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

The Silver-Armored Soul Saint snorted coldly, shook the spear in his hand, and his soul power burst out. A spear martial spirit with a gleaming silver light appeared behind him.

Obviously, his martial spirit and the weapon in his hand complement each other, doubling the power.

The spear was swung out, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and pierced Lu Yu's chest.

Lu Yu moved his body to the side and barely avoided the attack, but the attack range of the spear far exceeded that of his short sword, making it difficult for him to get close for a while.

The Silver-Armored Soul Saint took advantage of the situation and pursued him, thrusting out his spear like a violent storm, with soul power flashing on the tip of the spear, blocking Lu Yu's retreat.

The surrounding spirit masters from the Garo Empire tried to come forward to help, but they were entangled by the spirit masters from other Wuhun Empires and could not get close at all.

The situation was extremely unfavorable for Lu Yu for a while.

"Spearmanship is a world of its own!"

The Silver-Armored Soul Saint let out a low roar, and activated his soul skill. The soul power on the spear condensed into countless light spots, covering Lu Yu like stars.

The attack was so powerful that the surrounding air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

Lu Yu's pupils shrank slightly, but he was not at all panicked.

He took a deep breath, his soul power circulated rapidly in his body, and he shouted in a low voice: "Seal fate!"

In an instant, Lu Yu's figure seemed to disappear from the spot, and the next moment, he appeared not far from the Silver-Armored Soul Saint.

The teleportation effect of this soul skill caught everyone off guard. The Silver-Armored Soul Saint's spear was still suspended in mid-air, and there was no time to retract it.

He quickly retreated, trying to create distance, but Lu Yu had already seized this flaw.

He held a sword in one hand, the sword light was like a rainbow, restraining the movements of the Silver-Armored Soul Saint, and with the other hand he secretly gathered his soul power, a terrifying wave faintly emerging in the palm of his hand.

"Baji collapse!"

Lu Yu let out a low roar and suddenly slapped out with his palm.

A terrifying force 64 times greater than the original force erupted instantly, and the air was compressed to the point of making a dull explosion sound.

The Silver-Armored Soul Saint's armor was as fragile as thin paper in the face of this force. His abdomen was hit directly, the armor shattered, and blood spurted out.

His body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hitting the ground heavily, raising dust.

"How could you..."

The Silver-Armored Soul Saint fell to the ground, clutching the wound on his abdomen, his face full of disbelief.

As a level 72 Soul Saint, his soul power and experience far exceeded that of a Soul Emperor, but he didn't even have the strength to fight back in Lu Yu's hands.

This completely overturned his understanding of the power gap between Soul Emperor and Soul Sage.

Lu Yu slowly approached, looking down at the Silver-Armored Soul Saint on the ground, and said in a cold tone: "The battlefield is not a competition ground, any possibility exists."

Before he finished speaking, he swung his sword, and with a flash of sword light, the head of the Silver-Armored Soul Saint rolled down, and the blood dyed the ground red.

"Ding! Kill the Soul Saint and get 1000000 points!"

The system's prompt sound made Lu Yu's eyes flash with satisfaction.

He looked around and found that the soul masters of the Wuhun Empire had been intimidated by his strength and did not dare to step forward easily.

The morale of the soldiers of the Garo Empire was greatly boosted, and they took advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack.

Lu Yu took a deep breath and suppressed the soul power surging in his body.

He knew that after this battle, he would become the focus of the battlefield, and exposing his strength too much would not be a good thing.

He glanced at the battle situation in the distance, and seeing that the Wuhun Empire had no time to pursue him for the time being, he flashed and quickly evacuated the center of the battlefield.

The Wuhun Empire was distracted by the fierce battle on the main battlefield, and no one was able to stop him in time. They could only watch Lu Yu disappear in the smoke.

Above the city gate, General Cheng witnessed the entire process of Lu Yu killing the Soul Saint, his eyes full of shock.

His hand gripping the pile of stones trembled slightly as he murmured, "For a Soul Emperor to kill a Soul Saint... this is almost impossible.

Who on earth is this kid?"

The second prince Cheng Yufeng, who was standing next to him, also had a complicated expression.

He looked at the direction where Lu Yu was going away, feeling both shocked and vaguely uneasy.

Lu Yu's strength is beyond imagination, but his origins and motives are elusive.

If such a genius could be used by the Garo Empire, he would definitely be a great help, but if he cannot be won over, the consequences would be disastrous.

General Cheng turned to look at Cheng Yufeng and said earnestly, "Yufeng, this kind of talent is not easy to find. You must seize the opportunity and don't let him get away."

Cheng Yufeng was stunned when he heard this, then looked at his father with a strange expression and said hesitantly: "Father, do you mean... do you want me to seduce him?"

