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

The lake water was stirred up by the Word of Power: Vortex.

Lu Mingfei stood in the center of the swirling water wall, the water swirling rapidly around his body, making a dull roar. Moonlight shone through the water wall, casting shadows on his face.

The two Soul Kings on the opposite side were at the forefront. The previous strike only injured one of them, and the other had already reacted and released his Martial Soul.

The man's martial spirit was a jet-black spear, with purple arcs of electricity crackling around its shaft, and five spirit rings lighting up one after another on the shaft.

"This brat has quite a few tricks up his sleeve." The Soul King with the gun sneered, then pushed off with his feet, transforming into a black shadow as he lunged at Lu Mingfei.

The moment the spear pierced the whirlpool wall, arcs of electricity exploded on its shaft, attempting to tear a gash in the water.

However, the water wall only deformed slightly before returning to its original state.

The Soul King with the gun changed his expression.

Lu Mingfei's soul power mixed in the water, and the feeling of the spear tip piercing in was like piercing a piece of thick cowhide soaked in oil; the deeper it went, the greater the resistance became.

"It's my turn."

Lu Mingfei's voice came from inside the water wall, muffled.

He pulled the Tang sword out of the ground with his right hand and pointed his left hand toward the outside of the water wall.

Words of Power: Heaven and Abyss.

The lake water beneath the Soul King's feet, who was holding a gun, suddenly stirred.

He looked down and his pupils suddenly contracted.

At this moment, the lake water beneath our feet is frantically splitting to both sides, as if an invisible hand has torn a hole in the surface of the water.

The water split vertically beneath his feet, revealing a bottomless abyss with walls several meters high on either side, upon which flowed eerie, icy blue patterns.

The Soul King, holding the gun, began to fall.

His feet didn't touch anything; beneath them lay the abyss, dark and deep enough to make one's scalp tingle.

"Third Brother!" another Soul King—the one whose chest was still bleeding—shouted and reached out to grab him.

But just as his fingers touched the shoulder of the Soul King wielding the gun, the water walls on both sides of the abyss suddenly closed.

A loud bang.

The two water walls collided like two giant doors, swallowing the Soul King with the gun whole.

The water splashed, and under the moonlight, traces of blood could be seen mixed in with the water.

The Soul King with the gun was spat out from the other end of the abyss. His whole body looked like a wrung-out rag, his clothes were torn into strips, and his exposed skin was covered with fine bloodstains.

Those bloodstains were not knife wounds, but marks left by the high-speed cutting of the water.

Upon seeing this scene, the contempt on the injured Soul King's face finally disappeared.

He re-examined the little devil standing in the swirling water wall.

Level 30.

Two yellow spirit rings.

But what that brat just produced is something that a level 30 player could never produce.

Lu Mingfei stood inside the water wall, his right hand holding a Tang sword, his left hand forming the hand seal for the next incantation.

His soul power consumption was too high. In an instant, with sixteen times the speed and two water-type incantations, his soul power reserves were dropping at a very unhealthy rate.

But he still had that "I'm not afraid of boiling water" expression on his face.

"Yuhao!" he called out.

Huo Yuhao's voice echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Received."

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong's mental sharing was activated, linking the three of them together; this was mental detection sharing.

Lu Mingfei said to the two people behind him, "Use your mental detection to keep an eye on the remaining ones who haven't moved. I'll take care of these two."

Wang Dong's voice was urgent: "You fought so many people all by yourself?"

"Nonsense, when have I ever bragged?"

"What were you doing when you counted to three and ran away?"

"That's a tactical retreat, you know?" Lu Mingfei said jokingly, but in his mind's eye, he was already focused on sensing the soul power fluctuations of every enemy around him.

"Now we're really getting serious."

The wounded Soul King wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and exchanged a glance with the gun-wielding Soul King who had just crawled out of the abyss.

The two moved at the same time.

One left and one right.

The wounded Soul King attacked from the left. His martial soul was a pair of short-handled battle axes with an earthy yellow light emanating from the blades, indicating that it was a power-attack type.

His battle axe slashed down in a cross pattern, creating two sharp axe energies.

The Soul King, wielding a spear, attacked from the right, swinging his spear like a club and sweeping it towards Lu Mingfei's waist.

The purple arcs of electricity on the gun exploded, forming an electric grid that blocked Lu Mingfei's upward leap.

Lu Mingfei waved his left hand to the left.

A column of water split off from the water wall and condensed in the air into a thick ice shield, which withstood the two axe strikes. The axe strikes hit the ice shield, sending ice shards flying and cracking the ice shield in several places, but it did not shatter.

At the same time, he gripped his Tang sword in his right hand and met the long spear sweeping in from his right.

Swords and spears clashed.

Sparks and ice shards exploded at the same time.

Lu Mingfei felt a jolt in his hand and took two steps back.

The Soul King wielding the gun was far stronger than him. Even with the Bronze Throne enhancing his physical body, taking that blow head-on still made his wrist go numb.

But the other party isn't having an easy time either.

The moment the spear clashed with the Tang sword, a strange white light emanated from the blade.

Words of Power: Ice Erosion.

The extreme cold of minus eighty degrees Celsius spread from the blade to the gun, and then from the gun to the hand of the Soul King wielding the gun.

The Soul King holding the gun gasped in pain, and when he looked down, he saw that his fingers, which were gripping the gun, had turned bluish-purple from the cold.

"There's something wrong with this brat!" he shouted.

"His ice attribute is strange!"

"Nonsense, do you need to tell me that!" The injured Soul King circled around from behind the ice shield and swung his battle axe down again.

Lu Mingfei touched the ground with his toes and floated backward.

As he retreated, he continuously ejected water jets with his left hand.

The wounded Soul King swung his battle axe to block, but in the end, a bloody gash was still carved into his cheek.

Just then, Huo Yuhao's voice came through the shared mental connection.

"Senior, that Soul King on the left is charging up!"

Lu Mingfei glanced around and saw a Soul King standing at the edge of the battlefield.

That person hadn't participated in the attack; he had been standing at the back of the crowd since the beginning, his hands forming a hand seal, and his fifth spirit ring was slowly lighting up.

Lu Mingfei's eyelid twitched.

He's already struggling to deal with two Soul Kings at the same time, and if a third Soul King throws a ranged Soul Skill at him, he's not sure if he can withstand it.

"Yuhao, interrupt him."

"clear."

Huo Yuhao took out the three Soul Guidance Thunder Beads that Lu Mingfei had sold at the previous treasure appreciation event from his storage soul tool, locked onto the target with his mental power, and with a flick of his wrist, the three thunder beads flew out.

The Soul King, who was gathering his power, sensed the danger and had to interrupt his Soul Skill.

A deafening explosion erupted at the edge of the woods, sending flames soaring into the sky.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and readjusted himself.

I feel a tightness in my chest, and my soul power is almost depleted.

He hasn't opened the eternally frozen realm yet.

However, if he were to rashly unleash the Eternal Freeze Domain now, he could indeed increase his combat power and significantly weaken the enemy, but with his current soul power reserves, he could only sustain it for a few minutes at most.

If he can't kill these two Soul Kings within a few minutes, he'll have no choice but to lie down and take the beating.

Moreover, the black-clad Soul Emperor who hadn't moved at all on the other side of the lake was the biggest threat.

"Mingfei." The Snow Emperor's voice came from the sea of ​​consciousness, her tone tinged with dissatisfaction.

"Your current condition is not suitable for continuing to fight. Let me take over."