Chapter 257 Bibi Dong is shocked!
Bibi Dong watched as Lu Ming gradually approached.
The boy was tall and upright.
As the distance between the two shortened, Lu Ming's strong masculine aura wafted over them.
Bibi Dong was used to looking down on others from a high position.
But now.
Lu Ming had already walked up to her.
The two were less than half a meter apart.
Lu Ming was taller than her, and his eyes were looking down at her.
Bibi Dong's breath hitched slightly.
Faced with Lu Ming's increasingly aggressive stance.
This usually imposing pope actually instinctively wanted to step back.
Her fair, delicate feet moved back half a step on the carpet.
I was just about to create some distance between us.
But her back slammed directly into something hard.
It is the back of a carved wooden chair.
She was blocked.
There was no way to retreat.
Seeing this, Lu Ming took another step forward.
This completely trapped Bibi Dong in the narrow space between herself and the back of the chair.
Lu Ming's tall and straight figure came to a steady stop in front of him.
The distance between the two was less than a hand's width.
The burning heat of the young man's body pierced through the thin air and landed directly on Bibi Dong's skin.
Bibi Dong could even clearly sense the fiery masculine aura emanating from the other party.
The heat, like an invisible raging fire, instantly enveloped her.
Bibi Dong's delicate body suddenly stiffened.
Her perfect figure, wrapped in a silk dress, tensed uncontrollably at that moment.
At the high slit of the skirt, her fair and plump legs, with their taut muscles, presented an extremely alluring line.
Because she wasn't wearing shoes, her jade-like feet, stepping on the pure white velvet carpet, arched upwards instantly.
The round, pink toes curled up tightly, sinking into the soft down.
Ever since she sat on the supreme throne of the Spirit Hall Pope, she has lived this long.
No one had ever dared to get this close to her.
No one dared to use such a condescending and oppressive posture to pin her firmly against a chair!
This is an unprecedented offense.
A blatant offense!
Bibi Dong's high breasts began to heave rapidly, her black V-neck silk dress swaying with them, and large expanses of snow-white skin dazzled the eye under the dim yellow light.
A surge of intense anger welled up within her.
But deep within this anger, in the depths of her heart that she herself vehemently denied, a strange sense of dread rose uncontrollably.
This is a faint tremor that the body instinctively produces when suppressed by an absolutely dominant masculine aura.
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and raised her snow-white chin.
"presumptuous!"
Bibi Dong shouted angrily.
She would never allow anyone to challenge the authority that belonged to the Pope.
The moment the voice fell, an overwhelming surge of soul power erupted from her graceful body.
The aura of an unparalleled expert exploded like a tangible storm within this luxurious and private side hall.
The carpet fibers were all flattened.
The surrounding air emitted a series of popping sounds as if it were about to burst under the strain.
Bibi Dong wanted to use this absolute power to blast the arrogant young man in front of her away.
Faced with this earth-shattering impact of soul power, Lu Ming did not retreat even half a step.
He gazed quietly at the stunningly beautiful face so close to his.
The next second.
A high-pitched dragon roar suddenly emanated from Lu Ming's body.
The sound didn't just ring in my ears; it resonated directly within my soul.
An unparalleled pressure belonging to the Dragon God erupted from Lu Ming without reservation.
That is the absolute bloodline suppression that surpasses all martial spirits and belongs to the Lord of all beasts!
A golden halo flowed across Lu Ming's body.
He actually managed to withstand Bibi Dong's overwhelming momentum on the spot, relying solely on his own dragon god aura.
Two terrifying forces collided violently in the confined space.
The air inside the side hall was compressed rapidly.
In the void between the two, even dazzling sparks of energy rubbed together.
The firelight illuminated their faces, which were very close to each other.
Bibi Dong's stunningly beautiful face was filled with shock.
She looked up at the fifteen-year-old boy in front of her.
Under the sweeping pressure of the Dragon God, the extremely powerful Spider Emperor Martial Soul within her body actually felt a trembling sense of submission.
How is that possible?
Lu Ming also lowered his eyes, his gaze meeting hers directly.
Their eyes met.
Neither of them backed down.
The violent energy raged around them, but the two people at the center of the storm didn't even have their clothes lifted.
In Lu Ming's clear black and white eyes, there was no trace of awe for the Pope, only a certain confidence in controlling the whole situation.
