Chapter 258 Lu Tiandi is Invincible!
That day was during the rest period.
She pushed open the wooden door of a private hot spring, her mind filled with frustration.
What greeted us was not a tranquil mist.
Instead, it was the sound of Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and others playing around.
And then there's Lu Ming, shirtless, leaning against the hot spring pool, with a slender figure and extremely well-proportioned muscles!
At that time, water vapor swirled around Lu Ming.
Water droplets slid down his broad shoulders to his firm abdomen.
That scene was a complete shock to Hu Liena, who had received rigorous training at the Spirit Hall since childhood and had never had such close contact with a member of the opposite sex.
She even forgot to scream, and turned and ran away with her face flushed.
Afterwards, in order to cover up her guilty conscience, she used the nickname "The Most Innocent Fox" in the chat group to frantically complain that Lu Ming was a pervert.
Right now.
To truly stand face-to-face on the field.
Hu Liena felt a burning sensation on her cheeks.
My heart was beating twice as fast as usual.
She didn't dare look Lu Ming in the eye at all, and could only focus her gaze on the floor at Lu Ming's feet.
Yan, who was standing next to Hu Liena, noticed her unusual behavior immediately.
Yan has always secretly loved Hu Liena.
In his heart, Hu Liena was a goddess high above all others, and no one could desecrate her.
Seeing his beloved goddess blush and look away when facing Lu Ming, she looked as if she had suffered a great injustice but dared not retaliate.
Yan's mind suddenly went blank.
He naturally assumed that Lu Ming, that bastard, must have used some despicable means to bully Hu Liena before the match!
An uncontrollable rage surged from the depths of Yan's heart to the top of his head in an instant.
"Lu Ming!"
Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and he took a sudden step forward.
His foot stomped on the hard stone slab of the arena, leaving a tiny crack.
"I'm going to cripple you!"
This was accompanied by a deafening roar.
Yan's soul power surged forth without reservation.
His martial spirit, Flame Lord, instantly possessed him.
A dark red light erupted from his body.
The molten lava began to churn and boil on the surface of his skin.
His entire body was covered in dark red rock armor, resembling meteorites.
The extreme heat spread outwards, even distorting the surrounding air due to the scorching heat.
Large drops of lava dripped down his arm onto the arena, making a piercing hissing sound and burning blackened pits into the stone slabs.
Yan stared intently at Lu Ming, looking as if she wanted to pounce on him and tear him to pieces.
Faced with Yan's fierce provocation.
Lu Ming didn't even lift his eyelids.
He completely ignored Yan, who was furious.
Instead, he slightly turned his head and casually gave instructions to the female members of the Blue Tyrant team behind him.
"The one who plays with fire, give him to Shui Bing'er."
"I'll take care of the rest."
Lu Ming's voice wasn't loud, but enveloped in soul power, it carried clearly throughout the entire arena.
This statement caused an uproar in the audience.
Arrogant!
That's incredibly arrogant!
Facing three top experts from the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, he actually planned to take on everyone except Yan by himself!
Bibi Dong on the high platform frowned slightly.
Xie Yue's expression darkened, and he gripped the moon blade with sudden force.
Shui Bing'er heard Lu Ming's command and did not hesitate at all.
She stepped forward from the back of the group and stood directly opposite Yan.
"no problem."
Shui Bing'er spoke calmly.
A clear phoenix cry emanated from her body.
A crystal-clear, ethereal phoenix image spread its wings and soared behind her.
The extreme cold instantly spread out, clashing fiercely with the intense heat emanating from Yan in the center of the arena.
Half of it is churning dark red lava, and the other half is crystal clear, deep blue ice and snow.
"The match begins!"
Seeing that both sides were in position, the referee immediately raised his right hand high and then swung it down sharply.
The moment the referee's voice fell.
Yan let out an angry roar and suddenly exerted force with his feet.
He transformed into a burning meteorite, charging straight toward Lu Ming with the power to destroy everything.
He didn't care about any tactical arrangements; he only had one thought in his mind.
That means pinning Lu Ming to the ground and grinding him into the dirt!
"Your opponent is me."
Shui Bing'er's clear, cold voice rang out.
Her first spirit ring shone brightly.
Instant-cast Soul Skill: Freeze!
An extremely cold aura, without any warning, pierced through the distance of space and instantly enveloped Yan.
Yan's running body suddenly froze.
Thick, blue ice began to spread upwards from his feet at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye.
