Chapter 451: Astonishing Beauty, I'll Beat Up Not Just You, But Your Dad Too!_1

As Luo Yu extended his hand and gently brushed it, a flash of light crossed his face.

A visage of extraordinary elegance was revealed, his well-defined and exquisite features exuding an otherworldly charm of a Banished Immortal.

In the depths of his profound black eyes, there shimmered a brilliance like that of dazzling stars, captivating and bright.

Everyone had thought Tang San was somewhat handsome, but now in comparison with Luo Yu, he paled significantly.

The tens of thousands of spectators were stunned by this scene, first utterly perplexed, then bursting into a wave of noisy speculation.

The men couldn't help but grumble.

"Damn it, this guy even changed his appearance, changed it???"

"I thought I might not match his strength, but at least I could compete with him in looks."

"Well, damn, if he's this handsome, what's the point of me even trying?"

"Handsome and strong, this is just... how is one supposed to live, I'm crying with envy."

The women in the stands were pressing their red lips tightly, saying nothing.

They had been captivated the moment Luo Yu revealed his true face, unable to look away.

Their beautiful, tender pupils fixed intently on Luo Yu, unwilling to let go for even a moment.

As they gazed at his handsome and slightly indifferent face.

The women's eyes became even more mesmerized.

Meanwhile, in the resting area for the competing teams, Feng Xiaotian's face was as pale as death, he slumped onto the chair behind him.

Shaking his head with a bitter smile.

How could he even compete.

In terms of strength, Luo Yu could kill him with a flick of his wrist, and in terms of appearance, he was leagues beyond reach.

No wonder he couldn't compete.

Feng Xiaotian looked in Luo Yu's direction, sighing dejectedly, like a balloon deflated.

At this moment.

The surrounding male spectators howled with envy, while the women watched unblinkingly, repeatedly focusing on Luo Yu, sparks flying from their Beautiful Eyes.

As for Ning Fengzhi on the stage, he was relatively composed, while the Snow Night Emperor had already leapt up from his seat.

Yes, leapt up.

The Great Emperor of Tiandou lost his composure because of Luo Yu's true face.

Not because of the attractiveness, but because his prospective son-in-law turned out to be the genius from Martial Soul Hall he was about to join forces to kill?

The Snow Night Emperor's emotions were extremely complicated in that moment.

Unsure whether to laugh or to cry.

He looked at Ning Fengzhi, who sat beside him with a composed smile, saying nothing.

The Snow Night Emperor glared at him fiercely.

"Fengzhi, why didn't you tell me earlier that he was the genius from Martial Soul Hall?"

Ning Fengzhi shrugged.

"You didn't ask."

The Snow Night Emperor glanced at Davis in the distance, noticing how he too was shocked by Luo Yu, all his attention on the stage.

Immediately sitting back down, he pulled Ning Fengzhi's hand closer and whispered.

"You're quite the schemer."

"So while we were conspiring to assassinate the genius from Martial Soul Hall, you were playing the spy, waiting to trap us, weren't you?"

"Cough cough."

Ning Fengzhi smiled sheepishly.

"Your Majesty, welcome to the ranks of the spies."

"Hmph."

The Snow Night Emperor's eyes narrowed.

"With my status, how could I engage in such treachery."

"Oh—" Ning Fengzhi drew out the word, raising an eyebrow teasingly at the Snow Night Emperor.

The Snow Night Emperor turned his head away.

Muttering, "What we're doing isn't treachery, that sounds too ugly."

"That's infiltration, that's espionage."

"Oh—" Ning Fengzhi's smile grew wider.

"Can you stop with the 'ohs' already!" the Snow Night Emperor said, his gaze sharpening.

Ning Fengzhi nodded.

"Mm-hmm."

The Snow Night Emperor knew Ning was mocking him and didn't bother to respond.

Gazing indirectly at Davis, his fingers adorned with the Agate Ring rubbed against each other, his eyes flickering with a subtle, dangerous light.

Conspire against my son-in-law?

If I can't kill you silently, then I'm not the Snow Night Emperor.

Upon seeing Luo Yu's incredibly dashing appearance, Davis was truly shocked.

Because it was so unexpected.

When he got over his initial shock and realized that Luo Yu was the very person that all the major powers had joined hands to kill, he couldn't help but let out a sinister laugh.

"Hahaha, I was worried that the Snow Night Emperor and Head Ning wouldn't help me with my revenge, but now there's no need to fret."

"Since this kid is the enemy we've all agreed to execute, do I still worry that they won't make a move?"

The corners of Davis's mouth curled upwards.

"I reckon right now, seeing Luo Yu so powerful, the Snow Night Emperor and Ning Fengzhi are even more eager than me for Luo Yu to die."

"The Crown Prince speaks without the slightest error; with so many great forces joining hands, this boy is undoubtedly doomed today!" The old man also revealed a cold smirk, his eyes flashing with malice.

He had never knelt so miserably in his life, this vengeance must be avenged!

Davis said calmly, "We must not act too hastily."

"First, join forces with all the major powers to devise a meticulous plan, to make sure this boy can't escape with wings, I want to torture him bit by bit, mercilessly!"

Davis was already excited, looking forward to the impending satisfaction of his revenge.

Tang San on the platform.

His chest had been penetrated, blood dripping slowly, his face was no longer recognizable with swollen and purple features drenched in blood.

He had been mocking Luo Yu.

But after seeing Luo Yu's true appearance, he went completely dumbfounded, his face ashen.

Luo Yu glanced at Tang San with a sideways look.

"Keep talking."

"Why have you stopped?"

"So you've been disguising yourself all along!" Tang San coughed up blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

Luo Yu smiled.

"If it wasn't for rushing things with Xiaowu that day, how would you have had the chance to see my real face?"

"So you and Xiaowu were playing me that day!" Tang San's eyes bulged, his face twisted with rage.

Luo Yu admitted frankly.

"That's right, we were playing you."

"Otherwise, what?"

"Pfft!"

Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood to the sky, which fell back down as a mist of blood.

Luo Yu's eyes flashed with disgust, his strong aura bursting out, repelling the blood mist away.

"I can't accept this, I just can't!"

Tang San cried out in pain and frustration, his hoarse roar betraying his disbelief. He couldn't understand how, with his unparalleled family background, rare talent, and Tang Sect techniques, he could lose to a native of the Soul Land!

"Shut up."

Luo Yu, no longer willing to listen to Tang San's drivel, raised his fist and bashed it wildly against Tang San's face.

"Bang!"

He sent Tang San flying in one punch.

Scattering across the ground.

Luo Yu, relentless, slid his wheelchair forward in pursuit.

Tang San lay on the ground, his consciousness gradually fading.

He bit his broken teeth, fear filling his face as he looked at Luo Yu as if he were staring at a demon.

"Don't come any closer!"

"If you touch me, my dad and the Hao Tian Clan won't let you off!"

"Your dad?"

Luo Yu scoffed continuously before his eyes narrowed and he said indifferently, "Even if your dad shows up, I'll still fight."

"You... you're no match for my dad!"

"Stop babbling!"

Luo Yu drew in his Soul Power, pulling Tang San towards him, and grabbed his neck with one hand.

"Slap slap slap!"

Another bout of ruthless slaps followed.

Tang San kept coughing up blood, his vitality steadily weakening, an utterly miserable sight to behold.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a blood-black Domain light exploded high outside the arena, and a terrifying power swept across the entire place.

An outraged roar filled with extreme fury sounded.

"Beast!"

"Release my son, and I'll spare your life!!"