General Cheng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and patted Cheng Yufeng on the shoulder: "What are you thinking about, kid? I'm telling you to get along with him and try to get him to work for me, Jialuo!"

He paused, then turned his gaze back to the distant battlefield, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes: "This Lu Yu, I'm afraid he's going to stir up a storm..."

The wind was still howling on the city wall, and the sound of war drums gradually became lower.

The night was as dark as ink, lights flickered in the Garo Empire military camp, and the air was filled with the smoke and bloody smell left over from the war.

The noise of the battlefield has gradually subsided. The army of the Wuhun Empire retreated on its own initiative after days of fierce fighting, leaving behind a devastated battlefield and broken weapons and armor all over the ground.

The soldiers in the camp were finally able to catch their breath, their faces filled with relief at having survived the disaster and joy of victory.

The bonfire crackled, and the firelight reflected on the soldiers' faces, reflecting their tired but excited expressions.

The haze that had been suppressed by the Wuhun Empire for days seemed to dissipate slightly as the enemy retreated.

In the main tent, General Cheng sat upright in the commander's seat, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, scanning the generals in the tent.

The atmosphere in the tent was solemn, and the flickering candlelight made everyone's figure look long and blurry.

Cheng Yufeng stood aside, his young face filled with anxiety. He couldn't help but speak: "General, the Spirit Empire's retreat is clearly a spent force! Seizing this opportunity, I would like to lead my troops in pursuit. I will surely defeat the enemy in one fell swoop and turn the tide of the battle!"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, carrying the passion and drive unique to young generals.

General Cheng shook his head slowly, stroking his gray beard, and said in a low but unquestionable voice: "Yufeng, although the enemy has retreated, it is not necessarily defeated.

After a long march, they looked exhausted, but their morale was not disturbed.

If we pursue them now, we'll easily fall into an ambush, which would be more trouble than gain."

He paused, his eyes sweeping over the people in the tent, and said in a deep voice, "Tonight, I will personally lead my elite troops to launch a surprise attack on the enemy camp, catching them off guard and inflicting heavy damage in one fell swoop! This battle must make the Wuhun Empire know that our Jialuo Empire will not be easily bullied!"

After he finished speaking, a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes. The generals in the tent nodded one after another, and their morale was boosted.

In the military camp outside the tent, the soldiers sat around the campfire, whispering about the enemy's retreat.

Someone patted his chest and said proudly, "The Spirit Empire is no better than this! With this retreat, we can finally hold our heads high!"

Another person continued, "That's right! With General Cheng in charge, we can definitely counterattack and drive those guys out of our territory!"

Laughter and discussion intertwined, and the camp was filled with a long-lost relaxed atmosphere.

However, behind the hustle and bustle, a figure was quietly walking in the shadows of the camp, with steady steps and deep eyes.

Lu Yu walked alone on the small path in the camp. The night wind blew, bringing a hint of coolness.

His figure appeared tall and solitary in the moonlight, his robes still stained with damp blood—the marks of his fierce battle with the Soul Saint of the Martial Soul Empire during the day. The harrowing scenes of the battle flashed through his mind, yet he didn't rush to purchase "heroes" as usual.

——Those props that could give him special abilities, but he chose to remain silent, his eyes scanning the surroundings from time to time, as if looking for something.

The power of his martial soul slowly flowed through his body, faintly revealing an unfathomable aura.

A low and slightly hoarse voice sounded in his mind. It was the voice of the Qilin's residual soul, with a bit of curiosity and exploration.

Lu Yu paused, his gaze fixed on a dim corner. He whispered, "Don't you feel something's amiss with today's battle? The Spirit Empire's soldiers appear exhausted, but their eyes... don't look like they've simply been through a long march."

He frowned, and the images of the soul masters he had fought against during the day appeared in his mind.

Although their movements were slow, they were strangely coordinated, as if they were hiding something.

The Qilin's remnant soul was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "It's indeed a bit strange.

The soldiers' condition didn't seem to be simply fatigued, but rather... their minds were suppressed by something."

Its voice was filled with doubt. "You are quite perceptive, boy. Do you have any plans?"

Lu Yu did not answer directly, but just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

He has always been accustomed to hiding his strength and keeping it as a trump card for the critical moment.

At this moment, he was more concerned about how to take the initiative in the next battle.

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the night.

Cheng Yufeng strode over, his face filled with excitement, and shouted from afar, "Lu Yu! You killed that Soul Saint today, which is truly gratifying! This battle has finally shown our momentum!"

His voice was full of admiration, but there was a hint of temptation in his eyes.

Lu Yu turned around, with a tired look on his face, and said lightly: "It's just luck.

