Chapter 259 Bibi Dong is unconvinced and will fight anyway!
On the arena.
As his seventh spirit ring shone brightly, Lu Ming activated his Martial Soul True Form, and his aura surged.
The aura of the Blue Silver Emperor, dominating the world, erupted like a sleeping dragon awakening.
This aura was supreme, carrying an invincible pressure that seemed to rule the world.
The originally thick and dense red mist was as fragile as paper in the face of this aura.
*Sizzle sizzle sizzle*
The air currents surged.
The aura of the Blue Silver Emperor swept outwards in an instant.
The red mist that had permeated most of the arena couldn't even last a second before it was completely dispersed.
The sunlight shone on the ring again.
All disguises and obstacles disappeared, and the scene on the field was clearly displayed before everyone's eyes.
The group chat became lively again, and the message refresh rate was twice as fast as before.
[My Son Is Not a Bastard]: Such pure Blue Silver Emperor aura! This is the true emperor of grass! This kind of pressure is just too perfect.
[Liu Erlong]: As expected of the boy I raised! His strength and spirit are simply amazing! From now on, let's see who dares to say that Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial soul!
[Little Witch]: Your Holiness, where did your confidence go? Why is the fog clearing up? Does your face hurt? Do you want to come down and give him a scrub?
Bibi Dong sat in the stands, her face ashen.
She gripped the chair armrests tightly, the veins on the back of her hands bulging, her fingernails even leaving deep marks on the stone armrests.
She never expected that Lu Ming would reach the Soul Saint realm at such a young age.
The so-called golden generation of geniuses of the Spirit Hall are a complete joke in front of Lu Ming.
What enraged her even more was that her proud, bewitching red mist was simply dispersed by the opponent's aura.
This is practically a slap in the face to the Spirit Hall in front of the entire continent.
On the arena.
The red mist completely dissipated, revealing the alluring figure to the air.
At this moment, the demon held the moon blade in both hands, still maintaining her forward attack stance.
However, the powerful pressure of the Blue Silver Emperor froze the demon's movements in mid-air, as if she had been frozen in place.
A flicker of fear flashed in the bewitching eyes. She tried to retreat but found that her body was completely out of her control.
Lu Ming remained calm, casually extending his right hand.
It was moving at an extreme speed, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.
The demon had no time to react in any way, whether to dodge or block.
"Click!"
A crisp sound.
Lu Ming gripped Yao Mei's neck tightly with one hand.
Those long, strong fingers, like steel clamps, lifted the enchanting woman up.
A strong feeling of suffocation instantly surged into the enchanting woman's heart.
No matter how fiercely the demon struggled, or how hard she swung her moon blade at Lu Ming's arm, it only produced clanging sounds, unable to harm Lu Ming in the slightest.
With the support of the system's rewards, Lu Ming's physical body had long since become incredibly powerful.
"A Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Is that all you've got?"
Lu Ming raised the corners of his lips, his eyes filled with contempt.
As soon as he finished speaking, the muscles in his arms bulged, and he suddenly exerted force.
Using his waist as a pivot, he swung the demon, which was suspended in mid-air, in a large semi-circle, using the strength of his entire arm.
The wind howled.
Then, as if throwing away a piece of unwanted trash, he slammed the demon down hard onto the hard arena floor.
"Boom!"
A deafening bang echoed throughout the venue, causing many people to experience ear pain.
The entire massive arena shook violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.
The hard granite ground was instantly smashed into a crater several meters deep.
The dense cracks spread wildly in all directions like a spider web, extending all the way to the edge of the arena.
Gravel mixed with dust shot into the sky, obscuring the sun.
The force of that smash was simply too great.
The demon let out an extremely miserable cry, the sound of bones breaking still clearly audible amidst the deafening roar.
The perfectly fused soul power within the two bodies instantly collapsed and disintegrated under this absolutely violent impact.
A flash of red light appeared.
The Martial Soul Fusion Skill was forcibly deactivated.
Hu Liena and Xie Yue's bodies separated from the red light.
The two of them tumbled several times on the gravel-strewn ground like kites with broken strings before finally coming to a stop.
Xie Yue suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turned ashen, and he couldn't even stand up. The moon blade in his hand fell to the side.
Hu Liena wasn't much better off.
Her clothes were covered in mud and dust, torn in several places, and her hair was disheveled.
She lay sprawled on the ground, panting heavily, her chest heaving violently.
That once stunningly beautiful face was now filled only with terror and horror.
