Chapter 62 Lu Minglan Silver Emperor! Bloodline Suppression! Plant Emperor!
"Good!"
Ning Rongrong responded excitedly.
The three of them walked onto the drawing table together, immediately attracting the attention of many people.
The combination of one man and two women is simply too eye-catching.
Lu Ming has a handsome face and a calm demeanor.
Zhu Zhuqing has a hot figure and a cold expression.
Ning Rongrong is charming and adorable, with a captivating spirit.
Ignoring the stares around him, Lu Ming casually pulled a bamboo stick from the divination tube.
He glanced down and saw four characters neatly engraved on the bamboo skewer.
College of Botany.
Back in the group, Ning Rongrong curiously leaned over to look at the name on the signature and blinked.
"Plant Academy? Judging from the name... are all their martial souls plant-based? How strong are they?"
Zhu Zhuqing also cast an inquiring glance, as she didn't know much about the Soul Master Academy of the Heaven Dou Empire.
Lu Ming handed the bamboo skewer to Liu Erlong, who was standing to the side, and explained calmly:
"Their team members are all women, and their martial souls are indeed all plant-based. They are skilled in controlling and coordinating various plants, making them a formidable team."
He added a sentence.
"Their captain is named Yao Zi, a level 44 control-type Soul Master. Her martial soul is the Ghost Vine, which is extremely troublesome."
Ning Rongrong couldn't help but stick out her tongue upon hearing this.
"It sounds impressive, but we've run into a tough opponent right away."
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes instantly became focused, showing no fear but instead igniting a fighting spirit.
Only strong teams are worth challenging.
While waiting for the match to officially begin, Lu Ming's mind stirred, and he sank into his sea of consciousness.
On the virtual screen of the chat group, countless messages were scrolling rapidly, clearly indicating a lively atmosphere.
He discovered that the women in the group were also discussing the same thing enthusiastically.
[Little Witch: It's started! It's started! The All-Continent Soul Master Tournament has finally begun! I'm so excited!]
[So cute bunny: Wow! So many people! I wonder if Shrek and his friends will participate in the competition.]
[Gentle Fire Dragon: It's so exciting! I really want to be there to cheer them on!]
[His Holiness: Ha, just a bunch of children playing house, what's so interesting about that?]
[I have no mother: His Holiness the Pope is high above, holding power over the world, and naturally looks down on the pleasures of us mortals.]
Qian Renxue calmly uttered a sentence, her words carrying a subtle hint of sarcasm.
[Your Holiness: You!]
[Little Witch: Oh dear, Your Holiness, please don't be angry. You have no idea how lively it was! A sea of people, the shouts were deafening! It's a pity you're so far away in Martial Soul City that you couldn't see it in person.]
As everyone was chatting happily, the referee's loud voice rang out in the center of the Great Soul Arena.
"First round of the qualifiers, first match!"
"Blue Tyrant Academy Team vs. Plant Academy Team!"
"Boys, please come onto the field!"
Lu Ming withdrew his consciousness from his sea of consciousness and calmly glanced at the two girls beside him.
"They're gone."
He said it casually, then took the lead and walked towards the main battle arena in the center.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing followed closely behind.
The three of them stepped onto the spacious battle arena and immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.
Opposite them, seven girls in grass-green team uniforms had already stood in place, their expressions arrogant and their eyes scrutinizing.
The girl in the lead was pretty and tall; she was Yao Zi, the captain of the Plant Academy.
She crossed her arms, raised her chin slightly, and spoke in a condescending tone.
"Blue Tyrant Academy?"
"I advise you to just admit defeat."
These words caused an uproar in the audience.
Trying to persuade someone to surrender before the fighting even starts?
This plant college is so arrogant!
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong almost burst out laughing in anger.
"ha?"
"You're really something else. The match hasn't even started yet, and you're already telling us to admit defeat?"
She put her hands on her hips and retorted without any politeness.
"You all think far too highly of yourselves!"
Yao Zi chuckled lightly, a hint of disdain in her eyes.
"I'm doing this for your own good."
Her gaze swept over Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, finally settling on Lu Ming, who had an indifferent expression.
"I am Yao Zi, a level 44 control-type Soul Master. And you are just three little guys who aren't even Soul Masters."
"This is only the first match of the qualifiers. If you get injured by accident, it will affect the later matches, which would be terrible."
Her words, though seemingly well-intentioned, were actually full of condescending charity and arrogance.
Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful face remained expressionless as she coldly uttered a few words.
"It's still uncertain who will win and who will lose."
"Ungrateful."
Yao Zi's smile vanished, and her expression turned cold.
"Since you insist on humiliating yourselves, don't blame us for being impolite!"
Seeing that the tension between the two sides was escalating, the referee immediately announced the verdict in a loud voice.
"Both sides, prepare!"
"The match begins!"
The moment the words fell, the soul power of the seven girls on Yao Zi's side suddenly erupted!
"Ghost Vine!"
"Man-eating flower!"
"Thorn grass!"
In an instant, seven plant-based martial souls with distinct styles appeared simultaneously on the battle stage, with countless vines, flowers, and thorns rising from the ground and enveloping their figures.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple!
Four spirit rings rose from Yao Zi's body, the optimal spirit ring combination, which drew gasps from the audience.
Their strength is truly formidable!
Yao Zi's gaze, sharp as a sword, shot towards Lu Ming, who remained motionless, carrying a hint of provocation.
"What? Scared?"
"They don't even dare to release their Martial Soul?"
She sneered.
"I've heard that your martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. Let me see what's so special about it!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Ming's face remained calm and composed.
He slowly raised his right hand.
There was no dazzling light, nor any powerful fluctuation of soul power.
A small grass, its entire body like a blue crystal carving, with fine golden veins on its leaves, swayed quietly in his palm.
Blue Silver Emperor!
The moment the Blue Silver Emperor appeared, a sudden change occurred!
Across from them, the faces of the seven girls from the Plant Academy turned deathly pale instantly!
They were horrified to discover that their prized martial spirits—the ferocious ghost vines and the hideous man-eating flowers—had vanished.
At this moment, it was as if it had encountered its natural enemy, and it began to tremble violently, even uncontrollably trying to shrink back into its body!
A shiver, originating from the depths of their blood and soul, spread throughout their entire bodies!
That is the absolute obedience of the inferior to the superior, and of the subjects to the monarch!
"What...what is this?"
Yao Zi's voice trembled. Her eyes widened as she looked at her once fierce Ghost Vine Martial Soul, which was now as docile as a small snake, crawling on the ground, trembling.
"Impossible! My Ghost Vine... is afraid?"
She screamed, completely unable to comprehend what was happening before her eyes.
"You... what exactly is your martial spirit?!"
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