Chapter 102: Rescuing Ning Rongrong, a Blushing Girl, Tang San Vows to Make a Comeback!_1

"Boom!"

The figure from the dome crashed down fiercely, and the ground's bricks and stones shattered, scattering in all directions.

That was a handsome man dressed in splendid garments.

A fierce flaming wolf appeared behind him.

Yellow, purple, purple, black—six Soul Rings, certifying his powerful Soul Emperor cultivation level.

Seeing the pitiful Yu Tianheng and his four companions lying on the ground bleeding, the man's mind trembled.

He could hardly believe the scene before his eyes was real.

The reason he had dared to go into seclusion before was that he thought that in a small place like Soto City, no one could cause substantial harm to the geniuses of the Imperial Fighting Team.

He had been very assured.

Yet, as soon as he had made a breakthrough and come out, he saw several geniuses from Huangdou chopped down like this, and by someone so young, no less.

To take on five with one, single-handedly picking out the Imperial Fighting Team.

How could this be possible!

He found it hard to believe, but the facts lay before his eyes, leaving him no choice but to believe.

Turning around, he glared at Luo Yu, with the intimidating pressure of a Soul Emperor on full display.

"You, you've got some vicious methods, to beat people to such a state on the fighting stage."

Facing the Soul Emperor's pressure and questioning, Luo Yu's gaze did not ripple one bit.

He calmly said, "I think you may have misunderstood."

"First, he was the one who kidnapped my person, and it was he who recklessly proposed to fight on the stage."

"Second, I thought they were all very strong given their arrogance, so I casually tested a new soul skill.

Who knew they were so frail, and all together couldn't withstand a single move? Is that my fault?"

The Soul Emperor instantly sneered coldly, unable to hide his rage, and clearly disbelieving, he said:

"Casually testing?"

"Casual testing can injure people like this?"

"Casual testing can blow apart the geniuses of the Imperial Fighting Team?"

"Does anyone believe this? You must be joking."

At this moment, the tens of thousands of silent spectators in the arena simultaneously nodded in agreement, wishing to step forward as witnesses. In their eyes, Luo Yu indeed seemed to have barely exerted any strength.

It was just a simple swing of his sword.

In contrast, Yu Tianheng and his four companions made such a grand entrance, with so much preparation, putting on quite the show, only to be utterly defeated in an instant, lying on the floor like dead dogs.

This scene was nothing short of ironic, bringing immense satisfaction to the local residents of Soto City.

Looks of worship and fear were directed towards Luo Yu.

In the face of the Soul Emperor's questioning, Luo Yu shook his head and explained calmly, "I have told you everything that needs to be said. Whether you believe it is up to you."

"Now, I need to rescue someone, and you'd best not get in my way."

"Otherwise, I assure you, you will be lying down beside them."

Without waiting for a response,

Luo Yu immediately turned around, his knees slightly bent, and he forcefully stomped on the ground.

"Thud!"

His feet left deep impressions in the ground as he instantly shot up into the air, targeting the glass of the VIP box, and threw a punch directly at it.

The glass broke on impact, shattering into pieces.

Accompanied by the glass fragments, he landed right inside the box, appearing in front of Ning Rongrong. His eyes swept across the room, landing on the young man who was on guard.

The young man charged with watchkeeping shivered from head to toe.

Having witnessed Luo Yu's performance just moments ago, he knew his cultivation level was not even as high as those from the Imperial Fighting Team; how could he dare antagonize this harbinger of doom?

He didn't dare use the hostage as a bargaining chip and instead fled, quickly escaping the room.

"Don't… don't let that guy get away!" Dai Mubai called out weakly.

"That guy attacked us, take him down!" Ma Hongjun clenched his teeth, still remembering the slap he had just received.

Luo Yu ignored them both, helping Ning Rongrong by taking out the handkerchief stuffed in her mouth.

Seeing the man come to rescue her, Ning Rongrong looked tremendously stirred.

Luo Yu then asked, "Did that man hit you too?"