He was admiring it.
Admire the pope, who, after shedding her glamorous attire, exudes an extremely mature charm, and witness the vivid expression of shock and anger on her face at this moment.
That flawless face was flushed with a faint blush from anger and the clash of soul power.
Paired with that sexy black silk dress, it elevates a woman's allure to the extreme.
The two stood close together, facing each other in an extremely ambiguous yet murderous manner.
The standoff lasted for a moment.
Lu Ming suddenly withdrew the terrifying dragon god aura emanating from his body.
It was like a sudden storm turning into a clear blue sky.
All the oppressive feeling vanished at that moment.
He looked at Bibi Dong, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"See you at the stadium tomorrow, Your Holiness."
Lu Ming spoke in a relaxed tone, with a hint of casualness.
That's all.
He completely ignored the soul power still surging within Bibi Dong and turned around decisively.
With steady steps, the tall, slender figure walked straight toward the gate of the side hall.
There was no unnecessary delay.
Silence returned to the side hall.
Only the dull sound of the door being pushed open and then closed echoed.
Bibi Dong was still standing in front of that carved wooden chair.
She watched Lu Ming's figure gradually disappear into the night, her gaze lingering for a long time.
The black silk dress clung to her body.
Her chest heaved even more violently than before, and the alluring expanse of white skin at her neckline rose and fell rapidly under the light.
Those long, beautiful legs exposed to the air were even trembling slightly.
Her jade-like feet, stepping on the carpet, had already scratched deep marks on the precious downy fabric with her toes.
Her eyes were unpredictable.
There was anger at being offended, surprise and doubt at the mysterious pressure, and a kind of panic that she herself couldn't explain.
In this fragrant side hall.
Bibi Dong suddenly realized an extremely terrifying fact.
Lu Ming had just cornered her with his aggressive manner.
And so, without any warning, he turned his back to her and left.
In this process.
She discovered that she couldn't even muster the slightest bit of real murderous intent towards this man.
As dawn broke, the morning sunlight bathed the entire Wuhun City.
The final day of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament has finally arrived.
Lu Ming got up from the bed in the room and casually stretched his limbs.
Within his mind, the virtual chat group screen, visible only to him, was flashing continuously.
The group chat was already buzzing with activity early in the morning.
[Little Witch]: Today is the final! I can't wait to see those Spirit Hall guys get beaten up!
[The cutest bunny]: Brother Lu, are you awake? Rongrong and I are waiting for you in the lobby downstairs. Breakfast is ready.
[Wanting a sweet romance]: Emperor Lu, after the match today, can we keep our promise and go eat hot pot? I've even come up with more than a dozen dipping sauce recipes!
[My cat is white and big]: Remember to rest and conserve your energy.
[My son is not a bastard]: I wish you a successful start today.
Lu Ming looked at the words dancing in front of him and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
With a slight thought, he sent a message in the group.
[Lu Tiandi]: Don't worry, after we finish today, I'll treat you all to hot pot. Order whatever you want.
The message immediately attracted the attention of divers.
[The Fox's Purest Feelings]: How arrogant! Our Spirit Hall team is the strongest, and your Blue Tyrant Academy is bound to lose today!
[Little Witch]: Oh, isn't this the innocent little fox who accidentally wandered into a private hot spring yesterday and then ran away in fright?
[The Most Innocent Fox]: Ning Rongrong! Shut up! I went to the wrong door! And I already reported Lu Tiandi, that lecherous bastard, in the group yesterday!
[The cutest bunny]: You barged in without knocking, and Brother Lu didn't even blame you for taking advantage of him, yet you're the one who's accusing him first.
[The Fox's Purest Feeling]: You...you guys are simply unreasonable!
[Your Holiness]: Lena, focus on your preparations and let the competition show your true colors.
Bibi Dong suddenly spoke up in the group chat.
After this short sentence was sent, the group chat fell silent for a moment.
As Lu Ming looked at the words "His Holiness the Pope," the image of the other party's shocked, angry, and helpless expression in the side hall last night flashed through his mind.
He didn't reply again and left the chat group in his mind's eye.
Pushing open the door, Lu Ming went down the stairs to the lobby on the first floor.
Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing had been waiting for a long time.
