Chapter 115 Lu Ming Kills Zhao Wuji! Soul Saint Dies Tragically! Shocking!
Upon hearing this, Shui Bing'er's cheeks flushed slightly.
Her clothes were soaked through and clung tightly to her body, revealing her exquisite curves. If she went up like this, wouldn't she be completely exposed?
But she knew this wasn't the time to be sentimental. She gritted her teeth, dragged her tired body, and pulled the still-sleeping Shuiyue'er ashore.
By the moonlight, the wet, dark blue school uniform skirt clung tightly to the girl's graceful body, water droplets sliding down her fair thighs, glistening in the moonlight.
Lu Ming glanced at it once and then looked away.
Shui Bing'er keenly noticed this detail, and her favorability towards her instantly soared.
This is the true demeanor of a strong person.
As she circulated the last vestiges of her restored soul power to dry her clothes, she cautiously asked:
"My benefactor, that Zhao Wuji... he's a Soul Saint level expert, how did you manage to rescue us?"
Before she lost consciousness, Zhao Wuji had chased after her aggressively.
A level 78 Soul Saint is a top-tier expert even in this Heavenly Fighting City.
Lu Ming stood up, dusted off his clothes, and spoke in a calm tone, as if he were asking what he had for dinner:
"Just kill him."
"Wh...what?!"
Shui Bing'er's hand, which was twisting the hem of her skirt, suddenly froze. Her voice instantly rose eight octaves, and her beautiful ice-blue eyes widened in disbelief.
"You...you killed Zhao Wuji?!"
That's none other than Immovable King Zhao Wuji!
He was a notorious villain in the Soul Master world back then, a ruthless character that even sixteen Soul Emperors couldn't capture when they joined forces!
He was killed so easily?
Moreover, the man in front of him had no injuries whatsoever, and his breathing was steady and normal.
This is terrifying!
Lu Ming didn't explain further, he simply nodded.
"Um."
"The person is already dead, lying over there. If you're interested, you can go and finish him off with a couple more stabs."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the sky.
"Since you're alright, I'll be going now."
This is, after all, a mass burial ground, with an overly heavy yin energy; staying here for too long would make one uncomfortable.
And his cat is still waiting for him to come home.
Lu Ming turned to leave.
"etc!"
Seeing that he was about to leave, Shui Bing'er became anxious and, disregarding her composure, quickly called out to stop him.
Lu Ming paused, turning back to look at her:
"Is there anything else?"
Shui Bing'er's clothes were now half-dry. She tidied her slightly disheveled hair, and two blushes appeared on her beautiful face as she asked shyly:
"My benefactor's kindness is beyond measure, and I, Shui Bing'er, have no way to repay it."
"I...can I ask what your name is?"
This is a sign of a young girl experiencing her first stirrings of love.
She was rescued by a hero in her most desperate moment, and this hero was also so powerful, mysterious, and upright.
At that moment, the masked figure was deeply imprinted in her heart.
Lu Ming remained silent for a moment.
His real name definitely cannot be revealed, since he is still a student of Blue Tyrant Academy.
He pointed to the mask on his face, his voice tinged with amusement:
"Watch out for Superman!"
After saying that, Lu Ming's figure flashed, and he disappeared into the night like a ghost.
Shui Bing'er was left standing there, staring blankly in the direction he had disappeared.
"Watch out for Superman..."
Shui Bing'er murmured softly the somewhat strange yet endearing name.
The moonlight shone on her face, reflecting an unprecedented fervor in the girl's eyes.
Although she had just soaked in the icy spring and was feeling cold all over, her heart was pounding wildly and burning hot.
"Watch out, Superman... I, Shui Bing'er, will remember you."
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Tian Dou City, Blue Tyrant Academy.
It was already late at night when Lu Ming returned to his dormitory.
He pushed open the door; the soul-guiding lamp inside was still on.
A graceful figure was sitting cross-legged on the bed, cultivating.
Upon hearing the door open, the girl on the bed immediately opened her eyes, her aura of coldness like that of a winter plum blossom.
It was Zhu Zhuqing.
"Captain, where did you go?"
Zhu Zhuqing got off the bed and looked Lu Ming up and down with her beautiful eyes. Seeing that he was unharmed, her tense nerves finally relaxed.
"We've been looking for you for ages but haven't found you."
"I thought you were back, but no one's here."
Zhu Zhuqing was wearing a tight black leather outfit today, which made her already hot figure even more breathtaking.
Since leaving Shrek Academy and moving in with Lu Ming, her complexion has improved significantly, and the gloom that had always lingered between her brows has dissipated considerably.
Lu Ming casually closed the door, walked to the table, poured himself a glass of water, and calmly told a lie:
"You also know that today is the day of the full moon."
"The female soul masters in Tiandou City are too crazy. I wanted to buy something, but I was surrounded by a group of people. It was only with great difficulty that I managed to get away."
"Those girls were so enthusiastic, they insisted on getting my autograph. I was afraid of hurting them if I forced my way in, so I had to wait with them for a while."
Lu Ming said this without blushing or skipping a beat.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing nodded earnestly.
"So that's how it is."
She had no doubt about what Lu Ming said.
After all, this is a precedent.
Since the start of the preliminary rounds of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, Lu Ming's performance has been truly outstanding.
Not only is he handsome and has an outstanding temperament, but he is also incredibly powerful.
He single-handedly defeated the Blazing Fire Team and the Plant Academy Team, almost sweeping all before him.
Lu Ming's popularity in Heaven Dou City is such that he could be considered a national idol, especially among the young female Soul Masters, who all regard him as their dream lover.
Being mobbed by fans is perfectly normal for Lu Ming.
"Captain, you should be more careful when you go out in the future."
Zhu Zhuqing gave a word of advice, then, as if remembering something, said seriously:
"Teacher Erlong came by just now."
"She said that our opponent in tomorrow's match is the Kamikaze team."
"Feng Xiaotian of the Kamikaze team is very strong, and all of them can fly. Their tactics are flexible and varied. Teacher Erlong told us to be careful and not to underestimate them."
"Kamikaze Team?"
Lu Ming took a sip of water, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
"knew."
"They're just a bunch of bird-men who can only fly, nothing to worry about."
Seeing Lu Ming's confidence, Zhu Zhuqing said no more.
In front of this man, all difficulties seemed insignificant.
"It's getting late, you should get some rest. There's a match tomorrow."
Lu Ming put down his water glass and turned to walk towards his room.
"Okay, goodnight, Captain."
Back in his room, Lu Ming closed the door behind him and lay down on the bed.
He didn't care about the Kamikaze Squadron at all.
The current focus is on capitalizing on this surge in "activity."
With a thought, he directly opened the chat group interface in his mind.
(End of chapter)