Yan's expression changed dramatically in an instant, his punch erupting with force but it was futile, like a clay ox entering the sea, no matter how desperately he tried, he could not break free.
At this moment, Luo Yu had a faint smile on his face, as if this was all insignificant to him.
Even without revealing his Soul Light, he had already casually gained the upper hand over Martial Soul Hall's top talent.
What terrified Yan the most was that this guy didn't even deign to look him in the eye; his head was still turned in Hulena's direction.
"How is this possible?"
Evil Moon's voice trembled, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
What kind of strength did Yan have?
He knew it all too well!
That was no weakling, but a top genius of the Martial Soul Hall, and he was taken down just like that?
"You…" Yan was shivering, his reason, clouded by jealousy, began to return.
Luo Yu turned his head, shaking it slightly.
"Your fire seems a bit cool."
"Not even warm enough for roasting hands in winter."
"Kindly show your talent and exert some more effort. Don't let me down before I even release my Martial Soul."
"Ah!"
Yan roared furiously, the flames exploded, and his Soul Power surged wildly, yet he still couldn't break free.
Luo Yu's smile started to become terrifying and penetrating in his heart like a devil.
"Genius, are you constipated? Why is your face getting so red?"
"Let me go!" Yan was mad like a demon, his Soul Rings pulsating.
"Oh, okay, as you wish."
Luo Yu grinned, grabbed Yan's hand, and yanked it backward fiercely.
Yan's form immediately went out of control, at Luo Yu's mercy, who swung him around in a full circle before ruthlessly smashing him into the ground. Luo Yu then lifted his leg and struck him right in the face.
Yan's blood-spraying body, like scrap copper and rotten iron, skidded across the ground at an angle, flying outwards.
Countless floor tiles were shattered, dust flying everywhere, the body with a trail of blood slid far away, lying on the ground like a dead dog.
The air was filled with dust, along with the charred smell of flames.
Seeing the twitching figure on the floor, Hulena was stunned.
She had imagined Luo Yu to be strong, but she had never thought that he could be this powerful.
He hadn't even used his Martial Soul and had easily exploded Yan?
"Demon… there's a demon in the Martial Soul Hall!"
"There's a demon in the Martial Soul Hall!"
Evil Moon's mouth was agape, panicked and disordered.
A moment ago, he had planned to make a move, but now he was scared witless, quietly withdrawing his Soul Power, afraid that Luo Yu would notice his slight movement.
Now, he felt it was surreal, but there Yan was, lying sprawled there.
With what had just happened, did he dare to make a move? That would be foolish.
"Sigh, how uninteresting."
"Tiny droplets!"
Luo Yu, seemingly unsatisfied, stepped forward, slowly moving towards Yan.
He grabbed him by the neck, lifting him straight up.
Evil Moon said in fear, "What… what are you going to do? You can't kill in Martial Soul Hall!"
Luo Yu shook his head. "Why panic? I thought he looked rather arrogant and probably wouldn't want to fall just yet. Let's help him up and have some more fun with him."
"Hm?" Evil Moon's eyes widened suddenly, and he felt a shiver go down his spine.
Because he noticed that this man was actually transferring Soul Power to heal Yan's injuries.
Beating someone up and then healing them?
With the massive inflow of Soul Power, Yan quickly came to, visibly recovering and gaining strength.
The moment Yan opened his eyes, he was greatly shocked and quickly pulled away to maintain distance.
"What… what are you doing!"
"I warn you, it was me being negligent just now, otherwise you'd definitely not get away with this!"
"Yeah, sure, I know, it was all because you were careless and didn't dodge," Luo Yu said, motioning with his finger for Yan to come closer. "Here, I'll give you another chance."
Yan was deeply wounded internally but also felt fear. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Hulena looking at Luo Yu with full attention and anger surged within him. Seizing the moment Luo Yu was unprepared, he clenched his teeth and unleashed four Soul Rings.
He was prepared to self-mutilate to unleash his ultimate move.
"Hell Magma Rush!" "Granite Magic Rock Explosion!" "Lava Surge!" "Flying Sand Frenzy Flame!!"
Four mighty soul skills were released at once, instantly incinerating the surrounding flora, the ground's rocks melting away, terrifying waves of magma apparitions burning towards Luo Yu.
He spat blood with a frenzied and morbid smirk, "Kid, I'm going to show you. You didn't expect that I had a hidden move, did you? No matter how strong you are, you'll turn to ash instantly."
"Despicable!"
Hulena shouted, and at the same time, she dashed forward to assist.
"Luo Yu, get out of the way!"
"Ahh!"
The sky-shaking dragon's roar echoed in all directions, with the Dragon Might spreading far and wide, Luo Yu's Dragon God Martial Soul Avatar manifested, a nine-colored light shadow enveloping him, his vigorous qi and blood bursting forth as if he were the War God himself.
