Wuyun thought it was just an ordinary Healing Pill, but he soon realized something was wrong.
After just meditating for a short while and refining the potency of the medicine, which only took a cup of tea, the internal and external injuries he suffered from Snow Empress during this period were almost completely healed.
Wuyun opened his eyes and moved his arms.
The biting chill caused by Snow Empress last night also disappeared without a trace.
The whole person's condition has recovered to more than 80%.
He looked at his hands in confusion. Isn't this medicine very effective?
It's not like he hasn't taken Healing Pill in Holy Spirit Cult before. He also used a lot of the good medicine prepared in the Offering Hall.
Zhongli Wu never treats Offering Hall unfairly in terms of resources. He has also eaten the top Healing Pill, but never any Elixir can achieve such an immediate effect.
What level of Elixir is this?
"Okay?" Lu Ren opened his eyes, stood up from the chair, and smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes casually, as if he was sorting out his clothes before going out.
"Then go out. The yard is more spacious, so you don't have to pay me for breaking things."
Wuyun opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
He wanted to ask what the origin of Elixir was.
But in the end nothing was said.
He followed Lu Ren out of the hall and came to the center of the courtyard.
The morning light has filled the entire yard, and the branches and leaves of Old Locust Tree are swaying gently in the breeze, casting tiny spots of light all over the ground.
Nana had already made preparations and asked people to move the stone tables and benches in the center of the yard, freeing up a large space.
In the corner of the yard, several children poked their heads out and watched this scene curiously.
Snow Empress walked to the corridor with the tea cup and leaned against the pillar, with a hint of interest in watching a play flashing in his beautiful eyes.
She had just finished a round of high scores and took a break to see how Lu Ren dealt with this prisoner.
Ye Guyi was stunned for a moment when he saw the formation in the yard, and then silently stood next to Snow Empress.
She was not worried that Lu Ren would lose. She had seen with her own eyes how Lu Ren knocked out Fourth Offering with one punch.
The power of that punch is still fresh in her memory.
Ye Guyi is just a little curious, how will Lu Ren fight?
How much force will he use to deal with a level 94 Titled Douluo?
Even Ji Juechen, who was still resting, heard that there was another fight and immediately ran out of Medical Room to watch the show.
Jing Ziyan chased after me but couldn't catch up. He was so angry that he stomped his feet on the corridor.
And Wuyun stood ten feet away opposite Lu Ren, took a deep breath, and the nine Soul Ring under his feet rose at the same time.
Two yellow, two purple and five black.
Behind him, the shadow of a huge black crow slowly emerged.
That's his Martial Soul Dark Crow. Its wings are spread out to a width of ten feet.
At the same time, Titled Douluo-level pressure was released without reservation. The branches and leaves of the Old Locust Tree tree in the courtyard were trembling under the pressure, and fine cracks even appeared on the surface of the stone table under the tree.
But he deliberately controlled the scope of the coercion and did not dare to affect the few people watching the theater in the corridor.
He doesn't want to be frozen by Snow Empress again.
Wuyun stood in his own Soul Ring halo, feeling Soul Power replenished in his body, and his confidence also recovered a little.
After all, he is Titled Douluo, and his ninety-fourth level of cultivation was acquired through countless life and death fights.
No matter how evil the boy opposite him is, the most evil genius in ten thousand years, it is unlikely that he can defeat a level 94 Titled Douluo head-on.
When the time comes, as long as you can let go properly and don't expect to win, you just need to be able to fight Lu Ren and give him a decent face, and more importantly, you need to prove your worth and prove that this Offering Hall Seventh Worship is not a waste, then it won't be a shame.
Lu Ren stood in the middle of the yard, the morning light fell on his shoulders, making his shadow thin and long.
He just stood there, and the Cursed Energy around him slowly surged like a substantial black mist. The aura was deep and vast, completely different from the coldness of Evil Soul Master, but it had some kind of power that was the source of all negative emotions in the world.
He looked at Wuyun's prepared look and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Wuyun Suddenly felt that he seemed to have overlooked something important.
The next moment, seven Soul Ring rose under Lu Ren's feet.
Two purple, two black, three orange.
Wuyun:"0-o?"
His whole body froze on the spot.
