Bab 276: Chapter 273: If You Lose, You'll Be My Little Wife, A Jian Breaking Soul Sage!_1
Valley under the night sky.
Booming sounds erupted, and golden light burst forth.
With her purple pupils emitting a cold light, Qian Renxue's slender body brought about a fierce gust of wind.
Her delicate and fair fist spread terrifying fluctuations, smashing towards Luo Yu's head with a striking intent to kill in one blow.
Seeing Luo Yu standing still without dodging or avoiding,
Qian Renxue felt contempt.
With her strength, even without summoning her Martial Soul, she could shatter a genius of the four soul rings level with a single punch.
This guy, seeing her not summoning her Martial Soul, dared to follow suit and not release his Martial Soul.
Qian Renxue was confident that after this punch, this guy would definitely regret it deeply.
Even if not dead, he would be seriously injured.
As the punch was about to hit Luo Yu's head, the disdain in Qian Renxue's eyes grew deeper.
The next second, Luo Yu moved.
His drooping arm swiftly raised, like a fleeting phantom.
It met Qian Renxue's fist without deviation.
"Bang!"
The muffled sound of flesh colliding spread, and both figures froze for a moment.
Feeling the overwhelming force emanating from the opponent's fist, Qian Renxue's disdainful expression gradually changed.
First was surprise, then utter disbelief.
The next instant, she was blasted away, adjusting her body in midair and eventually landing on the ground.
Backpedaling several steps before coming to a stop,
she looked toward the other side in shock.
At this moment, Luo Yu stood still, smiling slightly as he slowly withdrew his fist.
Qian Renxue hesitated as she glanced at her own fist, somewhat in disbelief that despite having exerted force, she was easily repelled by the opponent.
Luo Yu teased with a smile,
"You shout about killing me but couldn't bring yourself to release your Martial Soul. Could this be the legendary saying one thing but meaning another? Perhaps in your heart, you have thoughts about me and can't bear to kill me?"
"You deserve to die!"
Qian Renxue, becoming frantic, leaped into the air once more, her momentum far greater than before.
All her strength condensed on the edge of her fist, striking forcefully.
Luo Yu stood there motionless and casually blocked Qian Renxue's fist.
"Boom!"
As their fists clashed, they were at a standoff.
Looking at the golden-haired goddess close at hand, he said with a smile, "Don't keep saying 'deserve to die'; if you don't get serious, and you lose, you'll become my little wife."
"Impossible!"
Qian Renxue, furious, her long, elegant, high-heeled legs creating a sonic boom,
lifted high and lashed towards Luo Yu's neck.
Luo Yu, without taking his gaze off her, lifted his other arm and accurately caught Qian Renxue's ankle.
"How could this be?"
Qian Renxue was thoroughly shaken; her punch and kick were not only powerful and fast but also tricky in angle, yet the man resolved them easily with a laugh.
She had thought that Luo Yu, being so young, would at most have the cultivation level of a Soul Ancestor,
And even if he were stronger, could he be more formidable than a Soul King?
To her complete surprise, she found herself being utterly overwhelmed by him in every aspect without releasing her Martial Soul??
She withdrew her fist, trying to pull back her leg,
But found that his hand, like iron pliers, was gripping her ankle tightly, preventing her from pulling back.
"How's that, fun?" Luo Yu asked with a smile.
Qian Renxue's heart was filled with alarm; she suddenly realized that she had underestimated the man before her from the beginning.
This guy was definitely different from all the geniuses she had ever encountered.
Her eyes sharpened.
She lightly touched the ground with one foot, leaping upward, her body somersaulting, her skirt twirling.
The ankle seized by Luo Yu suddenly exploded with a rotating force, breaking free of the bind.
At the same time, her other foot, carrying a fierce momentum, violently kicked towards Luo Yu's brow.
"Not bad, quick reaction,"
Luo Yu commented with a smile, tilting his head to dodge the golden boot kicked by Qian Renxue.
His arm reached out, like a roaming dragon,
In the flickering light and shadow, he grabbed her ankle once again.
How could he react so fast! Qian Renxue was greatly startled.
Before she could react, Luo Yu uttered a shout.
His arm exploded with such force that it shattered Qian Renxue's golden boot.
Her fair and slender leg and small and immaculate jade foot were exposed.
His hand gripped her tender ankle harshly without any tenderness and spun her around forcefully.