The dark red magma that was originally churning and boiling on his body surface.
Under the onslaught of this extreme cold, it actually emitted an extremely piercing quenching sound.
Large plumes of white steam rose up.
In the blink of an eye.
Yan's proud high-temperature magma was actually frozen into a layer of gray-black volcanic rock!
He remained in a charging forward posture, completely frozen into a giant ice sculpture.
It was firmly fixed halfway down the ring.
Xie Yue was shocked to see Yan subdued in an instant.
He was about to swing his two moon blades to rush to the rescue.
Right at this moment.
Lu Ming, who had been standing still, moved.
His body showed no signs of exerting force or swaying.
The surrounding air distorted violently in that instant.
Lu Ming seemed to have vanished from the spot into thin air.
In the blink of an eye.
Not even a gust of wind was stirred up.
Lu Ming's tall and straight figure had already covered a distance of tens of meters.
It appeared steadily directly in front of Xie Yue and Hu Liena.
The two of them felt a blur before their eyes, and the tall figure was already close at hand.
Xie Yue's pupils contracted sharply, and he instantly crossed the two moon blades in his hands in front of his chest, instinctively assuming a defensive stance.
Hu Liena was greatly shocked.
Last night in the side hall of the Papal Palace, she had personally witnessed Lu Ming's abilities and knew that his strength was unfathomable, even able to withstand the Pope's pressure.
Moreover, just thinking about those scenes in the hot spring made her fair cheeks involuntarily flush red, which then turned into intense embarrassment and annoyance.
Without exchanging a word, Hu Liena suddenly turned her head to look at Xie Yue.
The two grew up together and could understand each other with just a glance.
They must not hold anything back.
All the soul power within his body surged forth like a volcanic eruption at this moment, without reservation.
"Soul Fusion!"
Xie Yue shouted, and the moon blade in his hand was instantly enveloped in dazzling blood light.
A large swath of pink light shot up from Hu Liena's body.
Two completely different and powerful soul forces collided fiercely in mid-air, and then merged at an extremely fast speed.
A bright red light erupted, completely engulfing the two figures.
An extremely powerful energy wave spread wildly in all directions.
In the short span of a breath, the red light gradually dissipated, and a strange figure with flowing long hair and an indistinguishable gender suddenly appeared in the center of the arena.
This is the Spirit Hall's most prized trump card, the Spirit Fusion Skill – Enchantress.
As the demon appeared, thick red mist gushed out from its body.
The red mist spread extremely quickly, like a rolling crimson tide, and in the blink of an eye, it completely engulfed Lu Ming.
Moreover, the red mist continued to expand outwards, completely obscuring most of the arena in just a few breaths.
The spectators outside the stadium craned their necks and stared wide-eyed, but they couldn't see anything inside the red mist at all.
Bibi Dong sat high on the referee's seat.
Watching the swirling, spreading red mist, a slight smile of smugness appeared on her lips.
She knew better than anyone how powerful the allure of demons was.
This red mist is the core skill of the demon.
Once enveloped by this red mist, an enemy's senses, including sight and hearing, will be directly weakened by 50%, and even the flow rate of their soul power will be greatly reduced.
So what if Lu Ming is so talented?
Being trapped in such a disadvantageous environment will inevitably lead to significant losses.
Last night I failed to subdue this brat in the side hall, but today I can finally dampen his arrogance in front of everyone on the entire continent.
Within his mind, the light screen of the chat group automatically popped up.
The group chat had completely exploded, with messages scrolling by at lightning speed.
[Little Witch]: This red mist looks disgusting, like a lump of mud. Will I be alright if I get caught in it?
[Want a sweet romance]: He's so handsome, how could anything happen to him! This red mist is just an illusion, meant to scare people; it can be easily broken through.
[The cutest bunny]: That's right, Brother Lu is the strongest. All those fancy stuff from the Spirit Hall is nothing compared to that.
[My cat is white and big]: The soul power fluctuations in this mist are very unusual. They seem to be able to suppress human perception, so we still have to be careful.
When Bibi Dong saw the girls in the group chat chattering and talking to Lu Ming, she snorted coldly.
On a whim, she immediately sent a message in the group chat.
[Your Holiness]: Ignorant. The bewitching red mist is the core area of the Martial Soul Fusion Technique. Being within it weakens one's senses by half and doubles the consumption of soul power. Lu Ming is destined to lose this time.
