do you think?" Owen leaned forward slightly, his eyes flashing with excitement, and said with great interest.
The rules of the Soul Master Competition clearly stipulate that the maximum number of people in a team battle is seven. However, there is no mandatory requirement that the number of people on both sides be equal.
With years of hosting experience, Owen keenly sensed that this match might be the biggest highlight of this competition.
A slight smile appeared on Lu Feng's lips as he slowly stood up from his chair.
He raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the entire arena, and slowly spoke, "The true protagonists often appear last."
As he finished speaking, his soul power rippled outwards like waves. With a light touch of his feet, like an elegant bird, he traced an arc through the air and landed steadily on the fighting stage.
"Wow!" A deafening gasp erupted from the audience.
"It's him, Mr. Lu, the host!" A fat spectator, his face flushed with excitement, shouted at the top of his lungs.
"What? Who is he?" A thin spectator next to him looked puzzled, clearly unfamiliar with this suddenly appearing figure.
"Oh well, anyway, he's awesome!" The fat man waved his hand impatiently, his eyes glued to Lu Feng on the stage, afraid of missing a single detail.
Owen, standing on the hosting platform, shook his head helplessly at the scene.
This colleague's ability to create buzz was simply unparalleled in the hosting world.
Owen knew that after this match, Lu Feng's name would undoubtedly cause a stir throughout Tiandou City, becoming the focus of discussion in every street and alley.
On the arena, in the Royal Team's camp, Lu Feng stood alone in the front row. Behind him, the six team members consciously spaced a few steps apart, lined up neatly, like stars surrounding the moon.
His magnificent all-gold attire shimmered dazzlingly in the sunlight. Instantly, all eyes were focused on him.
In the VIP seats, Emperor Xueye smiled, looking at the spirited Lu Feng on the arena, his eyes full of admiration, "Young people are indeed full of vigor and vitality."
After speaking, he turned slightly to Prince Xuexing beside him and asked gently, "Xuexing, do you know which school this student comes from?"
"Ah?" Prince Xuexing looked bewildered upon hearing this.
As the head of the Tiandou Royal Academy, he knew the members of both participating teams of the academy very well. But he had no recollection of Lu Feng before him.
He had never even heard of him in the academy.
However, Prince Xue Xing, being a seasoned official, reacted quickly. He soon regained his composure, his face beaming with smiles, and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, every student in the academy is a pillar of the empire's future."
Ning Fengzhi, a mysterious smile playing on his lips, bowed to Emperor Xue Ye and said, "Your Majesty, I happen to know this student. His name is Lu Feng. With his strength, he will surely bring Your Majesty unexpected surprises."
"Oh?" Salas, who had been indifferent, suddenly had a glint of light in his eyes upon hearing this. "Sect Master Ning, could this Lu Feng be a disciple of your sect?"
Ning Fengzhi remained calm and unhurried, saying, "This is an internal matter of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. It seems to have nothing to do with Your Excellency Salas."
Salas's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a gloomy expression.
He snorted coldly, and the two men's gazes clashed fiercely before Emperor Xueye, the air thick with an invisible tension.
Emperor Xueye, noticing the tense atmosphere, frowned slightly and tried to smooth things over: "There's no need for this, gentlemen. Everything will be clear after this competition."
Salas bowed slightly, looking at Emperor Xueye, his tone calm: "Your Majesty is right. Let's watch the match then."
Sitting in the second row, Xue Qinghe gripped the armrests tightly, his face grim.
He gritted his teeth inwardly: "Why did he cause such a commotion again? Damn it, that old bastard Xueye noticed him again. If I had known this would happen, I should have just kidnapped him and taken him back to the Spirit Hall!"
Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, the referee on the arena announced loudly: "The first match of the first round of the preliminary rounds officially begins!"
Similar to the rules of ordinary spirit battles, the competition gave both sides one minute to prepare and activate their spirits.
On Shrek Academy's side, Dai Mubai stared coldly at Lu Feng, his eyes filled with complex emotions—
excitement mixed with a hint of apprehension.
