Douluo Continent: My name is Lu Mingfei, and my martial soul is Lu Mingze.

Wang Dong rushed forward.

This time, he held back, pouring all the remaining divine power in his body into the Clear Sky Hammer.

The Haotian Hammer emitted a buzzing sound, and the patterns on its body lit up, emitting a dazzling black light.

The hammer slammed down.

Lu Mingfei did not dodge.

He raised his greatsword and charged forward to meet the attack head-on.

"clang--"

The sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the gray world.

Wang Dong felt numbness in his tiger's mouth and his entire arm was trembling.

Lu Mingfei remained completely still, without even changing his expression.

"That's it?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Wang Dong didn't speak, but pulled back the Haotian Hammer and slammed it down again.

"clang--"

Lu Mingfei remained completely still.

"Again."

"Clang clang clang clang—"

Wang Dong swung the Haotian Hammer wildly, one blow after another, each one heavier than the last.

But Lu Mingfei caught it steadily every time, without even taking a step back.

And he only used one hand.

He held the nearly two-meter-long greatsword in one hand as easily as he would a chopstick.

Wang Dong became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

He knew that his strength was being suppressed, but even so, his power was still beyond that of ordinary soul masters.

But this kid in front of me has ridiculously high strength.

"Is this all an ant can do?" Lu Mingfei asked again.

Wang Dong did not answer, but gritted his teeth and continued his attack.

But Lu Mingfei doesn't intend to just play defense anymore.

He moved.

The greatsword seemed to come alive in his hands, attacking "Wang Dong" from all angles.

Horizontal slash, vertical chop, diagonal cut, straight thrust.

Every move was simple and unadorned, yet each move carried terrifying power.

Wang Dong was forced to defend, raising his Haotian Hammer in front of him to block Lu Mingfei's attack.

But Lu Mingfei's attacks were too fierce, one sword after another, each one faster than the last.

And it's not just swords.

Lu Mingfei waved his left hand, and a ball of fire flew out.

Wang Dong dodged to the side, but the fireball turned in mid-air and flew back.

"Holy crap?"

He cursed and used the Haotian Hammer to send the fireball flying.

But Lu Mingfei's sword had already arrived.

A sword was thrust into his chest.

Wang Dong hurriedly dodged, the tip of the sword grazing his clothes and leaving a cut.

Before he could even get his footing, "Lu Mingfei" arrived again.

This time it wasn't a fireball, it was a bolt of lightning.

Blue lightning shot out from Lu Mingfei's fingertips, heading straight for Wang Dong's face.

Wang Dong could only dodge again.

But Lu Mingfei's attacks were too numerous.

Fireball, lightning, ice spike, wind blade.

Various elemental attacks were thrown out like they were free.

Moreover, these things can turn, track, and explode.

Wang Dong dodged left and right, looking utterly disheveled.

When has he ever fought such a frustrating battle?

Now he's being chased and beaten by a little brat, without even a chance to fight back.

"Is this all you know how to do?" Wang Dong said through gritted teeth.

"Fancy and flashy?" Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow.

"Then the highlights aren't flashy."

He planted the greatsword in the ground and clasped his hands together.

"Word of Power: Lord's Flame"

Flames erupted from his body, not in small bursts, but in a vast, all-encompassing burst.

The entire gray world instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Wang Dong was surrounded by flames and felt his clothes were about to catch fire.

He hurriedly released his soul power to protect himself, but the discipline was still suppressing his power. The protective soul power was as thin as a sheet of paper, and the fire looked quite powerful.

"Damn it." Wang Dong gritted his teeth and took a few steps back.

But the flames are everywhere, so where can he retreat to?

Lu Mingfei emerged from the flames, picking up his greatsword once more.

Flames danced around him, but they couldn't harm him in the slightest.

He looked like a demon who had walked out of hell, his body engulfed in flames, his golden eyes peering through the flames at "Wang Dong".

Looking at this scene, Wang Dong felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

The other party is too comprehensive.

Melee, ranged, elemental attacks, and word-based suppression.

It's ridiculously strong in every aspect.

What's even more terrifying is that the other party hasn't taken it seriously at all.

He could sense that "Lu Mingfei" was playing games, like a cat playing with a mouse, playing with it until he was satisfied before eating it.

Wang Dong took a deep breath, suppressing the fear in his heart.

No, this can't go on.

If this continues, he really will be beaten to death here.

He looked around at the gray world.

This world was created by the other party; here, the other party is God.

He was merely a prisoner stripped of his power.

We must leave here.

When he gets the chance, he'll descend to the mortal realm and teach this person a lesson!

You've already found your way to death, just wait!

Wang Dong gritted his teeth and began to mobilize the last bit of divine power within his body.

It's not for fighting, it's for escaping.

Lu Mingfei noticed his actions but didn't pay attention.

"Trying to run away?"

Wang Dong remained silent and continued to mobilize his divine power.

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

"I hate two types of people the most."

He raised his greatsword.

"One is a traitorous piece of trash, the other is a cowardly runaway."

Golden flames ignited on the greatsword.

He swung his sword down.

Wang Dong's pupils suddenly contracted, and he instinctively raised the Haotian Hammer to block in front of him.

"clang--"

Wang Dong was thrown back and crashed heavily to the ground.

He felt as if his arm was broken.

Lu Mingfei, carrying a greatsword, walked towards him step by step.

With each step he took, the flames on the ground parted to the sides, as if making way for the king.

Wang Dong lay on the ground, watching Lu Mingfei walk over, a deep fear welling up inside him.

I haven't felt this sense of powerlessness in a long time.

In all his years of life, he had never been beaten so badly.

Moreover, the person who hit him was a nobody who wasn't even a god.

"Wait a minute," Wang Dong said.

Lu Mingfei stopped in his tracks.

"We...can talk," Wang Dong said.

"Shall we talk?" Lu Mingfei tilted his head.

"Yes, let's talk." Wang Dong sat up with difficulty and looked at Lu Mingfei.

"You are very capable, and I am no match for you. But we don't need to fight; we can cooperate."

"cooperate?"

"Yes, cooperation," Wang Dong said. "I can give you everything you want. Power, wealth, status—whatever you desire, I'll give you."

Lu Mingfei looked at him without saying a word.

"As long as you give me that ability..." Wang Dong continued.

Lu Mingfei smiled.

That smile was cold.

"Are you still thinking about that ability?"

He raised his greatsword.

"I gave you a chance."

The greatsword fell.

Wang Dong's pupils suddenly contracted, and he used the last bit of his divine power to crush a jade tablet.

A burst of white light erupted from his body, repelling "Lu Mingfei".

Cracks appeared in the gray world.

Lu Mingfei steadied himself, looked at the cracks, and frowned.

"A secret technique?"

Wang Dong stood up, enveloped in a layer of white light.

He looked at "Lu Mingfei".

"I'll remember what happened today."

The moment the words left his mouth, the gray world shattered completely.

The white light dissipated, and "Wang Dong" disappeared.

The real Wang Dong appeared on the spot and collapsed limply to the ground.

The world has regained its color.

The wind kept blowing.

The leaves continued to fall.

The sounds of collisions from the training field rang out again in the distance.

Huo Yuhao and Xiao Xiao remained in a backward posture, and time began to flow again.

"Senior? What happened?" Huo Yuhao asked, looking at the chaotic scene before him.

Wait, how did you two end up fighting like this in just a few seconds? Why are you acting like two sworn enemies?