At this time, Aodu Chamber of Commerce was in chaos.
Although Sun Moon Empire's military has intervened, the huge impact caused by the Xishui Alliance still shrouded the entire Aodu Chamber of Commerce headquarters in a depressing cloud.
An Litong, the president of Aodu Chamber of Commerce, was standing in the middle of Council Chamber, facing an uninvited guest without fear.
Standing in front of him was a man shrouded in black robes.
The hood of the black robe was pushed down extremely low, covering most of his face in shadow, with only a thin chin and thin, tight lips exposed.
But the cold aura emanating from under that black robe made An Litong, a veteran in the Mingdu business world for decades, feel chilled in his heart.
It's those stupid Evil Soul Master.
"Okay, okay." An Litong gritted his molars and spoke word by word, his voice full of uncontrollable anger, "I really don't know how I, Aodu Chamber of Commerce, could offend you, and I deserve to have you deal with us like this."
"I said." The voice of the man in black came out from under the hood. It was hoarse and sharp, like fingernails scratching against metal, making people's eardrums itch. "Hand over the person we want. Or, let us search for it ourselves."
An Litong couldn't bear it anymore. He slammed the table. The wooden tabletop made a loud bang, and the tea cups jumped up, and the tea soup splashed all over the table:
"What the hell! You came here out of nowhere to look for trouble. You asked us to cooperate with you in searching for someone. You seemed to have a good attitude at first, but when we didn't cooperate, you turned against us on the spot and killed us. Who knows what good intentions you dirty things have?"
"Who are you looking for? Where can I find the person you want?"
"I, Aodu Chamber of Commerce, will never take in Soul Master of unknown origin. You said that we harbored the person you are looking for. There is no evidence at all. You just said that we hid him?"
"Then I say that all of you Xishui Alliance's mothers have been fucked by our people. Do you admit it? If you admit it, I will let you search it. If you don't admit it, why do you have to search me?"
An Litong has never felt so aggrieved, so he even cursed out his words without caring about his own image.
All he knew was that he had done nothing, and a scapegoat fell on them Aodu Chamber of Commerce. The people from the Xishui Alliance rushed over out of nowhere and beat them up.
But An Litong was also very surprised in his heart. Xishui Alliance's power was actually so strong. It can be said that in the past few days, Xishui Alliance had single-handedly made the entire Mingdu crazy.
The man in black robe was silent for a moment, but that moment of silence made the entire Council Chamber atmosphere suddenly freeze to the freezing point.
The gray-black layer of Evil Qi around him began to slowly spread outwards, and a faint rancid smell filled the air, as if a corner of an old tomb had been pried open:
"Do you want to die?!"
Just when the two sides were about to clash, the man in black robe suddenly felt a sticky feeling under his feet, as if he had stepped into a pool of mud that had not yet dried up.
He lowered his head subconsciously and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Is this... blood?
At some point, the entire floor of Council Chamber was covered with a thin layer of blood.
The blood spread silently from the direction of Corridor, like rising sea water slowly surging at the soles of his feet, emitting a faint smell of rust.
The bright red liquid surface reflected the dim light of the soul guide chandelier on the ceiling, making the entire Council Chamber look like it had sunk into the belly of a giant beast.
At the same time, a burst of slow footsteps came from behind the man in black robe.
"Plop, tap, tap."
The footsteps stepped on the blood, and every step caused a very shallow ripple.
The ripples spread on the blood surface, hit the table legs and bounced back. They were particularly clear in Council Chamber, which was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The man in black robe turned around suddenly, and the pair of green pupils under his hood lit up with two cold lights in the shadow.
He saw a black-haired boy dragging a person with one hand, slowly walking from the end of Corridor like he was dragging a dead dog.
The man was dragged by one of his ankles, and the back of his head hit the threshold with a dull sound, and his body dragged a winding drag mark in the blood.
The man in black robe narrowed his eyes and was about to speak, but what greeted him was a fist.
The edge of the fist encircled him with a dazzling black light that magnified rapidly in his field of vision.
The man in black robe instinctively wanted to dodge sideways, but the thick blood under his feet suddenly wrapped around his ankles as if alive, causing his figure to freeze in place for a moment.
