บท 104: Chapter 99: Worshipping the Ancestor of Flirting, With a Single Stroke, Instantly Defeating Yu Tianheng!_1
As soon as the words were spoken, the entire venue fell silent.
The audience looked at Luo Yu with shocked eyes.
Is this guy courting death?
Yu Tianheng is the young clan leader of the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Clan; not only does he have an impressive background, but his personal strength is also unmatched among his peers, with an unrivaled and tyrannical Martial Soul. What confidence does he have to provoke him like this?
"Audacious!"
Several members of the Imperial Fighting Team stepped forward and roared angrily.
The burly muscle-man glared furiously and with a buzzing voice scolded, "Kid, you're the first to talk to our boss like that, it seems you're sick of living."
"Shut up!"
Upon hearing someone scolding Luo Yu, Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuyun, and Xiaowu, the three women, stepped forward at once, erupting with their Martial Souls, and their beautiful eyes filled with killing intent.
The expression of the muscle-man changed suddenly, and he felt a chill on his back.
Because he saw three stunningly beautiful girls, each with the aura of nearly level 30, and the strongest among them was surrounded by four Soul Rings, with a momentum far stronger than his.
Over ten thousand spectators exclaimed in shock and discussed animatedly.
"This has to be fake!"
"I thought these girls were just for show, given how pretty they are."
"They're actually this strong?"
"What kind of talent and strength is this, especially with those figures and faces, damn!"
The sharp-eyed people noticed the issue and said bitterly, "Shouldn't you be focusing on the strength issue?"
"Then what should we focus on?" someone questioned by the side.
"These three goddess-level beauties are standing up for that guy at the same time. Can't you see what's going on??"
Upon the reminder, the crowd was energized.
"Damn, it can't be, what merits does this guy have to not only take Yu Tianheng's woman but to also win over these three beauties?"
"A living legend!"
The muscle-man of the Imperial Fighting Team, having retreated before the three women in front of so many people, quickly felt he had lost face and pointed a finger at Luo Yu.
"You, hiding behind women, show some guts and step forward."
"Boom!"
Luo Yu had just opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the three women beside him suddenly exploded in momentum, and with angry eyes, they scolded sternly.
"Be quiet."
"Are you seeking death?"
"Say one more word about him and don't blame me for not being polite!"
Seeing the visible killing intent on the three women, even the strong muscle-man was filled with fear and trepidation.
Witnessing the stunningly beautiful women so fiercely protective of their man, the male spectators on the platform looked at Luo Yu as if they were looking at a deity, admiringly; this man was a master of romance, incredibly awesome.
Yu Tianheng placed a hand on the muscle-man's shoulder, lifted his blood-red eyes, his voice restrained, and the trembling hand already indicating the boundless fury he was suppressing.
"You three women indeed have some strength, but such strength is still nothing in front of our Imperial Fighting Team. If you have the guts, come and fight on the stage, regardless of life or death."
Xiaowu and Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flashed coldly.
"Heh, as if I'm afraid of you."
Zhu Zhuyun's four Soul Rings pulsated, and her nails shone with a menacing glint.
"There's no need for my master to act, I'll deal with you!"
"Master???"
Seeing such a fiery and sexy Soul Master willing to call Luo Yu master, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief that this was true.
This was too exaggerated.
Soul Masters of such caliber and appearance matched with such strength, what chosen sons of heaven wouldn't match up to them and yet they called this average-looking man their master? What has happened to this world?
In the spectator seats, countless envious men held their chests and wailed, some even crying with envy.
We spend our nights alone and sleepless.
This guy must be hesitating over which one to choose, right?
Dugu Yan bit her lip and walked over to Yu Tianheng, whispering, "Tianheng, it's better to resolve grudges rather than forge them. We've already dealt with those two lechers. Let's let them go."
Hearing Dugu Yan plead, Yu Tianheng's suppressed rage exploded, and he roared, "Dugu Yan, do you think I can't see what's going on!!"
He pointed at Luo Yu, his face ferocious, "Did you know that the three people we caught are with this brat? Why didn't you say anything, but kept advising me to release them?"
"Tell me, what exactly is your intention!" As Yu Tianheng raged, purple lightning serpents slithered around his body, his muscles swelling terribly.
Dugu Yan's beautiful face changed color, "Tianheng, listen to my explanation, I don't want you to become enemies."
"He's very strong. I don't want you to get hurt, and moreover, I really was wrong before and should be taught a lesson."
"What did you say?" Being told off by his own woman in person, Yu Tianheng's eyes bulged, and his arms' veins popped, "You're afraid I'll get hurt, that I can't beat this wild brat??"
At this point, Dugu Yan was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.
"Hey, our matter isn't settled yet, and you're having internal conflicts?"
Yu Tianheng suddenly turned his head, his voice bloodthirsty, "Boy, I haven't even started with you yet, and you're already asking for death?"
Luo Yu yawned nonchalantly and said, "I'm just trying to tell you that one's own woman is supposed to be cherished. No one blames you for causing trouble, but what skill is it to bully your own woman?"
His voice wasn't very loud, even somewhat lazy.
