Two people, one on the left and one on the right, one far and one near, coordinated perfectly, instantly sealing off all of Lu Ming's escape routes.
Facing this coordinated attack that cut off all retreat and aimed for a one-hit kill, there was not the slightest ripple on Lu Ming's face.
Mere Spirit Elders in their thirties, in front of him, a forty-fourth-level Spirit Ancestor, were nothing more than mongrels.
"Is this all you've got?"
Lu Ming spoke softly. His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of Dai Mubai and the other two.
The moment his words fell.
Hum—
A powerful, irresistible aura erupted from within his body!
Yellow! Yellow! Black!
Three spirit rings rose suddenly from beneath his feet!
The first two spirit rings were standard hundred-year spirit rings, emitting a bright yellow halo.
However, when the third spirit ring appeared, the pupils of Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar contracted to the extreme in an instant!
That was a deep, dark black spirit ring that seemed capable of swallowing all light!
Circles of black halos radiated outward, carrying an ancient and majestic pressure, causing the surrounding air to freeze.
Dai Mubai's unstoppable tiger claws and Ma Hongjun's burning, oppressive Phoenix Fire Wire stopped abruptly less than half a meter from Lu Ming's body.
It wasn't that they wanted to stop, but the terrifying pressure from the ten-thousand-year spirit ring made their spirit power stagnate, and their movements instantly stiffened!
"Ten... ten-thousand-year spirit ring?!"
Dai Mubai's eyes widened, his evil eyes filled with horror and shock, his voice changing pitch due to extreme shock.
Oscar was so scared his face turned pale, the Sausage in his hand falling to the ground. His lips trembled as he stammered:
"And... and the third spirit ring... is actually a ten-thousand-year spirit ring!"
On Ma Hongjun's fat face, resentment and ferocity had long been replaced by a blank slate. He screamed as if he had seen a ghost.
"This is impossible!"
"Didn't Grandmaster say that a Spirit Master's body has a limit, and only upon advancing to Spirit King can the fifth spirit ring be a ten-thousand-year spirit ring?!"
"You're only in your thirties! How could you possibly absorb a ten-thousand-year spirit ring?!"
"Fake! This must be fake!"
The World view of the three of them was completely subverted at this moment, shattered into nothingness!
Yu Xiaogang's theories had long been irrefutable truths in their hearts, the bible of the Spirit Master's world.
But the scene before them was like a loud slap, fiercely striking their faces, and even the face of the Grandmaster they worshiped!
"Noisy."
Lu Ming spat out two words lightly.
He didn't even use any Spirit Ability, just simply stretched his limbs, causing a burst of crackling bone sounds.
The next instant, his figure disappeared from where he stood.
Bang!
A muffled sound.
Dai Mubai only felt an irresistible force coming from his chest. His pride and joy, the "White Tiger Barrier" and "White Tiger Vajra Transformation," shattered instantly as if made of paper.
His whole body, like a kite with a broken string, flew backward, crashing through several bowl-thick trees along the way before falling heavily to the ground and spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
"Mubai!" Oscar exclaimed.
However, before he could finish speaking, a hand had already gripped Ma Hongjun's neck, lifting his fat body into mid-air with one hand.
"Ugh..."
The flames on Ma Hongjun's body extinguished instantly. He kicked his feet wildly, his face turning liver-colored, but he couldn't break free from that hand, which felt like iron pliers.
Lu Ming looked at him expressionlessly, his other hand clenched into a fist, punching out plainly.
Bang!
The fist hit Ma Hongjun's abdomen squarely.
Ma Hongjun's body curled up like a shrimp, and he even vomited his previous night's meal. He was punched off the ground, finally falling together with Dai Mubai.
"Your turn."
Lu Ming turned his head to look at Oscar, who was already scared silly.
"Don't... don't hit me!"
Oscar was scared out of his wits and turned to run.
But as a food system Spirit Master, how could he outrun Lu Ming?
Lu Ming just flashed and appeared in front of him, a whip kick accurately striking his back.
"Ah—!"
Oscar let out a miserable scream, drawing a parabola in the air, landing accurately on top of Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, forming a "human pile."
The whole process, swift and sudden, took only a few seconds.
Dai Mubai struggled to climb up from the ground, looking at the unscathed Lu Ming, his evil eyes full of shock.
"The three of us joined forces... and we still weren't his match..."
Ma Hongjun clutched his stomach, his face twisted in pain, his eyes full of fear.
"And... and he didn't even use a spirit ring, and we were completely routed..."
Oscar lay on top, his bones feeling like they were about to fall apart, his heart filled with stormy waves.
"To think I previously thought he was a nepotism hire, thinking he wasn't even qualified to be our substitute... I didn't expect him to be this strong?!"
They couldn't understand how a Spirit Master whose Spirit was Blue Silver Grass could be this strong!
Lu Ming walked slowly to the three of them, looking down at them.
"Want to cripple me?"
He stepped on Ma Hongjun's hand, applying slight pressure.
Crack!
"Ahhh! My hand! My hand is broken!" Ma Hongjun let out a pig-like howl.
Lu Ming stepped on Dai Mubai's leg again.
Crack!
"Ugh!"
Dai Mubai groaned, beads of cold sweat rolling down his forehead, gritting his teeth tightly without making a sound.
"You, are you worthy?"
Lu Ming's voice was very light, but it carried a bone-chilling coldness.
"Spare... spare us! We were wrong! We won't dare again!"
Oscar completely collapsed, wailing and begging for mercy.
Lu Ming didn't even bother to look at them again, lifted his foot, and kicked the pile of three people casually.
Bang!
Three figures turned into parabolas again, kicked far away, and disappeared at the end of the small woods.
Leaving behind a series of fading screams.
Lu Ming dusted off the non-existent dust on his sleeves, put away his spirit ring, as if he had just done a trivial thing.
He turned and strode away towards the dormitory.
...
When Lu Ming pushed open his dormitory door, he couldn't help but be stunned.
The room was very quiet, with only the sound of even breathing.
Moonlight spilled in through the window, illuminating a corner of the room.
On his bed, a graceful figure lay on her side.
A head of fiery red long hair spread out on the pillow like a waterfall, forming a sharp contrast with the snow-white pillowcase.
The person who came was Liu Erlong.
She seemed to have waited for a long time and had fallen asleep unknowingly.
She lay on her side, the curves of her body outlined vividly under the moonlight, her mature and full figure full of amazing temptation.
One long, straight, beautiful leg was slightly curled, while the other was draped casually.
Under the hem of her skirt, a section of snow-white, delicate calf was exposed to the air, her skin seeming to glow with a moist luster under the moonlight.