Chapter 119 Lu Ming Shocks the Entire Audience! Blue Silver Emperor! Yu Xiaogang is Stunned!
Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly, a hint of anxiety flashing in her dark eyes.
"Captain, the Kamikaze team has seven members, and they are all Soul Masters with excellent teamwork."
Ning Rongrong also grabbed the hem of her clothes and said urgently, "Yes, Lu Ming, this is too risky. We are a team..."
"team?"
Lu Ming interrupted her, his tone calm but unquestionable.
"Faced with an opponent of this caliber, your charge would only become a burden to me, making me feel restricted."
These words are hurtful, but they are the truth.
Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip. Although her current soul power was enough to defeat opponents at level 38, it was still insufficient in front of Lu Ming.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the resentment in her heart.
"I'll listen to the captain."
Seeing this, Ning Rongrong said nothing more, but her eyes were filled with worry as she looked at Lu Ming.
"The match begins!"
At the host's command, soul power surged instantly on the arena.
Both sides released their martial spirits immediately.
In the VIP section.
Emperor Xueye sat upright in the center, his gaze fixed on the arena with great interest.
"Sect Leader Ning, both teams are favorites to win the championship. Which side do you favor?"
Ning Fengzhi smiled gently, his gaze falling on the black-haired boy.
"Shenfeng Academy has a profound foundation, and Feng Xiaotian is a rare genius. However, I think that boy named Lu Ming might bring us some surprises."
Xue Qinghe, standing to the side, lowered his eyes slightly, a smile flashing in them, but said:
"The teacher is absolutely right, but Feng Xiaotian is, after all, a mutated martial soul, Gale Twin-Headed Wolf. Whether it is speed or attack power, he is among the best in his class. In addition, with the aerial combat advantage of the Divine Wind Team, Blue Tyrant Academy probably has little chance of winning."
The other distinguished guests nodded in agreement, clearly showing their greater agreement with the Crown Prince's view.
On the arena.
Lu Ming did not adopt any defensive stance, but took the lead and stood at the very front.
Feng Xiaotian let out a long howl, and a bright blue light shone behind him, revealing a huge two-headed wolf phantom.
"First Soul Skill, Wind Blade Formation!"
Instead of launching a direct ranged attack, he used the wind to propel himself into a streak of blue light, instantly rushing towards Lu Ming.
quick.
Extremely fast.
Zhu Zhuqing's pupils contracted sharply. Even as an agility-type Soul Master, she could only barely catch a glimpse of this speed.
"Such speed!"
Ning Rongrong exclaimed in surprise, "I can't see it at all!"
On the other side of the stands, the Shrek Academy students were also watching the match.
Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, watching the situation on the field, a look of an expert commentator appearing on his stiff face.
"This Feng Xiaotian is indeed extraordinary. The Gale Two-Headed Wolf granted him extreme speed with the wind attribute, and coupled with his own understanding of the wind, in terms of speed alone, he has almost no rivals at the Soul Master level."
"Even if our Shrek team were to face them, the outcome would be uncertain."
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others nodded, their expressions solemn.
However, just as Feng Xiaotian's sharp claws were about to touch Lu Ming's throat...
Lu Ming made a move.
He simply took a small step to the left.
The movements were simple, without any fancy moves, and even the fluctuations in soul power were very weak.
But this very step was precisely what allowed him to avoid Feng Xiaotian's fatal blow.
Feng Xiaotian's sharp claws grazed Lu Ming's collar, stirring up a gust of wind.
"Feng Xiaotian, you're too slow."
Lu Ming's voice rang in his ears, as calm as stating a fact.
Feng Xiaotian was greatly alarmed.
How is that possible?
Just a moment ago, he had clearly locked onto Lu Ming's aura, how could the other party possibly dodge it?
Even a Soul Emperor-level expert couldn't easily outrun him in terms of speed alone!
He refused to believe it and forcibly twisted his body in mid-air, his claws flashing and creating a sky full of claw shadows as he attacked Lu Ming again.
Lu Ming strolled leisurely, dodging left and right amidst the intense onslaught.
Every dodge was perfectly executed, not a fraction more or less.
Feng Xiaotian grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
This is not a contest of speed at all; it is a crushing defeat of spiritual realms!
This man in front of me is acting strangely; things can't go on like this.
"Change formation!"
Feng Xiaotian roared and retreated rapidly.
The other six members of the Kamikaze Academy were already ready to go. Upon hearing their captain's command, they immediately flapped the wings on their backs.
Six enormous cyan wind pillars shot into the sky, intertwining to instantly form a massive wind prison, trapping Lu Ming firmly in the center.
The wind howled, its blades sharp as knives, sealing off all of Lu Ming's escape routes.
"Let's see where you run this time!"
A ruthless glint flashed in Feng Xiaotian's eyes, and his fourth soul ring suddenly lit up.
Purple light illuminated half of the arena.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Demon Wolf Blade!"
His arms transformed into enormous cyan wind blades, which, amplified by the wind prison, slashed fiercely at the trapped Lu Ming with an aura that seemed to tear everything apart.
He was confident that this attack would severely injure even a Soul King!
Yu Xiaogang shook his head and sighed, "Lu Ming was too overconfident. With the combined forces of the Divine Wind Team blocking him out, plus Feng Xiaotian's fourth soul skill, he's doomed to lose."
Tang San's gaze was also intense, and he activated his Purple Demon Eye, wanting to see how Lu Ming would be utterly defeated by this attack.
Faced with this seemingly inescapable predicament, Lu Ming merely smiled slightly.
Wood Release!
He gave a low shout.
Just as the Demon Wolf's Blade was about to strike, countless Blue Silver Grass vines suddenly burst out from the cracks in the arena, instantly enveloping Lu Ming in a giant grass cocoon.
"boom!"
The wind blades slashed at the grass cocoons, sending grass clippings flying.
A hint of joy appeared on Feng Xiaotian's face, but it froze before it could fully bloom.
There was no one inside the tattered cocoon of grass.
Only a few broken, withered vines of the Blue Silver Grass remained.
"How is this possible?!"
Feng Xiaotian gasped in shock.
Just then, a tall figure appeared out of thin air outside the huge wind prison enclosure.
It was Lu Ming.
Unharmed.
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
Yu Xiaogang's stiff face was filled with shock again, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
"This is... a self-created soul skill?!"
Tang San stared intently at Lu Ming on the arena, his hands unconsciously clenching.
"Blue Silver Grass can be used like this? This ability, which is similar to a substitution technique, not only requires extremely high control over soul power, but also an extraordinary understanding of martial soul."
"I never expected that Lu Ming could create his own soul skill. His comprehension and talent are simply amazing."
Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes and suddenly said, "Not only that, brother, look at where he appeared. There's no trace of him moving. If I'm not mistaken, this is a spatial soul skill."
"What?!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice suddenly rose, "It's actually an extremely rare spatial soul skill?"
Spatial attribute is one of the most mysterious and powerful attributes in the world of Soul Masters.
A Blue Silver Grass Soul Master actually mastered the mysteries of space?
"He can even master the mysterious and unpredictable spatial soul skill? Is this Lu Ming... really just a fifteen-year-old boy?"
(End of chapter)