But to every woman present, it was like a tremble through their delicate bodies.
One's own woman, should be cherished?
Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and a few other young girls couldn't help but repeat this in their minds, looking at Luo Yu with complex emotions in their eyes.
"Damn, so awesome, is this how the ancestors courted women?"
"Bros, take notes quick!!"
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The audience gasped in awe and amazement.
Yu Tianheng couldn't hide his anger as he saw all the women's eyes on Luo Yu, "Boy, you only know how to stand behind a woman, do you have the guts to tell me what to do here?"
Seeing Yu Tianheng's provocation, Xiaowu and the other two girls were immediately displeased. They really couldn't stand anyone saying anything bad about Luo Yu and were about to rush forward.
"I'll go up, you all just watch from below."
At the man's words, the three girls obediently came to a halt.
Xiaowu believed in a principle: it's okay to be naughty and willful normally, but outside, you must give your man full face and obey his orders without question.
Luo Yu looked up at the railing Yu Tianheng and shook his head with a sigh, "I didn't want to make a move, but it seems like you're very eager to be beaten up."
"So I will——"
"Grant your wish."
"Boom!"
A stomp from Luo Yu caused the ground to tremble, bricks and stones to burst, and in an instant, leaped onto the stage.
"Hiss!"
"Is this guy a ferocious beast or what?"
This move caused the audience's pupils to shrink rapidly, triggering a sensation. Even Yu Tianheng was shaken and no longer dared to underestimate Luo Yu.
One must know that Luo Yu hadn't activated any Soul Power just now, and with pure physical strength, he caused such fluctuations. If it were him without activating Soul Power, he might not have this kind of strength either.
On the spacious stage, Luo Yu stood alone with his hands behind his back, facing the Imperial Fighting Team, who had won a hundred battles in a row and whose momentum was like a rainbow, having just received the Golden Fighting Soul Badge, without the slightest fear.
Wearing a smile like he was basking in the spring breeze.
The muscular brute Shi Mo glared angrily, "Kid, what's your deal? You think you've gone mad, daring to fight the seven of us alone? That's way too arrogant."
Dugu Yan pursed her lips and looked toward Luo Yu cautiously.
Realizing he wasn't even looking at her, her Beautiful Eyes dimmed—was he blaming me?
As both sides faced off, Ye Lingling suddenly shook her head, "You guys go ahead and fight. I don't want to fight him."
Yu Tianheng angrily said, "Ye Lingling, what do you mean by that?"
Luo Yu was also stunned on his side, his head foggy with confusion, not understanding what the situation was on the other side.
Ye Lingling's face showed hesitation, "Captain, I really don't want to fight him."
"I'm asking you, what do you mean by that!" Yu Tianheng repeated coldly.
Ye Lingling became even more hesitant, "Captain, I really don't want to fight. Please respect my wishes."
"Hiss."
The audience was stunned. What was going on? Was the other side's main support about to turn the tables at the crucial moment?
Was it the old master's doing again? They looked at Luo Yu in amazement.
Luo Yu indicated that he was also very confused. What trick was the girl on the other side trying to pull?
"Fine, very well, I'll settle the score with you later," Yu Tianheng spat through gritted teeth, glaring fiercely at her before turning to trigger his Martial Soul.
Blocking the rest of his teammates.
"None of you need to take action."
"To deal with such a no-name person, I alone am enough!"
"Boom!"
The stage shuddered.
Yu Tianheng's body flickered with lightning as he underwent Martial Spirit Possession, his muscles explosively bulking up, his entire body entering Draconic Transformation State, with both hands now transformed into vicious, purple-lightning-wrapped dragon claws.
"You won't release your Martial Soul?"
"Then go to hell."
Yu Tianheng swung his dragon claws, lashing out angrily, causing slashes of electricity as he aimed a ferocious strike at Luo Yu's throat.
The audience exclaimed, the old master couldn't be scared stiff, right? Why wasn't he activating his Martial Soul?
On Shrek's side, they wore cold smiles, looking at Yu Tianheng with ridicule, brimming with confidence in their man.
The other Imperial Fighting Team members wore looks of gratification, thinking the arrogant fellow dared to be so complacent in the face of the captain's attack. Even if you have strength, you'd have to kneel in an instant.
"Clang!"
As the attack drew near, a flash of sword light appeared in Luo Yu's hand.
Without even using a Soul Ring.
A soft chant escaped his lips.
"Swift Wind——"
"Myriad Sword Jue!"
In an instant, a fierce wind whipped up on the stage, with countless blades seeming to carry the wind within.
"Shoo, shoo, shoo!"
The sound of the longsword cutting through objects filled the air.
"Bang!"
A figure covered in sword cuts flew out, shards of cloth scattering, tainted with the crimson of blood.
The figure landed heavily at the feet of the Imperial Fighting Team members.
The entire arena went suddenly silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop…
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A 2800-word mega chapter.
There have been three updates today, but the actual word count is more like four and a half chapters' worth.
There will be more updates later; I am working hard! On Saturdays, Sundays, and holidays, there will definitely be extra updates! A promise is a promise.
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