Dragon Clan: The Tyrant Lu Mingfei Comes Again

Lu Mingfei tilted his head slightly, and his punch hit the air, but it still made a terrifying sound. The surrounding air was compressed by the punch and hit far away, causing this place to become a vacuum-like state for a moment. The surrounding air was now frantically rushing towards here to make up for it.

"Hit accurately, or your face will hurt."

As Lu Mingfei spoke, he gently stroked his hair that had just been blown up by the wind from the fist. With his other hand, he turned his palm and slapped Pu Yi on the face again, so that both sides of his face were comforted with the same force.

"Bang!" Another punch was thrown quickly, but unfortunately it still didn't hit Lu Mingfei.

Pu Yi's eyes turned red. His originally golden eyes turned red-gold under the drive of anger. His murderous intent pressed forward without any concealment, as if he wanted to crush Lu Mingfei into pieces with his momentum.

"Pa." Lu Mingfei slapped Pu Yi again. Like Zhu Yu, he did not use much force. Compared to taking Pu Yi's head off, he preferred to let Pu Yi slowly feel the powerlessness.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Like a drilling machine ramming into the ground, Pu Yi's fists kept hitting Lu Mingfei without any pause, but he never hit Lu Mingfei once. However, every time he made a move, Lu Mingfei's slap would come as promised, gently "stroking" Pu Yi's face.

Under the gaze of all the mixed-bloods in the club, Pu Yi, the recognized number one of the younger generation, was being played around like a monkey. No matter how fast he was, even his fists turned into afterimages, he still couldn't touch even a corner of Lu Mingfei's clothes.

Until finally, Pu Yi stopped punching. Even though his fists were clenched so hard that they made crackling sounds, he did not throw out another punch.

"What's wrong? Are you tired? Or is your face hurt from being hit? You've learned your lesson."

"If that's the case, I'm going to take action."

Until this moment, Lu Mingfei still hadn't opened his golden eyes. His black pupils just stared at Pu Yi in front of him. The grin on the corner of his mouth broke the last taut string of Pu Yi's rationality.

It is not allowed to use high-risk words in indoor battles, because it may cause harm to other spectators, but Pu Yi no longer wants to pay attention to these at the moment. He just wants Lu Mingfei opposite him to die.

"Word Spirit, Samadhi True Fire!"

A huge amount of spiritual power gathered from all around, and an ice-blue lotus flame appeared out of thin air in Pu Yi's hand. The surface of this flame was as cold as the ice in the Arctic, but its core had a temperature similar to that of the sun.

The encounter between cold and heat brews unimaginable power.

"Lu Mingfei, you can say one more sentence now as your last words before you die."

When his spiritual words were released, Pu Yi's sanity suddenly returned. Perhaps he thought that Lu Mingfei would never be able to survive under the influence of his extremely high-risk spiritual words.

"Are you sure your Word Spirit can be released here? It's such a small space. If you release the flame in your hand, how many people here will survive?"

Lu Mingfei was not nervous at all. Instead, he leisurely pulled over a stool and spoke slowly to Pu Yi who was determined to win.

"Your father might die, and so many mixed-bloods will die too. Can you bear the consequences of all this, Pu Yi?"

Lu Mingfei looked past Pu Yi in front of him and towards Pu Sheng, the patriarch of the Pu family, who was standing a few meters away with a grim expression on his face.

He had never seen this Word Spirit, but based on the power of the mobilized Word Spirit, the serial number was definitely at the three-digit level, and a Word Spirit of this level would inevitably cause great damage once it took action, especially in this enclosed underground space.

Even among the powerful hybrids, how many can survive?

"So, do you really dare to release the Word Spirit in your hand, or are you just a kid pretending with a nuclear weapon?"

Lu Mingfei leaned back on the chair and yawned loudly, as if he was sleepy and wanted to sleep. This gesture was tantamount to the greatest insult to Pu Yi.

Chapter 67: The Tranquility Before the Final Battle

Lu Mingfei's words made everyone present look gloomy. The gathering place was originally a closed underground space. If Pu Yi used all his strength to activate the power of the extremely dangerous Word Spirit.

Then this place will be like a huge steamer, and they are the meat in the steamer. When the True Fire of Word Spirit Samadhi is released, this steamer will instantly cook everything inside.

In front of the unimaginable and dangerous power of the Word Spirit, any strong body endowed by dragon blood seemed as insignificant as dust. Even the Dragon King could not help but be shaken when facing this power.

