Chapter 563 My soul power disappeared?

Lu Yu felt relieved and stood up and said, "Okay, Tang San, lead the way."

The two came to the aisle outside the fighting arena. The voices of people around them gradually faded away, and the air was filled with a faint smell of dust.

Tang San stopped, turned around and looked at Lu Yu, and said in a deep voice: "Lu Yu, Meng Yiran is in trouble, she was captured."

Hearing this, Lu Yu frowned, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, "Meng Yiran? She was captured?"

Meng Yiran was born into the Snake Family. He was quite powerful and had the support of two Soul Douluos. Most people did not dare to provoke him easily.

He looked at Tang San, his tone was somewhat tentative, "You are not lying, are you? She came to see you, what does it have to do with me?"

Tang San clenched his fists, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, "She did come to find me, but... I can't save her right now."

He paused, and said in a low voice, “I told you this because I thought you might have a solution.

I don’t want Meng Yiran’s matter to become a big deal.”

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, "Tang San, what do you mean by this? Pushing Meng Yiran's matter to me? Or do you want to give me a wife?"

He teased deliberately, trying to test Tang San's true intentions.

Tang San's face froze, and he snorted coldly, "Lu Yu, don't joke.

I can handle Meng Yiran's problem myself, but the team competition is approaching and I can't split myself.

If you are willing to help, go ahead, if not, forget it."

After saying that, he turned and left, his back looking a bit cold.

Lu Yu looked at Tang San's departing back, a hint of deep thought flashing in his eyes.

Although Meng Yiran’s matter had nothing to do with him, Tang San came to him specifically, so he must have his own intentions.

He whispered to himself: "Interesting... It seems that this matter is not that simple."

The night was dark, and the lights of Star-Moon City flickered in the distance, illuminating the noisy crowd outside the Fighting Spirit Arena.

Lu Yu stood in the shadow of the entrance to the fighting arena with a deep gaze. Tang San in front of him had a complicated expression, with a bit of heaviness and struggle in his eyes.

There was an invisible sense of oppression in the air, as if even the noise around them was suppressed a little by the conversation between the two people.

"Lu Yu, I need your help."

Tang San's voice was low, with a barely perceptible tremor.

He clenched his hands so tightly that his knuckles turned slightly white, and it was obvious that it was not easy for him to say this.

"Meng Yiran is trapped in the canyon east of the city. He asked me to rush over immediately, but I... have more important things to do."

Hearing this, Lu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

He knew Tang San's character very well. This guy who was always known for his calmness and self-control would actually...

Give up on saving Meng Yiran? This is not like him.

Lu Yu crossed his arms over his chest, and looked at Tang San, with a bit of teasing in his tone: "What big deal is it that can make you give up Meng Yiran?"

Tang San's eyes dimmed slightly, as if he had something unspeakable to hide.

He gritted his teeth and did not answer Lu Yu's question after all, but said in a deep voice: "She is in a canyon in the east of the city. I will tell you the exact location.

You...whatever the feud between us, I hope you can save her."

He paused, his voice so low it almost sounded like he was talking to himself: "This is very important to me."

Lu Yu stared at Tang San for a moment, and the air seemed to freeze.

He could sense the weight in Tang San's tone; this request had obviously made Tang San let go of a lot of his pride.

The corners of Lu Yu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile: "Okay, tell me the location."

Tang San did not hesitate and quickly informed Meng Yiran where she was trapped.

The canyon east of the city is in a dangerous terrain and surrounded by rugged rocks, making it a natural ambush site.

He finished speaking concisely, looked at Lu Yu with complicated eyes, and whispered: "Thank you."

Then, he turned around and walked into the fighting arena without looking back, his back showing a bit of determination.

Lu Yu stood there, looking at Tang San's figure disappearing in the crowd, a hint of deep thought flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and muttered to himself: "Interesting... Tang San, what are you planning?"

However, he didn't have time to think about it, as Meng Yiran's safety was obviously urgent.

Lu Yu's figure flashed, and the whole person rushed towards the canyon east of the city like a stream of light.

The night wind was howling, and Lu Yu's speed was astonishingly fast.

He mobilized his soul power, his steps were as fast as the wind, and his figure shuttled between the streets and eaves, like a black lightning streaking through the night sky.

On the way, he used his soul skill "Instant Shadow Step"

, his figure suddenly accelerated, and the distance of more than 150 meters was covered almost in the blink of an eye.