"No… They probably still fear my identity, so they didn't rough me up, just tied me up," Ning Rongrong replied, somewhat distracted, her watery, large eyes fixed on Luo Yu, sparkling with little stars.

Upon receiving an answer, Luo Yu nodded.

"If you weren't hit, that's all that matters."

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun screamed inwardly.

Brother, how can it be okay?

She wasn't hit, but we were, and brutally at that.

Aren't you going to do something about it?!

However, these two only dared to cry out in their hearts. They didn't dare to speak out, grateful someone came to their rescue at all, having no courage left to anger Luo Yu.

"Rip!"

Luo Yu's Soul Power surged, and with his finger acting as a sword, he precisely sliced through the reins.

Ning Rongrong regained her freedom and stood up with joy.

But her legs suddenly went weak beneath her skirt, and she was about to fall.

Her large eyes showed surprise and panic.

"Whoosh!"

A man's presence rushed forward, and Ning Rongrong found herself not falling towards the ground but instead collapsing into the man's embrace, his face close at hand.

Ning Rongrong's face blushed like a princess, shyly explaining, "I... my Soul Power was controlled, and I was tied up for too long, my legs are numb."

"Understood, I'll take you down."

Luo Yu held Ning Rongrong by the waist with one arm and leaped down.

The sound of the wind passed by her ears; Ning Rongrong felt somewhat shy. Thousands were watching as she was intimately held by the man; she was indeed feeling bashful, her pretty face flushed.

In less than a second, they descended from the VIP room back inside the soul fighting arena.

But Ning Rongrong's mind had already raced through many thoughts.

"Big brother, you're still leaving us here!"

"It's fine if you don't carry us down, but at least untie our ropes!"

Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai were still tightly tied and lying on the ground, their faces sullen with grievance.

However, they dared not feel angry even if Luo Yu ignored them again.

Didn't they see Yu Tianheng's fate for showing off?

The handsome Soul Emperor fixed his gaze on Luo Yu, speaking sternly,

"Boy, now that you've rescued her, it's time for you to give me an explanation."

"What kind of explanation do you want!"

Luo Yu frowned in response, his arm still holding Ning Rongrong's waist, not loosening immediately, fearing she would fall again.

"The dignity of the Imperial Fighting Academy is inviolable. Having beaten someone to this extent, you must pay some price."

The Soul Emperor's face showed a severe look, the Soul Rings undulated, his aura soaring, wind whipping up from the ground.

Inferno wolf flames erupted from him, fierce and burning, accompanied by wolf howls, ready to incinerate Luo Yu.

"Qin Ming, you little brat, try laying a finger on him and see what happens!"

"After all these years, you've grown bold, huh? I'll break those wings of yours now."

Two furious roars sounded; the Soul Emperor's spirit trembled, feeling a sense of déjà vu, and suddenly turned his head.

The phantom of the Four-eyed Skyridge Eagle and the Great Power King Kong Bear were charging towards him.

The Soul Emperor's face instantly showed utter astonishment.

"Teacher Flander, Teacher Zhao, what are you doing here?"

…

As Luo Yu was rescuing someone at the grand soul fighting arena,

In an unknown wilderness, birds sung and flowers fragranced the air.

Waterfall torrents cascaded from high above, smashing into the ground, spurring thousands of splashes, and sending a thunderous roar echoing.

Within that fearsome waterfall, Tang San's muscles bulged as he swung the black Hao Tian Hammer in his hands, whirling furiously against the immense pressure of the waterfall.

He clenched his teeth tightly.

"Under my father's guidance, my cultivation level and skills are improving by leaps and bounds."

"Boy, just you wait, I, Tang San, will definitely return as a king. You can't even imagine that my Blue Silver Grass can evolve, and I have a second Martial Soul cultivated to the extreme waiting for you."

"With your mere Martial Soul, what can you compete with me!"

Tang San swung his hammer, parting the water, his eyes showing determination.

"Xiaowu, just hold on a little longer, Big Brother will definitely save you from the clutches of evil…"