Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo

Terrorist attacks?

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, wondering if there was an Osama bin Laden in this world?

Amidst his shock, he also felt a faint sense of relief. He had originally considered whether to try revealing some of his strength and joining the Spirit Hall, the largest guild on the Douluo Continent, where he could get all the resources and spirit rings, and perhaps even become a bishop in the future.

Fortunately, he eventually realized that doing so might cost him his freedom and hinder his exploration of the main storyline, so he chose to give up. Otherwise, he might be on the list of victims now.

"My God, who did this?" Wang Sheng exclaimed in horror. The Spirit Hall was the largest power on the continent and a holy land in the hearts of countless commoner soul masters. Wang Sheng's childhood dream was to join the Spirit Hall and become a deacon, bringing glory to his ancestors.

"Could our academy have also been attacked?" The kids in the same dormitory were all worried about this. They even dared to attack the Spirit Hall, who knows who this madman would target next?

"It shouldn't be that bad." Tang San shook his head. After being taught by the Grandmaster, he didn't have any special feelings about the Spirit Hall. However, he also knew that the Spirit Hall was a behemoth. Anyone who dared to attack the Spirit Hall so openly and escape unscathed was at least a Soul Douluo or even a Title Douluo. Such a person would not likely attack a group of students.

He's more concerned about the part-time job he found at the blacksmith shop. He can't leave the school for a month, and he doesn't know if his boss will let him continue working there.

"What does the Spirit Hall's business have to do with us?" Xiao Wu laughed heartily, with an excited sense of enjoying watching the drama unfold.

Lu Mingfei was quite interested in this incident. The Spirit Hall held a much higher position in this world than the medieval papacy. Just the fact that it controlled the awakening of martial spirits among the common people and the subsidies for soul masters across the entire continent showed that the Spirit Hall's position was even above that of the two great empires.

It will definitely be an important part of the main storyline, and anyone who becomes its enemy will certainly be an important character in the main storyline as well. Unfortunately, his level is too low right now. Although such a high-level plot has already unfolded, he has no way to understand it and can only wait for a future opportunity.

However, taking advantage of this school closure, he could find an opportunity to sneak out and test his strength.

After the school was dismissed, since there were no classes, almost everyone went back to their dormitories, and on the way, everyone was discussing the explosive news of the day.

Tang San returned to the dormitory and immediately wanted to tell Grandmaster the news, but as soon as he entered the room, he saw the dean coming out of Grandmaster's room, obviously also there to tell Grandmaster the news.

"Dean, Teacher," Tang San bowed respectfully.

The dean nodded, patted Tang San's head, and took his leave, clearly having already obtained the answer from the master.

After the dean left, Tang San followed Grandmaster into the room and asked curiously, "Teacher, what happened?"

The master frowned slightly, and Chen Mo spoke after a moment: "It's nothing, it's just that some experts on the mainland couldn't stand the Spirit Hall's domineering style and taught them a lesson."

"I see." Tang San nodded. Since his teacher had said so, there shouldn't be any major problems. Moreover, he could tell that his teacher didn't want to say more, so he sensibly didn't ask any more questions.

After Tang San left, Grandmaster sighed deeply. In fact, the news brought by the dean was more detailed and astonishing. It was the first time that the Spirit Hall in several regions of the Star Luo Empire had been attacked. The attackers used a giant hammer as their Spirit and had nine Spirit Rings.

Such characteristics make his identity quite obvious.

Grandmaster understood that Haotian Douluo was trying to divert the Spirit Hall's attention. Tang San's innate full spirit power Blue Silver Grass was already eye-catching enough, not to mention that in the same region, there was also an innate full spirit power Eye Spirit and a Rabbit Spirit that seemed to have full spirit power. This lineup was even worth the Pope's personal visit.

However, there is one thing that the master really can't understand: why would Haotian Douluo be willing to take such a big risk to commit crimes everywhere, instead of choosing to take his mistress away and personally teach her? Does Haotian Douluo think so highly of himself?

The master suddenly felt a lot of pressure when he thought about this, and he felt that he should pay more attention to his mistress!

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Lu Mingfei went back to his dormitory to change into casual clothes, said he was going to train, and left. No one was curious, since he hadn't been seen around much lately.

After walking to the back of the academy, I quietly found a place overgrown with weeds and climbed over the wall to leave the academy.

Today is the first day of the school closure, and also the most chaotic day in the academy. It's a good time to go out. As long as he comes back before dark, there shouldn't be any problems. His goal is to go and come back quickly.

He looked up a detailed map of the area around Nottingham in the library. There was a dense forest not far to the northwest of the city, with only a few villages.

After traveling for an hour, Lu Mingfei looked at the dense forest in front of him with joy; they had finally arrived.

Walking into the woods, Lu Mingfei found a large tree, took off his coat, and neatly folded it.

Having seen all sorts of martial spirits at school, clothes tearing off is practically the norm for soul masters in this world. However, Lu Mingfei only has one set of casual clothes, which is also his only initial equipment, so he naturally has to be careful. If it breaks, he might have to run naked on the street later.

After taking a few deep breaths, Lu Mingfei closed his eyes.

The surroundings were silent, but at one moment he could suddenly hear the sound of caterpillars climbing on the branches and leaves, and the rustling of butterfly wings.

The dense foliage somehow dispelled the chill from the dark space where sunlight couldn't penetrate, as if a fire had been lit there.

Lu Mingfei was actually always afraid. He had pondered the philosophical question of whether he was still himself. While he longed for the power to return home, he was also resisting the unknown changes within his body.

He was afraid that another person would wake up from his body.

So he had always subconsciously tried to escape before, but he always knew that there would always be a time when he couldn't escape.

"Something for nothing," Lu Mingfei murmured to himself, while a chilling yet comforting laugh echoed in his ears.

"Click, click..."

The agonizing sound of dislocated bones quietly rose in the forest. The next moment, an unstoppable surge of air swept through the entire grove, and all the flying insects and ants stopped moving.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, his golden pupils like molten lava scorching the sky, and his iron-blue membrane wings unfolded from his back, with fine scales spreading across his skin like a sword and shield, as if the tide was constantly spreading.

Without even flapping his wings, the gale carried his ferocious, demonic figure off the ground.

Looking at the dense scales on his arm, Lu Mingfei, despite having mentally prepared himself, still couldn't help but let out a woman-like scream of despair: "Am I really some kind of monster?"