I'm injured and would like to find a quiet place to recover. Please, General Cheng, please arrange a place for me to stay."

His tone was calm, yet carried a hint of unmistakable distance.

Cheng Yufeng was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

He turned and left, his steps hesitant.

Just now, General Cheng had just mentioned the sneak attack plan for tonight, and Lu Yu said that he was injured and needed to rest. This coincidence in time made him suspicious.

He frowned and whispered to himself, "What on earth is Lu Yu thinking about?"

With such doubts in mind, he personally arranged a secluded barracks for Lu Yu, located in a corner of the military camp, away from the hustle and bustle.

As the night deepened, the military meeting in the main tent continued.

General Cheng stood in front of the map, his finger slowly moving across it, his tone steady, "The Spirit Empire's retreat is the perfect opportunity for our army to counterattack.

The enemy has been fighting for days and has been severely weakened. A surprise attack tonight will surely severely damage their morale!"

His gaze was as sharp as a torch, sweeping across the generals in the tent. "If we win this battle, the occupied city will be recaptured in no time, and the military might of the Garo Empire will surely be revived!"

The generals in the tent responded one after another, their spirits high, but Cheng Yufeng was the only one standing aside, silent.

"Yufeng, where is Lu Yu?"

General Cheng suddenly asked.

Cheng Yufeng came back to his senses and replied respectfully, "Lu Yu is recovering from his injuries in the camp and may not be able to participate in tonight's operation."

Upon hearing this, General Cheng frowned slightly, but said nothing more. He just nodded and continued to deploy the plan.

The generals in the tent were excited and wanted to fight one after another, but Cheng Yufeng took the initiative to speak: "General, I am willing to stay in the camp to ensure that there is no worry in the rear!"

General Cheng was a little surprised, but seeing his determined expression, he nodded in agreement.

As night fell, the attacking troops quietly set out, and the noise in the camp gradually subsided.

Cheng Yufeng stood outside Lu Yu's barracks, staring at the closed door, with mixed feelings in his heart.

His trust in Lu Yu grew day by day, but the coincidences today made him feel uneasy.

He whispered: "Lu Yu, please don't let me down..."

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the sky above the barracks, like a star falling to the ground, illuminating half of the camp.

In the light, a figure appeared and disappeared, emitting a majestic aura.

The Soul Saint's aura spread like a tide, sweeping across the entire military camp and alarming all the soul masters in the camp.

Cheng Yufeng suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with shock: "This is... Soul Saint?!"

He could hardly believe his eyes. Lu Yu wasn't injured, but was in seclusion for a breakthrough! His previous doubts instantly vanished, replaced by a deep shock at Lu Yu's talent.

The soul masters in the camp were also attracted by this aura. They walked out of their tents and looked up at the light.

Someone murmured in amazement: "Soul Saint... That's a Soul Saint! How old is Lu Yu, and he has already reached such a realm!"

Another person shook his head and sighed, "Soul Emperor is something that ordinary people can never reach in their lifetime, and Soul Sage is even more out of reach.

This guy Lu Yu, there is really a gap between genius and ordinary people..."

Envy and shock spread among the crowd, and everyone's eyes were filled with awe and complexity.

The light gradually dissipated, Lu Yu slowly opened his eyes, feeling the surging power in his body.

His martial soul seemed to be connected with the heaven and earth at the moment of breakthrough, and every bit of soul power was surging like a river.

He murmured softly, "Soul Saint... finally reached this point."

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Breaking through to Soul Saint not only means a leap in strength, but also the capital for him to gain a foothold in this war.

"Tsk tsk, boy, your martial spirit is really weird."

The voice of the Qilin remnant soul sounded again, with a hint of teasing, "I have lived for so many years, and this is the second time I have seen you break through like this.

Tell me, where did this martial spirit come from? Could it be a gift from heaven?

Hearing this, Lu Yu smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "Maybe God really values ​​it."

He didn't want to talk more, so he asked, "Next, I plan to embed a spirit ring for the Qilin spirit. What do you think?"

The Qilin remnant soul snorted, and said with a hint of resentment: "Your Qilin martial soul is no worse than your main martial soul. It only has three spirit rings now, which is really unfair to it.

"If I get it a spirit ring sooner, and both spirits advance simultaneously, wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone?"

Lu Yu nodded and said thoughtfully: "The war is not over yet, I can't get away for the time being.

However, Ma Hongjun is already out there keeping an eye out for suitable spirit beasts. I'll get started on this as soon as the battle is over."

The Qilin's remnant soul hummed in satisfaction and said no more.

Just then, there was a hurried knock on the door.

A soldier's voice rang out: "Lord Lu, someone outside the camp claims to be your friend and has important news to tell you!" (End of Chapter)