"Pu Yi, this is not the place for you to release your spirit."

"Pu family leader, you should know what will happen if your son releases this word spirit. Ask your son to stop releasing the word spirit."

The representative of the Yue family, a major coastal family, spoke first, and representatives of other major families also spoke out one after another, exerting pressure on the head of the Pu family and Pu Yi.

They are happy to see the clash between the Pu family and Zhu Yu, but the premise is that such a clash must not affect their own interests, let alone something that would cause everyone to be buried together.

Just as Lu Mingfei expected, the mixed-blood families who had just been united in hatred of the enemy suddenly turned their attacks against each other and tried to stop Pu Yi from releasing his Word Spirit.

Pu Sheng remained silent like a sculpture. He looked around at the representatives of the major clans who spoke one after another. He knew that this represented the pressure from the entire mixed-blood community of Dragon Country, and they wanted him and his son to take a step back.

He knew that his son had lost to Zhu Yu's designated successor in a physical contest, but he was extremely certain that as long as his son used the power of words, he would surely win in the end.

This is the power of extremely dangerous words. Even the Dragon King needs the power of fear.

But because of this, all half-bloods are afraid of this power.

But in this situation, releasing such words at this distance would do no good.

More than 90% of the hybrids present will die instantly, and Lu Mingfei will die, but the same thing is that Pu Yi, as the releaser, will not escape the fate of death. At such a close distance, no hybrid can walk out of it intact.

So the answer now in front of him is very clear. Pu Yi has only one way to go, and the Pu family also has only one way to go.

That is to give up this attempt to force the emperor to abdicate and admit that the Pu family has lost this time. This also means that the prestige of the Pu family will be hit, allowing Zhu Yu in front of them and her recognized successor Lu Mingfei to gain greater prestige.

As one thing grows, the other shrinks, and the time for the Pu family to reach the highest position will be delayed, and the difficulty will increase exponentially. It is also possible that from now on, the Pu family will lose the opportunity to become the highest.

But no matter what, there is only one path before Pu Sheng. Perhaps after choosing this result, worse things will happen, but if he does not choose this result, then everything will disappear.

"Pu Yi, stop releasing the Word Spirits. We have lost this time."

Pu Sheng's voice was trembling. He had been confronting the leader Zhu Yu, but now he had given up his offensive posture like a beast before hunting. Although there was reluctance in his eyes, he finally became calm.

Hearing the words from his father behind him, the irritability in Pu Yi's eyes faded a little, and his body trembled slightly, but the ice-blue lotus-shaped flame in his hand only shrank but did not go out.

"Pu Yi, don't release the Word Spirit, we won't get anything."

After Pu Sheng said another word, this time, Pu Yi's body did not tremble, but was very calm.

He was so calm that the product of Samadhi True Fire in his hand disappeared silently. He raised his head and looked at Lu Mingfei, who was sitting on the chair opposite him like watching a monkey. The irritability in his eyes completely faded away, leaving only a hint of calmness and unexpected persistence.

"In terms of physical strength and control alone, although I don't want to admit it, from our previous fights, I am far inferior to you. But I don't care, because I think my words will let you know that in a battle between hybrids, words are the key to determining victory or defeat."

Having said that, a sarcastic smile appeared on Pu Yi's face, but this sarcasm was not directed at others, but at himself.

"But what I didn't expect was that the Word Spirit that I thought could destroy everything could not be used under the criticism of those useless half-bloods that I looked down upon. So I have to admit that I am not as good as you in manipulating people's hearts and the general trend."

"Pu Yi, you'd better explain what you just said, otherwise we will regard it as an insult to all our mixed-blood families."

Pu Yi's voice was not loud, but this was a closed place and the people present were not ordinary people. Everyone heard Pu Yi's words clearly and they began to question Pu Yi.

"Ah...."

Pu Yi lowered his head with a hint of mocking smile on his lips, but this time, it was not self-mockery, but a real mockery directed at those mixed-race people.

His mocking laughter gradually grew louder and then suddenly stopped. The next moment, he turned around and looked at the half-breeds who were attacking him in their seats.

"Who gave you the courage to threaten me! Who gave you the strength to use your ideas to restrain me!"

The sound was like thunder, roaring in everyone's ears. This was the pride of the Pu family, and even more so the pride of the powerful mixed-blood Pu Yi.