The red mist on the field was completely torn apart by the golden light.
A strong wind swept the pungent smell of blood across the surrounding stands.
The arrogant and bewitching aura from just moments ago has vanished without a trace.
A dull thud echoed throughout the square.
Xie Yue's body crashed heavily to the bottom of the steps in front of the Papal Palace, like a kite with a broken string.
The hard granite steps were smashed and developed large spiderweb-like cracks.
Xie Yue didn't even have time to utter a sound before his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth, staining the tattered clothes on his chest.
On the other side.
Hu Liena crashed heavily onto the ground at the edge of the ring.
She was breathing heavily.
His soul power had completely dried up.
The backlash from having her Martial Soul Fusion Technique forcibly dispelled just now caused her internal organs to ache violently.
The entire venue was deathly silent.
No one dared to breathe loudly.
[Little Witch]: Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter!
[Little Witch]: Is this the Golden Generation that the Spirit Hall has been praising to the skies?
[Little Witch]: This is your trump card? How come it's not even as good as one of our Heavenly Emperor Lu's fingers!
[The cutest bunny]: Emperor Lu's actions just now were so cool! I knew this so-called demon was no match for him.
[Poison Fairy]: That red mist looked terrifying, but it turned out to be as brittle as paper. Emperor Lu didn't even break a sweat.
[Your Holiness]: The competition is not over yet! You have no right to spout nonsense here!
[Little Witch]: Oh, is His Holiness the Pope getting anxious? His face has turned green, hasn't it?
[Little Witch]: Didn't we make a bet before? We bet on winning the championship and the group management rights.
[Little Witch]: It seems we'll have to obediently hand over the management rights to our Heavenly Emperor Lu now!
Bibi Dong stood on the high platform.
She stared intently at the chat screen in her mind.
His teeth were grinding together.
She suppressed the urge to curse.
Because everyone from all the advanced soul master academies across the continent was watching her from below.
She had to maintain the Pope's dignified demeanor.
The audience.
In Shrek Academy's preparation area.
Tang San gripped the wooden railing in front of him tightly with both hands.
He cleaved deep fingerprints into the hard wood.
He didn't feel any pain even when the wood chips got stuck in his flesh.
His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Lu Ming in the center of the arena.
This Lu Ming not only stole Xiao Wu away.
He also repeatedly showed off in front of the world.
Shrek Academy was expelled from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and suffered greatly along the way.
Even participating in competitions was fraught with setbacks.
Why should Lu Ming get to enjoy all the flowers and applause?
Tang San made a silent vow in his heart.
This person acts so arrogantly and domineeringly, showing no regard for others whatsoever.
They act recklessly just because they have some power.
They have truly reached a point where they are courting death!
Once my Tang Clan hidden weapons are finished, I must find an opportunity to completely eliminate them.
We must never allow such a scourge to remain in the world.
Yu Xiaogang sat to the side.
His stiff old face was now flushed red.
His lips trembled uncontrollably.
"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..."
Yu Xiaogang shook his head repeatedly.
"A ten-thousand-year fourth ring is already the limit. How could he absorb a ten-thousand-year level spirit ring on his third ring?"
"Besides, how could he possibly tear apart a Martial Soul Fusion Technique with his bare hands?"
"My theory is absolutely correct; he must have used some kind of sorcery!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice was loud, attracting the attention of people from other colleges around him.
A disdainful gaze fell upon Yu Xiaogang.
This guy has no ability; all he does is spout nonsense.
Center of the field.
The golden light emanating from Lu Ming slowly receded.
The enormous seven-ringed martial spirit form gradually disappeared into the air.
The third spirit ring, which had been black for ten thousand years, stopped spinning beneath his feet.
His expression was extremely calm.
Not even the hem of the clothes was dust-free.
Lu Ming turned around, his deep gaze falling on Hu Liena not far away.
He strode over slowly, his long legs carrying him with them.
The military boots made a crisp clattering sound as they stepped on the gravel.
The sound seemed to strike the hearts of everyone in the deathly silent stadium.
Hu Liena gripped the ground tightly with both hands.
The ten fingers scratched bloodstains on the stone slab due to excessive force.
She wanted to stand up.
She is the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall.
She absolutely cannot give in to this man.
But her legs were as limp as noodles, and she couldn't muster any strength at all.
She had just propped herself up halfway.
His arms went limp, and he fell to the ground again.
Before Hu Liena could get up, she felt a strong hand pressing down on her shoulder.
That palm was large and warm.
