Douluo: One man returns, Fan Tianyin smashes Tang San to death

Prince Xuexing took a deep breath and made up his mind: "Okay! Since Lu Yu is a talented young man in our empire, we naturally cannot treat him unfairly.

I will suggest to my brother that we provide Lu Yu with more training resources and support."

Dugu Bo also nodded: "Well, this kid is indeed worth training.

I will also do my best to provide him with some guidance and help in cultivation.”

At this moment, Lu Yu in the audience had finished his training, stood up, and looked at the people on the stage with a firm gaze.

His eyes were full of confidence and determination, and he had already seen his own path.

Prince Xuexing smiled and shouted to Lu Yu: "Lu Yu, work hard! We are all watching you!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu was slightly stunned, then nodded and bowed to everyone on the podium to express his gratitude.

Then, he turned around, walked down the platform, and continued to devote himself to his own practice.

Lu Yu did not disappoint everyone's expectations.

He practices hard every day and constantly improves his strength.

Meng Shenji and Dugu Bo also often came to guide him and answer his doubts and difficulties in cultivation.

Sometimes, Prince Xuexing would come in person to watch Lu Yu’s practice and cheer him on.

Whenever he saw Lu Yu making progress, he would smile with relief and see hope for the empire.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, two years have passed.

The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is about to begin.

This time, Lu Yu, as one of the representatives of the Imperial Academy, will participate in the competition.

On the eve of the competition, Prince Xuexing personally saw Lu Yu off.

He patted Lu Yu on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Lu Yu, this competition is a rare training opportunity for you.

No matter what the result is, you have to give it your all and show your quality.”

Lu Yu nodded, his eyes firm: "Your Highness, rest assured, I will do my best."

Then he turned and walked onto the competition ring.

In the ring, he faced powerful soul masters from all over the world without fear and fought bravely.

With outstanding strength and tenacious perseverance, he overcame all obstacles and advanced to the finals.

The opponent in the final was a powerful three-ring soul master. The two fought hard and the scene was extremely intense.

But Lu Yu relied on his wisdom and courage to find the opponent's weakness, defeated him in one fell swoop, and won the championship of the competition.

When Lu Yu stood on the championship podium, holding the glittering golden trophy in his hands, his heart was filled with excitement and pride.

This is not only his personal honor, but also the honor of the entire Imperial Academy.

Prince Xuexing, Meng Shenji, Dugu Bo and others in the audience also smiled with satisfaction and pride.

An hour later, Lu Yu's final opponent appeared on the ring.

He was an extremely thin young man, who looked like a skinny monkey, with a cynical smile on his face. He looked to be about 27 or 28 years old.

The young man took two steps forward with a brisk pace, and said with a smile: "Brother Lu Yu, hello! I am Zhang Fang, my martial soul is Ghost Eagle, and I am currently a 47th-level Agility Attack Battle Soul Sect!"

Lu Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze was calm and deep, his voice was low but clear: "Lu Yu, Soul Master."

Although Lu Yu's self-introduction was a bit too brief, Zhang Fang was not angry.

After all, Lu Yu always looks calm and composed when fighting any opponent, and everyone has long been accustomed to it.

The referee stood by, holding a flag and loudly announced: "Game on!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Fang's body flashed and his martial spirit instantly possessed him.

Behind him, a pair of pitch-black wings suddenly spread out, and with a gust of sharp wind, the whole person transformed into a real ghost eagle, soaring into the sky and standing steadily at a height of twenty meters.

Four soul rings, three yellow and one purple, surrounded him, flashing dazzling light. He looked down at Lu Yu on the ground with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

This scene left everyone present stunned.

"What a fellow! A dignified Four-ringed Soul Master, facing a Three-ringed Soul Venerable, was so shameless as to directly rely on the flying ability of his martial spirit to take off into the air to fight! This is simply shameless to the extreme!"

Someone in the audience couldn't help but shout loudly, his tone full of dissatisfaction and ridicule.

However, Zhang Fang didn't seem to hear these discussions. He grinned in the air, revealing two rows of white teeth: "Brother Lu Yu, be careful! I'm going to take action!"

