Lu Yu did not use his soul rings, nor did he employ Thunder Arts or the Golden Light Spell. He simply swung the Heaven-Defying Seal and smashed it straight at the wolf-type soul beast, without any flourish.
His speed and strength were simply unbelievable.
Before the wolf-type soul beast could react, it was struck squarely on the head.
"Bang!"
With a deafening crash, the wolf-type soul beast's head burst apart like a watermelon, blood spraying everywhere.
Lu Yu, meanwhile, drifted gently down like a falling leaf and landed firmly on the ground.
His martial soul dispersed as well, as though nothing had happened.
Meng Yiran, standing nearby, was completely dumbfounded by the sight.
She had never seen such a powerful opponent, much less such a fierce attack.
Although Lu Yu was only eleven years old, his body had developed rapidly. He was tall and slender, looking more like a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old youth.
Lu Yu's face had always been delicately handsome, but now that his features had fully matured, much of his childishness had faded, making him appear even more strikingly handsome.
His smile was like a spring breeze brushing across one's face, naturally inspiring affection.
He gave Meng Yiran a slight smile and said, "Miss, wolf-type soul beasts usually move in packs. You should run while you can! Once its companions arrive, it'll be too late!"
With that, Lu Yu turned and left without the slightest hesitation.
His mind was occupied with the External Soul Bone and mysterious fruit he had just acquired, and he could not wait to refine them.
After all, a bird in the hand was worth more than ten in the forest. A treasure that was not used was no different from junk.
Only by quickly converting them into his own strength could he be