Chapter 200 Ah Yin: You are Lu Tiandi!!
Lu Ming held the halberd in one hand. The muscles on his arm were not exaggerated, but they contained a despairing power.
He didn't even use much soul power; he simply relied on the physical amplification brought by the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's torso bones, plus the weight of the trident itself, to create an absolute crushing force.
"Get off."
Lu Ming uttered three words.
He slammed the trident down hard.
"puff!"
Tang Hao could no longer hold on, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He was slammed into the ground by that terrifying force, as if he had been swatted like a fly.
The enormous Haotian Hammer lost control and crashed down onto the ground next to Tang Hao, creating a bottomless crater.
Lu Ming slowly retracted his trident and looked down at the man embedded in the soil.
Tang Hao was in an extremely disheveled state at this moment.
His tattered cloak was completely torn to shreds, revealing his scarred body underneath.
His right arm was twisted in a strange way, clearly indicating that the bones had been broken in the collision.
Blood gushed from his mouth, nostrils, and ears, staining the soil beneath him red.
This is Haotian Douluo.
He was a man who once beat up the Pope and roamed freely across this continent.
At this moment, it lay at Lu Ming's feet like a dead dog.
Tang Hao gasped for breath, each breath accompanied by intense chest pain.
But he couldn't care less about any of that.
His mind is completely blank right now.
We lost?
I actually lost?
Did he still lose to a junior who wasn't even a Title Douluo?
"impossible..."
Tang Hao struggled to get up, but as soon as he moved, his bones made a grinding sound that made your teeth ache.
"What kind of sorcery did you use?"
Tang Hao stared intently at Lu Ming, his gaze as if he were looking at a monster.
The power of that attack just now even surpassed the pressure he faced when he confronted Qian Xunji back then.
That's not a power that humans should possess.
Lu Ming casually stuck the Trident of Poseidon into the ground beside him, making a muffled sound.
The earth trembled slightly with the insertion.
"witchcraft?"
Lu Ming's face was expressionless, showing neither the joy of victory nor the mockery of the losers, only an indifference as if looking at ants.
Is it really that hard to admit your own incompetence?
"Tang Hao, your so-called pride is worthless in my eyes."
These words were even more hurtful than the halberd strike just now.
Tang Hao felt his blood rush to his head and spat out another mouthful of blood.
What he valued most in his life was face and the prestige of the Haotian Sect.
But now, both of these things were trampled underfoot by Lu Ming, who even crushed them twice.
Ah Yin watched this scene from a distance, her hands tightly clasped together.
She knew Tang Hao was very strong.
In her memory, Tang Hao had always been a man of great stature.
But now, looking at the man who was powerless against Lu Ming, a certain image she had of him crumbled.
Instead, Lu Ming's figure, like that of a god or demon, appeared.
Powerful, mysterious, and invincible.
Tang Hao barely managed to support himself on the ground with his left hand, half-kneeling.
His gaze passed over Lu Ming and fell on Ah Yin in the distance.
Ah Yin's gaze was fixed on Lu Ming, and the light in his eyes was something he had never seen before.
It was worship, dependence, and even a hint of inexplicable emotion.
Tang Hao felt as if his heart had been crushed by an invisible hand.
envy.
His insane jealousy nearly drove him to madness.
But he knew one thing even more clearly.
As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.
He is now severely injured and his soul power is exhausted, making him no match for Lu Ming at all.
If they continue fighting, they will surely die.
Tang Hao was not afraid of death, but he could not die so ignominiously, nor could he watch Ah Yin fall into the hands of this "traitor".
"Kid, I'll remember this debt."
Tang Hao gritted his teeth, his voice sounding like it was being squeezed out from deep in his throat.
"As long as I live, as long as the Haotian Sect lives, one day I will make you pay the price!"
After saying those harsh words, Tang Hao didn't hesitate at all.
He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the Haotian Hammer beside him.
The Haotian Hammer, which had been dull and lifeless, suddenly shone with a blood-red light.
"fry!"
Tang Hao detonated the remaining soul power within his body, and using the thrust generated by the explosion, he transformed into a streak of blood-red light and fled madly into the depths of the forest.
It moved so fast that it left a trail of afterimages in the air.
He didn't even turn his head.
The man who once said he would take Ah Yin away was now running faster than anyone else.
Lu Ming stood still, looking in the direction where Tang Hao had disappeared, without any intention of giving chase.
He pulled the trident of Neptune from the ground and gently brushed off the dust.
"They run pretty fast."
If he wanted to chase, Tang Hao wouldn't be able to escape with his Blue Silver Domain perception and current speed.
But keeping Tang Hao around is still useful.
Some scenes still need to be acted out by the former Haotian Douluo, such as when they meet Tang San and have another father-son showdown.
That's what you call amazing.
The woods returned to silence.
Only the devastation and the enormous crater proved that a tremendous battle had just taken place here.
Ah Yin jumped down from the tree branch and quickly walked to Lu Ming's side.
She looked at Lu Ming, her blue eyes filled with inquiry and awe.
"Young Master Lu..."
Ah Yin's voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.
Are you alright?
Although Lu Ming had been beating Tang Hao the whole time, it was still Haotian Douluo's desperate attack.
Lu Ming shook his head and put the Trident of Poseidon back into his soul tool.
"It's just a toothless tiger; it can't hurt me."
Ah Yin pursed her lips, hesitating to speak.
She's not stupid.
A teenage Contra player.
The first spirit ring is ten thousand years.
He possesses two 100,000-year soul rings.
He can casually produce those divine artifacts that even a titled Douluo can't withstand.
And the absolute control over the Blue Silver Grass that was demonstrated in the battle just now.
This cannot be explained by the word "genius" alone.
In addition, there was the guidance and foresight of "Emperor Lu" in the chat group, as well as Lu Ming's domineering statement "My territory, my rules" just now.
All the clues converged in Ah Yin's mind into an astonishing conjecture.
"you..."
Ah Yin took a deep breath and mustered the courage to look into Lu Ming's eyes.
"You're not just Lu Tiandi's disciple, are you?"
"Or rather, there were no disciples at all."
"The 'Emperor Lu' in the group is actually yourself."
When Ah Yin said those words, her heart was pounding.
If her guess is true, then who exactly is this young man standing in front of her?
Is it a reincarnated deity?
Or is he a peerless master hidden in the world?
Looking at Ah Yin's nervous yet expectant face, Lu Ming's lips curled up slightly.
Since it's already been guessed, there's no need to keep pretending.
"You've become smarter."
(End of chapter)