"It's him again!"
Dai Mubai clenched his fists, knuckles white, as images of his past encounters with Lu Feng involuntarily flashed through his mind.
In one-on-one duels, the two had fought fiercely for dozens of rounds, yet he had always been defeated.
However, this was a team battle, the rules and environment completely different.
A sly glint flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes. In his view, while Lu Feng's individual strength was formidable, he knew all too well the strength of the other members of Huangdou Academy. A bunch of spoiled brats.
This match, he would avenge his defeat!
Dai Mubai suddenly stretched out his arms, letting out a deafening roar: "Brothers, activate your spirits! White Tiger Possession!"
In an instant, four spirit rings—two yellow and two purple—brightly illuminated his body, radiating light.
Standing beside him, Tailong and Huang Yuan simultaneously released three spirit rings—two yellow and one purple—from their bodies. A deep, shimmering light swirled around them, revealing powerful fluctuations in spirit energy.
The formidable auras of the three offensive spirit masters intertwined, spreading outwards like a surging tide, causing the surrounding air to vibrate.
Tang San stood steadily in the center of the group, Blue Silver Grass sprouting from the ground around him, its slender blades swaying gently in the wind.
Three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, floated slowly above his head.
At the same time, Ma Hongjun, Jing Ling, and Jiang Zhu behind him also released their spirit rings.
The seven of them, all with top-tier spirit ring configurations, combined with Dai Mubai's Soul Master strength, showcased the formidable power of the Shrek Academy team.
However, their comical attire and formidable strength created a stark contrast, making it hard not to laugh.
In the audience, Huo Wushuang crossed his arms, a mocking smile on his face, and said, "Interesting, Blue Silver Grass can actually be cultivated to level thirty?"
Huo Wu snorted, a hint of contempt flashing in her eyes: "Hmph, if their control type relies solely on the Blue Silver Grass spirit, then that's perfect news for us."
The two exchanged a knowing glance and smiled knowingly.
Fire element naturally counters plant spirits; in their eyes, this control-type spirit master from Shrek Academy was their biggest weakness.
At this moment, Huo Wu suddenly pointed at the arena and exclaimed in surprise, "Brother, isn't that the host from last time?"
Huo Wushuang looked at the four spirit rings shining around Lu Feng and nodded.
"That's right. This host has a unique understanding of martial spirits. I didn't expect him to be from the Royal Academy. It seems that these noble children aren't all incompetent."
"Attack—" Dai Mubai's roar rang out like a bell, instantly breaking the brief silence on the field.
Both sides had one Spirit Master paired with six Spirit Venerables, seemingly evenly matched. Dai Mubai knew that he was no match for Lu Feng in a one-on-one fight, but his teammates were far stronger than the group of noble children on the other side.
Dai Mubai took the lead, his muscles bulging instantly, like inflating balloons, veins popping out, like a ferocious beast about to hunt.
He roared to the sky and directly activated his third spirit ring skill—White Tiger Vajra Transformation.
In an instant, his body was enveloped in a layer of golden light, his fur became thicker and harder, and his originally sharp heterochromatic eyes were now filled with even more intimidating power.
At the same time, Huang Yuan's third soul ring skill activated. His skill, somewhat similar to Dai Mubai's, was called "Heavenly Wolf Transformation." Although its amplification effect was slightly inferior, it still instantly increased attack power and speed by fifty percent.
The two immediately activated their millennium soul skills, an aggressive approach that greatly surprised everyone.
After all, using such a high-consumption soul skill at the start would put them in a very passive position if successfully blocked by their opponent.
However, instead of charging forward as expected, they chose to use ranged soul skills.
Dai Mubai's soul power surged, and he roared, "Fourth Soul Skill, White Tiger Meteor Shower!"
As his shout fell, all the tiger stripes on his strong body instantly turned a dazzling gold.
With a roar, golden light burst forth.
