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Chapter 259 It's not good, it's very bad

A villa on Shek O Peninsula in Hong Kong City, within the Lu Mansion.

Lu Yinghua, wearing training clothes, was practicing his stance in the courtyard.

As a direct disciple of the martial arts king Luo Hao, Lu Yinghua, who is only sixteen years old, has already mastered martial arts to an extremely high level.

Even within the Five Hells Holy Sect founded by Luo Hao, there were only a very few elders who could say that they were definitely better than him.

There are only a handful of people in the world who are so young and have such profound martial arts skills.

Even Liliana and Erica, who are also top geniuses in this world, cannot compare with Lu Yinghua.

However, Lu Yinghua didn't feel anything about this. He himself didn't even take martial arts seriously.

As for why I study hard every day, rain or shine, it’s just a habit.

After all, who made him be chosen by Luo Hao as his personal disciple since he was young? Even if he didn't want to.

Even because of Luo Hao's oppression, he became more and more disgusted with martial arts and women, especially beautiful women.

"Master, breakfast is ready."

The old housekeeper of the Lu family walked out of the courtyard and said to the young man who was still snoring with his eyes closed.

"Master?"

Well, Lu Yinghua has trained himself to the point where his body can automatically get up at five in the morning to practice boxing even when he is unconscious.

Just like today.

The old butler realized that he failed to call out to Lu Yinghua, so he spoke in a very low voice.

"Eating breakfast at 6:30 is the rule set by the Holy Master."

Brush it!
Lu Yinghua's eyes lit up, he clasped his hands together, faced the east, and slipped to his knees.

"Disciple Lu Yinghua wishes Master great success in literature and martial virtue, and a long life."

The old butler next to him was no longer surprised by this. Ever since coming down from Mount Lushan, his young master had to do this every day.

It’s nothing, I’m just used to it.

Lu Yinghua sighed, stood up and brushed the dust off his training pants, like a sage, revealing a sense of vicissitudes of life that saw through everything.

"Mr. Lu, is there any new news about the Last King in Europe?"

Lu Yinghua had a weathered look on his face... or rather an emo look, as he went to the hall to eat. On his way to the restaurant, he asked the butler.

"The intelligence we have investigated has been placed on the dining table."

The old butler replied in a calm tone, but his words inevitably revealed a hint of sympathy for Lu Yinghua.

Hearing this, Lu Yinghua nodded, then came to the front of the restaurant, and while eating soy milk and buns, he picked up the documents on the table and began to review them carefully.

Lu Yinghua looked at it for a long time and sighed.

"It's not good, it's very bad!"

"what happened?"

The old butler who was making tea asked with some confusion.

Lu Yinghua said with a headache expression.

"Based on the current information, it is almost certain that King Arthur is the last king who has been missing for 1,500 years."

"Could it be that the intelligence was wrong?"

The old butler asked with some doubt. After all, the Five Hells Holy Church's control over overseas gangs was not strict.

It's normal to be careless.

"No, although overseas spies have many tricks up their sleeves, they dare not be careless in this regard."

Lu Yinghua shook his head and couldn't help but complain.

"Unless they have someone like the leader standing behind them, it is impossible for them to be so bold."

"That's really impossible."

The old butler looked solemn, and then spoke with a little hesitation.

"But how can we report this kind of information to the leader?"

"It's just a headache because I don't know how to explain it."

Lu Yinghua sighed and said.

"If we don't explain it well, someone might get killed."

When Lu Yinghua thought of his master, his body began to tremble.

The next target of the Last King is the King of Martial Arts, and he has already subdued the four kings in Europe.

This information must be reported to Luo Hao, but how to report it is another question.

"Besides, we don't know who is stronger between King Arthur and our master."

When Lu Yinghua said this, his expression was very helpless.

"According to the intelligence, on Sardinia Island, the other party killed the Wolf King with one sword."

"And the King of Swords seemed to have challenged King Arthur, but was defeated in the end."

If Luo Hao is confident that he can defeat King Arthur, everything will be fine. But what if he cannot?
After all, the Last King is the one who is responsible for purging the godslayers and saving the world.

No one dared to say whether there would be a more powerful godslayer than Luo Hao before him.

It is said that Wang Mang, who founded the Xin Dynasty, was once a godslayer and was eventually eliminated by the Last King.

Leading to the collapse of the Xin Dynasty.

To do this, they must prepare in advance.

Even to the point of admonishing the Holy Lord!

"If the Holy Master fails, it will be bad."

Lu Yinghua said this with some concern, but for some reason a hint of excitement appeared in his heart.

It’s not good, this is really too good... No, it’s too not good.

The thought of that scene happening before his eyes.

He felt a heart-wrenching pain, as if his heart was being squeezed by an invisible giant hand.

