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Chapter 214 A Slash of Overlapping and Dismemberment! The Desperate Ye (4k)

What sets Lu Ming apart from other ghost tamers, besides the ghost bride he's holding hands with, is his terrifying mental strength.

However, Ye Zhen did not realize this. Instead, he thought he could break through Lu Ming by starting from the level of consciousness.

After Ye Zhen's sword strike, Lu Ming immediately heard the scraping sound of steel claws deep in his consciousness.

The sound was harsh, dry, and cold, giving the feeling of a pair of rusty iron claws scraping across a moldy wall.

Deep within his consciousness, Freddy's supernatural abilities helped Lu Ming withstand Ye Zhen's supernatural attack.

"The intensity is still too weak."

Lu Ming shook his head. Although it sounded arrogant, it was the truth.

Ye Zhen's sword strike posed no danger to him.

"A paranormal attack on the level of consciousness?"

"Do you follow your words?"

"Ye Zhen from this paranormal forum is indeed a freak. No wonder that before Lu Ming became a ghost tamer, the paranormal forum, the circle of friends, and the headquarters were able to stand in a tripartite balance and check each other."

Sun Rui's expression shifted slightly, but he only dared to secretly observe Ye Zhen from a distance.

He was very self-aware; in the current situation, he didn't even have the right to intervene. He could only hope that Lu Ming wouldn't be defeated by Ye Zhen in their very first encounter.

If he didn't even have this much tact, Sun Rui, the person in charge of Dahan City, would probably be long gone.

Li Yang's expression also darkened, and he thought to himself, "The captain is probably in danger this time."

It wasn't that he didn't trust Lu Ming, but rather that he simply felt Ye Zhen's abilities were too abnormal.

The sword in his hand could not only cut through five layers of ghostly realms, but also trigger a death curse upon seeing it.

Even without looking at the sword in his hand, one can still suffer a mental attack.

With that in mind, Li Yang looked around, trying to see if there was anything he could do to help.

"Even if the captain successfully withstood Ye Zhen's supernatural attack, it's a critical moment in dealing with the supernatural event. If the captain's condition is affected, it would be a greater loss than a gain..."

In Li Yang's view, even if Lu Ming could withstand this dangerous supernatural attack, he would still have to pay a price.

Ye Zhen was very confident in the sword strike he had unleashed.

He crossed his arms and smiled confidently, "Hehe, Xiao Lu, from today onwards you'll know who the real number one in Asia is."

Ye Zhen was originally a towering figure in the supernatural world, someone that ordinary ghost tamers could only look up to and had no chance to challenge.

Now that he has reached new heights, he naturally has the right to be arrogant.

However, Lu Ming did not kneel down and beg for mercy as he expected. Instead, he stood still and did not move, seemingly unaffected.

"Are you kidding me? My sword strike failed?"

Realizing this, Ye Zhen looked somewhat flustered, clearly not expecting to be proven wrong so quickly.

His harsh words just now sound like child's play, completely threatening and even making people want to laugh.

After calming himself down, Ye Zhen suddenly realized that his supernatural attack could not possibly have failed. The only possibility for Lu Ming to be standing here unharmed was that he had easily neutralized the supernatural attack that had targeted his consciousness.

After realizing this, Ye Zhen received no comfort whatsoever; instead, his expression became even more unpleasant.

This shows that his new methods, which he was so proud of, were completely ineffective against Lu Ming, and were far inferior to Lu Ming's.

"Never mind, let's keep going."

Ye Zhen gritted his teeth and got into a punching stance.

He had already made a bold statement beforehand, saying that at this point, there was absolutely no way he would back down.

Ye Zhen's pose at this moment was very standard, as if he had specially trained in boxing.

Sun Rui and Li Yang, who were watching from a distance, were somewhat puzzled.

The battle between ghost tamers is a contest of supernatural strength.

So, can fists really make a difference?

The moment that thought crossed their minds, Ye Zhen's fists rained down on Lu Ming, one punch after another, with no gap between them.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!
The immense strength is beyond what a normal person should possess; even professionally trained boxers would find it difficult to achieve this level.

Several muffled thuds followed, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared all over Lu Ming's body. He shattered completely and turned into dust.

"died?"

Ye Zhen didn't believe that Lu Ming would die so easily. Sure enough, when he turned around again, he found that Lu Ming, who had just been "smashed," was already behind him, holding the ghost bride's hand, silently casting a cold gaze.