Then he hurled her away.
"Whoosh—"
"Crash!!!"
Qian Renxue, with astonishment in her beautiful eyes, was directly smashed into a pit within the valley.
Stones crumbled, dust billowed.
Luo Yu slowly shook his head.
This was likely to be his future wife, and her attack was so violent, wasn't it a bit too cruel?
After some thought, he smiled.
If your wife wants to kill you, wouldn't you fight back with all you've got?
How else to conquer if not by force, with words?
"Boom!"
Amidst the dust, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth, with a powerful wave of energy exploding.
The hollow where Qian Renxue had crashed into violently trembled and burst apart.
A figure enveloped in a sacred golden aura shot straight up into the sky.
Luo Yu looked up and gazed intently.
Qian Renxue was surrounded by a divine golden light, holding a golden Holy Sword with the blade enwreathed in scorching flames of light, and two pairs of angelic wings emerging behind her.
Her already ethereal quality appeared even more holy and absolutely beautiful, like a true goddess.
"Finally willing to release your Martial Soul?" Luo Yu said with a faint smile.
Qian Renxue's purple eyes locked onto Luo Yu, "What exactly is your strength?"
"Guess."
Qian Renxue clenched her teeth, "Don't be so proud, physical strength is not my forte. Now that I have summoned my God-level Martial Soul, how can you possibly block me?"
Luo Yu did not speak, but pointed at Qian Renxue's feet.
Following Luo Yu's gaze, Qian Renxue looked down and saw her bare beautiful feet and calves.
She immediately felt an itching hatred.
She had never suffered such a huge loss in her life.
And never before had her sacred body been touched by a strange man.
Aura bursting from her body, Qian Renxue's golden hair danced in the wind.
"I—"
"Want you dead!"
Wielding the Angelic Holy Sword, she swooped down through the air, which seemed to grow thick around her.
Luo Yu was calm and unruffled, digging at his ear.
"Always telling me to die, my ears are about to grow calluses and yet I'm still not dead."
Qian Renxue's gaze grew colder.
"Even when a lion fights a rabbit it uses all its strength, let alone you, who is inherently inferior to me."
"I have released my Martial Soul, and since you're still acting so arrogantly, then go die."
As she neared Luo Yu's body, Soul Rings suddenly began spinning around Qian Renxue.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black—a full seven rings.
A victorious smile played on Qian Renxue's red lips.
The opponent could never imagine her cultivation level.
At that moment, Qian Renxue represented the magnificent might of a Soul Sage, which exploded forth.
Her attack came unexpectedly, without leaving any opening.
She was utterly confident that with just one sword strike, she could cleave Luo Yu in two.
The holy flames swirling around, the fearsome Angelic Holy Sword was about to sever Luo Yu at the waist.
"Clang!"
Luo Yu remained collected and serene, with no trace of fear on his face.
A clear and loud ringing of a sword echoed.
The Zhu Tian Sword was drawn.
Luo Yu's wrist flicked, the sword qi burst forth, and a flash of light arced through the air.
"Clang and clash!"
Sparks flew as the sound of metal striking metal rang out, the two swords colliding.
Qian Renxue's face changed colors.
Impossible, her sword strike had been so abrupt and was even reinforced with a Soul Sage's cultivation.
This unforeseen strike was yet again effortlessly blocked by this man.
But reality was right before her eyes, leaving no room for doubt.
The Zhu Tian Sword and the Angelic Holy Sword clashed tightly, both sides wrestling for control.
Unable to suppress the shock in her heart, Qian Renxue questioned loudly.
"You... at your age, even if you started cultivating from the womb, you couldn't possibly possess strength comparable to a Soul Sage!"
"Don't be too surprised, rule number one: don't panic."
Luo Yu flashed his signature harmless smile.
"Sonic Boom—"
"Myriad Sword Jue!"
The Zhu Tian Sword unleashed countless wind blades, all slicing toward Qian Renxue.
"A self-created soul skill??"
Qian Renxue's purple eyes widened in horror, not expecting Luo Yu to be able to use such a technique without even activating his Soul Rings.
She hastily withdrew her sword to dodge.
The golden skirt was shredded to tatters, strips of fabric fluttered, and the exposed white flesh was marked with red.
The veil covering her face was also cut by the wind blades, revealing a face of stunning beauty...
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