Before he finished speaking, the fourth soul ring on Zhang Fang's body suddenly lit up, and a powerful soul power wave surged out from his body.

Then, the wings behind him began to undergo strange changes. The originally jet-black feathers gradually became as black as ink, able to absorb all light.

Feathers began to leave his body and turned into sharp black arrows, shooting towards Lu Yu densely!

"Thousand-year soul skill - Feather Kill!"

Zhang Fang shouted loudly, his voice full of pride and confidence.

Those black arrows drew strange arcs in the air, and went straight towards Lu Yu with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Lu Yu stood there, his eyes were sharp, but his body did not move at all.

He took a deep breath, and the soul power in his body began to surge.

Although he was only a three-ring soul master, he was not at all panicked when facing Zhang Fang's sudden attack.

"Humph, you think you can defeat me with such a petty trick? It's not that easy!"

Lu Yu snorted coldly and quickly formed seals with his hands. The soul power in his body was drawn by an invisible force and gathered in his palms.

Just when those black arrows were about to hit Lu Yu, he suddenly raised his hands, and a powerful soul power wave burst out from his palms, forming a transparent barrier that bounced off the arrows.

"Bang bang bang!"

The black arrows hit the barrier, making dense explosions, but failed to penetrate the barrier at all.

When Zhang Fang saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that Lu Yu could resolve his attack so easily.

However, he quickly regained his composure, with a sneer on his face: "Interesting, it seems I have to take it seriously."

As he spoke, Zhang Fang moved and launched another attack.

This time, he no longer simply shot feather arrows, but his entire body turned into a black lightning, swooping down from the sky and heading straight towards Lu Yu.

"Ghost Eagle Flying Attack!"

Zhang Fang shouted loudly, flapped his wings violently, brought up a gust of wind, and transformed himself into a ferocious ghost eagle, heading straight for Lu Yu's head.

Seeing this, Lu Yu quickly stepped back, forming seals with his hands, ready to meet the enemy.

However, Zhang Fang's speed was so fast that he arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph, want to hide? Not that easy!" Zhang Fang sneered, and suddenly stretched out his claws, with a sharp sound of breaking wind, going straight for Lu Yu's vitals.

Lu Yu moved his body to the side and narrowly avoided Zhang Fang's attack.

However, Zhang Fang seemed to have predicted his move, and turned his body to the side, launching another attack.

The two men fought back and forth, engaging in a fierce confrontation on the ring.

Although Lu Yu was only a three-ring soul master, he was able to fight Zhang Fang, a four-ring soul master, in a close fight with his outstanding body movements and superb soul skills.

"Good! Good! Junior Lu Yu, you really have some skills!"

Zhang Fang attacked while cheering loudly, his tone full of admiration and respect.

Lu Yu did not respond to his cheers, but instead focused on dealing with Zhang Fang's attack.

I can't let my guard down now, otherwise if Zhang Fang finds my flaw, the consequences will be disastrous.

The two fought for more than a dozen rounds, and Lu Yu gradually figured out Zhang Fang's attack routine.

He found an opportunity, dodged Zhang Fang's heavy blow with a sudden flash of his body, and at the same time threw a backhand punch, hitting Zhang Fang hard on the back.

"boom!"

Zhang Fang was hit so hard that he staggered and almost fell from mid-air.

He steadied himself, a look of disbelief on his face: "How...how could you hit me?"

Lu Yu smiled slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "Do you think you are fast enough? Humph, in my opinion, it's just so-so."

Zhang Fang's face darkened when he heard this and he launched another attack.

However, this time, his attack was no longer as sharp and swift as before.

Lu Yu seized the opportunity, launched a series of counterattacks, and gradually gained the upper hand.

"Senior Zhang Fang, you should just admit defeat!"

Lu Yu shouted loudly while attacking, with a hint of pride and confidence in his tone.

Zhang Fang felt angry when he heard this.

He gritted his teeth and attacked again.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape Lu Yu's suppression.

During the fierce confrontation, Zhang Fang was kicked in the chest by Lu Yu, and he flew backwards and fell heavily on the ring.

"boom!"

Zhang Fang fell to the ground with a dull thud.

He struggled to get up, his face was pale and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"I...I give up."