But even at this moment, he didn't hide away.
"Boom!!!"
The fist hit him firmly on the face.
There was a dull and tooth-piercing explosion, and the body of the man in black robe flew out like a broken paper kite.
His back smashed into the wooden chair behind him, sending sawdust flying everywhere, and then smashed through the partition wall of Council Chamber. The masonry fragments crashed to the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky.
Finally, he was completely embedded in the wall opposite Corridor. The wall cracked like spider webs. His head tilted to one side and his hood slipped off, revealing a middle-aged man's face that was so pale that there was no trace of blood.
There was still incredible shock on that face, a trace of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his eyes turned white, and he completely lost consciousness.
One punch...
Just one punch knocked Evil Soul Master, a Eight-Ring Soul Douluo level, down with just one punch.
An Litong stood there blankly, opening his mouth, closing it, and then opening it again, just like a fish that was photographed ashore.
Several people behind him also had the same expression. Their eyes jumped repeatedly between Evil Soul Master embedded in the wall and the black-haired boy standing in a pool of blood. Brain collectively shut down.
Seeing the explosive effect of his full-strength punch, even Lu Ren was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that his full-strength punch would be so violent.
I suddenly feel like I no longer look like Soul King from Level 50, but Stat Monster.
This punch seemed random, but only Lu Ren himself knew how much power he put into this blow.
He first used Flowing Red Scale to increase his own strength by a percentage in all aspects. Then he experienced a continuous battle outside for more than five minutes, and then triggered the third Soul Ring of his own Binding Vow. Normally Soul Power suppressed it by 10%. If the battle lasted for more than five minutes, it would increase his own attributes by 200%.
Then, in this state of being amplified by the percentage, he poured Soul Power and Cursed Energy all over his body into his right fist, strengthening his physical strength to the extreme. Then, in this state, he hit a Black Flash crit with all his strength, which resulted in the terrifying effect of this blow.
Of course, sneak attacks are also key.
If Blood Manipulation had not been used to cover the entire ground with blood in advance to trap the opponent's footsteps, with Soul Douluo level reaction speed, this punch might not have been able to hit no matter how strong it was.
In addition, the opponent doesn't even have time to react to use Martial Soul Avatar... If the opponent uses Martial Soul Avatar, then Lu Ren can only respond with Domain Expansion.
But even if there were elements of a sneak attack, Eight-Ring Soul Douluo could be knocked down with one punch by Level 50, even if it was only temporarily knocked unconscious, it would be enough to make any witness wonder if he was dreaming.
An Litong looked at the young man who was slowly walking towards him, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and then he realized what he was doing.
He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound less weak:
"Ahem, may I ask, may I ask my little friend's surname? Thank you very much for helping me, An. I'm very grateful."
Even though the opponent has the element of sneak attack, he still needs to be able to sneak attack!
To be able to appear behind the opponent without anyone noticing, and then knock him down with one punch, An Litong asked himself that he would never be able to do it!
This kind of person cannot be offended!
Even Eight-Ring Soul Douluo could only be borrowed from him...
"Your name is An Litong?" Lu Ren let go of his hand, and the person he dragged all the way hit the ground with a thud, bounced twice and then stopped moving.
He raised his eyes and looked at An Litong, with a hint of a smile on his face.
"Can we talk?"
An Litong looked down at the puddle of mud-like people on the ground, then looked up at the unconscious Soul Douluo embedded in the wall, and was silent for two seconds.
Then he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and nodded honestly:
"Talk, talk. You can talk about whatever you want."
Lu Ren walked out of the door of Aodu Chamber of Commerce with Ji Juechen and Ye Guyi.
Ye Guyi followed Lu Ren with an extremely strange look on his face.
From time to time, she raised her head and glanced at the back of Lu Ren's head, as if to confirm whether the person walking in front of her really existed.
Is this settled?
Now Lu Ren has directly received the full support of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce and Ordinary Alliance...
In other words, Lu Ren's power has begun to take shape at this moment.
"What a ghost..." Ye Guyi couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.
In just a few days, he managed it so easily and simply...