Centered on his body, countless fist-sized golden orbs streaked across the sky like meteors, carrying a destructive aura, instantly locking onto their opponents and bombarding them relentlessly.
On the other side, Huang Yuan's soul power surged, his first soul skill shone brightly, and a strong white light condensed in his mouth. The next moment, a torrent of energy erupted.
Simultaneously, Ma Hongjun and Jing Ling circled around to the left and right.
Ma Hongjun spewed forth a torrent of flames, the raging fire instantly distorting the surrounding air, creating a terrifying heatwave.
Jing Ling's spiritual power surged, two bone blades spinning rapidly in his hands, creating a fierce whirlwind that hurtled towards Lu Feng's body.
"What a fierce attack!"
Huo Wu, standing in the audience, watched the Shrek Seven Devils' movements, her brows furrowed.
Leaving aside the power of the Shrek Seven Devils' soul skills, the sheer coordination between their actions was enough to show that this team had undergone extensive training and practice.
"If their support Soul Master possesses an amplification-type Soul Skill, then things will be tricky." Huo Wushuang's eyes flickered thoughtfully.
As a core member of Blazing Academy, he was all too familiar with Shrek Academy's "Soul Skill Earth-Washing" attack.
This style of fighting was extremely lethal and was Blazing Academy's specialty.
On the arena, facing Shrek Academy's overwhelming Soul Power attack, the Royal Academy students were thrown into disarray.
Their Martial Souls were all powerful offensive beast Martial Souls like tigers, bears, and leopards, and they were used to close combat. Their first reaction to the enemy's ranged attack was to dodge.
However, just as they were about to activate their Soul Skills to evade, they were horrified to find that a dense mass of Blue Silver Grass had sprouted beneath their feet.
These Blue Silver Grasses, like agile pythons, instantly wrapped tightly around their legs.
Everyone subconsciously tried to break free, but to their surprise, these seemingly weak Blue Silver Grasses were incredibly tough, and no matter how hard they tried, they could not break free.
Left with no other choice, they could only activate their soul skills again to clear away the annoying weeds at their feet.
However, this delay caused them to miss their best opportunity to dodge.
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion rang out.
The Royal Academy students, unable to dodge in time, were thrown about by the powerful soul force.
Explosions echoed one after another, and thick shockwaves rippled outwards like surging waves. Thick smoke and dust quickly filled the entire area, accompanied by cries of pain.
To be fair, the Royal Academy students were not weak; their soul power all exceeded level thirty-five.
If the two sides clashed head-on, using conventional soldier-to-soldier or general-to-general combat, Shrek Academy, even if victorious, would likely face a grueling and protracted battle.
But Shrek Academy's tactics were clearly more aggressive and daring, giving their opponents no chance to breathe from the very beginning.
They all unleashed their strongest soul skills without reservation; the immense power that erupted instantly overwhelmed their opponents before they could even react, completely engulfing them in a storm of attacks.
A moment later, the billowing dust gradually dissipated.
The Royal Academy team members lay sprawled on the ground, covered in blood, groaning in agony—a truly gruesome scene.
Only Lu Feng, relying on his immense strength, had withstood the full force of Shrek Academy's attack.
At this moment, his third spirit ring shone brilliantly, golden light emanating from his body, and a surge of powerful spirit energy erupted like a raging tide, spreading outwards.
He stood proudly in place, completely unharmed. The formidable strength of a Spirit Master was on full display at this moment.
The entire Great Spirit Arena was utterly silent.
The outcome of this match was truly unexpected, utterly predictable—a one-sided massacre.
Although Lu Feng stood on the field, he faced seven opponents from Shrek Academy.
One against seven?
The audience found it hard to believe; how could one person possibly win this match? In
the VIP section, the atmosphere was suffocatingly tense.
"Hmph!" Emperor Xueye's face was ashen, his eyes wide with rage, his gaze like a knife landing on Prince Xuexing.
"This is the pillar of talent you painstakingly nurtured?"
His voice was filled with fury, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.