The soul masters on both sides of the street only felt a gust of wind blowing past, and when they looked up, they could only see a blurry afterimage, which had long disappeared into the night.

"What kind of speed is this?!"

A passing soul master widened his eyes, his face filled with shock.

"He must have used his soul skill! Who is this person? He is in such a hurry, I'm afraid something big is going to happen!"

Another soul master guessed, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Let's go to the fighting arena! Maybe there will be something interesting tonight!"

Several soul masters talked among themselves, quickened their pace, and rushed towards the soul fighting arena, their eyes full of anticipation.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the fighting arena seemed a little solemn.

Xiao Wu stood on the sidelines, her hands clenched, her brows furrowed, her eyes full of worry.

She looked towards the entrance from time to time, hoping that Lu Yu would appear, but as time passed, Lu Yu still hadn't returned.

She bit her lip, and finally couldn't help it, she turned and looked at Zhao Wuji beside her: "Teacher Zhao, Lu Yu hasn't come back yet, I'm worried... Could it be that Tang San did something to him?"

Zhao Wuji frowned when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Wu, don't let your imagination run wild.

Although Tang San doesn't get along with Lu Yu, he wouldn't do something like that."

Having said that, a hint of worry flashed across Zhao Wuji's eyes.

He was well aware of Lu Yu's strength, but it was indeed a bit abnormal that he had not returned at this time.

At this moment, a mature and magnetic voice came from not far away: "Zhao Wuji, leave Lu Yu's matter to me."

The owner of the voice walked over slowly. She had a slender figure and her long fiery red hair sparkled under the light. It was Liu Erlong from Lan Ba ​​Academy.

She walked calmly and with a strong aura, and the people around her unconsciously made way for her.

When Zhao Wuji saw Liu Erlong, his expression changed slightly.

Given Liu Erlong's temper and strength, if she had any ideas about Lu Yu, things might become difficult.

He suppressed his uneasiness and said in a deep voice: "Dean Liu, Lu Yu shouldn't have caused any trouble, right? What are you doing..."

Liu Erlong waved her hand, her tone calm but with unquestionable majesty: "Don't worry, I'm just going to check the situation.

You take good care of these little guys, they have a tough game ahead of them."

She paused, and glanced at Xiao Wu and the others, with a hint of admiration in her eyes, "Especially without Lu Yu, you have to be more alert."

Xiao Wu's heart tightened when she heard this, but she quickly adjusted her mood and nodded.

Zhao Wuji turned to Xiao Wu and said, "Xiao Wu, someone has gone to look for Lu Yu, don't worry yet.

In the next game, although the opponent's strength is not top-notch, you will have a lot of trouble without Lu Yu.

Get ready.”

Xiao Wu was silent for a moment, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

She took a deep breath, turned to face her teammates, and said in a clear but determined voice: "I will arrange this competition! We can't always rely on Lu Yu.

If he is not here, we will have to learn to deal with strong enemies on our own!"

Everyone was slightly stunned when they heard this.

Wang Sheng was the first to react and nodded, "Xiao Wu is right! We have to rely on ourselves!"

His eyes were determined and he clenched his fists.

Sister Qing and Huang Yuan looked at each other and nodded, with fighting spirit burning in their eyes.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar stood in the back, and although they didn't say anything, they nodded silently to show their support.

Xiao Wu quickly began to divide the work: "Wang Sheng, Qing Jie, Huang Yuan, you three will be the main attackers, and I will assist you from the side.

Rongrong and Oscar, you guys are in charge of improving the status in the back, pay attention to the rhythm and timing. "

Her voice was calm and clear, with a convincing power.

Zhao Wuji looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a relieved smile.

Although these little guys are young, they are full of energy and have a promising future.

He said softly, “Okay, it’s settled.

Go ahead and show your strength!"

At the same time, the night wind in the canyon east of the city was a little chilly, but in the rocky canyon, the atmosphere was so tense that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.

Liu Erlong's figure was as fast as lightning and he rushed to the entrance of the canyon. He saw several figures confronting each other from afar.

One of the familiar figures was Lu Yu.

He stood in the center of the canyon with a calm and steady demeanor, and faced the people in front of him without a hint of retreat in his eyes.

Opposite Lu Yu stood five soul masters.

Leading the group was a burly man with a powerful aura, exuding the pressure of a Soul King level without any concealment.