I don’t know why, but the corners of my mouth couldn’t be stopped and kept rising little by little.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
How could I be happy about Master's death?
Even though he knew very well that if Luo Hao really died, as a disciple of the Demon King, his fate would not be any better. Even if he was at the peak of human existence, at least not at the level of a God Slayer, he could not escape the reckoning.

But when he thought about the death of his master who had bullied him since childhood, Lu Yinghua couldn't help but want to laugh.

I feel like my misogyny is almost gone.

However, due to the passive reaction of Luo Hao's body that had been trained for a long time, Lu Yinghua's expression at this moment was particularly distorted.

Well, I can only say that the teacher is very kind and the son is very filial.

"Now it seems that there is no way to avoid it and I can only remind Master."

Lu Yinghua shook his hands and said with some hopelessness.

"I hope that King Arthur has no intention of killing me."

"We can only hope so."

The old butler couldn't help but mutter and sigh.

For such a major event, what can they, who are not godslayers, do even if they are worried?
We can only put our hopes on God.

At this moment, a young man in martial arts uniform rushed in and clasped his fists.

"The latest news from England is that King Arthur intends to visit the Holy Master to discuss the matter of conquering the Monkey King."

"King Arthur has now boarded the plane to Lushan Jiujiang Airport."

Lu Yinghua stood up with a bang and said with a dark face.

"What do you mean by discussing the affairs of the Monkey King together? I think King Arthur has bad intentions!"

When thinking of the Marquis of Vauban who was defeated almost in an instant, and the defeated Sword King Tony, Lu Yinghua subconsciously thought of a terrible fact.

It is very likely that King Arthur set an ambush, which is why he defeated the two kings so easily.

And not killing them is most likely not because they were let go, but because they were unable to do so.

And now the other party wants to use sweet words to make Luo Hao let down his guard, and when the Monkey God is released, they will attack the master together!

After understanding Su Nian's motives from the enemy's perspective, Lu Yinghua paced back and forth in the hall and slapped his thigh.

"I will write a letter right now to inform Master and explain the pros and cons!"

"Master."

The old butler said in a heavy tone.

"The more dangerous the situation, the more important it is to find your own position."

Hearing this, Lu Yinghua's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he nodded.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master Lu. After revising the book, Yinghua will go to Mount Lu in person to help stop King Arthur!"

When the old butler saw this scene, he nodded approvingly.

At the same time, Su Nian carried Athena and Liliana onto the special plane to Lushan.

Before the plane took off, Su Nian was still on the phone with Guinevere.

"I'd like you to keep an eye on Alice and the Black Prince. Don't let them do anything."

"And Erica, the integration of the forces in Southern Europe will be handed over to her. I hope she can do a good job."

"If Alice does a good job, let her handle the affairs of England, and you go and integrate the forces in Europe."

"And Madam Aisha, keep an eye on her and don't let her get away again. Although her power has been sealed by me, this woman is a bit evil."

"By the way, if there is any news from America, please wait for me to come back and deal with it."

"Okay, that's all. For now, in terms of the secular side, we need to promote the popularization of magic and the development of magical technology."

After arranging things in Europe, Su Nian put away his phone and sighed slightly.

Once again, I lament that I don’t have enough manpower.

At this time, the plane was about to take off.

When the plane train just started, Liliana, who was sitting on the sofa opposite, said a little uncomfortably.

"My king, isn't it a little too dangerous to take me alone to the Celestial Empire?"

Su Nian took the juice handed to him by Athena, took a sip, and said with a strange expression.

"Dangerous? Why do you think it's dangerous?"

"Besides, we are going there to discuss how to deal with the monkey, not to fight."

"because···"

Liliana opened her mouth and a conflicted expression appeared on her face. Finally, she gritted her teeth and reminded in a low voice.

"I don't know why, but my intuition tells me that this trip to Mount Lushan will not be too smooth."

King, are you really not clear about your identity? The last king who specializes in cleaning out the God Slayers, and discussing with the God Slayers how to deal with another disobedient god.

There is no ghost here, do you believe it?

Based on Liliana's understanding of the martial arts king who founded the Demon Cult, this was no different from issuing a provocative declaration of war.

Conflict is inevitable.

"My king, please forgive me for being blunt, but if you come into conflict with that leader, my power may not be able to help you..."

Instead it will hold you back.

Liliana didn't say the rest.

And she didn't understand why Su Nian chose to let her go instead of Erica, who was more polite and socially savvy.

Or maybe Guinevere and Lord Lancelot, or the White Princess.

But why is it she who can't provide any help?

At this time, Su Nian, who was drinking juice, interrupted Liliana calmly.

"Of course they all have more important things to do."

“Is that really the case?”

Liliana breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that, but a trace of sadness inevitably rose in her heart.

So Lily is the most useless?