Chapter 93 Lu Ming's Blue Silver Overlord Spear! Endless Life, Undying and Indestructible!
"What exactly did Lu Ming teach her?" Tang San felt a strong sense of dread.
On the arena.
Lu Ming nodded slightly when he saw Zhu Zhuqing defeat her opponent in one move.
good.
Although it was still somewhat raw and hadn't fully unleashed the power of the Innate Skill, it was more than enough to deal with this kind of person.
"You bastard!"
A roar interrupted Lu Ming's thoughts.
Huo Wu's eyes turned red as he watched his teammates being defeated.
He and the other members of the Blazing Fire team exchanged glances and instantly reached a tacit understanding.
That Lu Ming is really strange; Huo Wu won't be able to take him down anytime soon.
But we must deal with Zhu Zhuqing first!
"Take down that catwoman first!"
Huo Wushuang roared, abandoning Huang Yuan who was still entangled with him, and led the other two team members to turn their spearheads and launch a fierce charge towards Zhu Zhuqing.
Huo Wushuang, accompanied by two members of the Blazing Fire Team, charged straight at Zhu Zhuqing like three angry fire bulls.
Zhu Zhuqing had just unleashed her attack, and her innate internal energy was in a brief gap between the dissipation of old power and the generation of new power.
Faced with the encirclement of three offensive-type Soul Masters, especially one of them, Huo Wushuang, who was at level 38, a trace of seriousness finally flashed in her cold eyes.
Just then, a whooshing sound suddenly rang out.
Lu Ming made a move.
His speed may not seem fast, but it gives people the illusion of shrinking the distance to an inch, and he can cross half of the arena in just a few steps.
"Lu Ming! I am your opponent!"
A sharp shout rang out from the side.
Huo Wu had been watching Lu Ming's movements for a while. When she saw him going to provide support, she flashed and blocked Lu Ming's path.
The light of her third spirit ring had not completely dissipated, and two blazing fireballs were gathering in her hands, representing her long-accumulated rage.
"Stay here!"
Huo Wu pushed out with both palms, and the fireball, carrying a rolling heat wave, blocked all of Lu Ming's paths of advancement.
Despite the obstruction, Lu Ming didn't even pause for a moment.
He didn't even use his martial spirit; he simply raised his right hand, and the wide sleeves of his robe created a gust of wind as he swung his arm.
This gust of wind did not contain any particularly violent fluctuations of soul power, but it did contain an extremely pure and immense force.
call!
With a gust of wind from his sleeve, the two fireballs that Huo Wu had unleashed were extinguished instantly, like candle flames encountering a hurricane, leaving not even a spark.
Immediately afterwards, that force struck Huo Wu without any resistance.
"What?!"
Huo Wu's pupils suddenly contracted.
She felt an irresistible force surge towards her, and she was like a leaf caught in a whirlwind, staggering backward uncontrollably.
Thump thump thump!
Huo Wu staggered back seven or eight steps until her shoes left two charred marks on the ring before she could finally regain her balance.
She looked up in shock at the man who had already passed her, leaving her only with his back to her.
How is that possible?
Although she is a control-type Soul Master, her physical fitness is also among the best in her level after years of training.
The opponent simply waved his hand casually, without even using his martial spirit, and repelled her?
This absolute disparity in power filled her with a sense of absurdity.
At this moment, Lu Ming had already appeared in front of Zhu Zhuqing.
Facing the three rushing towards him, Lu Ming made a fist in the air with his right hand.
Within his palm, a frenzied blue-purple light gathered—life energy so intense it was almost overwhelming.
But this life energy did not transform into tender vines; instead, it compressed and solidified instantly.
Clang!
A crisp, metallic clang rang out.
A long, slender spear, entirely blue-purple in color and covered with strange golden patterns, appeared in Lu Ming's hand.
Blue Silver Overlord Spear!
Lu Ming held the gun in one hand and flicked his wrist slightly.
The gun trembled, creating a fan-shaped burst of light that swept out horizontally.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously.
The three of them, Huo Wushuang and his companions, who had charged forward with great momentum, seemed to have run into an impenetrable wall.
The three men's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, and they were sent flying backward at an even faster speed than they had come. After landing, they staggered back several meters before barely managing to stand, their chests churning with blood and qi.
The arena fell silent instantly.
Lu Ming did not press his advantage, but instead turned his head to look at Zhu Zhuqing behind him.
"That was a good attack just now; I didn't embarrass myself."
Lu Ming's voice was flat, revealing no emotional fluctuations.
"Leave the rest to me."
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the tall figure blocking her way, and her tense nerves instantly relaxed.
She nodded slightly, her eyes, which usually held a sense of aloofness, now sparkling with a different kind of brilliance.
"Yes, Captain."
My heart skipped a few beats in my chest.
This feeling of being protected behind someone was a novel and reassuring experience for her, who was used to facing the brutal competition within her family alone.
Across from him, Huo Wushuang clutched his chest, his face extremely pale.
He stared intently at the long spear in Lu Ming's hand.
"What is that? How can Blue Silver Grass turn into a weapon?"
The transformation of a plant-based martial soul into a weapon-based martial soul is simply unheard of.
What alarmed him even more was that the force of that shot was as heavy as a mountain, a force that a control-type Soul Master should not possess.
"elder brother!"
Huo Wu arrived at this moment and stood beside Huo Wushuang, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and anger.
Lu Ming turned around, his Blue Silver Overlord Spear pointing diagonally at the ground.
"Shall we continue?"
These three simple words struck the hearts of every member of the Blazing Fire team like a heavy hammer.
Huo Wushuang took a deep breath, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.
"Lu Ming, you are indeed very strong."
"But this is a team battle, not a solo show by you!"
Huo Wushuang suddenly shouted, "Change formation!"
At his command, the remaining members of the Blazing Fire team quickly changed positions.
The two support-type Soul Masters' Martian Martial Souls shone brightly, and countless sparks fell, landing on Huo Wushuang.
The flames on Huo Wushuang's body suddenly surged, and the originally dark red flames began to turn bright white.
"Second Soul Skill, Spark Rain!"
Huo Wushuang slammed his hands into the ground.
Instead of attacking Lu Ming, they targeted the other members of Blue Tyrant Academy.
Countless fist-sized meteors rained down from the sky, covering half of the arena.
Apart from Lu Ming and Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, who had already dodged due to their extremely fast movements, Huang Yuan, Jing Ling, and the others remaining from Blue Tyrant Academy were completely powerless to resist the dense barrage of fire.
Screams rang out one after another.
A moment later, apart from Lu Ming and his two companions, the other four members of Blue Tyrant Academy were all blasted off the stage, their bodies emitting black smoke, and they lost their ability to fight.
"Now it's quiet."
Huo Wushuang straightened up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Lu Ming, and revealed a sinister smile.
"Now, there are seven of us against the three of you."
(End of chapter)