Brilliant golden pupils burned in his eye sockets, and surging momentum surged behind him. He just stood there, but like an awakened dragon, he suppressed everyone so much that they could not say a word.

"If you're afraid of me, then run away from me! And get out of here!"

"Half-bloods are strong and proud, not weak and cowardly like you. Fearful ones, there is the exit."

Pu Yi pointed to the exit of the assembly and used his own strength to press down on the heads of all the mixed-bloods in the audience, just like an ancient king sitting on the supreme throne, looking down on his ministers and commanding the world.

"Things are starting to get interesting. I thought it was going to be a boring battle, but it seems like I've found gold amidst the gravel."

Lu Mingfei's hands were on the handles of the chair, a golden light flashed in his eyes. He looked at Pu Yi who was looking down on the world. This was the pride that a mixed-blood who wanted to reach that position should have.

Instead of the stupid half-breed who could only yell before.

"Who are you to speak to us like this? You are just..."

The representative of the Yue family had not yet finished speaking when he stopped abruptly like a duck with its neck strangled. At this moment, his face looked particularly ugly, because Pu Yi in front of him had condensed an ice-blue flame in his hand, and the flame was pointing at him.

"Either come down and fight me, or crawl out in disgrace. You have no other choice."

The whole place was silent. No one thought that Pu Yi in front of them would dare to speak to them like that. Even Pu Sheng, the patriarch of the Pu family, needed to speak to them respectfully in order to ascend to that position. But at this moment, Pu Yi was actually threatening them with extremely dangerous words.

"you..."

Before he could even begin to speak, he was interrupted by Zhu Yu who was standing beside him.

"Shut up. All the half-bloods who are scared, get out. The half-bloods who can afford the price of death can stay. I don't want to hear anything else."

A faint blue light flickered in Zhu Yu's eyes as he looked coldly at the Yue family representative who wanted to continue saying something. At the same time, he also gave a final warning to all the mixed-bloods present.

Pu Yi turned around, and Lu Mingfei no longer sat on the chair. He stood opposite Pu Yi.

Such an opponent is one worth fighting against, so he stood opposite Pu Yi.

"I apologize for my previous recklessness and arrogance. I thought you were a good-for-nothing, and Lord Zhu Yu actually chose a good-for-nothing like you instead of me, so I was jealous and resentful of you and Lord Zhu Yu."

Pu Yi lowered his proud head to the two men and apologized for his previous behavior.

"But the facts proved that I was wrong. You are not a good-for-nothing, and Lord Zhu Yu is not short-sighted. It was I who was short-sighted and failed to see the truth behind the illusion."

"So I want to fight you again. In this battle, I will put aside all my pride. It won't matter who wins or who loses, only who lives or dies."

The golden pupils continued to burn in Pu Yi's eye sockets, and the blazing golden light was like a corona, showing that he had already stimulated the dragon bloodline in his body to the extreme.

However, there was no trace of the irritability and impulsiveness influenced by the dragon blood in his eyes, but rather a stillness like a pool of stagnant water. When he said that it was a matter of life or death, he was already prepared to release the True Fire of the Word Spirit Samadhi.

At such a close distance and in a closed place, even as the releaser he is within the killing range of his own words, so he is ready to gamble his life. He is willing to gamble everything he has, including his life, in exchange for victory in this battle.

"I am happy to sacrifice my life for victory."

As he spoke, hot magma began to flow in Lu Mingfei's eye sockets. Such a dazzling golden color made all living things tremble after seeing it.

But Pu Yi didn't. At this moment, he was not a slave of dragon blood, but a free man who was risking his life. So these eyes could not scare him. He just felt a fighting spirit awakening in his body.

"Pu Yi, come back alive."

A familiar voice came from behind him, and Pu Yi knew it was his father's voice without even turning around.

After all the mixed-bloods present had left, only Pu Sheng, the patriarch of the Pu family, remained. However, his originally tall and straight figure became somewhat hunched, just like Zhu Yu behind Lu Mingfei.

He even wondered if everything he did today was wrong. He shouldn't have forced the emperor to abdicate upon hearing the news. He shouldn't have been so anxious to let Pu Yi go to fight to seize power.

Without all this, how could things have developed to such an irreversible point.

"Dad, don't worry, I will come back alive and I will also bring back victory."

A smile appeared at the corner of Pu Yi's mouth, but unlike before, this was not a mockery, but a comfort to his father.

He stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs-up gesture to his father behind him.

"After all, you know your son's strength. Believe me."