Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo

Although he knew long ago that his Blue Silver Grass was weak, Dai Mubai could easily shatter it with his high-level soul power.

Seeing that Lu Mingfei had so easily severed his Blue Silver Grass with just two fingers, he couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration.

He originally thought he could at least force out Lu Mingfei's second soul skill, but he didn't expect that Lu Mingfei's soul power condensation level had reached a level he couldn't even imagine.

But this was within his expectations. As the Blue Silver Grass continued to attack from the ground, Tang San used the Ghost Shadow Step to quickly approach Lu Mingfei.

In the final moments before the aftershocks of his soul skill had subsided, Tang San swiftly charged forward and chose to engage in close-quarters combat.

According to the master's analysis, Lu Mingfei's physical attributes are ultimately no match for those possessed by a Beast Martial Soul, which is why he used to rely on weapons as a means to compensate for his weakness in close combat.

With the enhancement of the Xuan Yu Hand, he was capable of going toe-to-toe with Dai Mubai.

From the perspective of the Golden Eyes, Tang San's feint attack was naturally ineffective, as his footwork was much slower than Zhu Zhuqing's.

Faced with the incoming white jade fist, Lu Mingfei simply used his own fist, which was covered in soul power, to deal with it.

In a simple clash of fists, Lu Mingfei remained completely still, while Tang San was forced to retreat by the impact.

"How is this possible?" Tang San was shocked. The power of that punch was even more astonishing than Dai Mubai's. The soul power of the Soul Sect was so strong.

"Hmph." Lu Mingfei suddenly exerted his strength.

Without any fluctuation of soul power, merely a physical movement, yet with a speed burst comparable to an agility-type Soul Master, a side kick covered in soul power struck Tang San's chest the instant he regained his footing.

Unable to activate his Purple Demon Eye, Tang San couldn't even see Lu Mingfei's moving route.

No matter how exquisite the Ghostly Steps are, they only allow you to anticipate the enemy's moves. Against an opponent you can't see clearly, they are naturally useless.

Even though Tang San used his Xuan Yu Hands to block, the immense force still penetrated the surface resistance of his internal energy and struck his muscles and bones solidly. Tang San's body seemed to lose control, flying backward more than ten meters before crashing heavily to the ground.

"Brother!" Xiao Wu couldn't help but run forward, but Zhao Wuji immediately blocked her way.

"Don't worry, Xiao Wu." Zhao Wuji could naturally see that Lu Mingfei had stopped exerting force in his last move, and Tang San only struggled on the ground for a moment before standing up again.

However, the excruciating pain from having his Xuan Yu Hand shattered head-on caused Tang San's adrenaline to surge, inevitably making his eyes bloodshot.

Just one strike!

Lu Mingfei's single kick shattered all of Tang San's Tang Clan's secret techniques. If Tang San hadn't held back at the end, he had no doubt that his arms would have been broken by that kick.

And this was under the protection of the Jade Hand; if it had landed on other parts of the body, there would have been no other possibility but disability or death.

"You little brat, you were hiding something under your arm after all!"

From the very beginning, Lu Mingfei noticed that the movement of Tang San's sleeves was not right, and during the punch just now, he felt a special tremor that did not match the body's skeletal structure.

It must have been a box; I could hear the metallic rattling sound coming from inside.

He had watched many martial arts dramas, and the most fitting description was a boxed hidden weapon like a hidden arrow. This was why he originally only wanted to end things peacefully, but suddenly took the initiative to attack.

If Tang San were to use a hidden weapon to injure someone at such close range, or if he were to be accidentally triggered by an external force while fighting him, even he would likely suffer greatly.

The promised sparring session turned out to involve carrying around something like this; Lu Mingfei really had the urge to kick Tang San to death just now.

No manners!

"You little brat, you really want to poke my eyeballs out, huh?!" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but curse inwardly.

If Lu Mingfei hadn't seen Tang Hao's Title Douluo-level soul power fluctuations in the southwest corner just now, he would have at least shown Tang San what a comminuted fracture was like!

"That's enough." Lu Mingfei's tone was as calm as possible, and he didn't give Tang San a pleasant look. Tang San was already like this after being kicked by him. He didn't believe that Tang San would have any reason to continue hitting him.

Perhaps because of the rare bursts of anger, Lu Mingfei's languid demeanor seemed to have completely vanished, replaced by an indescribable air of domineering authority.

Xiao Wu, who was about to say something, shut her mouth the moment she met Lu Mingfei's golden eyes. Even Zhao Wuji was slightly frightened.

"That's enough."

Zhao Wuji stepped forward and nodded. The gap between the two sides was too great. Tang San couldn't even withstand a single move from Lu Mingfei, so such a sparring match was meaningless.

No one else expected that this sparring match would end so hastily.

Lu Mingfei only made one move, but that move displayed unparalleled power and speed.

As a speed-attack type Soul Master, Zhu Zhuqing was especially aware that even she hadn't seen Lu Mingfei's extremely fast movement just now.

This is not just about speed; the rapid start-up, burst, and stopping are a huge test for all agility-based Soul Masters.

But Lu Mingfei completed it as if he were chatting and strolling, which meant that his speed just now was far from the other party's limit.

"Goodbye, everyone." Lu Mingfei extinguished his golden eyes and turned to leave slowly.

Ning Rongrong noticed that Lu Mingfei's condition was a bit off. She didn't know what had happened, and Lu Mingfei's appearance frightened her.

"No, it's not over yet!" Tang San's voice suddenly came from behind. "Lu Mingfei, aren't you a swordsman? Show me your hammer skills!"

A small hammer appeared out of thin air in Tang San's hand. It was a gift from Tang Hao to Tang San, a forging hammer made entirely of iron essence. The original intention was for him to openly forge the Chaotic Cloak Hammer in the academy.

"Not interested." Lu Mingfei didn't turn around, casually waving his hand. Faced with such blatant malice, even if he were shameless, he wouldn't bother to pretend to maintain the relationship.

If Tang Hao can't control his son and resorts to violence over something like this, then don't blame him for being impolite!

At the sixth rank, Tang Hao, a power-type Soul Master and Title Douluo, had no chance of stopping him.

"asshole!"

The intense physical pain, years of secret hostility, and the humiliation of being ignored ignited the deepest repression hidden in Tang San's heart.

Zhao Wuji had already noticed that Tang San was acting strangely and immediately wanted to step forward to stop him, but before he could say anything, the dark world suddenly lit up.

Lu Mingfei turned around, and his golden eyes, molten gold, burst forth with dazzling light, like two suns rising over Shrek Academy.

An overwhelming aura, like the sky collapsing and the earth sinking, rushed towards everyone.

The fear that originated from the most primal instinct of life instantly shattered all the anger in Tang San's heart, replacing it with only a chilling fear that touched his very soul!

The dragon's might sweeps across!