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

Huo Yuhao was taken aback.

Lu Mingfei tossed his Tang sword aside, his tone full of impatience.

"Call for help? Call for help my ass! You two are surrounded and being beaten up here. If I run back to get reinforcements, they'll just be collecting your corpses by the time they arrive!"

Huo Yuhao opened his mouth.

"And another one." Lu Mingfei stretched out his Tang sword, pointed the tip at Huo Yuhao, and then at Wang Dong.

"What did you two just say? You want to fight here?"

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong were both stunned.

Lu Mingfei shoved the knife into the ground, crossed his arms, and raised his chin slightly.

"What's the purpose of being a senior student?"

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong exchanged a glance, neither of them reacting.

Lu Mingfei sighed and said in a tone of disappointment, "A senior should be the kind of person who stands up for his juniors when they are being ganged up on, and then arrogantly says, 'Leave this to me, you guys go first.'"

"Do you understand?"

"But I—" Huo Yuhao wanted to say something more.

"But what but?" Lu Mingfei drew his Tang sword, held it horizontally in front of him, and turned to face the five Soul Kings and the Soul Emperor.

"Are you the senior or am I the senior?"

Huo Yuhao remained silent for a second.

"You're my senior."

"Then I'll do as I say."

Lu Mingfei's voice suddenly turned somber, lacking its previous liveliness.

Huo Yuhao watched Lu Mingfei's retreating figure.

That figure wasn't particularly tall, even a bit thin, but standing before him and Wang Dong, sword in hand, he seemed like a wall.

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath and stood to Lu Mingfei's right.

Wang Dong also stood to Lu Mingfei's left.

The three people stood side by side.

The five Soul Kings opposite had already rearranged their formation, spreading out in a fan shape, their soul power fluctuations forming a continuous wave.

The black-clad Soul Emperor stood at the very front, his gaze fixed intently on Lu Mingfei beneath his mask.

That brat.

Although the soul power fluctuations on his body were only around level 30, the force and speed of that slash just now were completely unlike what someone at level 30 could produce.

And those eyes.

The Black-Clad Soul Emperor had been in the Soul Master world for many years and had seen many people, but this kid's eyes made him feel uneasy.

But the situation is pressing.

Shrek's reinforcements could arrive at any moment, so he must act quickly.

"Go!" the black-clad Soul Emperor commanded in a low voice.

The five Soul Kings moved simultaneously.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and gripped the knife hilt tightly.

"I'll count to three, then we'll all come at once."

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong nodded simultaneously, their soul power circulating rapidly within their bodies, ready to erupt at any moment.

"one."

Lu Mingfei's muscles tensed.

"two."

The Soul King on the opposite side has already rushed within thirty meters.

"three--"

The moment Lu Mingfei finished counting to "three", he turned and ran.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong were ready to rush out, but when they saw Lu Mingfei running past them in the opposite direction, they were both stunned.

This sudden surprise also startled the Soul King on the other side.

What's going on?

Didn't you say you were going to fight?

Lu Mingfei ran more than ten meters away, then looked back and saw Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong still standing there, and immediately became anxious.

"What are you standing there for? Run!"

Huo Yuhao finally came to his senses, grabbed Wang Dong, and ran after Lu Mingfei.

"Senior, didn't you just say—" Huo Yuhao shouted as he ran.

"With so many Soul Kings and one Soul Emperor, why are you standing there instead of running away? Waiting for them to treat you to a meal?" Lu Mingfei said without turning his head.

"And what you just said—"

"Those are just polite words! Don't you understand polite words? They're just for show!"

Huo Yuhao was at a loss for words.

Wang Dong was running around in exasperation.

Was that incredibly arrogant declaration just now all an act?

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the group of Soul Kings and Soul Emperors on the other side also came to their senses.

"Chase!" The Black-Clad Soul Emperor's voice carried a hint of annoyance.

A group of people chased after three people, running wildly through the woods.