The "Lu Ming" that was just smashed was nothing more than shards of broken glass.

Noticing Ye Zhen's gaze, Lu Ming slowly shook his head. Judging from his expression, he seemed very disappointed with Ye Zhen's performance.

This tiny gesture was extremely insulting to Ye Zhen, even more so than being directly scolded by pointing at his nose.

Supernatural battles are often decided in an instant, without taking much time. The reason their exchange lasted so long was because Lu Ming didn't make a move from beginning to end.

until now.

"Ye Zhen, you'd better remember what you said before."

Lu Ming's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

"Your ghost realm has shrouded this place for so long, now it's my turn."

The ghost bride beside Lu Ming has not made a move since she appeared, like a decoration, silently holding hands with Lu Ming.

This ghost bride brought Ye Zhen a great sense of oppression, and she was also the one Ye Zhen considered the most threatening to him.

He had previously said that Lu Ming was a freeloader, because he felt that after losing the Ghost Bride, Lu Ming's fighting ability would definitely be greatly reduced, and he might not even be his match.

But Lu Ming deliberately didn't rely on the ghost bride's supernatural abilities.

I don't know if they felt it was unnecessary to deal with Ye Zhen, or if they had other plans.

next moment.

Lu Ming casually waved his hand.

The fluffy paper dust fell in a flurry, like a heavy gray snowfall.

At dusk, the sky above Dahan City turned fiery red, as if it had just been burned. However, wherever the willow catkins drifted down, the original color faded, turning into a hazy gray world.

"This is... Lu Ming's Ghost Domain?!"

Ye Zhen's pupils contracted, revealing an expression of disbelief.

This place was shrouded in his ghostly domain from the very beginning, and everyone thought that Lu Ming didn't make a move because he couldn't defeat him.

But now it seems that invading Ye Zhen's ghost domain would be an easy thing for Lu Ming.

Even though Ye Zhen always said that the Ghost Domain was not his strong point, it was definitely not Ye Zhen's weakness—a true strongman has no weaknesses.

Even with such a terrifying ghost realm, Lu Ming still managed to invade it.

Ye Zhen roared angrily, "Disperse!"

The hazy, ghostly world clearly exceeded the strength of his ghostly domain, and Ye Zhen's resistance had no effect whatsoever.

When he looked at Lu Ming again, he found that Lu Ming had somehow acquired a rusty machete.

The machete was old-fashioned, even covered in dirt, and looked older than his twisted and cracked longsword. The blade was also cracked in many places. Most people's first impression upon seeing the machete was that this old thing was definitely unusable.

However, Ye Zhen was very perceptive of the supernatural and sensed the danger of the machete in Lu Ming's hand.

Sun Rui and Li Yang were stunned by what they saw.

"Is that human being?"

"Ye Zhen is already terrifying enough, but who would have thought that even against Ye Zhen, Lu Ming would have an overwhelming advantage... Judging from his appearance, he doesn't take Ye Zhen seriously at all." Sun Rui even had a feeling that Ye Zhen was like a spoiled child, wanting an adult to play with him.

Lu Ming is the "master" whose strength and temperament far surpass Ye Zhen's.

With minimal effort, they easily defused all the dangerous supernatural attacks.

Li Yang thought to himself, "As expected of the captain, there are no longer any ghost tamers in the current paranormal world whose strength surpasses his..."

"No, that would be too dismissive of the captain... A more accurate statement would be that in the current paranormal community, it's uncertain whether there's even a ghost-controlling master capable of withstanding a single paranormal attack from the captain..."

With the three of them having different ideas, Lu Ming finally made his move.

He still didn't rely on the ghost bride's supernatural powers, but on his own.

Lu Ming slowly raised the rusty machete in his hand, held it above his head, and then looked at Ye Zhen.

In the gray world, dozens of mirrors appeared out of nowhere.

Despite the different angles and lighting, the images reflected in each mirror are exactly the same.

They were all Lu Mings wielding machetes.

"Ye Zhen, now it's time to show you what a truly terrifying supernatural attack is, lest you become narrow-minded and arrogant."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the mirror images of Lu Ming simultaneously swung their swords.

cut!
The massive cleaver, carrying the damp scent of earth, swung down, its cracked tip aimed directly at Ye Zhen, who stood with his hands behind his back, from a downward angle.

