Chapter 177 Lu Ming defeats six opponents single-handedly! Terrifying strength! Yu Xiaogang is stunned!
"Young friend Lu Ming..."
Ning Fengzhi's voice even trembled slightly, "Is what Rongrong said true? These... really were made by your own hands?"
Lu Ming remained calm, picked up the teapot and refilled everyone's cups of tea with fluid movements, showing no sign of nervousness at being watched by the bigwigs.
"These are just some doodles I did in my spare time. I hope you'll forgive me, Sect Leader Ning."
That's really true!
Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
A doodle created in my spare time?
If this is graffiti, then those so-called skilled craftsmen on the mainland would probably be so ashamed that they'd want to smash their heads against a block of tofu.
When Ning Fengzhi looked at Lu Ming again, the satisfaction in his eyes was almost overflowing.
He possesses formidable strength, exceptional talent, knows when to advance and retreat, is shrewd and calculating, and now also wields such extraordinary skills.
He turned to look at his precious daughter, whose eyes were full of Lu Ming, and the thought in his heart became even more firm.
If Rongrong really ends up with this guy...
That is not only Rongrong's good fortune, but also the great fortune of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for a hundred years!
"Okay, okay."
Ning Fengzhi smiled meaningfully and did not ask any further questions about the manufacturing method of the soul tool.
Wise people speak only to the point and stop short of saying anything.
Since Lu Ming dared to reveal himself, he wasn't afraid of others eyeing him. What the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School needed to do was not to coerce or entice him, but to make the most of this "relationship".
...
A few days later.
The qualifying rounds of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament have officially begun.
Unlike the chaotic preliminary rounds, the qualifying rounds were changed to a one-on-one arena battle to showcase the individual strength of the Soul Masters.
The winner stays, the loser leaves, until one side has no one left to fight.
The royal hunting grounds, the huge training grounds have long been renovated.
Students and team leaders from all the major teams gathered together, and the atmosphere was even more intense than during the preliminary rounds.
"Next match: Blue Tyrant Academy vs. Blazing Fire Academy!"
As the emcee's resounding voice faded, all eyes instantly turned to the arena.
This is the highlight of today's event.
On one side is Blue Tyrant Academy, a dark horse that emerged unexpectedly in the preliminaries and crushed Shrek Academy; on the other side is the veteran powerhouse Blazing Fire Academy.
Especially that Huo Wu, I heard her strength has increased dramatically recently, and she said she'd teach Lu Ming a lesson.
The rest area of Blazing Fire Academy.
Huo Wu, dressed in a fiery red team uniform, suddenly stood up, her red hair dancing wildly in the wind like a burning flame.
Her gaze was fixed on the direction of Blue Tyrant Academy, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.
"Lu Ming, today I'll show you what it means to be outmatched!"
Ever since she snagged that "reward" in the chat group, her confidence had swelled to the extreme.
"Little sister, be careful, that Lu Ming is not simple," Huo Wushuang warned, frowning.
Don't worry, bro.
Huo Wu scoffed dismissively, "In the face of absolute power, all fancy tricks are futile. You all go first, deplete his soul power, and I'll finish him off last!"
On the arena.
Lu Ming, dressed in a dark, close-fitting outfit, stood upright like a pine tree, casually stepping onto the stage without even releasing his martial spirit.
"Lanba Academy, Lu Ming."
The student opposite him from Blazing Fire Academy was a level 41 Power Attack Soul Master.
"Fire Cloud of Blazing Academy! Please guide me!"
The student shouted, and his Martial Soul Fire Crane instantly possessed him. With a flap of his wings, two balls of raging fire roared towards Lu Ming.
Lu Ming didn't even lift his eyelids.
Just as the flames were about to engulf him, several wrist-thick blue silver grass vines shot out from the ground like dragons emerging from the sea.
Snap!
A crisp sound.
The student, along with the flames, was whipped away by a vine, tracing a graceful arc in the air before crashing heavily off the stage.
Sold out instantly!
The entire stadium fell into a deathly silence, followed by a deafening roar of cheers.
"Next." Lu Ming patted non-existent dust off his sleeves, his tone as calm as if he were calling out a number.
The ensuing battle turned into a one-sided performance.
Whether it was Huo Wushuang or the other members of the Blazing Fire team, none of them could withstand a single move from Lu Ming.
Those Blue Silver Grasses, enhanced by Lu Ming, were as tough as iron and as swift as lightning, far beyond the capabilities of ordinary Soul Masters.
"Go down."
With a casual wave of Lu Ming's hand, the sixth member of the Blazing Fire team was also thrown off the stage.
One against six!
Moreover, it was a one-against-six victory without any suspense, and could even be described as a humiliating defeat!
"Too strong... Is this the power of Emperor Lu Tian?"
In the stands, Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, her eyes sparkling.
Although Zhu Zhuqing, who was sitting next to her, did not speak, her clear and cold eyes sparkled with a strange light, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
"Damn it! How is this kid so strong?"
In the Shrek Academy area, Dai Mubai slammed his fist on the railing, his face turning ashen.
Tang San stared intently at Lu Ming on the arena, his Purple Demon Eye activated to its fullest extent, yet he still couldn't see through Lu Ming's true strength.
"His soul power... seems to be even stronger than during the qualifiers."
Yu Xiaogang's stiff face twitched, and a hint of jealousy and resentment flashed in his eyes.
On what grounds?
How can someone with a useless martial soul like Blue Silver Grass cultivate so quickly?
This contradicts his theory!
Just then, a red figure, filled with boundless rage, rushed onto the arena.
"Lu Ming! You're too arrogant!"
Huo Wu finally couldn't hold back anymore.
Watching her teammates being eliminated by Lu Ming like trash, the anger in her heart had already reached its peak.
She has to win!
She wanted to trample this man's dignity under her feet in front of the entire mainland!
Lu Ming looked at Huo Wu, who was furious.
"Finally decided to come up? I thought you were going to hide until the end of the competition."
"Enough with the nonsense!"
Huo Wu let out a sharp shout, and her soul power erupted instantly.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black!
Five spirit rings pulsed beneath her feet, especially the fifth black ten-thousand-year spirit ring, which exuded a chilling aura.
boom!
The entire audience erupted in uproar!
"A Soul King?! A Five-Ring Soul King?!"
"Oh my god! Huo Wu has actually broken through level 50?"
"How is this possible? How old is she? Isn't her talent even more terrifying than the Golden Generation?"
The previously calm audience in the stands completely erupted in chaos.
Even Emperor Xueye and Bishop Salas, who were in the VIP seats, couldn't help but stand up, their faces full of shock.
Soul Kings of this age are extremely rare in the history of Douluo Continent!
"Level 50..."
Tang San's pupils contracted sharply, and his fingernails dug deeply into his palms.
He fought tooth and nail, even relying on his so-called twin martial soul talent, but he's only at level forty-something now.
What makes this Fire Dancer so special?
Yu Xiaogang's mouth gaped open, his expression as if he had swallowed a dead fly.
"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible! This doesn't conform to the rules of Soul Master cultivation!"
He shook his head frantically, unable to accept the reality before him.
(End of chapter)