"Trifling tricks, scarcely worth mentioning," he said.
Before his words had fallen, his black hair danced in the wind as Luo Yu raised his fist towards the sky-filled scorching fireball of magma.
The nine-colored fist light whipped up a fierce wind, and with just one punch, it shattered the searing, gold-melting explosive magma, sending sparks flying in all directions, ultimately extinguishing into nothingness under the force of the punch.
At this moment, Hulena rushed to the man's side, but the crisis had already been resolved, leaving no need for her assistance.
Luo Yu's lips curled up, he extended his arm, and directly embraced the hurriedly approaching delicate body into his arms.
"What are you doing~" Hulena exclaimed in shock.
With soft jade in his embrace, Luo Yu looked down at the beauty in his arms and grinned.
"Nothing much, I just wanted to hold you," he said.
Hulena was slightly dazed, the man's gentle tone somehow imperiously commanding, making it hard for her to resist, and Luo Yu's robust qi and blood emitting from his breath and nose involuntarily made her go weak at the knees.
Yan stood petrified, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, unable to believe that his four mighty soul skills, unleashed at once, failed to inflict any harm on his opponent.
Luo Yu was holding someone else's goddess in his arms.
With force in his feet, the bricks shattered, and he leaped up.
In the blink of an eye, he closed the distance to Yan.
"No helping it, you were given a chance, but you didn't take advantage of it," Luo Yu said.
"Then...farewell," he added.
Yan, in a panic, tried to flee.
Luo Yu extended his palm, bringing forth the sound of breaking wind.
A colossal nine-colored dragon claw phantom appeared out of nowhere above Yan's head, its scales exquisitely detailed, and with a vicious slap downwards, it smashed him into the ground.
The soul light dissipated, and all breath of life vanished, his fate unknown.
Hulena's beautiful eyes shined with excitement.
She had never before seen a man so domineering and powerful.
Ever since her birth, she had always been above her peers. Why didn't she like Yan?
He wasn't just lacking in brains and character, but even his strength fell short of hers, so how could he possibly conquer her?
Having dealt with a Martial Soul Hall prodigy, Luo Yu felt nothing special.
He looked down at the beauty radiating divine light and said softly,
"Nana, have I forgotten about someone else?"
When Luo Yu turned his gaze towards Evil Moon.
"Thump!"
Evil Moon instantaneously knelt down, his legs shaking.
"Elder cousin above, Evil Moon begs your mercy with a bow!" he said.
Hulena was bewildered, "???"
Luo Yu also looked perplexed, what on earth was this guy doing?
He couldn't help but wryly smile, thinking they were almost too compliant. At the very least, they should have put up a fight before surrendering.
Evil Moon now felt like crying; it wasn't that he lacked dignity, but he was genuinely frightened.
This guy was obviously the sort who could smile while taking someone's life.
Yan had been tormented horribly, Evil Moon wasn't blind, he didn't want to die!
Better to kneel and weep on the ground than to be embedded in the earth, lifeless.
"Brother!! What are you doing?" Hulena struggled free from Luo Yu's embrace.
Evil Moon gave a sheepish laugh: "Well, I suddenly felt tired, and this position seemed more comfortable for me, helped me relax."
Hulena fell silent, looking pitifully at Luo Yu.
Luo Yu spread his hands in a helpless gesture, "I didn't really do anything."
"Come on, stand up first. A grown man should not kneel so easily. Have some dignity," he said.
Evil Moon's smile looked uglier than crying, feeling wronged inside, did he think he wanted to kneel? It was your intimidation that forced it!
"Elder cousin above, Evil Moon begs your mercy with a bow," he persisted.
"Scram, who's your elder cousin? Is your brain damaged? You're Hulena's brother, and if I were to address you, it would be as my younger cousin-in-law," Luo Yu responded with a face full of bafflement, flinging a burst of qi that blew Evil Moon off the ground.
Evil Moon forced a smile, hurried over, and said in an ingratiating voice, "Well...from now on, we'll keep to our own places, you call me your younger cousin-in-law, and I call you brother!"
"Brother, shut up, stop talking nonsense," Hulena flushed with embarrassment, stamping her feet in annoyance.
"Evil Moon, listen, there has been a misunderstanding. Hulena and I aren't in a relationship...yet!" Luo Yu withdrew his Martial Soul and clarified calmly.
Hulena, who should have felt relieved hearing Luo Yu's explanation, unexpectedly felt a sour twist in her heart—a fleeting sense of loss enveloping her, filled with an inexplicable emotion.
"Ah? No relationship?"
Evil Moon stood frozen, but quickly smirked and said, "Not now, but there's always later!"
"Brother, we're all family now, so let's speak kindly to each other. Just don't throw any punches, and everything's fine," he said.