"I..." Prince Xuexing opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, his face turning pale and then red, filled with embarrassment.
Salas sat to the side, a hint of schadenfreude flashing in his eyes.
The prestigious Second Team of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy had actually been utterly defeated by a previously unknown Soul Master team in just one minute—this was an absolute disgrace.
Just then, Salas's previously narrowed eyes suddenly widened, their light blazing as he stared intently at Lu Feng.
On the field, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from Lu Feng's body, as if he were enveloped in a layer of holy radiance.
"This is..." Salas's hands, resting on his knees, clenched unconsciously.
His gaze was filled with doubt, shock, and even an indescribable reverence.
He was all too familiar with that holy aura. He
had encountered it when he was appointed Platinum Bishop of Heaven Dou City, back in the Spirit Hall.
This aura didn't come from the Pope,
nor from the High Priest .
It originated from that solemn and majestic angel statue!
Xue Qinghe's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze fixed on the arena like a hawk's.
At this moment, he no longer cared that Lu Feng was exposed to the eyes of Heaven Dou's higher-ups.
Xue Qinghe secretly made a decision: as long as Lu Feng entered the finals and stepped into Spirit City, he would kidnap him.
On the arena, Dai Mubai's gaze was like lightning, coldly sweeping across the audience, his eyes seemingly declaring to everyone: who is the true strongman?
Jiang Zhu, according to plan, prepared to treat the injured members of the opposing team, to prevent them from being judged for violating the rules due to their injuries being too severe.
Just then, Tang San's loud shout rang out: "Get out of the way!"
Lu Feng's fourth spirit ring shone brightly, its surging spirit power like a giant wave, carrying a devastating force that crashed down upon the Shrek Academy team.
Jiang Zhu hadn't even had time to react when she felt an overwhelming surge of spirit power.
"Boom!" The immense impact instantly sent her flying; her vision went black, and she lost consciousness.
Silence.
A deathly silence enveloped the entire Great Spirit Arena.
All 80,000 spectators held their breath, the arena so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The Shrek team's earlier barrage of spirit skills, like a whirlwind, had been a true visual feast.
However, Lu Feng's punch showcased the ultimate in violent aesthetics, instantly overturning everyone's understanding.
"Wow!" In an instant, the audience erupted in a deafening uproar, like a lake ripped by a boulder.
No one had expected the situation to change so drastically in the blink of an eye.
"Brother, if you activate your third soul skill, can you withstand that attack?" Huo Wu asked Huo Wushuang beside her, her expression grave and her voice tinged with worry.
Huo Wushuang's lips remained tightly pressed together, offering no answer to his sister's question. His furrowed brows and grave expression already provided the answer.
In the VIP section, Emperor Xueye laughed heartily, "Hahaha, Xuexing, you've nurtured an invaluable talent for the Empire!"
Prince Xuexing nodded hastily in agreement, then turned to a nearby attendant and beckoned, lowering his voice to instruct, "Find this student's information immediately. Be quick, and get it to me within ten minutes."
On the arena, not a single member of the Shrek Academy team remained standing.
Huang Yuan, Jing Ling, Jiang Zhu, and Ma Hongjun were blasted off the stage by the powerful impact, unconscious.
Tailong and Dai Mubai lay sprawled on the ground, barely retaining a sliver of consciousness thanks to their thick skin.
Tang San, covered in blood, used all his strength to slowly look at Lu Feng, trembling as he raised his finger.
"You...you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Tang San's eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
At this moment, the referee finally came to his senses. He looked at the arena with lingering fear.
It was too tragic.
Of the fourteen team members, only one was still standing on the stage.
Even in the Grand Arena, such a brutal scene is rare. He stared at Lu Feng in shock; was this person really just an ordinary student?
The referee took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.
Just as he was about to announce the result, Yu Xiaogang, frantic with worry, rushed towards the arena, shouting loudly.
"Referee, I want to complain! This isn't a competition; it's murder! They've seriously violated the rules; I demand they be declared the loser!"
(End of Chapter)
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