Beside him were two Soul Masters and two slightly weaker Soul Masters, all of whom looked at him unfriendly, with a hint of provocation and contempt.

Lu Yu's eyes were cold, and his voice was low but full of unquestionable majesty: "Release Meng Yiran."

He didn't waste any time and stated his purpose directly.

The burly man sneered, his eyes full of contempt: "Let them go? Why? Just because of you, kid?"

He looked Lu Yu up and down, and said jokingly: "You are Tang San? Humph, you are quite famous, but it's a pity that you are not as handsome as the rumors say."

Upon hearing this, the men beside him all laughed softly, adding a hint of vulgarity to the atmosphere.

Lu Yu's eyes became colder, and his tone was a bit of a warning: "I am not Tang San, I am Lu Yu.

Meng Yiran’s grandfather is Long Gong and his grandmother is She Po, both Soul Fighters.

If you dare to touch her hair, they will come to your lair and kill you without a single drop of blood."

The burly man was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, his laughter full of disdain: "Contra? Who are you trying to scare? Even if he touches her, so what? At worst, I can push the blame on you, and let people think that you are the one who is so bold as to touch Meng Yiran!"

A hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand, "Catch this kid for me! Meng Yiran, hehe, we will enjoy him slowly!"

When his men beside him heard this, a lewd light flashed in their eyes. They all displayed their martial spirits, and the light of their soul rings flickered in the night as they pounced towards Lu Yu.

When Lu Yu saw this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Without any hesitation, the soul power in his body suddenly burst out and his martial soul was released instantly.

A vast atmosphere swept across the entire venue like a tide, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Forbidden Demon Realm!"

Lu Yu let out a low shout, and an invisible domain instantly expanded. The soul power fluctuations within a radius of dozens of meters suddenly disappeared, and the opponent's soul skills were forcibly interrupted before they could take shape.

Then, Lu Yu moved his soul skill "Power of Depravity"

As he started, his momentum surged again, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He casts "Seal Fate"

, his figure appeared in front of a Soul Sect member like a ghost, and his fist, with terrifying power, smashed into the opponent's head.

"boom!"

There was a dull thud, and the Soul Sect master didn't even have time to react. With his soul power gone, he was like an ordinary person, and was hit hard by Lu Yu's punch. He fainted due to the concussion.

Seeing this, the other people's faces changed drastically and they exclaimed, "How is this possible?! My soul power... has disappeared?!"

The burly man opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.

He tried to mobilize his soul power, but found that his body was empty, as if blocked by some invisible force.

Before he could react, Lu Yu's figure was approaching, and the fierce attack of Jeet Kune Do poured down like a rainstorm.

Each punch was extremely precise, with a sound of breaking through the air, hitting the burly man's chest, abdomen, and face hard.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Amidst a series of muffled thuds, the burly man took several steps back, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, his eyes full of fear.

He never expected that this seemingly young soul master in front of him actually had such terrifying strength.

Lu Yu stood in a dark clearing in the woods. The ground beneath his feet was stained red with blood and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

His gaze was as cold as a knife, falling on the burly man not far away.

The burly man was half-kneeling on the ground, his face as pale as paper, blood constantly oozing from the corners of his mouth, his chest heaving violently. It was obvious that his internal organs had been displaced by Lu Yu's heavy blow, and his soul power was almost completely dissipated.

He raised a trembling hand and pointed at Lu Yu, his eyes full of disbelief, and growled hoarsely: "You...you are just a Soul Master...how is it possible..."

His voice was intermittent, filled with deep fear and unwillingness.

Lu Yu snorted coldly, slowly squatted down, his eyes locked on the burly man like a hawk, and his tone was cold: "Whether I am possible or not, you have experienced it yourself."

He stood up and glanced at the several soul masters around him who were also beaten without any chance to fight back. They all had terrified expressions on their faces and huddled in the corner, not daring to move.

Lu Yu's gaze finally stopped on Meng Yiran, who was tied to a tree not far away. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn, her face was full of anger and unwillingness, and her mouth was tightly stuffed with a piece of cloth.

Lu Yu walked quickly forward, pulled out a dagger, gently cut the rope that bound Meng Yiran, and carefully removed the cloth from her mouth. His movements were gentle but revealed an unquestionable decisiveness.

Meng Yiran coughed violently a few times, the anger in her eyes still lingering, but when she saw Lu Yu, her eyes softened slightly, and with some complicated emotions, she whispered: "Lu Yu...you saved me?"