What is this Soul Ring Configuration?
Two Thousand-Year Soul Ring, two Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, three orange Soul Ring?
Wait a minute, he has seven rings?
Or Soul Saint?
No, buddy, you are fifteen years old Soul Saint?
You are more awesome than Mu En!
When Mu En was only fifteen years old, he was only between Soul King and Soul Emperor. He was already the most dazzling genius of the previous era.
He immediately panicked.
No wonder people have the confidence to challenge him!
Not to mention the so-called orange Soul Ring, he has never seen it before!
At this moment, Wuyun felt like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world----
"Let's get started, you take action first." Lu Ren stood not far across from him, motionless, his hands hanging naturally by his sides, his tone calm.
Wuyun hesitated no longer and suppressed the shock in his heart.
The third Soul Ring on his body lit up, Dark Crow's wings suddenly fluttered, and countless black feathers flew out, turning into an overwhelming black light and shooting towards Lu Ren.
Those feathers made an ear-piercing scream in the air, each one containing enough power to penetrate fine steel, and the angle was tricky, sealing off all dodge space from top to bottom.
Immediately afterwards, he activated the fifth Soul Skill, and the black feathers suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into a large thick black mist, covering the sky above the entire yard.
The black mist not only blocks the line of sight, but also erodes Spiritual Power's perception. It is his best first-hand control method.
Under the cover of the black mist, his Second Soul Ring lit up, and six chains as black as ink quietly protruded from the black mist, wrapping around Lu Ren's limbs and torso from six different directions.
He has used this set of combos countless times in actual combat. He first uses the black mist to deprive the opponent of his perception, then uses the chain to restrict the opponent's movement, and finally uses the black feather to add a fatal blow. They are all linked together and have proven to be successful after repeated attempts.
Lu Ren didn't even move. He raised his right hand, spread his fingers slightly, activated Blood Manipulation, and shot out a Blood Arrow from his palm.
That Blood Arrow looks as slender as a needle, but it contains blood energy that has been compressed to the extreme.
Then he grasped Blood Arrow tightly and swung forward violently, using Blood Arrow as a freely retractable sharp blade to sweep forward.
Blood Arrow drew an arc in the air, cutting off all the chains protruding from the black mist.
The crisp sounds of black chains breaking came one after another, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror. Those chains strengthened by Soul Power were extremely fragile in front of Lu Ren's Blood Blade.
Wuyun was shocked. The combos used by his second, third and fifth Soul Skill were extremely difficult opening techniques for Titled Douluo at the same level. As a result, the opponent was defeated without even moving.
Lu Ren raised his eyes, his gaze fell on Wuyun through the black fog in the sky.
The next moment, his figure disappeared on the spot.
Projection Sorcery activates, and his speed is so fast that even the visual afterimage cannot be captured.
Wuyun felt his eyes blur, and the figure appeared less than three feet away from him.
So fast!
The opponent's movement speed is too fast!
He didn't even see the flight trajectory, but the opponent was already in front of him.
Wuyun's pupils shrank sharply, and he instinctively wanted to flutter his wings and retreat to distance himself, but Lu Ren's fist had already hit him, and it was also wrapped with black lightning.
That's Black Flash!
The black lightning at the edge of the fist is particularly dazzling at close range.
Wuyun reacted immediately. The black Soul Ring, who was ranked sixth, suddenly grew in size, and his whole body suddenly became void.
Sixth Soul Skill, Darkness Transformation.
This Soul Skill allows him to instantly weaken all physical attacks and Soul Power attacks by 70% for five seconds.
During this period, he himself cannot attack, which is one of his trump cards to save his life.
Lu Ren punched him, and with a muffled sound, his fist accurately hit Wuyun's hastily propped up Soul Power's protective body.
Darkness Transformation has indeed weakened 70% of the power of this punch, but even with the remaining 30%, the critical hit bonus of Black Flash is still terrifying.
The protective shield Soul Power exploded in front of the black lightning, and the fist struck his chest with unabated force, sending him flying backwards.
The figure of Wuyun drew a parabola in the air and hit the courtyard wall hard. A huge pit instantly cracked in the wall, and masonry debris fell.
He lay on the pile of broken bricks and coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the blood surging in his chest made his eyesight go black for a while.
