Chapter 63 Lu Ming's Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring Revealed! A Sensation Arises at the Arena! Dai Mubai is a Trash!
Yao Zi suddenly looked up, staring intently at Lu Ming, her eyes filled with fear and confusion.
Looking at her distraught appearance, Lu Ming spoke slowly with an indifferent gaze.
"Blue Silver".
Before he could finish speaking, a thought struck him.
Three soul rings quietly rose from beneath his feet.
The first one is yellow, a hundred-year soul ring.
The second one is yellow, a hundred-year soul ring.
The students from the Plant Academy had just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that their opponents were nothing special.
However, when the third spirit ring appeared, the entire world seemed to freeze at that moment.
It was a... deep, dark, ominous, and terrifying aura...
Black Soul Ring!
A ten-thousand-year-old soul ring!
Buzz—!
The moment the black halo was fully revealed, a vast and powerful soul force swept across the entire Soul Arena, centered on Lu Ming!
Yao Zi's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of a pinhead.
Her mouth was wide open, and it felt like something was blocking her throat, so she couldn't say a word.
The six team members behind her felt their legs go weak, and some even collapsed to the ground, their faces blank and dazed.
What did they see?
A black... third spirit ring?
quiet.
A deathly silence.
The once bustling and noisy Soul Arena was now so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Tens of thousands of spectators, whether commoners or nobles, were all frozen in place, maintaining various poses without moving.
All eyes were fixed on the black halo, their gazes filled with shock and confusion.
Immediately afterwards, the deathly silence was shattered by a sudden, loud voice.
"A ten-thousand-year soul ring?!"
In the VIP section, Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, could no longer maintain his refined and composed demeanor and suddenly stood up from his seat!
For the first time, the usually expressionless faces of Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong beside him showed emotion.
"The third spirit ring... is it ten thousand years?"
Emperor Xue Ye of the Heavenly Dou Empire leaned forward, gripping the armrests of his throne tightly, his majestic face filled with astonishment.
"This...how is this possible?!"
The Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, also known as Qian Renxue, had a storm raging in the depths of his gentle eyes, but she quickly suppressed it.
And in Shrek Academy's team.
The theoretical master Yu Xiaogang froze completely.
The color drained from his face instantly, his lips trembled, and he muttered to himself over and over again.
"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible... This violates the ironclad rule of the Soul Master world... the limit of absorbing Soul Rings..."
His lifelong pride in his theory was shattered at this moment by that black halo!
Tang San stared intently at Lu Ming on the stage, his fingernails digging deep into his palms, oblivious to the blood flowing out.
Jealousy, anger, and a hint of fear that he himself was unwilling to admit were growing wildly in his heart.
The third spirit ring is ten thousand years!
What kind of monster is this guy?!
After a brief moment of deathly silence, the entire Great Soul Arena erupted in cheers!
"Black! It's a black spirit ring!!"
"My God! What am I seeing? The third one is a ten-thousand-year spirit ring?! Am I dreaming?!"
"A monster! This is definitely a monster!"
A terrifying wave of exclamations, discussions, and screams surged forth, nearly lifting the dome of the Great Soul Arena!
Amidst the deafening roar, Lu Ming remained indifferent, as if everything before him was irrelevant.
His gaze calmly fell on the seven girls on the fighting stage who had lost their will to fight.
"it's over."
He uttered three words softly.
With a slight thought, the third black ten-thousand-year soul ring on the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul in his palm suddenly lit up!
"Third Soul Skill, Blue Silver Overlord Binding!"
In an instant, the ground shook.
Countless blue silver grass vines, as thick as an arm and shimmering with a dark luster, burst forth from the ground, like giant black pythons that had come to life, and surged madly toward the seven students from the Plant Academy with an unparalleled momentum!
The speed and momentum were so great that the opponent had no chance to react at all!
"No--!"
Yao Zi let out a terrified scream as she tried to use her soul power to defend herself.
However, he discovered that his martial soul was unable to mobilize any power under the pressure of the Blue Silver Emperor.
The other six were even more ashen-faced, and could only watch helplessly as the black vines engulfed them.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Seven muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously.
The seven members of the Plant Academy were instantly bound like dumplings by the domineering Blue Silver Grass vines, hoisted high, and then slammed heavily onto the hard surface of the Soul Arena, where they all lost consciousness.
One move.
The battle ended in a single move.
The entire process took no more than three seconds.
An eerie silence fell over the entire venue once again, as everyone stared in disbelief at the scene unfolding on stage.
In her last moments before falling into a coma, Yao Zi mustered all her strength to squeeze out a sentence filled with endless confusion and despair.
"How...how could you...be so strong?!"
The next second, deafening cheers completely ignited the entire stadium!
"We won! Blue Tyrant Academy won!"
"My god! One-hit kill! Is this the monster with a third spirit ring that's ten thousand years old?!"
"That's too strong! It's a complete crushing defeat!"
In the VIP section, Ning Fengzhi could no longer sit still. He leaned forward, his hands gripping the railing, his voice filled with shock.
"Lu Ming... this young man actually defeated the Plant Academy team, known for its control and resilience, in a single move!"
"His strength far exceeds the realm of Soul Master!"
In the preparation area of Blue Tyrant Academy, Ning Rongrong jumped up and down excitedly, and hugged Zhu Zhuqing next to her.
"Zhuqing! Did you see that?! The captain is amazing!"
"Um."
Zhu Zhuqing responded softly, but her gaze never left the tall, upright figure in the center of the Soul Arena.
"Captain, indeed... unparalleled."
She murmured softly, her clear eyes sparkling with wonder.
This man was so powerful, so composed.
Just standing there gives people a sense of unbreakable security.
It was as if the sky would never fall as long as he was there.
Zhu Zhuqing's heart began to pound uncontrollably.
She subconsciously compared Lu Ming to Dai Mubai.
The man who once gave her hope, but now only evoked disgust, seemed like a worthless lump of mud, a complete waste, in the shadow of Lu Ming's brilliance.
This is what a true powerhouse is!
The difference between people is too great.
Compared to Lu Ming, Dai Mubai's dissolute and extravagant lifestyle is worlds apart!
(End of chapter)