Lu Mingfei ran in the lead, scanning the surrounding terrain with his extreme cold perception as he ran.

The will of Hyotei endowed him with an extreme sense of cold, allowing him to be intimately familiar with the distribution of ice and water elements in his surroundings.

His mental power spread out, and every stream and every puddle within a radius of several thousand meters was clearly reflected in his consciousness.

Then he found it.

A body of water.

A large enough body of water.

Lu Mingfei's lips curled up slightly.

"This way," he shouted, turning a corner and rushing to the left.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong followed closely behind. Although they didn't know where Lu Ming was going, they could only trust him at this moment.

The pursuers behind them were getting closer and closer.

The black-clad Soul Emperor was the fastest, having already caught up to within fifty meters of the three.

"You little brat, you can't escape." The voice of the Black-Clad Soul Emperor came from behind.

Lu Mingfei ignored him.

The 800-meter distance passed in the blink of an eye during a full-speed sprint.

The woods suddenly parted to the sides, and a bright and open view appeared before us.

A lake.

It's not very big, about a hundred meters in diameter, and the moonlight shines on the lake, making it sparkle with silver light.

Lu Mingfei stopped by the lake.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong also stopped, panting and looking at Lu Mingfei with confusion.

"Senior, why did you stop—"

Before Huo Yuhao could finish speaking, Lu Mingfei had already turned around.

A chilling smile played on his lips.

"I've run enough."

The pursuers behind them rushed out of the woods. Five Soul Kings and the black-clad Soul Emperor spread out in a fan shape by the lake, completely blocking the three's escape route.

The black-clad Soul Emperor looked at Lu Mingfei, his brows furrowing even more deeply beneath his mask.

Something's off about this kid.

Lu Mingfei planted the Tang sword in the ground at his feet, then raised his hands, his fingers slightly spread.

Soul power began to circulate rapidly within his body.

Words of Power: Moment

Sixteen times the speed.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and a faint golden light shone on the whites of his eyes.

Then he disappeared completely.

The black-clad Soul Emperor's pupils suddenly contracted.

Wow, that was fast.

Lu Mingfei disappeared.

At sixteen times the speed, Lu Mingfei's figure was stretched into a blurry black line under the moonlight, and a sharp explosion resounded in the air behind him.

The pupils beneath the mask of the black-clad Soul Emperor suddenly contracted.

He only blinked once, and the level 30 brat disappeared. His pure speed was so fast that even his mental energy struggled to detect it.

"Disperse—"

Before he could finish speaking, a muffled thud came from his left.

One of the two Soul Kings at the forefront had a burst of blood erupt from his chest.

The Soul King looked down at the wound on his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief—he hadn't even seen how the knife had pierced him.

Lu Mingfei's figure flashed and disappeared in the night sky.

The Tang sword in his hand slashed horizontally towards the Soul King's neck, the blade drawing a silver-white arc in the air, its speed so fast it was as if moonlight had solidified into a blade.

The Soul King, being a veteran of countless battles, hastily retreated three steps, barely avoiding his neck. However, the blade still managed to carve a deep, bone-revealing wound into his shoulder blade, from which blood gushed out, tinged with a dark red hue under the moonlight.

Lu Mingfei did not linger in the fight.

Having succeeded with a single strike, he lightly touched the grass with his toes and vanished from the spot once more.

The next second, an icy blue wave of soul power exploded from the lakeside, and the lake water suddenly churned up, as if an invisible hand had reached into the bottom of the lake, turning the entire lake surface upside down.

Lu Mingfei stood by the lake and suddenly raised his hands upwards.

Word of Power: Vortex.

The lake surface exploded.

Countless jets of water shot into the sky from the lake, resembling silver dragons breaking through the water under the moonlight.

Under Lu Mingfei's control, the water columns intertwined and spun, eventually gathering into a huge spherical vortex water wall around his body, with a diameter of three meters, enveloping his entire body in the center.