Darkness Transformation was weakened by 70%, and Soul Power's protective body blocked part of it, but the remaining strength still knocked him away so far.
He struggled to raise his head, his eyes full of horror and disbelief.
One punch, just one punch, penetrated his Soul Power protective body, shattering it together with the defense he was proud of.
He is level 94 Titled Douluo, not some random wild dog pulled by the roadside.
He ranked seventh in Holy Spirit Cult Offering Hall. He was able to escape unharmed when being chased by Shrek Inspection Corps. How come he couldn't even withstand a punch in front of this boy?
"Is it over?"
Lu Ren stood there, not even making any move to pursue.
The black light on the fist edge of his other hand was still slowly dissipating, and his face was filled with relief, as if he had just completed a set of warm-up exercises.
"I'm not convinced!"
Wuyun climbed up from the broken bricks and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. There was unwillingness and stubbornness in his eyes, and there was also a certain kind of bloody nature that was inspired.
Just now he was still holding back and did not release his full strength.
Because at first he was still thinking about saving face for Lu Ren, but now it seems that he is overthinking it.
Wuyun took a deep breath, and Seventh Soul Ring lit up on his body.
The shadow of Dark Crow suddenly expanded and merged with his body, and the whole person directly turned into Dark Crow.
After Martial Soul Avatar was released, his whole aura completely changed and he looked more like a real Titled Douluo!
Dark Crow's wings covered the sky and the sun, and the whole body was filled with rich Darkness Power. Every feather was glowing with a sharp cold light.
His eyes flashed with a dark light, and Ninth Soul Ring lit up. This was his strongest blow!
But Lu Ren disappeared again.
Projection Sorcery made him move so fast that he couldn't even capture the visual afterimage.
Wuyun Ninth Soul Skill, who had just charged up, had not had time to release it when a fist covered in blood-colored armor had already hit his face.
The black lightning at the edge of the fist exploded again, even more violent than the previous punch.
Wuyun was smashed into the ground, and the bluestone exploded with him as the center, creating a large crater with a diameter of several feet, and Rubble flew in all directions.
Ninth Soul Skill The condensed energy dissipated the moment it was interrupted, turning into black light spots that slowly fell from the sky.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Ren used Projection Sorcery to approach at the fastest speed, and a series of fists hit Wuyun like raindrops.
Each punch landed accurately on several parts.
The fist shadows on his chest, shoulders, and abdomen were as dense as a torrential downpour, giving him no chance to breathe at all.
Lu Ren controlled himself, and every punch was useless Black Flash, but the punching efficiency reached hundreds of punches per second, like a machine gun constantly suppressing Wuyun, leaving Wuyun without any chance to fight back.
The speed of Lu Ren can only be described as fast.
Besides being fast, it is still fast.
Wuyun feels like his opponent is completely inhuman!
With such a terrifying speed, it was like fighting against a human-shaped lightning bolt.
His Darkness Transformation is still cooling down, and Soul Power's protective body has already shattered in the first round of attacks. At this moment, he relies entirely on the strength of Martial Soul Avatar's physical body to withstand it.
But with every punch Lu Ren landed, he could feel his defenses being peeled off layer by layer.
This lasted for more than thirty seconds, and Lu Ren hit Wuyun with his fist at least thousands of times.
Then Lu Ren retracted his fist, took two steps back, and looked at Wuyun lying at the bottom of the pit, having released Martial Soul Avatar.
His Dark Crow Giant True Body form was abruptly broken up.
Now Wuyun was lying on his back, with bruises all over his body, and his face was swollen like a pig's head, with only a slit left for his eyes, his lips were swollen and turned up, and his whole face was bruised and bruised.
He was breathing heavily, looking at the black fog gradually dissipating above his head, looking at Sky Manipulation dyed golden by the morning light, and he was in a trance of the aftermath of the disaster.
He thought he was really going to be beaten to death just now. Every punch that landed on his body felt like he was being crushed by a mountain.
Wuyun, who had no strength left, lay motionless at the bottom of the pit, suddenly feeling that all his struggles and fears had become so ridiculous.
He was as scared as a dog in front of Snow Empress. He was fed tea all night and did not dare to resist.