From Ye Zhen's perspective, all he could see was the tip of the blade, which exuded a terrifying and eerie aura, and the enormous blade itself.

Countless illusory images of cleavers overlapped and surged in from all directions like a tide, before finally merging into a solid single blade.

This strike will surely hit the person in front of me.

Ye Zhen's eyelids twitched, and an ominous premonition arose in her heart.

He has a scapegoat, so he doesn't care at all even when faced with supernatural attacks from vengeful ghosts.

Some of his usual behaviors are seen by other ghost tamers as nothing short of "courting death".

This confidence stemmed from the scapegoat.

However, a somewhat absurd idea suddenly came to Ye Zhen's mind.

Get out of the way! You absolutely have to get out of the way!

If he were to take this fatal blow head-on, then even a scapegoat might not be able to save him.

With these thoughts in mind, Ye Zhen's figure vanished swiftly in the sky, like a phantom that did not exist, elusive and hard to grasp.

This method of action is bizarre and difficult to understand.

Even though his own ghost domain was suppressed by the Ghost Painting Ghost Domain, Ye Zhen was still able to do this, thanks to the strange leather shoes he was wearing.

In the world of ghost paintings, no normal living person could do this, but Ye Zhen did it anyway.

This precisely demonstrates that he is no ordinary person.

"Xiao Lu, you are indeed extraordinary. If you had taken that blow head-on, I can't even imagine what the consequences would have been..."

"Unfortunately, among top-tier ghost tamers, it's usually a situation where neither of us can defeat the other. Today's battle will likely end in a draw."

With Ye Zhen's bizarre movement, even a vengeful ghost couldn't lock onto him.

That's why he had the confidence to say such a thing.

draw.

Despite such a long period of effort and preparation, Ye Zhen still failed to defeat Lu Ming. Although it was a draw, in Ye Zhen's heart, he had already lost.

Moreover, this was all under the premise that Lu Ming did not rely on any supernatural items or the ghost bride's supernatural powers.

If both sides go all out and a real fight breaks out, Ye Zhen will definitely be the one who suffers.

A draw?

Just then, a stiff and cold smile suddenly appeared on Lu Ming's face.

He had a thought in his mind.

The once peaceful world of ghost paintings began to show signs of change.

This subtle anomaly would be hard for a normal person to notice, but Ye Zhen realized something was wrong in time.

It's a pity it's too late.

The blade that had just vanished distorted everything around it, falling in an even more bizarre and elusive manner.

puff!

Blood splattered.

Ye Zhen's right arm was completely severed, the cut was smooth and clean, and the wound did not look like it was caused by a blunt weapon such as the Ghost Cleaver.

This is because the knife that actually severed Ye Zhen's arm was not the one in front of him.

Rather, it was some kind of terrifying supernatural phenomenon.

"My arm was cut off?"

Ye Zhen looked at his severed arm in disbelief.

He was used to injuries of this magnitude.

He had even had his head cut off by a ghost before.

Because the scapegoat inside his body is an almost bug-like existence, Ye Zhen has survived unharmed until now.

Logically, the same should apply this time as well.

The supernatural attacks that could be received were not transferred to the figurines in that cabinet for a long time.

No new arm grew from the severed area.

The scapegoat's supernatural powers have failed.

If it weren't for the pain still stimulating Ye Zhen's nerves, he probably would have thought he was dreaming.

Not only was he a scapegoat, but other supernatural entities within him were also suppressed to varying degrees, their strength reduced by more than a fraction of a point.

Only when things reached this point did Ye Zhen's eyes widen as he realized what was happening.

"This is...dismemberment..."

His supernatural abilities were dismantled by Lu Ming, and a certain form of suppression was formed.

In this situation, even a scapegoat is not a panacea.

The reason why Ye Zhen was "immortal" in the past was because of the incredible characteristics of the scapegoat, which could even transfer the resurrection of vengeful ghosts to the figurine.

But a scapegoat is ultimately not a true crash.

Once it is dismembered and suppressed, it will lose all its supernatural power.

At this point, Ye Zhen was like a lamb to the slaughter.

"How is this possible..."

Ye Zhen muttered to herself, her eyes vacant.

He could tell that Lu Ming hadn't used his full strength, but the slash he had just delivered was even more terrifying than the supernatural attack of an S-level vengeful ghost.

More accurately, it wasn't a single cut, but countless cuts layered upon each other.

(End of this chapter)