Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 166 Kill him!

"Okay, that's amazing!"

As Lu Ming kicked a nobleman of the seventh level of martial arts off the Zuixian Tower, the onlookers cheered loudly.

How many times has this happened? Perhaps it's the twentieth time today.

No one can be Lu Ming's opponent, no matter if they are at the sixth or seventh level of martial arts.

In Zhongzhou, martial arts flourished and the people also loved martial arts. Seeing such a scene, they all cheered loudly.

The cheers were so loud that they almost overturned the nearby houses.

It has to be said that Lu Ming's behavior this time was too arrogant, but it also attracted a large number of fans. After all, humans all admire the strong.

Once your strength is enough to support your arrogance, everyone's mentality will naturally change.

Lu Ming felt the energy constantly transforming in the void, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The authority of the Lord of Pleasure really opened his eyes. The ways to obtain energy in this world are not limited to actual materials. Even human spiritual thoughts have powerful power.

These days, he has been inviting masters from all over the world to fight in Zuixianlou, which has aroused people's enthusiasm and the energy he has gained has also increased sharply.

"Is there not even a single true master in this world? They are all just a bunch of nobodies."

"I will challenge a hundred men to a fight at Zuixian Tower. If no one can defeat me, I will petition the imperial court to confer upon me the title of Martial Saint of the Nation!"

Lu Ming put one foot on the windowsill and spoke loudly.

There was infinite confidence in his eyes and brows, and he was in high spirits. Many people watching on the street felt that he seemed to be emitting a kind of aura, which made people want to worship him.

"Martial Saint!"

"The Martial Saint who protects the country!"

Some of his supporters, most of them young warriors, cheered enthusiastically. What warrior didn't dream of dominating the world and becoming invincible? Lu Ming's actions today were simply a scene from their dreams.

……

"Bastard!"

"This is forcing the emperor to abdicate! Is this forcing the emperor to abdicate?"

Even in the imperial palace, Emperor Chongde could hear the thunderous roar outside.

This voice disgusted him, made him irritated, and even... frightened him.

Daqian has been established for a long time. Does Wu Miao intend to depose himself and push this person named Lu to the throne?

Otherwise, how could they be allowed to do whatever they want?

Emperor Chongde clenched his fists tightly.

Listen, listen to what these people are shouting?
He is the emperor, an emperor whose words are law, but these people keep clamoring for him to confer the title of Martial Saint of National Defense on him, without considering his opinion at all.

Lu Pingzhi...it’s all this Lu Pingzhi!

Most of Emperor Chongde's face was buried in darkness, and his features were only vaguely distorted.

"emperor."

At this moment, a faint voice sounded, and an almost illusory shadow appeared in the hall.

Shadow knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully.

"Xing Bao, it's you, you're still alive."

Emperor Chongde looked at the shadow and his expression gradually regained its composure. At least he didn't want to lose his status in front of these eunuchs.

"Back then, you served Emperor Sejong, if I remember correctly."

Emperor Chongde leaned against the steps, as if this would make him more comfortable.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The shadow's tone was still very calm, but one could tell that he was trying hard to remain respectful.

"Shizong, Xianzong, Xizong, Wuzong, Daizong, the late emperor, it has been two hundred years since I came to this place."

Emperor Chongde read slowly.

"It has been two hundred and thirty-six years since I began serving Emperor Sejong."

Shadow spoke without hesitation.

"Snapped."

Emperor Chongde threw the inkstone in his hand, hitting Shadow on the head. Neither the inkstone nor the ink stained the Shadow at all. "It's been over two hundred years, why don't you just die?"

"How is it that lowly people like you can live so long, while I, the emperor, can only live for a hundred years!"

Emperor Chongde kept roaring, and the resentment suppressed in his heart burst out fiercely.

He said more than a hundred years, but in fact most emperors could not live that long because of the pressure of government affairs and the depression in their hearts. Living to the age of eighty was considered a long life.

Just like his father, he died before he was fifty.

Shadow didn't answer, but just lowered his head to the ground.

"I am a disabled person, relying on the imperial power to survive, and I should share your Majesty's worries."

"Now the Martial Temple is powerful, and the villains are arrogant. Even if I die, I will put an end to their arrogance."

Shadow spoke slowly.

"Oh?"

Emperor Chongde stood up and walked to Shadow.

"How sure are you?"

He looked down at the shadow, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I feel I am 100% sure, but I dare not boast in front of Your Majesty, so I will just say I am 90% sure."

Shadow continued.

"it is good!"

"Go kill him for me!"

Emperor Chongde clenched his fists suddenly.

"Yes."

"I'm afraid I can no longer look after Your Majesty now that I'm gone. Please take good care of yourself from now on."

The shadow kowtowed again, and then disappeared in the hall, while Emperor Chongde became excited and paced back and forth in the hall.

"Ninety percent... Oh no, ten percent. Alright, alright, kill him, kill them!"

Emperor Chongde became more and more excited.

……

"Boom."

Lu Ming stretched out his hand and pointed, as if it were the most ordinary action.

But a powerful divine will ran through it, and in the eyes of his opponents, this finger seemed like a pillar of heaven, falling from a very high place, ready to crush all life.

His opponent was a top martial artist of the seventh level of martial arts. Although he was holding a spear in his hand, his mind trembled and his consciousness was almost annihilated under this finger. He didn't even have the thought of fighting back.

"boom."

The man fell heavily from the building and landed on the street.

A pit with a radius of ten feet appeared with the man's body as the center.

It was as if that finger manifested in the material world and pressed a big hole in the ground.

"Won!"

This is Lu Ming's sixteenth opponent today. If he defeats eight more people, he will have won 100 games in a row.

These days, the area around Zuixianlou is extremely bustling, almost non-stop. Even at night, countless civilians or warriors will spontaneously light torches and lanterns, illuminating the place like daylight.

Some people with a keen sense of smell even started setting up stalls nearby, taking advantage of the flow of people and making a fortune.

After all, when everyone is cheering and excited, they always have to drink something, especially some alcohol, which can ignite everyone's emotions.

"Lu Pingzhi..."

On the street in the distance, a figure was covered in a black robe, and his face could not be seen clearly. In his hand, there was an exquisite but old-looking longevity lock.

"The longevity lock can prolong your life, but it can also destroy your life."

A hint of indifference flashed in the black-robed man's eyes.

(End of this chapter)