In front of Lu Ren, he was beaten down so easily, without even a chance to fight back.
In more than thirty seconds and thousands of punches, his Martial Soul Avatar was violently broken apart.
What kind of gap is this?
Desperate!
"Do you want to continue?" Lu Ren walked to the edge of the pit and squatted down, looking down at Wuyun at the bottom of the pit.
The morning light shone down from behind him, coating his outline with a pale golden halo.
Wuyun lay at the bottom of the pit and shook his head desperately.
If you continue to slap him, his old face will have nowhere to rest.
It only took more than thirty seconds to smash his fist thousands of times, and directly broke his Martial Soul Avatar. If he punched him again, he might not go directly to see Third Offering and the others.
"Actually, I was merciful."
Lu Ren said suddenly.
Suddenly a Cursed Spirit appeared next to him.
It's a Grade 1 Cursed Spirit, its entire body is made of rock, and its defense power is considered top-notch among its peers.
Wuyun can see clearly.
Then, Lu Ren demonstrated it directly in front of him.
Pumping his fist, one shot of Black Flash directly sent the Cursed Spirit flying away.
The moment the black light exploded, the Cursed Spirit didn't even have time to scream. The whole body disintegrated in the air and turned into Rubble scattered all over the sky. It was obviously exploded by a punch.
"Actually, the power of each of my punches is at least this level. I can throw hundreds of punches in one second. How many punches can you resist?"
Wuyun:"???"
His eyes widened and he froze at the bottom of the pit.
Dude, are you still human?
Every punch is of this level, and he can still throw hundreds of punches per second?
What else can I say? I won it for you.
However, this time Wuyun is indeed convinced of the defeat.
From the beginning to the end, this young man did not use any insidious means, did not rely on others for help, and did not take advantage of his bad condition to attack him secretly.
They first gave him Elixir to restore him to his full strength, and then stood upright in front of him and crushed him with absolute strength.
Lu Ren stood up and stretched out a hand towards him.
Wuyun stared at the hand for a while, then stretched out his calloused and scarred hand to hold it.
The hand still had bruises from the beating just now, and it was shaking slightly when holding Lu Ren's hand.
Lu Ren pulled him up from the bottom of the pit and said casually, "From now on, you will be here House Guard, and it will be up to Nana to arrange the details. She is the one who will do the talking, understand?"
"In addition, you are no longer allowed to practice using Evil Soul Master's method."
"I have a set of exercises here that rely on absorbing negative emotions. Dark Martial Soul is suitable for you. I will give it to you later, Nana, so that you don't need to harm others anymore."
"Also, your injury is quite serious now. I'll give you this Elixir. Take it to heal yourself." Lu Ren handed Wuyun another Elixir, which was exactly the same as the one just now.
Wuyun stood by the pit in a daze, looking down at the Elixir in his palm.
He lowered his head and was silent for a long time.
He has been at Holy Spirit Cult for decades and has always relied on his strength to speak for himself.
Zhongli Wu is polite to him because he is level 94 and can fight.
Evil Soul Master below respects him and is afraid of him, also because he can fight.
He thought this boy was the same.
Recruiting him is just because he is Titled Douluo and has value.
But now he found that it didn't seem to be the case.
Wuyun suddenly knelt down on one knee with a pop, and said in a solemn voice, "From now on, my life, Wuyun, is yours. Spirit Pagoda is here, I am: Spirit Pagoda will die, and I will die first. If you have any second thoughts, the sky will strike like lightning."
Lu Ren waved his hand. "No need to say it so harshly."
"You just need to remember one thing. Several people similar to you have died before you.
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"Third Offering and Fourth Offering both died last night. They had the chance to stand here like you, but they chose another path, which was to commit suicide."
Wuyun buried his head lower and his shoulders trembled slightly, but in the end he said nothing more.
He did not ask how Third Offering and Fourth Offering died.
But I could still vaguely guess that they were two people who chose an easier path than living.
Lu Ren said, "Also, I don't really trust you now, after all, you were defeated by me just today."
"So if I do something, I hope you can accept it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ren raised his hand and grabbed Wuyun's face, covering his face with his five fingers.
Spiritual Power belonging to Lu Ren was directly poured into the body of Wuyun.