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

"Nana, are you concerned about me?"

Lu Yu lowered his head, his lips almost touching her earlobe, his voice low and ambiguous, "Don't worry, I, Lu Yu, am not someone who will be dazzled by beauty.

But you, you are so worried about me, could it be that... you are interested in me?"

"You...are talking nonsense!"

Hu Liena's cheeks were so red that they seemed to bleed. She struggled to push him away, but found that she had no strength at all.

Her eyes dodged, but in the end she didn't resist anymore. She just muttered softly, "Forget it, whatever you say... Just don't go too far."

Lu Yu chuckled and gently stroked his fingers across her waist, causing her body to tremble.

He whispered, “Don’t worry, I know my limits.

Nana, the more I look at you, the more my heart is moved."

Hu Liena bit her lip and glared at him, but in the end she just snorted, acquiescing to his actions.

The atmosphere between the two of them was ambiguous and subtle, and the air seemed to be filled with a faint sweetness.

The next morning, in the temporary camp outside the Hell Killing Field, Lu Yu, Hu Liena and Xiao Wu sat around a simple wooden table with a few plates of simple breakfast on it.

While chewing on some dry food, Xiao Wu secretly looked at Lu Yu and Hu Liena with her bright big eyes, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Brother Lu Yu, did you and Sister Nana... hide something from me yesterday?"

Xiao Wu's voice was crisp and a little mischievous, but her eyes were narrowed into slits, as if she had discovered some interesting secret.

Lu Yu was drinking porridge and almost choked when he heard this. He coughed twice, smiled and waved his hands: "Xiao Wu, what are you thinking about all day long? What could Nana and I have going on? We just talked about today's hell killing field."

Hu Liena sat aside, with her head lowered, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she held the chopsticks in her hand but didn't move much.

She said softly, "Xiao Wu, don't guess randomly.

What happened yesterday... Lu Yu just helped me a little, nothing special."

Xiao Wu tilted her head, staring at Hu Liena's face with faint marks, and frowned: "Sister Nana, you're blushing! Is it because the wound on your face yesterday hasn't healed yet, so you blush easily? But don't worry, Brother Lu Yu will definitely help you get revenge!"

She paused, her tone becoming serious, “However, Brother Lu Yu, you really have to be careful of Zheng Xueying.

It's obvious that this woman is not a good person, her methods are very sinister!"

Lu Yu put down his bowl and chopsticks, smiled and rubbed Xiao Wu's head: "Don't worry, Xiao Wu, I know my limits.

But you, you worry about this and that all day long, when do you ever worry about your own affairs? "

Xiao Wu pouted and snorted, "I don't worry about it! Anyway, Brother Lu Yu is here, I'm not afraid of anything!"

When she said this, she turned her gaze to Hu Liena again, with some concern, "Sister Nana, is your face really okay? That injury yesterday..."

Upon hearing this, Hu Liena gently touched the mark on her face, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

She whispered, “It’s okay, although this mark is ugly, it’s also good.

At least it can keep those annoying people away and reduce a lot of entanglement."

She paused and smiled with relief, "Actually, if you let go of your mindset, it's not a big deal."

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, then nodded, a little more admiration in her eyes: "Sister Nana, you have such a good attitude! If it were me, I would have been furious a long time ago."

Lu Yu looked at the two of them, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes.

He said softly, “Okay, both of you stop praising each other.

After dinner, we have to go to the Killing Fields of Hell.

Today...I'm afraid we'll have a tough battle to fight."

At the entrance to the Hell Killing Field, the air was filled with a strong sense of oppression, as if an invisible giant hand was looming over everyone's heart.

Lu Yu stood at the entrance, frowning slightly, feeling that the circulation of soul power in his body seemed to be a little slower than usual.

He murmured to himself, "The murderous aura in this place is heavier than yesterday, and it's a bit difficult to mobilize my soul power.

It seems the person in charge has increased their coverage due to what happened yesterday."

Hu Liena stood beside him and whispered, "Be careful, Lu Yu.

The Killing Fields of Hell is never a simple place, and any negligence can be fatal."

Xiao Wu stood on the other side, arms folded across her chest, her eyes scanning the surroundings, her tone filled with uneasiness: "This place is really weird, it feels like it will be swallowed up at any time.

Brother Lu Yu, are you really sure? "

Lu Yu smiled and patted Xiao Wu's shoulder: "Don't worry, when have I ever let you down?"

The three of them walked into the killing field, where a match had already begun.

On the ring, two soul masters were fighting fiercely, and the sound of fists and feet colliding echoed like thunder.

Lu Yu noticed that the soul masters on the field had significantly reduced their reliance on soul power and relied more on physical strength and skills.

