Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo

Chapter 219 Cutting Melons and Vegetables

After the commotion, there was endless silence.

Lu Mingfei bent over slightly, panting. Lightning was still flashing in his mouth and nose. Even with his current strength, this attack was still strenuous for him.

He took a few deep breaths and quickly descended. Due to the extreme heat from the lightning attack, white mist was rising everywhere on the sea surface.

In the hazy mist, one after another, demonic orcas floated silently to the surface of the sea, their white bellies billowing. Ten thousand years, a thousand years, a hundred years, hundreds of soul rings continuously formed and shimmered on the sea surface, creating a magnificent spectacle.

But the most important 100,000-year soul ring has yet to appear.

Lu Mingfei stood on the sea, a floating ice floe forming beneath his feet, his molten red golden-copper eyes fixed on the ferocious, enormous black shadow beneath the surface.

A 100,000-year-old soul beast is still a 100,000-year-old soul beast; its vitality is frighteningly tenacious.

The Demon Orca King used all its soul power to envelop every inch of its body, blocking the seawater's transmission of lightning to the greatest extent possible.

Nevertheless, the power of the thunder still tore its skin open, causing it immense pain.

Even now, it doesn't know exactly what happened, but it does know that the culprit behind all this is a mere human, who is standing on the sea, mocking its pathetic state.

He is the king of the demonic orcas, indifferent to the lives of his subjects. If his tribe is wiped out, he can lead another tribe. But if someone bullies him, he will make them pay the price, even if it means death.

"Die!" The Demon Orca King soared into the sky from the sea, its massive body, nearly forty meters long, moving with the speed of a cannonball.

The sea is his home turf. This arrogant enemy dared to abandon his air superiority and descend to the sea. He would never give the enemy another chance to take off.

The entire seawater solidified in the next moment, a testament to the unique domain power of a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

Its gaping maw resembles an abyss ready to devour everything in the world. Its astonishing bite force and serrated, sharp teeth are so formidable that even the Demon Soul Great White Shark, renowned for its bite force, must avoid its sharp edge.

However, it was completely meaningless in front of Lu Mingfei's golden eyes.

He landed on the sea not only to use himself as bait, but also to prevent the other party from escaping. The demonic orca king's initiative to attack was exactly what he wanted.

With a light tap of the foot, the freezing power was activated, and a huge ice layer with a diameter of hundreds of meters instantly formed on the sea surface.

The Demon Orca King burst out from beneath the sea, crashing through the ice, but Lu Mingfei had already vanished from the spot.

It floated on the ice, and its first reaction after losing its target was to try to return to the sea, but the hole it had just breached had already been repaired.

Just as it realized something was wrong and tried to escape the ice, intense pain and a bloody smell suddenly rushed into its nostrils.

However, before it could realize what was happening, even more intense, tearing pain suddenly erupted all over its body.

The body, already riddled with holes from the lightning strikes, was now subjected to even more brutal torture.

In an instant, at the sixth level and sixty-four times the speed, with his current Soul Saint cultivation, he was even faster than a ghost.

He took out the alchemical longsword he named "The Zealot," and like a master calligrapher wielding a snow-white brush, he began to paint incessantly on the demonic orca king at an incomprehensible speed.

Using a knife as a pen and blood as ink.

A fanatic over a meter long is no bigger than a toothpick compared to the massive body of the Demon Orca King.

But this toothpick could easily tear bloody wounds on its body.

The Demon Orca King roared, its soul power surging, repelling Lu Mingfei's attack while rapidly healing its wounds.

And it immediately bent its whole body, like a bowstring, trying to use a catapult to accelerate away from the ice and leap back into the sea.

But Lu Mingfei didn't give it that chance. With a flap of his wings, he arrived in mid-air ahead of time to intercept it. The power of the Bronze Throne erupted, and with one punch, he slammed the Demon Orca King back onto the ice.

Before the Demon Orca King could recover, he began a series of slashes again. This time, it wasn't just cutting; the alchemical longsword was also imbued with gray royal flames.

The blade sliced ​​through the demonic orca king's leather, which was tougher than metal and stone. The whale fat beneath the skin melted and ignited instantly under the intense heat of the king's flames, just like butter meeting a hot knife.

For the first time, the Demon Orca King felt fear. Its body was set ablaze, constantly emitting a fragrant aroma of oil. Even this bloodthirsty creature felt an indescribable terror.

It was like a dish, being freely prepared on Lu Mingfei's cutting board.

Lu Mingfei's previous worries were never about whether he had the strength to kill a 100,000-year-old soul beast, but rather that the soul beasts he knew either had amazing backgrounds, ridiculous strength, or could escape at will, making them impossible to catch.

But last night, while drinking at a bar, the melting ice cubes floating in his glass gave him an idea.

When he had prepared the battlefield, the outcome was no longer in doubt; it was just a matter of time.

As the Demon Orca King felt its life slipping away and endless pain, it finally unleashed its most frenzied and violent rampage.

Its originally black-gold skin and blood-red eyes suddenly turned deathly gray, and its 100,000 years of cultivation was completely burned away at this moment.

An invisible barrier instantly protected it, and the entire sea area was distorted by the powerful energy.

Blow up!

It is acceptable to die in battle, but it is absolutely unacceptable to be treated as a meal by the enemy.

"Die!" the Demon Orca King roared hysterically, its body beginning to expand rapidly as it unleashed all the energy within it.

It knew that Lu Mingfei could fly and was very fast, so a single attack might be futile. But it blew up its own soul along with the attack, leaving nothing for the opponent, which was its last stand.

"Brother, just a heads up, the other side is about to self-destruct, leaving not even a soul ring behind." Lu Mingze's cheeky voice suddenly rang in my ears.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why didn't you say so earlier!" Lu Mingfei shouted immediately. If the other party had succeeded, he really wouldn't have been able to find another 100,000-year-old soul beast to pay off his debt.

In an instant, he jumped to the seventh level.

The Zealot's alchemical domain, symbolizing sharpness, was activated to its limit, and the blade burst forth with a dazzling golden light.

Lu Mingfei cleaved through the gray energy with a single strike, driving his longsword directly into the eye of the Demon Orca King. The energy of the Ice Wings behind him erupted, unleashing the supreme freezing power originating from the Ice Dragon King.

The supreme power, capable of freezing even the soul, annihilated the Demon Orca King's last consciousness, and its rapidly expanding body abruptly stopped, transforming into a massive ice sculpture.

As he watched the red soul ring, symbolizing 100,000 years of cultivation, gradually take shape in the sky, Lu Mingfei finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

We almost messed things up, but thankfully we managed to get it sorted out, otherwise all that work would have been for nothing.