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

Countless ice swords, like venomous snakes with life, instantly pierced through the defenses that Lan Muzi had desperately erected, impaling him in mid-air.

He watched helplessly as Tang Yinmeng, not far away, was pierced by more than a dozen ice swords at the same time. Her gentle body was instantly torn apart and exploded by the violent sword intent, turning into a tragic cloud of blood mist, without even leaving a last word.

"Nonemu!!! No—!!!"

Lan Muzi let out a heart-wrenching, desperate roar, two lines of bloody tears streaming from her eyes. All her pride and beliefs collapsed completely at this moment.

Lu Jun watched all this indifferently, a thought flickering in his mind.

Boo hoo hoo-!
More ice swords swept past, completely engulfing and shredding Lan Muzi's mangled body, turning it into a rain of blood and flesh that fell in abundance.

Thus, all but a few of the thousands of Soul Masters from Tang Sect and Shrek Academy were wiped out.

In the valley, corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed like rivers, resembling a living hell.

In mid-air, Lu Jun, dressed in white, was surrounded by thousands of ice swords swirling and dancing around him, making him appear like a god who held the power of life and death.

The soaring sword intent and icy aura caused the heavens and earth to lose their color.

He cast a cold glance down at the last few young Soul Masters below, who were already paralyzed with fear, defecating and urinating, and who only had the cultivation of a Soul King. They were the survivors he had deliberately left alive.

He raised his voice, which wasn't loud, yet it seemed to contain the laws of heaven and earth, clearly resounding throughout the surrounding area, and would surely reach Shrek City and the Tang Sect through some means:

"Tang Sect? Shrek Academy?"

"The absolute worst of the worst!"

"I, Lord Lu, am showing great mercy today. I am kind-hearted and will spare your dog lives."

“Go back and tell Zang Xin, Cao Dezhi, Yun Ming, and all you old bastards hiding in the back—”

"Your Tang Clan, your Shrek Academy, in my eyes, are nothing but a stinking pile of dog shit!"

"If you're not satisfied, come at me again! No matter how many come, I, Lu Jun, will kill them all!"

The sound was calm, yet colder than the far north, and wilder than thunder from the heavens!
They openly challenged the two oldest and most powerful forces on the continent in front of the entire world!
Lu Jun, the number one genius on the mainland.

That's incredibly arrogant!

Of course, the premise is that he possesses the absolute strength to support this arrogant and overwhelming power.

He single-handedly slaughtered thousands of Soul Masters, leaving only a few terrified Soul Kings to frantically relay messages!
This is Lu Jun!
Only he could have created such a terrifying and glorious record that is worthy of being recorded in history!

The surviving Soul Kings, upon hearing these extremely humiliating words, turned a deep purplish-red with shame, fear, and rage. Their bodies trembled violently, their teeth chattering, and they roared and cursed inwardly, yet dared not utter a single word.

Finally, under Lu Jun's indifferent gaze, they scrambled and stumbled like stray dogs, turning around in a sorry state and desperately fleeing into the distance, wishing their parents had given them two more legs.

Watching them scramble and crawl away in a panic, Lu Jun stood atop the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha-!"

The laughter was unrestrained and deafening, full of joy and unbridled spirit, and lingered in the blood-soaked valley for a long time!
This battle will undoubtedly be his most glorious comeback battle after his breakthrough, a legendary battle that will silence the entire continent.

Thousands of Soul Masters and elites from the two holy lands could only kneel and surrender their heads before him alone with his sword!
Lu Jun, laugh freely, laugh heartily!

This scene was deeply imprinted in the hearts of all who witnessed it, bringing an unparalleled visual and emotional impact!

On a distant high ground, Le Zheng'en, Qian Gu Dongfeng, and Guan Yue looked at each other, each seeing immense shock and a hint of... relief in the other's eyes.
Fortunately, this monster is temporarily on the side of the Federation. Xu Tiandi and other Federation senators, who were watching through the monitoring soul guide device, were collectively speechless. The conference room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, with only heavy breathing echoing throughout.

Lu Jun truly possesses the strength to single-handedly slaughter thousands of enemy troops.

At the edge of the battlefield, Gu Yuena's eyes gleamed with a strange light, and her heart pounded faster than usual.

Xie Xie was so excited that his face turned red, and he danced around, wishing he could rush up and hug Lu Jun's leg.

"Hahahaha, that's awesome, fucking awesome!" Xie Xie was so excited he was almost incoherent. "Brother Lu! He truly is my idol! My only idol! Hahahaha!"

He kept replaying in his mind the image of Lu Jun, alone with his sword, looking down upon the world and slaughtering the arrogant Tang Clan and Shrek Academy without leaving a trace. He felt his blood boiling and was filled with pride.

Long Chen also patted Tang Wulin's shoulder hard, excitedly saying:

"Wu Lin, did you see that? Brother Lu is standing up for you, and for all of us!"

Tang Wulin nodded heavily, gazing at the figure in the distance that resembled a god of war. His fists clenched tightly, his eyes filled with admiration, longing, and the determination to become stronger.

In the middle of the valley, Lu Jun's laughter gradually subsided.

The thousands of ice swords surrounding him, like soldiers who had completed their mission, slowly dissipated into the air.

He landed gracefully, his feet stepping on the dark red ice. His gaze swept over the inferno he had created with his own hands, his eyes remaining calm as still water.

He knew the news would spread quickly.

The storm has only just begun.

But he was fearless.

Because he is Lu Jun.

Hidden in the shadows, Le Zheng'en, Qian Gu Dongfeng, Guan Yue, and others had just recovered from Lu Jun's awe-inspiring massacre and were preparing to show up to congratulate him on his great improvement in strength and his powerful return.

However, at this moment——

"and many more!"

Xia Zheng suddenly let out a low shout, her sharp mental energy sweeping across the surroundings like a spider web, her expression changing abruptly.

"There are many onlookers around, carrying some kind of high-precision remote recording soul guide device. They are at the filming site. What does this mean?"

Reminded by her, Le Zhengen and the others were alarmed and immediately released their senses. Sure enough, they discovered dozens of figures with extremely well-concealed auras hiding in some extremely secluded corners, crevices in the rocks, and even in the distant tree canopy on the outskirts of the battlefield.

They all carried specially made soul-guided camera devices, with the lenses pointed directly at the center of the battlefield, especially in Lu Jun's direction.

"Our attention was completely drawn to Lu Jun's battle, and we didn't even notice these rats." Le Zheng'en's face darkened, a flash of anger in his eyes. "Stop them and see what they're up to!"

The powerful figures moved swiftly, spreading out instantly. Their strong auras locked onto the onlookers, ready to capture them.

Those secretly filming clearly realized they had been exposed, and immediately scattered like startled rabbits, their movements swift and well-trained, indicating they had been prepared in advance.

However, their speed was still insufficient compared to top-tier experts like Le Zheng'en.

They were about to be caught and captured—(End of Chapter)