One of the soul masters was named Ouyang Xiu. He had a sturdy figure and extremely powerful boxing and kicking skills. He forced an opponent with stronger soul power to retreat repeatedly, and finally knocked the opponent to the ground with a heavy punch, causing exclamations from the audience.

"What a powerful punch!"

Xiao Wu couldn't help but exclaimed, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, "Brother Lu Yu, how do you think you compare to him?"

Lu Yu's eyes were fixed on the ring, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Fist and kick skills? Not bad, but... I'm not bad either."

After a few matches, the host's voice rang out in the venue: "Next match, Lu Yu will play against No. 999, competing for Xueying!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Hu Liena and Xiao Wu's expressions changed at the same time.

Hu Liena grabbed Lu Yu's arm and whispered, "Lu Yu, she must be the one making things difficult for you by letting you face her so soon! You...you must be careful!"

There was a hint of urgency in her voice and worry in her eyes. "If you can come back alive, I will tell you a secret."

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes: "Oh? A secret? Then I must come back alive."

He paused, his eyes becoming serious, "Don't worry, I will return safely. Remember your promise."

Xiao Wu frowned and couldn't help asking, "What secret? What do you two know that I don't know?"

Hu Liena blushed and stammered, "Nothing... I just asked Lu Yu to help me deal with someone.

Now, I just hope he comes back alive."

Xiao Wu nodded after hearing this, and turned her gaze to Lu Yu with a bit of worry: "Brother Lu Yu, you must be careful! That Zheng Xueying seems to be more dangerous than those people yesterday!"

Lu Yu smiled and nodded, but a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Don't worry, she's not the only one in danger."

On the ring, Lu Yu and Zheng Xueying stood opposite each other.

Zheng Xueying was dressed in red, and her enchanting figure looked particularly charming and captivating under the dim light.

She stared at Lu Yu with a crazy murderous intent in her eyes, and her voice was cold: "Lu Yu, you shouldn't exist.

There can only be one traveler in this world.

What you have, I also have; what I have, you may not have!"

Lu Yu sneered, put his hands behind his back, and said in a calm tone with a hint of disdain: "Really? Then let me see what you have that I don't."

Before she could finish speaking, Zheng Xueying flashed forward, her fist striking Lu Yu's face like a meteor. Her punches were swift and fierce, carrying a strange rhythm, as if they could block all of Lu Yu's escape routes.

Lu Yu was not in a hurry. He moved his feet lightly and launched his Jeet Kune Do moves like flowing water, easily dissolving her attack.

"Spirit Fox Fist? Interesting."

A hint of admiration flashed in Lu Yu's eyes, and he suddenly swung out with his right fist. A back punch with a sound of breaking through the air hit Zheng Xueying's shoulder directly.

Zheng Xueying was caught off guard and was knocked back several feet, with a flash of shock in her eyes.

"Your boxing skills..."

Zheng Xueying gritted her teeth, a stronger fighting spirit burning in her eyes.

She turned her body, and her Fox Fist moves became faster. The fist shadow was like a phantom, with a strange soft power, trying to entangle Lu Yu's attack.

Lu Yu was not afraid at all. The essence of Jeet Kune Do is to use speed to defeat speed and to control complexity with simplicity.

Every time he swung his fist, he accurately intercepted Zheng Xueying's attack, and even used her strength for his own use and repelled it.

The two men exchanged fists and kicks, and the force of the collision was like thunder, causing an uproar in the audience seats around the ring.

"This... is this still boxing? It's even more terrifying than soul skills!"

One audience member couldn't help but exclaim.

Hu Liena and Xiao Wu stood in the audience, their eyes fixed on the ring.

Xiao Wu clenched her fists and whispered, "Brother Lu Yu's Jeet Kune Do is amazing! Zheng Xueying is completely suppressed!"

Hu Liena frowned, a hint of worry flashed in her eyes: "Don't be too happy too soon.

Zheng Xueying hasn't used her full strength yet, she still has a trump card."

On the ring, Zheng Xueying suddenly stopped her attack, and a look of madness flashed in her eyes.

She growled, "Lu Yu, you forced me to do this!"

Before she finished speaking, she clenched her fists, her soul power surged, and a terrifying aura burst out from her.

"Martial Palace Fist Fight!"

Zheng Xueying's voice was filled with determination, and her fist hit Lu Yu like a meteor.

The power of this punch far exceeded ordinary soul skills. It seemed to be able to tear apart space. With three times the strength of an ordinary person, it went straight to Lu Yu's chest.

In the audience, Hu Liena and Xiao Wu exclaimed at the same time.

