Chapter 35 Lu Ming's Brutal Cruelty to Shrek Academy! Dai Mubai's Miserable Fate! The Trio of Useless Trash!
The two, one on the left and one on the right, one at a distance and one close, worked together seamlessly, instantly blocking all of Lu Ming's escape routes.
Faced with this combined attack that sealed off all escape routes and was determined to kill in one blow, Lu Ming's face remained completely calm.
A few Soul Masters at level 30 or so are nothing but chickens and dogs in front of him, a Soul Grandmaster at level 44.
"Is that all you've got?"
Lu Ming spoke softly, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of Dai Mubai and the other two.
The moment the words fell.
Buzz—
An overwhelming and unstoppable aura suddenly erupted from his body!
yellow!
yellow!
black!
Three spirit rings suddenly rose from beneath his feet!
The first two spirit rings were standard hundred-year spirit rings, emitting a bright yellow halo.
However, when the third spirit ring appeared, the pupils of Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar all contracted to their maximum size in an instant!
It was a deep, dark black soul ring that seemed capable of swallowing all light!
Rings of black light spread outwards, carrying an ancient and powerful pressure that caused the surrounding air to freeze.
Dai Mubai's unstoppable tiger claws and Ma Hongjun's scorching phoenix fire lines both came to an abrupt halt less than half a meter from Lu Ming's body.
It wasn't that they wanted to stop, but the terrifying pressure from the ten-thousand-year-old soul ring made their soul power stagnate, and their movements instantly stiffened!
"A ten-thousand-year soul ring?!"
Dai Mubai's eyes widened, his evil gaze filled with shock and disbelief, and his voice trembled with extreme astonishment.
Oscar turned deathly pale with fright, dropping the sausage from his hand. His lips trembled as he stammered:
"And...and the third spirit ring...is actually a ten-thousand-year spirit ring!"
On Ma Hongjun's fat face, the resentment and ferocity had long been replaced by a blank expression. He screamed as if he had seen a ghost.
"That's impossible!"
"Didn't the master say that a Soul Master's body has a limit to its endurance, and that only by advancing to the Soul King level can a Soul Ring be attached as a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring for the fifth Soul Ring?!"
"You're only level 30-something! How could you possibly absorb a ten-thousand-year-old soul ring?!"
"It's fake! It must be fake!"
The worldviews of the three were completely overturned and shattered at this moment!
Yu Xiaogang's theory is already considered an irrefutable truth in their hearts, the bible of the Soul Master world.
But what they saw before them was like a resounding slap in the face, and even in the face of the master they admired!
"Noisy".
Lu Ming uttered two words calmly.
He didn't even use any of his soul skills; he simply moved his hands and feet, producing a series of cracking sounds from his bones.
The next instant, his figure vanished from the spot.
Bang!
A muffled thud.
Dai Mubai felt an irresistible force coming from his chest. His proud "White Tiger Protective Barrier" and "White Tiger Vajra Transformation" shattered instantly, as if they were made of paper.
He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing through several trees as thick as a bowl before falling heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Mu Bai!" Oscar exclaimed.
However, before he could finish speaking, a hand had already grabbed Ma Hongjun by the neck, lifting his obese body into the air with one hand.
"Well..."
The flames on Ma Hongjun's body instantly went out. He kicked wildly, his face turning a deep purplish-red, but he couldn't break free from that iron-like hand.
Lu Ming looked at him expressionlessly, clenched his other fist, and threw a seemingly ordinary punch.
Bang!
The fist struck Ma Hongjun squarely in the abdomen.
Ma Hongjun's body suddenly arched into a shrimp-like shape, and he vomited up his dinner from the night before.
He was sent flying by the punch, and finally crashed into Dai Mubai.
"Your turn."
Lu Ming turned his head and looked at Oscar, who was already terrified.
"No...don't hit me!"
Oscar was so scared he almost flew out of his skin and turned to run away.
But how could a food-type Soul Master outrun Lu Ming?
Lu Ming appeared in front of him in a flash, delivering a precise whip kick to his back.
"ah--!"
Oscar let out a scream, arced through the air, and landed precisely on Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, creating a human pyramid.
The whole process was swift and swift, taking only a few seconds.
Dai Mubai struggled to get up from the ground, looking at Lu Ming who was unharmed, his evil eyes filled with horror.
"Even with the three of us working together... we were still no match for him..."
Ma Hongjun clutched his stomach, his face contorted in pain, his eyes filled with terror.
"And...and he didn't even use any spirit rings, yet we were completely routed..."
Oscar lay on top, his bones feeling like they were about to fall apart, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
"I used to think he was just a nepotism hire, that he wasn't even qualified to be our substitute... I never expected him to be this good?!"
They couldn't understand how a Soul Master with Blue Silver Grass as their Martial Soul could be so powerful!
Lu Ming walked slowly to the three of them and looked down at them.
"You want to cripple me?"
He stepped on Ma Hongjun's hand with a slight force.
Click!
"Ahhh! My hand! My hand is broken!"
Ma Hongjun let out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.
Lu Ming stepped on Dai Mubai's leg again.
Click!
"Ugh!"
Dai Mubai groaned, large beads of cold sweat rolling down his forehead, gritting his teeth to keep from making a sound.
"You think you're worthy?"
Lu Ming's voice was soft, yet it carried a chilling edge.
"Spare us...please spare us! We were wrong! We'll never do it again!"
Oscar completely broke down, crying and begging for mercy.
Lu Ming didn't even bother to look at them again. He raised his foot and casually kicked the small mountain of rocks piled up by the three of them.
Bang!
The three figures were once again sent flying in parabolic arcs, disappearing into the distance at the edge of the grove.
All that remained were a series of screams that faded into the distance.
Lu Ming dusted off non-existent dust from his sleeves, put away the soul ring, as if he had only done a trivial matter.
He turned and headed towards the dormitory, then strode away.
...
When Lu Ming pushed open the door to his dormitory, he was momentarily stunned.
The room was quiet, with only the sound of even breathing.
Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating a corner of the room.
A graceful figure lay on his side on his bed.
A cascade of fiery red hair spread across the pillow, creating a striking contrast with the snow-white pillowcase.
The person who arrived was none other than Liu Erlong.
She seemed to have been waiting for a long time and fell asleep without realizing it.
She lay on her side, her body's curves outlined perfectly in the moonlight, her mature and full figure exuding an astonishing allure.
One long, straight, beautiful leg was slightly curled up, while the other was casually draped over her shoulder.
Beneath the hem of her skirt, a section of her fair and delicate calves was exposed to the air, her skin seemingly glowing with a luminous sheen under the moonlight.
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