Chapter 262 Bunny Girl Bibi Dong
"I heard you're quite dissatisfied?"
Lu Ming suddenly spoke up.
His voice wasn't loud, and it even carried a hint of casual laughter.
It's like a casual greeting when you meet an old friend.
But to the ears of these Shrek remnants, it was like a thunderbolt from the heavens.
Dai Mubai shuddered violently, shaking his head like a rattle drum.
As the third prince of the Star Luo Empire, his usual pride and dignity were completely shattered at this moment.
In the face of absolute force, any stubbornness is nothing but a ridiculous death warrant.
"No...no..."
Dai Mubai opened his dry lips and uttered a few words with great difficulty.
His voice was extremely stuttering, even carrying a hint of undisguised sobbing.
"We...we absolutely have no complaints."
"Emperor Lu...Young Master Lu...You are a magnanimous man, please just ignore us."
To survive, Dai Mubai no longer cared about saving face.
All he wanted to do now was leave this terrifying place as quickly as possible and get as far away from this monster named Lu Ming as possible.
Upon hearing Dai Mubai's extremely humiliating pleas for mercy, Tang San, who was standing nearby, abruptly closed his eyes.
His back teeth were grinding together.
Embarrassing.
That's so embarrassing!
Is this the captain of Shrek Academy? He's actually so servile in front of someone his own age.
But Tang San knew very well that if he were in Tang San's shoes, he wouldn't dare to say a single "no" either.
He had not yet created the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, and he was not absolutely certain that he could kill Lu Ming.
So he had to endure it!
He wanted to bury this extremely humiliating hatred deep in his heart.
Once he has mastered the art of concealed weapons, he will make Lu Ming experience the most cruel way to die in the world!
Lu Ming's eyes turned cold instantly upon hearing Dai Mubai's answer.
That casual smile vanished without a trace in an instant.
Instead, there is an extremely domineering indifference.
"No complaints?"
"But why do I feel like all of you troublemakers are thinking about how to get revenge on me?"
As soon as Lu Ming finished speaking, he didn't give Dai Mubai any chance to explain.
His right leg suddenly lifted up, turning into an extremely blurry afterimage.
The movement was so fast that the surrounding audience couldn't even see the trajectory of Lu Ming's leg.
Bang!
An extremely dull thud suddenly erupted in the quiet corner.
Lu Ming's kick, carrying terrifying force, landed with extreme precision on Dai Mubai's chest.
Moreover, the kick targeted the very ribs that Dai Mubai had previously been free of injury in the match.
"Snap!"
A series of extremely crisp sounds of bones breaking instantly echoed throughout the entire venue.
The sound was particularly jarring in the empty square.
Dai Mubai's chest caved in dramatically to the naked eye.
"ah--!"
An extremely shrill scream burst from Dai Mubai's throat.
He looked like a broken sack that had been hit with a home run.
His body was instantly lifted into the air, flying backward for more than ten meters.
A loud bang!
Dai Mubai's body slammed heavily onto an extremely thick stone pillar outside the Papal Palace.
The hard granite pillar was even struck and developed several tiny cracks.
Dai Mubai slid slowly down the stone pillar to the ground like a lump of mud.
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of extremely thick blood.
The blood even contained several extremely small fragments of internal organs.
His eyes rolled back, and he no longer had the strength to convulse; he simply passed out.
This extremely violent scene instantly shocked everyone present.
The audience, which had just been laughing, immediately fell silent.
Everyone covered their mouths in extreme fear, afraid that they might make a sound and anger this evil star.
That's too ruthless!
With just one sentence, he broke all of the opponent's remaining ribs.
This extremely swift and decisive approach made all the Soul Masters deeply aware of how terrifying Lu Ming was.
Tang San's heart clenched violently when he saw Dai Mubai's miserable state.
He instinctively shrank back, trying to hide himself even deeper in the shadows of the corner.
His bloodshot eyes were completely filled with an extremely deep fear.
Yu Xiaogang was so frightened that he rolled off the bench and onto the ground.
He lay sprawled on the foul-smelling stone slab in utter disarray, not even daring to look up at Lu Ming.
The owner of the Blue Silver Grass, a useless martial soul that he once looked down upon the most, has now become an extremely terrifying mountain that he can never overcome.
Lu Ming slowly retracted his right leg.
His shoes were spotless, without a speck of dust on the soles.
He didn't even glance at the unconscious Dai Mubai.