Xiao Wu gritted her teeth and whispered, "Brother Lu Yu, you can do it! I believe in you!"

Hu Liena's face turned even paler, her hands unconsciously clenched, and she murmured, "Lu Yu, you must stay alive... I'm still waiting to tell you that secret..."

Her cheeks turned red unconsciously, but her eyes were full of determination.

Lu Yu stood on the ring, facing the terrifying punch, but a calm light flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, the essence of Jeet Kune Do flowing through his body, and slowly raised his hands, ready to meet the decisive blow...

In the hell killing field, the bloody smell was so thick that it could not be dispelled. The shouts of the surrounding audience surged like a tide. In the center of the ring, Lu Yu and Zheng Xueying confronted each other. The air seemed to solidify, and murderous intent flowed between the two.

"You think you can beat me?"

Zheng Xueying sneered, her eyes full of contempt. A ball of dark red energy condensed between her hands, emitting an aura of destruction. "Although I can't use my soul skills here, my power, Zheng Xueying, is far beyond your imagination!"

Lu Yu's expression was calm, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a hint of joking: "Really? Then give it a try."

He did not move, his fists clenched tightly, and his aura suddenly rose, like a dormant beast ready to pounce at any time.

Zheng Xueying took the first step, and the dark red energy swept like a hurricane, turning into a giant palm that slapped towards Lu Yu. The palm wind tore through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

Lu Yu did not dodge or evade. He crossed his arms and the strength in his body surged like a river, and he met the attack head-on.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the ground of the ring cracked and dust flew everywhere.

Lu Yu's body swayed slightly, his steps were as steady as a rock, but Zheng Xueying's face turned pale, his right palm trembled slightly, and the crisp sound of broken bones was clearly audible in the quiet moment.

"How can it be!"

Zheng Xueying gritted her teeth, horror flashing in her eyes, "How much strength do you have hidden?"

Lu Yu did not answer, but took advantage of the situation to move forward, and his right palm blasted out like thunder, hitting Zheng Xueying directly in the chest.

The palm force was like a mountain, the air was compressed to the extreme, making a low explosion.

Zheng Xueying hastily raised her hand to block, but only felt a huge force coming at her. The whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string, with a deep dent in her chest. When she landed, she spit out a mouthful of blood, staining the ring red.

"You...I'm going to kill you!"

Zheng Xueying struggled to get up, her eyes filled with venom and her voice hoarse, "If this damn place didn't restrict spirit skills, do you think you could defeat me? Someone deliberately chose this place to harm me!"

Lu Yu smiled coldly, walked closer slowly, and said indifferently: "If you act too ruthlessly, you will eventually suffer the consequences.

Who do you blame? Blame yourself. "

He said no more, and the strength in his body gathered again. He slowly raised his right palm with murderous intent.

Despair flashed in Zheng Xueying's eyes, and she roared, "Lu Yu, if you dare to kill me, Spirit Hall will not let you go!"

At this moment, a powerful aura suddenly emerged from the void, turned into a beam of light and shadow and pounced towards Lu Yu, trying to stop him.

Lu Yu snorted coldly, his palm power not decreasing, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger: "Want to save her? It's too late!"

"boom!"

As a palm landed, Zheng Xueying's body shook violently, the light in her eyes quickly dimmed, and her life force was gone.

She fell to the ground, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth. Before she died, countless images flashed through her mind, regret and unwillingness intertwined, and finally turned into dead silence.

The whole place was silent, and the audience held their breath, shocked by Lu Yu's decisiveness and ruthlessness.

At this moment, an angry roar broke the silence: "Lu Yu! How dare you kill my Spirit Hall Saint in public!"

A figure descended from the sky with a powerful aura. It was actually a powerful person from the Spirit Hall.

His hair turned white, his face gloomy, he pointed at Lu Yu and shouted angrily: "Do you know who she is? The Spirit Hall will never forgive you!"

Lu Yu wiped the blood from his palm, looked up at the newcomer, and said calmly but with a hint of sarcasm: "In the killing field of hell, life and death are determined by heaven.

You people from the Spirit Hall have violated the rules of the Slaughter City time and time again, which has long made countless spirit masters dissatisfied.

What? You are the only ones allowed to kill people, but others are not allowed to resist?"

"You are presumptuous!"

The old man was furious and raised his hand to attack. A ball of terrifying energy condensed in his palm, and murderous intent was directed at Lu Yu.

At this critical moment, an invisible pressure suddenly descended, as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing, making it difficult for everyone in the audience to breathe.

The old man froze, fear flashing in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, an aged and deep voice echoed throughout the killing field: "Who dares to act presumptuously in my killing capital?" (End of this chapter)