The force coming from his palm was like Mount Tai pressing down on him.
Hu Liena didn't even have time to have the thought of resisting.
He was forced to kneel on the ground again by this force.
She looked up.
He met Lu Ming's gaze.
Lu Ming looked down at her.
His eyes held an intense sense of pressure, filled with undisguised aggression.
"Do you admit defeat, Your Highness?"
Lu Ming's voice was calm and clear.
There was no mockery.
There was no boasting.
Yet it carries an absolute domineering air of trampling everything underfoot.
Hu Liena looked at Lu Ming's aggressive gaze.
A sudden surge of panic washed over her.
My breathing became completely out of rhythm.
The prepared words, "I'd rather die than surrender," were stuck in his throat.
This man has an incredibly strong presence.
He was so strong that she couldn't even muster the slightest thought of disobeying him.
She nodded, almost as if possessed.
"I... admit defeat."
Hu Liena's voice was as soft as a whisper.
However, amplified by the soul-guided device, it clearly resonated throughout the entire Papal Palace Square.
In that instant.
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
The audience in the stands jumped up as if a pot had exploded.
The gasps of surprise surged like waves, nearly lifting the roof off the Papal Palace.
"The Spirit Hall has surrendered!"
"The golden generation actually lost!"
"Just who is this Lu Ming? He actually crushed the entire Spirit Hall team all by himself!"
"That's too powerful! This is a true monster!"
In the VIP section.
Ning Fengzhi let out a long breath.
He turned to look at the Sword Douluo beside him.
Sword Douluo's eyes were filled with solemnity.
"Feng Zhi, this young man's strength is unparalleled in my entire life."
Ning Fengzhi gave a bitter smile.
"The future continent is about to change."
"The prestige of the Spirit Hall has been trampled underfoot by him today."
The Spirit Hall's Golden Generation suffered such a complete defeat!
They didn't even have a chance to fight back.
Under the watchful eyes of all the advanced soul master academies across the continent.
They delivered the most embarrassing answer sheet.
On the high platform.
Bibi Dong's smile froze completely.
She had hoped that Hu Liena would be able to stand up and continue fighting.
We are hoping that the golden generation can have a glimmer of hope for a comeback.
But Hu Liena's words, "I admit defeat," were like a sharp knife, piercing straight into her heart.
Bibi Dong suddenly stood up.
She gripped the railing in front of her tightly with both hands.
She nearly crushed the scepter in her hand on the spot.
The staff, crafted from the finest refined gold, emitted a creaking sound that made your teeth ache.
We lost... we actually lost...
Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently.
My breathing became rapid.
Moreover, it was in her most prized area that Lu Ming ruthlessly crushed her.
She used the best resources of the Spirit Hall and poured her heart and soul into cultivating this genius.
In front of Lu Ming, they were like clay chickens and earthen dogs.
Last night in the side hall.
She personally humbled herself to recruit Lu Ming.
However, he was met with ridicule and sarcasm, and was even directly rejected by the Spirit Hall.
At the time, she thought the boy was arrogant and ignorant.
Today, this young man will demonstrate his absolute strength.
They threw her, the Pope's, face on the ground and rubbed it hard.
[Little Witch]: Oh dear, did you hear that? Her Highness the Holy Maiden has admitted defeat.
[Little Witch]: Your Holiness, you can't go back on your word now, can you?
[Little Witch]: Hurry up and announce the results! Everyone's waiting!
[Poison Fairy]: That's right, the dignified Spirit Hall, surely they can't be sore losers?
[I have no mother]: What a disgrace! He has completely disgraced the Spirit Hall.
[I Don't Have a Mother]: If I had known you guys were this useless, I wouldn't have watched this game.
[His Holiness the Pope]: You bunch of bastards! Dare to say another word and see what happens!
[Bunny is the cutest]: Hehe, I'll say it! Emperor Lu Tian is the number one in the world!
[Liu Erlong]: Bibi Dong, you've finally met your match.
[Liu Erlong]: My Ming'er is ten thousand times better than the good-for-nothing you taught.
Bibi Dong looked at the jarring words in the chat group.
His eyes turned red with anger.
But what could she do?
The facts are clear: she suffered a crushing defeat.
They didn't even have the confidence to refute it.
[Emperor Lu Tian]: Everyone, you flatter me.
[Lu Tiandi]: Your Holiness, if you are not satisfied, you can come down and fight me yourself.
[Lu Tiandi]: I don't mind beating you up too.
(End of chapter)