His gaze swept casually over Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, and Oscar, who were trembling on the ground.
"Remember what I said today."
Lu Ming's voice was extremely calm, as if he were recounting a trivial matter.
"From now on, on this continent..."
"As long as you see someone from my Blue Tyrant Academy."
"You Shrek trash better all get out of my way."
Lu Ming uttered this extremely domineering statement.
He turned around decisively, without the slightest hesitation.
He walked directly toward the Blue Tyrant Academy's group.
"Rongrong, Xiaowu, Zhuqing, let's go."
Lu Ming waved to the girls very naturally.
Ning Rongrong immediately ran forward with a beaming smile and hugged Lu Ming's arm affectionately.
"Alright! Let's go back and have a big meal!"
Xiao Wu skipped and hopped along beside her, her face beaming with a happy smile.
Zhu Zhuqing followed silently behind, a relaxed expression appearing on her exquisitely beautiful face.
Lu Ming, accompanied by the girls from Blue Tyrant Academy, stood before thousands of onlookers.
They marched away with extremely synchronized steps.
Their silhouettes appeared exceptionally tall under the sunlight.
The moment Lanba Academy stepped out of the plaza gate.
The deathly silent Papal Square suddenly erupted into an extremely frenzied cheer.
The onlookers and Soul Masters raised their hands and cheered loudly.
"Well done! Great play!"
"This kind of trashy academy that specializes in causing trouble should have been taught a lesson a long time ago!"
"What do you mean by being incompetent for not daring to cause trouble? I think they're just a bunch of shameless bastards who bully the weak and fear the strong!"
"Blue Tyrant Academy is mighty! Lu Ming is mighty!"
"From now on, if we see anyone from Shrek Academy, we'll just grab a broom and chase them away!"
Thunderous cheers rose in waves.
Tang San, sitting in the corner, felt a sweet taste in his throat as he listened to these extremely harsh curses.
He forced himself not to spit out the blood.
Shrek Academy is completely finished.
In this extremely cruel world of Soul Masters, they have become rats that everyone hates and beats.
The sunlight shone brightly on the wide streets of Wuhun City.
Lu Ming walked at the very front of the Blue Tyrant Academy team, his steps very relaxed.
Those Shrek bastards will never be able to turn their lives around.
Even if Tang San had some hidden weapons in his pocket, in his eyes they were just a pile of scrap metal.
The group from Blue Tyrant Academy quickly returned to their temporary luxurious villa.
As soon as the courtyard gate was pushed open, an extremely rich aroma of food wafted out.
Liu Erlong, dressed in a fiery red outfit, stood in the courtyard with a joyful expression.
In the center of the courtyard stood a huge round table, laden with delicacies from land and sea.
"Ming'er, you're finally back!"
Liu Erlong quickly stepped forward and took Lu Ming's arm in an extremely affectionate manner.
Her beautiful eyes looked her precious apprentice up and down.
"Well done!"
"I was watching the live stream in the group chat, and when I saw you kick that sick cat away, I felt incredibly happy."
Liu Erlong has a fiery temper and deeply despises the Shrek group.
Ning Rongrong immediately peeked her little head out from behind Lu Ming.
"Teacher Erlong, you didn't go to see it in person."
"The Pope of the Spirit Hall turned green with rage, unable to utter a single word."
"And the way Lu Tiandi descended the steps was just incredibly handsome!"
Xiao Wu nodded repeatedly, her hands gripping Lu Ming's sleeves tightly, refusing to let go.
"Yeah, yeah, that fat Shrek even peed his pants."
Zhu Zhuqing's lips curled up slightly, revealing a rare smile.
Lu Ming casually pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Alright, stop standing there and sit down to eat."
As soon as he spoke, everyone quickly sat down around the round table.
Tyrone placed the tray containing the three ten-thousand-year-old soul bones in the center of the table with utmost care.
The extremely dense fluctuations of soul power made the air in the courtyard thick and sticky.
Lu Ming didn't even glance at those three priceless treasures that others considered priceless.
"These three soul bones have different attributes."
"You can divide them up and use them according to your respective martial soul characteristics."
"I have absolutely no use for this junk."
Upon hearing this, everyone gasped in unison.
This is a soul bone that's been around for ten thousand years.
Looking across the entire continent, even titled Douluo would fight tooth and nail for it.
Lu Ming casually distributed them like cabbages.
Ning Rongrong's big eyes were full of extremely bright little stars.