Today, they all changed into custom team uniforms from Blue Tyrant Academy, which perfectly accentuated their youthful and beautiful figures.
"Brother Lu, come and have something to eat."
Xiao Wu came forward with a steaming bowl of breakfast, her face beaming with a bright smile.
Ning Rongrong put her hands on her hips and said loudly:
"We must win spectacularly today!"
"Let Tang San from Shrek Academy see, and let those blind fools from Heaven Dou Royal Academy see who the real genius is!"
"Especially those arrogant guys from the Spirit Hall, I've disliked them for a long time."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded gently to the side, her eyes showing determination though she didn't speak.
Before long, Shuiyue'er and Shuibing'er also walked in from outside the door.
Their college team had been merged into Blue Tyrant in the previous rounds, so now they were all in the same camp.
As soon as Shuiyue entered the room, she moved close to Lu Ming.
"Lu Ming, I've saved the screenshots of the group chat. You absolutely can't go back on your promise of the hot pot feast."
Shuiyue blinked her big eyes, her tone full of anticipation.
Shui Bing'er tugged at her sister's sleeve and whispered a reminder:
"Moon, stop fooling around, we're about to go to the competition."
"The Spirit Hall team will definitely go all out today, so we can't let our guard down."
Lu Ming casually took the breakfast Xiao Wu handed him, ate a few bites, and said casually:
"It's alright."
"Eat and drink as you please, and we'll get on the field and finish this quickly."
As they were talking, Liu Erlong strode into the hall.
She was dressed in a smart and capable outfit today, and she looked very dashing.
Is everyone ready?
Liu Erlong's gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on Lu Ming.
Lu Ming nodded.
Liu Erlong walked up to Lu Ming and patted him on the shoulder.
"Ming'er, it's all up to you today."
"That guy Yu Xiaogang keeps saying that his theory is invincible and that Tang San is the true chosen one of heaven."
"Today we'll take this championship trophy back and slap him in the face in front of everyone!"
When Yu Xiaogang was mentioned, Liu Erlong's tone carried an undisguised disdain.
After witnessing the various things Lu Ming exposed in the group, she had long seen through the true face of that so-called master.
Lu Ming smiled, his tone indifferent.
"Don't worry, teacher."
"It's just a championship, I can take it without much effort."
After everyone finished getting ready, led by Liu Erlong, they marched in a grand procession toward the Great Soul Arena in the center of Wuhun City.
The Grand Arena was bustling with activity today.
The stands were packed, with everyone craning their necks, eagerly awaiting this highly anticipated final showdown.
On the referee's seat on the high platform.
Bibi Dong, dressed in an extremely luxurious papal robe, sat regally in the large chair in the very center.
She wore a dazzling nine-curved purple-gold crown on her head and held the papal scepter, a symbol of supreme power, in her hand.
He exuded an aura of nobility and majesty.
There was absolutely no trace of the panic and helplessness he displayed in the side hall last night.
The moment the Blue Tyrant Academy team walked out of the passage.
Bibi Dong's gaze instantly pierced through most of the arena, landing precisely on Lu Ming, who was walking at the very front.
Their eyes met across the distance.
Lu Ming even slightly raised his chin towards the high platform as a greeting.
Bibi Dong unconsciously tightened her grip on the scepter.
She forced herself to look away and gaze at the other side of the field.
There, the seven main members of the Spirit Hall team had already formed their ranks.
Xie Yue, Yan, and Hu Liena, the three top geniuses hailed as the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall, stood prominently at the very front of the group.
"Both teams, please enter the field!"
The referee's booming voice echoed throughout every corner of the arena via the soul tool.
On the Blue Tyrant team's side, Lu Ming was the first to step onto the arena.
Shui Bing'er, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and others followed closely behind, standing behind Lu Ming.
The two teams faced off in the center of the wide arena.
The atmosphere instantly became tense and confrontational.
The noise from the audience miraculously subsided at that moment.
Hu Liena stood between Xie Yue and Yan, her neat short hair fluttering slightly in the morning breeze.
She originally intended to examine her opponent with the dignified demeanor of a Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall.
But.
When her gaze fell upon Lu Ming's expressionless face.
Her eyes suddenly flickered, and she involuntarily dodged to the side.
The image of the hot spring resurfaced uncontrollably in my mind once again.
(End of chapter)