[Little Witch]: Oh my, Your Holiness is already in such a hurry to jump out and claim credit? The competition isn't over yet, so don't speak too confidently! Don't hide and cry when you get proven wrong.
[Your Holiness]: Facts speak louder than words. I sit here and watch him be defeated in this red mist.
The atmosphere in the group chat became increasingly tense, with neither side willing to back down.
Inside the red mist on the arena.
The surroundings were dark, and vision was completely blocked. All that could be heard was the howling of the wind, like the wailing of ghosts and wolves.
The enigmatic figure, neither male nor female, darted through the red mist at high speed, using it as cover to seek an opportunity for a fatal blow.
Two enormous moon blades, gleaming with a chilling light, silently approached Lu Ming's back.
Just then, Lu Ming's laughter suddenly rang out from within the red mist.
That's it?
Those two short words conveyed endless mockery and disdain.
The laughter was completely unaffected by the red mist, spreading clearly throughout the entire arena and reaching everyone's ears.
The audience outside the venue were all stunned, looking at each other in bewilderment.
Bibi Dong in the stands also frowned, and the smile on her face instantly disappeared.
This kid is trapped in the red mist and is about to be struck by the demon, yet he can still laugh?
Immediately afterwards, Lu Ming's avatar in the chat group flashed.
[Lu Tiandi]: Your Holiness, you call this a killing move? It looks almost the same as the steam from a sauna, except the temperature isn't high enough and the scrubbing power isn't great either.
[Little Witch]: Hahaha, this is hilarious! A sauna! Your Holiness, did the people from the Spirit Hall come here specifically to give Emperor Lu a bath?
[Wanting a sweet romance]: I knew it, Emperor Lu didn't take this seriously at all.
[Your Holiness]: Stop trying to be clever with your words in the group! You dare to be arrogant even when you're about to die! If you have the guts, break through this red mist!
Lu Ming did not reply to the message.
Within the crimson mist, the demonic attack had already reached Lu Ming.
Two enormous crescent blades crossed and slashed down, aiming straight for Lu Ming's throat.
His actions were extremely ruthless, showing no mercy whatsoever.
However, Lu Ming didn't even turn his head or glance at him.
boom!
A dazzling golden light suddenly shot up from Lu Ming's body.
The golden light was so bright it was blinding.
It instantly pierced through the dense red mist around it, illuminating the entire arena as bright as day.
Immediately afterwards, a bright light shone beneath Lu Ming's feet.
All seven spirit rings rose up in succession, pulsating around his body.
Especially the black spirit ring ranked seventh, which emitted a deep, chilling light.
Although the black spirit ring was deliberately disguised by Lu Ming, the terrifying power contained within it was not fake at all.
"Martial Soul True Form!"
Someone outside the arena screamed in alarm, their voice trembling.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the golden light that pierced through the red mist.
A fifteen-year-old Soul Saint with seven rings?
This is outrageous! Is this even human?
In a secluded corner of the arena, Tang San, wrapped in a black robe, stared intently at the scene on the stage.
He originally came here to observe the battle from the shadows.
Seeing Lu Ming shrouded in red mist, he felt a surge of secret joy, wishing that Lu Ming would be beaten half to death by the Spirit Hall, and preferably have his spirit destroyed.
But now, seeing those seven gleaming spirit rings, Tang San's fingernails dug deep into the flesh of his palms, and he didn't even notice the blood seeping out.
"Impossible! How old is he? How could he possibly be a Soul Saint!"
Tang San muttered through gritted teeth.
What terrified him even more was that the ordinary Blue Silver Grass martial soul within him was now trembling.
The absolute suppression emanating from the depths of his bloodline made even breathing extremely difficult for him.
"A path to certain death! This Lu Ming definitely has a path to certain death! He must have used some underhanded and evil methods to improve his cultivation so quickly. Once I master my hidden weapons, I will definitely show him what true strength is." Tang San secretly vowed in his heart, his eyes filled with venomous resentment and jealousy.
In the VIP section.
Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, gripped the teacup in her hand tightly.
A soft "click" sounded.
The fine porcelain cup instantly turned to powder under her force, and the tea dripped through her fingers.
She looked at Lu Ming's figure, her eyes shining with an extremely bright light.
Is this Lu Tiandi's true strength?
No wonder even his grandfather paid close attention to him.
Such unparalleled talent, if it cannot be used by the Spirit Hall, must be eliminated as soon as possible, otherwise it will surely become a major threat.
(End of chapter)