"Emperor Lu is indeed rich and powerful, so we won't stand on ceremony!"
The celebration banquet was extremely lively.
Everyone was immersed in the joy of winning the championship and slapping Shrek in the face.
Time passed slowly, and night fell upon Wuhun City without their knowledge.
The courtyard, which had been bustling all day, finally quieted down.
Lu Ming lay alone in the extremely spacious bedroom.
Her hands were casually placed behind her head, and her eyes were slightly closed.
Deep within his consciousness, the chat group screen, visible only to him, lit up.
The group chat was buzzing with excitement.
[Wanting a sweet romance]: Today's final was so exciting!
[Want a sweet romance]: I can remember the scene of Lu Tiandi crushing the martial soul fusion skill with one hand for the rest of my life.
[Poison Fairy]: What's so special about that? Didn't you see how he threatened the entire Shrek Academy at the end?
[Poison Fairy]: Dai Mubai, a dignified prince of Xingluo, was trembling with fear like a dog.
[Ah Yin]: This is what they deserve. People with evil intentions will not go far.
[Little Witch]: Speaking of which, have you forgotten something extremely important?
[The cutest bunny]: Rongrong, what's up?
[Little Witch]: It's a bet!
[Little Witch]: Before the competition started, a certain high and mighty Pope had made a bet with Emperor Lu Tian.
The group chat was silent for a few seconds.
Everyone immediately realized what was happening.
At the time, Bibi Dong confidently bet the championship and the group management rights.
Lu Ming looked at the constantly flashing text on the screen, a playful smile appearing on his lips.
He flexed his fingers and sent a message directly to the group chat.
[Lu Tiandi]: Your Holiness, it's late.
[Lu Tiandi]: Shouldn't we settle the bill?
The moment this message was sent out, the entire chat group exploded.
[Little Witch]: Yes, yes, yes! A bet's a bet!
[Wanting a sweet romance]: Grab a small stool and sit in the front row to enjoy the gossip.
[My cat is white and big]: Your Holiness is not trying to renege on your promise, is he?
[The Fox's Purest Feeling]: Don't go too far! Teacher, she... she was just careless for a moment.
[Poison Fairy]: Oh, little fox, you're so protective of your master.
[Poison Fairy]: Losing is losing. Don't the people of the Spirit Hall have even this much dignity?
In the inner chambers deep within the Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong was sitting in front of an extremely luxurious dressing table, looking at the messages that kept flooding the group chat.
His chest heaved violently with extreme anger.
Her slender fingers gripped the edge of the dressing table tightly.
Extremely sharp fingernails left several deep marks on the hard, precious wood.
[Your Holiness]: Since I have lost, I will naturally not renege on my debt.
[Your Holiness]: You may take the group management rights.
[Lu Tiandi]: That's it?
[Lu Tiandi]: Have you forgotten that the stakes are more than just group management rights?
[Lu Tiandi]: And yourself.
When Bibi Dong saw this line of text on the screen, she felt a surge of excitement rush to her head.
When has the Pope of the Spirit Hall ever suffered such an outrageous humiliation?
But this bet was made in front of the entire group of people.
[Your Holiness]: What exactly do you want?!
[Your Holiness]: Whether you kill me or torture me, I will not even flinch.
[Lu Tiandi]: It would be a waste to kill you.
[Lu Tiandi]: I had someone send you a very interesting little gift.
[Lu Tiandi]: It should be on your table in your room by now.
[Lu Tiandi]: Wear it, then take a picture and post it to the group.
[Emperor Lu]: This matter is considered settled.
Upon seeing this message, Bibi Dong was startled.
The screen visuals in my mind were quickly cut off.
Those extremely beautiful phoenix eyes immediately scanned the entire palace with vigilance.
The Pope's bedroom was heavily guarded; not even a fly could get in.
How could someone possibly deliver something to a room quietly?
However, when their gaze fell upon the large round table in the center of the bedroom...
Bibi Dong froze instantly.
An exquisitely crafted red velvet gift box had appeared on the table without anyone noticing.
The gift box was also tied with a very conspicuous black bow.
Bibi Dong took a deep breath.
He struggled to suppress the intense shock and anger welling up inside him.
With her exceptionally long legs, she walked step by step to the round table.
Her fingers trembled slightly as she slowly untied the bow.
With a "thud".
The lid of the gift box was opened.
The extremely soft crystal lamplight shone in the palace.
Bibi Dong finally saw what was inside the box.
(End of chapter)