Zhang Fang spoke with difficulty, his voice filled with reluctance and helplessness.

The referee saw this and announced loudly: "The game is over! The winner is Lu Yu!"

Upon hearing this, the audience burst into warm applause and cheers.

Cheer for Lu Yu's outstanding performance and pay tribute to Zhang Fang's tenacious struggle.

Lu Yu stood on the stage, smiling and waving to the audience.

I was able to win this game not only because of my strength and skills, but also because I always remained calm and firm when facing the enemy.

"Brother Lu Yu, you are really great!"

Zhang Fang struggled to walk up to Lu Yu and patted him on the shoulder, his tone filled with sincerity and admiration.

Lu Yu responded with a smile: "Senior Zhang Fang, you are also outstanding.

I benefited a lot from today’s game.”

The two smiled at each other, and all the grudges disappeared in this smile.

At this time, an old man in a gorgeous robe slowly stood up in the audience.

He looked at Lu Yu deeply, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"This fellow student Lu Yu is indeed a rare talent."

The old man said softly, with a hint of appreciation and expectation in his tone.

A middle-aged man next to him heard this and nodded: "Yes, Dean.

Junior Lu Yu has outstanding strength and potential. In time, he will surely become the pride of our Tiandou Royal Academy."

The lake surface was sparkling, and the breeze gently caressed the trees by the lake, bringing with it the rustling of leaves. Lu Yu sat cross-legged on a blue stone by the lake, holding a jade pen tightly in his hand, with a faint blue light oozing from the tip of the pen. He looked focused, with his eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, and only the blank talisman paper in front of him could move his mind.

"Huh... This is already the eighteenth time." Lu Yu muttered to himself, a layer of fine beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead. He raised his hand to wipe it off, but his eyes did not leave the talisman paper for a moment.

Talisman cultivation was his lifelong love and the most important pillar of his cultivation. Especially the talisman he tried today - the legendary summoning talisman, which was the pinnacle of countless talisman masters' dreams but was difficult to achieve.

"The divine talisman gathers the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and draws the power of the gods to use for oneself. Success or failure is just a matter of thought." Lu Yu murmured, with a flash of determination in his eyes. He has been studying for three months, and today he has finally made all the preparations perfect. If he fails at this moment, he doesn't even know when he can muster up the courage again.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Yu closed his eyes and felt the fluctuations of spiritual energy around him. His hand was as steady as a rock, and the jade pen moved across the talisman paper, as if an invisible force was pulling him. Each stroke was full of lively rhythm, but also carried an indescribable sense of oppression.

At the moment when the last stroke was made, a golden light burst out from the talisman paper!

"Did it work?" Lu Yu suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the talisman on the talisman paper that was emitting a mysterious light. He could hardly believe his eyes.

The talisman patterns were radiant and colorful, slowly flowing on the talisman paper as if they had life. Faintly, he could even sense a majestic aura emanating from it.

"This... this is the talisman for summoning gods!" Lu Yu could not hide his excitement, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. He gently picked up the talisman, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and an unprecedented sense of satisfaction surged in his heart.

However, at this moment, a vague gaze came from a distance, which made his nerves tense instantly.

"Who?" Lu Yu's eyes fixed, and he looked up and around. He instinctively put the summoning talisman into his arms and looked around vigilantly.

In the woods in the distance, a slender figure flashed by.

Lu Yu narrowed his eyes, his heart was filled with waves.

"Someone is watching me secretly?" He whispered to himself, and moved his feet lightly. The whole person floated up like a willow leaf in the wind and chased after the figure silently.

The sun shone through the branches and leaves in the woods, casting mottled shadows. Lu Yu was agile, and his steps were light and brisk, making almost no sound. However, the figure always kept a distance from him, as if trying to avoid him.

"You run pretty fast." Lu Yu frowned slightly and quickened his pace.

After the chase continued for a while, the figure in the black skirt in front suddenly stopped and turned around.

Lu Yu also stopped and looked directly at the other person.

She was a girl in a black dress, with a beautiful and stern face, and long black hair casually draped over her shoulders. Her eyes were calm, but revealed an elusive coldness. (End of this chapter)