Chapter 17 Eunuch Ma Hongjun! I'm going to beat up Shrek!
The fat man had red hair, shifty eyes, and a lewd smile on his face as he looked the trembling girl up and down.
It was none other than Shrek's Evil Phoenix, Ma Hongjun.
"Beautiful lady, what's your decision?"
Ma Hongjun rubbed his hands together, looking like a lecherous man.
"I am the owner of the top-tier Beast Martial Soul, the Evil Fire Phoenix!"
He's only fifteen years old this year, and he's already a Soul Master!
Their future is limitless!
He puffed out his chest, as if trying to show off his extraordinary qualities.
"My teacher is none other than Immovable King Zhao Wuji, a Soul Saint!"
"It's your greatest blessing that I've even taken a liking to you! Obey me and I'll make sure you live the high life from now on!"
The female student was terrified, her face turning pale and her body trembling uncontrollably.
She hugged her arms tightly, her voice trembling with tears.
"No... I don't like you... How can I... How can I give you my innocence..."
Upon hearing the rejection, Ma Hongjun's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a gloomy expression.
His soul power began to fluctuate, and a scorching aura spread out.
"dislike?"
His tone became impatient, and his eyes were filled with rage.
"My lust is about to burst! What if I get burned to death because of you?!"
"Is it so hard to save my life with your virginity?!"
Ma Hongjun's voice grew louder and louder, and his expression became increasingly ferocious.
"Why are you so stingy, woman! Give me a good time, it won't kill you!"
"Hold!"
Seeing the woman still shaking her head with tears streaming down her face, Ma Hongjun completely lost his patience and swore out.
His third spirit ring suddenly lit up!
"Looks like you won't give in unless I teach you a lesson!"
He stretched out his fat, groping hand and was about to grab the girl's collar!
The female trainee let out a desperate scream.
However, Ma Hongjun's hand stopped in mid-air.
He didn't stop on his own.
Instead, a foot kicked him in the face without warning.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud.
Ma Hongjun's obese body flew backward like a tattered sack, crashing heavily into another large tree before rolling to the ground.
"puff!"
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with several broken teeth.
A figure slowly appeared in front of the still-shaken female student.
The person who came was wearing a black mask, so his face could not be seen.
"You fatso."
Lu Ming's voice was calm and even, yet it sent a chill down Ma Hongjun's spine.
"How disgusting!"
Ma Hongjun, clutching his face in excruciating pain, struggled to get up from the ground, staring at Lu Ming with a mixture of shock and anger.
"Who the hell are you?! How dare you meddle in my business!"
Before he could finish speaking, a flash of purple light appeared before his eyes.
Dozens of wrist-thick, purplish-gold vines, like living venomous snakes, burst forth from beneath Lu Ming's feet!
These vines are covered with mysterious purple-gold patterns, exuding imperial majesty and a vast life force.
Before Ma Hongjun could even unleash his martial spirit, he was instantly entangled by these vines, bound tightly, and suspended in mid-air.
"This is... Blue Silver Grass?"
Ma Hongjun's eyes were filled with astonishment. This martial soul was clearly in the form of Blue Silver Grass, but its color and aura were completely different!
Before he could figure it out, one of the thickest vines turned incredibly sharp at the tip, like a purple-gold spear, and aimed at his lower body.
"What are you trying to do?!"
Ma Hongjun finally felt fear and struggled frantically.
"I'm warning you! My teacher is Zhao Wuji! I..."
"Pfft!"
A soft sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh.
The purplish-gold vines, without the slightest hesitation, precisely and cruelly pierced through his vital points.
Then, the vines suddenly twisted and pulled!
"ah--!!!"
A heart-wrenching scream, inhuman and agonizing, echoed throughout the forest.
Blood gushed out from Ma Hongjun's lower body like a fountain, staining his pants and the ground red.
A bloody, mangled mass was ripped from his body by vines and flung to the ground.
Ma Hongjun's body convulsed violently, his eyes rolled back, and liquid flowed down his trouser leg.
The excruciating pain nearly made him faint.
Lu Ming looked at his fat face, contorted in pain, but his eyes beneath the mask remained completely calm.
He controlled the Blue Silver Emperor Vines, slowly tightening them.
"Click...click..."
The sound of bones shattering reached Ma Hongjun's ears clearly.
"No...no..."
Ma Hongjun was in tears, begging for mercy in a hoarse voice.
"I was wrong... Please forgive me... Please, please forgive me..."
Lu Ming remained unmoved.
The power on the vines suddenly increased!
Under this terrifying squeezing force, every bone in Ma Hongjun's body broke inch by inch!
His screams turned into a series of gasping sounds.
Accompanied by the mournful cry of the bones, the purplish-gold vines suddenly loosened.
Ma Hongjun's obese body slumped to the ground like a lump of mud, kicking up a cloud of dust.
He lay on the ground, his body twisted unnaturally, blood and foam mixed with fragments of internal organs spilling from his mouth, his consciousness floundering in an abyss of excruciating pain.
His remaining rationality made him subconsciously reach out and explore between his legs.
It was completely empty.
All that remained was a patch of warm, sticky blood and a horrifying bloody hole.
Ma Hongjun's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints in an instant.
He...he became a eunuch?
This thought, like a thunderbolt from the heavens, exploded in his mind, shattering his last shred of hope.
His pride and joy, his source of happiness, are gone just like that?!
A wave of despair and rage, a thousand times more intense than physical pain, instantly swept over his entire body.
"No--!!!"
He let out a bloodcurdling scream and struggled to get up, but almost all the bones in his body were broken, and the slightest movement brought excruciating pain.
His venomous gaze was fixed on the figure wearing the red mask.
"You...you dare to..."
Ma Hongjun's voice was hoarse and trembling, filled with endless hatred.
It must have been a sneak attack!
right!
That must be it!
I am the owner of the top-tier beast martial soul, the Evil Fire Phoenix, and a future Title Douluo!
How could I possibly be subdued in one move by some guy who appeared out of nowhere!
This kid took advantage of my unpreparedness and attacked me from behind. He has no sportsmanship!
He's even wearing a mask; he's nothing but a despicable scoundrel!
Thinking of this, Ma Hongjun seemed to have found a fulcrum to support his belief. He endured the pain, propped himself up with his elbows, and pointed at Lu Ming.
"Boy, do you know who I am?"
His voice was weak from blood loss, but the threat in it was unmistakable.
(End of chapter)