Chapter 205 Tang San: This is too much! This is too much!!
After Ah Yin said this, the group chat fell silent for a second.
Then the screen was filled with "666".
Is this the ultimate level of being obsessed with love?
She even abandoned her son for a man.
On the Battle Arena.
Lu Ming slowly walked up to Tang San.
At this moment, Tang San had countless broken bones throughout his body, and his face was a bloody mess; he no longer resembled a protagonist at all.
He struggled to lift his head, looking at Lu Ming with his swollen eyes, making a "hehe" sound in his throat.
"Who...are you?"
Tang San was unwilling to accept this.
He was unwilling to accept that, having lived two lives, he had suffered such a crushing defeat.
Lu Ming squatted down, reached out, and gently patted Tang San's face, which was swollen like a pig's head.
Who I am is not important.
"The important thing is that you remember the pain of today."
Lu Ming leaned close to Tang San's ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"If you see me in the future, remember to take a detour."
"besides."
"Stop calling Ah Yin 'Mom'."
You don't deserve it.
"From now on, call her Mrs. Lu."
puff!
Tang San was so angry that he spat a mouthful of blood onto Lu Ming's shoes.
Then his eyes rolled back, and he completely lost consciousness.
Lu Ming glanced disdainfully at the bloodstains on his shoes, stood up, and kicked the unconscious Tang San towards the Shrek Academy group.
"Take your trash and get out."
Flander and Zhao Wuji didn't dare to say another word. They rushed over and grabbed Tang San, not daring to utter a single polite phrase, and slunk away.
Yu Xiaogang picked up the deformed Haotian Hammer from the ground, glared at Lu Ming with resentment, and then ran off.
The entire audience fell silent.
They looked at the young man in white on the stage with awe in their eyes.
This is hardly a fighting spirit.
This was practically a one-sided execution.
Lu Ming turned around and looked at Ah Yin below the stage.
Ah Yin had already come forward, holding a clean white handkerchief in her hand.
Completely disregarding the stares of those around her, she knelt down and personally wiped the bloodstains off Lu Ming's shoes.
His movements were gentle, and his expression was focused.
It's like a virtuous wife serving her husband who has just come home from get off work.
This scene dealt another blow to all the single people present.
Watching this scene from the stands, Zhu Zhuqing unconsciously gripped the railing tightly.
"I want to too..."
She murmured something under her breath.
Ning Rongrong, who was standing nearby, had sharp ears and heard this, and immediately grinned mischievously.
"Zhuqing, what are you thinking? Do you want to shine Lu Ming's shoes? Or do you want Lu Ming to say 'you're so moist'?"
Zhu Zhuqing's usually cool and aloof face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple.
"Are you trying to die?!"
The two were playfully fighting.
Meanwhile, in the chat group, Bibi Dong watched Ah Yin's docile appearance on the live stream, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes.
[Your Holiness]: @Emperor Lu, Group Owner, since even Ah Yin can serve you, can't I? I don't want any title, I just want to be by your side...
[Qian Renxue]: ...Shameless.
[Hu Liena]: Teacher, please be more reserved! Everyone's watching!
Lu Ming looked at the comments in his mind and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
This wave not only tormented Tang San, but also completely disrupted the hearts of these pampered young women.
This is the life a time traveler should have.
The arena was a mess, with rubble everywhere.
Ah Yin was kneeling on the ground, carefully wiping the bloodstains on Lu Ming's shoes with a clean white handkerchief, her expression as focused as if she were polishing a rare treasure.
Lu Ming looked down at Tang San, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog not far away.
"They're really useless."
Lu Ming shook his head, his voice not loud, but it clearly carried throughout the entire venue.
"Just like your good-for-nothing father, Tang Hao."
"Back then, Tang Hao couldn't protect your mother and could only watch her sacrifice. Now, you can't even protect a rabbit."
These words were like a sharp knife, precisely piercing Tang San's most festering wound.
Tang San, who had already fainted, twitched violently when he heard the word "rabbit".
A venomous glint suddenly flashed in his eyes, which were swollen to the point of being just slits.
That's his little dance!
It was his lover!
This man not only took away his mother, but also publicly humiliated him and his love!
"You...you're asking for it!"
Tang San let out a roar like that of a wild beast.
Despite the excruciating pain from his broken bones, he swiftly slashed his waist with his left hand.
Innuendo, Zhuge Liang's crossbow, crossbow with a tight back and a bent head...
All the mechanical hidden weapons he had on him activated in that instant.
He didn't believe Lu Ming was truly invincible.
He was careless just now; he didn't use the most insidious method.
This time, he used a variant of the ultimate killing technique recorded in the general outline of the Tang Sect's Xuan Tian Bao Lu—"Bat Wing Reincarnation".
Sixteen bone-piercing nails, interspersed with dozens of fine, hair-like needles, drew eerie arcs in the air.
These hidden weapons did not fly in a straight line, but collided and refracted with each other, locking down all of Lu Ming's dodging space from all directions.
Blood seeped from the corner of Tang San's mouth, his eyes flashing with a crazed confidence.
This is a deadly attack that even Soul Douluo, or even Title Douluo, can suffer if they are careless!
Moreover, the hidden weapon was coated with a deadly poison; if Lu Ming were even slightly grazed, he would surely die!
"Go to hell!"
Tang San roared inwardly.
Faced with this overwhelming barrage of deadly hidden weapons, Lu Ming didn't even lift an eyelid.
Ah Yin, who was at his feet, seemed to sense the danger and was about to get up to stand in front of Lu Ming, but Lu Ming gently pressed down on her shoulder with one hand.
"Please feel free to polish my shoes."
Lu Ming said calmly.
Then, a thought struck him.
There's not even a need for spirit rings to flash.
The ordinary blue silver grass on the ground, which was originally just for decoration, suddenly grew wildly the moment it sensed Lu Ming's aura, as if it were a subject paying homage to the emperor.
Several thick blue silver grass vines rose from the ground and instantly intertwined in front of him to form an impenetrable grass wall.
"Ding ding ding ding!"
A series of rapid impacts rang out.
All the hidden weapons that Tang San had placed high hopes on were stuck to the grass wall, unable to even penetrate the vines.
Several of the dragon whisker needles were even bounced back by the vines, grazing Tang San's cheeks and leaving a trail of blood.
"Is this your trump card?"
Lu Ming waved his hand, and the grass wall in front of him instantly dispersed, transforming into dozens of vines as agile as pythons.
"I gave you a chance, but since you're useless, then just let it go."
As Lu Ming finished speaking, the dozens of vines seemed to have eyes, lashing out at Tang San with a whooshing sound.
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
The sound of vines whipping against flesh was crisp and pleasant.
Tang San was whipped around wildly in the air, his clothes instantly torn into strips, his flesh torn open, and blood gushing out.
He wanted to resist, to escape, but in front of the Blue Silver Grass controlled by Lu Ming, his Ghostly Shadow Steps were as slow as a snail.
(End of chapter)