Chapter 27 Yu Xiaogang's Mysterious Confidence! Tang San, the Three Geniuses, Gets Defeated!
Finally, Lu Ming seemed to have gotten tired of it.
The vines that filled the sky vanished instantly, leaving only Tang San, covered in blood and limp as a rag doll, who slid off the tree trunk and crashed to the ground.
He struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming looked down at him, his expression still indifferent.
"Get lost."
These two words were like heavenly music to Tang San at that moment.
He felt as if he had been granted a pardon. Ignoring his injuries, he scrambled to his feet and limped away without looking back.
That figure looked disheveled, like a stray dog.
Lu Ming looked in the direction he disappeared, shook his head, then turned around and leisurely left the place.
...
Finding a quiet bench to sit on, Lu Ming had a thought, and the chat group screen in his mind quietly unfolded.
The group chat was buzzing with activity.
[Poison Fairy: Speaking of geniuses, the Shrek Academy group is indeed very powerful. I've seen them fight in the Grand Soul Arena before; their teamwork was excellent.]
[Little Witch: +1, that evil-eyed white tiger named Dai Mubai is indeed quite skilled.]
Inside the Papal Palace's affiliated training ground in Wuhun City.
Hu Liena had just finished a high-intensity training session and was now lounging on the soft couch in the rest area.
She was wearing a tight-fitting training outfit that perfectly accentuated her alluring and seductive figure.
Her long, straight legs were casually crossed, their curves rounded and pert beneath black silk trousers, and her soft, jade-like feet were clad only in thin, soft-soled shoes, revealing her delicate ankles.
Seeing Ning Rongrong and Dugu Yan's comments, she snorted disdainfully.
Shrek?
They're just a bunch of country bumpkins.
With a light tap of her finger, a line of text appeared in the chat group.
[The Fox's Purest Feelings: Geniuses on the continent? Those have to look to the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation. Xie Yue and Yan are both Soul King-level geniuses, not some nobody can compare.]
[I Don't Have a Mother: Isn't the Spirit Hall's most outstanding genius the Pope's daughter? I wonder where that prodigy has gone now. @Pope, Bibi Dong, come out and take your punishment!]
Papal Palace.
On the high papal throne, Bibidon rested his chin on one hand, his eyes closed in meditation.
She wore a gorgeous gold and purple gown, the hem of which trailed on the ground like a blooming purple flower.
The slit in her long dress was extremely high, and as she sat casually, a long, beautiful leg encased in purple stockings was faintly visible. Her skin was as white as snow, her curves were perfect, and she exuded a fatal allure.
When she saw the message Qian Renxue sent, her phoenix eyes, which had been slightly closed, suddenly opened!
A flicker of surprise flashed across her eyes.
This person... actually knew about Qian Renxue's existence!
? ! ! !
How is that possible?
This matter is a top secret of the Spirit Hall!
Who exactly are the people in this group?
After a brief moment of shock, Bibi Dong's face regained the dignity and arrogance befitting a pope.
[Your Holiness: When it comes to genius, I consider myself the best in Douluo Continent. The youngest Title Douluo—that record remains unbroken.]
[So Cute Bunny: Bibi Dong! No matter how talented you are, I will definitely kill you someday to avenge my mother!!!]
[My cat is white and big: When it comes to true geniuses, it has to be the group admin. I heard the chat group will have a teleportation function in the future, I really hope to have the opportunity to receive individual guidance from the group admin.]
Inside the girls' dormitory.
Zhu Zhuqing sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a pure white cat in her arms.
She had just finished showering and was only wearing a loose nightgown, her long, dark hair wet and draped over her shoulders.
Beneath her nightgown, two straight, slender legs were crossed, their skin delicate and smooth, gleaming like ivory under the light.
Thinking of Lu Ming's calm and collected demeanor during the day's assessment, which had left the Shrek Academy students utterly overwhelmed, her heart began to race.
Powerful, mysterious, and unfathomable.
This man could be considered a genius.
However, the group owner is the most important.
Her fingertips traced across the virtual screen, a mixture of anticipation and trepidation she herself was unaware of, as she sent the message.
After sending the message, she stared intently at the screen, even holding her breath.
Time seemed to pass very slowly.
Just when she thought the other party wouldn't reply and a sense of disappointment welled up inside her, a golden avatar suddenly popped up.
[Emperor Lu: Providing individual guidance is not out of the question, it depends on my mood.]
boom!
Zhu Zhuqing felt as if a dazzling firework had exploded in her head.
He replied to me!
Group admin, he replied to my message!
A surge of immense joy instantly overwhelmed her, causing two beautiful blushes to rise on her fair cheeks.
She hugged the cat tightly in her arms, her clear eyes shining with an unprecedented brilliance.
There's a chance!
There really is a chance!
...
at the same time.
Blue Tyrant Academy.
As night deepened, lights began to twinkle in the dormitory area that the academy had assigned to Shrek and his group.
It was called a dormitory, but it was really just a few temporary single rooms, simply furnished with only a bed, a table and a chair.
In one of the rooms, Yu Xiaogang was hunched over his desk, writing furiously in a thick notebook by the soft light of the soul guide lamp.
"After repeated deductions and empirical verification, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul must follow the control-type route."
"Only control-type characters can bring out the full potential of Blue Silver Grass's resilience and regeneration, making up for its lack of offensive power."
"As for those foolish ideas that attempt to develop Blue Silver Grass into an offensive type, they are nothing but attention-seeking and a path to self-destruction."
The pen tip glides across the paper, leaving behind vigorous characters.
"At the same time, based on my original theory of 'Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls,' when adding spirit rings, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul can completely break the constraint that plant-type Martial Souls can only absorb plant-type spirit rings."
"Absorbing the spirit rings of animal-type spirit beasts can greatly enhance the toxicity, resilience, and entanglement and strangulation properties of Blue Silver Grass. This will be the mainstream development direction for all Blue Silver Grass spirit masters in the future!"
A broad and prosperous road!
As he wrote this, Yu Xiaogang's eyes gleamed with excitement.
He stopped writing, admiring his masterpiece with a look of self-satisfaction on his face.
"My most outstanding disciple, Tang San, is the most perfect practitioner of this theory."
"His Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was enhanced with soul rings of Mandragora Snake and Ghost Vine under my guidance."
"Now, he is not even fifteen years old, but his soul power has already reached level thirty-four. His strength is so great that he can even defeat the members of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy team head-on!"
"This is the best proof of the correctness and advancement of my theory!"
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