Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 419 Besieging Lu Jun?

As Leng Yaozhu spoke, she pointed around the room:
“I have already set up a soul power barrier here. If there is any external intrusion, I will immediately sense it and rush back as quickly as possible. So, staying here is the safest place.”

"Yes, teacher, don't worry, I will stay put and won't run around."

Lu Jun nodded obediently, a reassuring smile on his face.

"Teacher, please take care and be safe."

Leng Yaozhu gave a few more detailed instructions before turning around and leaving with Atai.

The suite door closed gently, leaving Lu Jun alone in the large space, which suddenly felt empty and quiet.

Lu Jun returned to his bedroom, sat down cross-legged again, and prepared to continue his previous cultivation to consolidate his power.

However, it was right across from room 402.

The two Title Douluo who had been monitoring 404's movements through special means exchanged a glance after seeing Leng Yaozhu and Titan Snow Demon King leave together, their eyes flashing with excitement and ruthlessness.

"Well? The opportunity has arrived! That troublesome Heavenly Phoenix Douluo and Titan Snow Demon King are both gone, leaving only that brat in the room! Shall we make our move?"

The tall, thin man said urgently in a low voice.

The other person was more cautious, but still immediately pulled out an encrypted communicator:
"Wait, let me consult my superiors first!"

He quickly reported the situation. Upon hearing this, the person on the other end of the communicator's breathing quickened, and their voice became urgent and frantic:
"Move! Move immediately! I've already had another team secretly plant a high-yield, level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell in the underground support structure of this hotel!"

The voice carried a hint of madness:

"Although there is a soul power barrier set up by Leng Yaozhu in the room, forcibly breaking through it would definitely alert her and make her return quickly. But this level nine cannonball is enough to intercept her for a while, and even... it would be better if it could seriously injure her!"

"By the way, let's blow everyone in the hotel into the air! Let's use this grand fireworks display to announce the official arrival of the Green Skull to the foolish Federation, hahaha!"

This insane and cruel plan made the two titled Douluo on the other end of the communicator feel their blood boil, their eyes filled with nothing but longing for "merit" and "the favor of the goddess".

"Understood, for the sake of the goddess of beauty!"

The two men roared in unison and then hung up the call.

They exchanged a glance, then without further hesitation, immediately contacted the other infiltrators via an encrypted channel:
"The unplanned target has been isolated. Everyone, proceed with Plan Two."

At that moment, Lu Jun, who was meditating cross-legged in his bedroom, suddenly opened his eyes.

Even without the Ice Abyss Sword within his body issuing another warning, his powerful spiritual sense, which had just stepped into the half-step Spirit Realm, clearly perceived a dangerous aura filled with killing intent rapidly approaching.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Jun's mind stirred.

A dazzling ice-blue light instantly covered his entire body, and the gold-grade, invisible one-word battle armor instantly took effect.

Dressed in flowing white, she possessed an extraordinary aura.

At the same time, the Ice Abyss Sword, which was entirely ice-blue and exuded supreme coldness, appeared out of thin air in his hand. Wherever the sword pointed, the moisture in the air instantly condensed into countless ice crystals, and the coldness illuminated the entire room.

The very next second that Lu Jun was on high alert.

"Boom!" At the doorway of the room, the soul power barrier set up by Leng Yaozhu let out a groan of being overwhelmed, as someone forcibly tore open a gap with some kind of special soul tool.

Five figures rushed in, their target clear: Lu Jun in the bedroom.

These five individuals possessed shining spirit rings, all of them having the standard seven-ring spirit saint configuration: two yellow, three purple, and two black. They were also covered in standard one-word battle armor, but their spirit power was weak and their battle armor was of poor quality. They looked like "underdeveloped" spirit saints who had been forcibly enhanced by drugs and secret techniques and whose foundations were unstable.

Lu Jun's gaze swept over them, a cold and disdainful smile curving his lips. He chuckled, holding the Ice Abyss Sword, and faced the encirclement of five Soul Saints without the slightest fear.

"You scum, you actually dare to come here."

The next moment, Lu Jun seemingly casually swung the Ice Abyss Sword horizontally.

An extreme chill, seemingly capable of freezing the soul, suddenly erupted.

Endless frost spread out from him like a tidal wave in an instant, at a speed beyond imagination.

The five Soul Saints who had just rushed in didn't even have time to unleash a single Soul Skill before their ferocious expressions froze instantly. Their bodies were covered by a thick, indestructible layer of icy blue ice, turning them into five ice sculptures of different shapes, completely lifeless.

Instant kill!

With a single sword strike, he instantly killed these five underdeveloped Soul Saints.

What a joke! Lu Jun in his normal state could even put up a fight against Tang San, who had seven hundred thousand-year soul rings, let alone these underdeveloped Soul Saints.
Meanwhile, the two Title Douluos in room 402 had just joined forces and, at an extremely fast pace, set up a level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell radiating a destructive aura in the corner of the room, along with seven level-seven fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells for auxiliary and interception purposes.

Just as they raised their hands to wipe away the sweat, preparing to enjoy the spectacle to come, their communicators crackled with the frantic cries for help from their men:

"Sir, reinforcements are needed! Something's wrong with 404! That kid's acting strangely!"

"He...he actually killed all five of us Soul Saints in an instant by himself! We couldn't stop him at all!"

"???"

The two titled Douluo were stunned upon hearing the news, their faces filled with disbelief.

They could all see at a glance that the kid's soul power fluctuations were clearly only level 50.

How could one person instantly kill five Soul Saints?

This simply subverted their cognition!
The situation was urgent, and they didn't have time to think about the level 9 shell. They rushed out of the room as fast as they could and headed to suite 404.

When they rushed to the door of 404, the sight that greeted them sent chills down their spines!

Inside the suite's living room, the other ten Soul Emperors, three Soul Saints, and one Soul Douluo in command, who had been lying in ambush, were forming a battle formation and attacking the white-clad figure in the center with all their might.

Meanwhile, Lu Jun, at the center of the siege, gripped the chilling ice-blue longsword in one hand, his movements graceful and agile, as if strolling leisurely amidst the dense attacks.

Every casual swing of the Ice Abyss Sword carried a terrifying sword intent capable of freezing everything, forcing the Soul Emperors and Soul Saints into a frantic frenzy. The Soul Douluo was even paler, clearly under immense pressure.

Even seeing two Title Douluos rushing towards him with murderous intent, Lu Jun showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, he revealed an even more confident, even somewhat arrogant, smile, and his clear voice rang out distinctly in the chaotic battlefield:
"Oh? Finally, two decent small fry have arrived. But you really picked the wrong opponents."

(End of this chapter)