Chapter 615 Whether he is useless or not depends on his luck!

"Lu Yu! Lu Yu!"

A thin young man in the stands was waving his fists, his face flushed with excitement. It was Xu Feng.

He stood in the crowd, looking at Lu Yu on the ring with admiration, and kept shouting: "Eighteen consecutive wins! Eighteen consecutive wins! This guy is a monster!"

At the edge of the ring, a tall man in a black cloak watched the scene coldly, with a sinister glint in his eyes.

He is Zhang Zhong, a Soul Emperor who has won forty consecutive battles in this hellish killing field and is very famous.

At this moment, his fingers tapped lightly on the stone pillar beside him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered to his men beside him: "This kid really has some skills.

His boxing skills are fierce and his speed is also quite good... Humph, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant in this killing field."

A thin soul master beside him came closer and whispered, "Brother, this Lu Yu is just a soul king, he can't even use his soul skills. You are a soul emperor, your strength and experience crush him! Why should we be afraid?"

Zhang Zhong snorted coldly, his eyes darkening. "Afraid? Humph, I, Zhang Zhong, have been in this killing field for so many years. What kind of genius haven't I seen? This kid is just relying on his boxing skills.

Soul skills are banned in the killing field, so no matter how strong his soul power is, what can it do? Once he leaves this arena, I want to see if he can still be so arrogant! "

The skinny spirit master chuckled and lowered his voice, "Big Brother, do you mean... to do it outside? The rules of the Slaughter City don't care about that, and the law enforcers won't ask any more questions."

Zhang Dian nodded, a cold light flashing in his eyes: "That's right.

Wait until he leaves the killing field, and I'll take a few people to stop him.

This kid is too conspicuous. If I don't teach him a lesson, I can't guarantee that he won't become a threat to me in the future."

He paused, a hint of ferocity flashing across his lips. "So what if you're a Soul King? In front of me, you're nothing but a lamb to be slaughtered!"

At the same time, on the ring, Lu Yu had already walked down the ring with a calm step, not looking like he had just experienced a life-and-death fight.

Xiao Wu followed beside him, her pink dress standing out in the dim light. She frowned and grumbled softly, "Lu Yu, you're working too hard! You've won eighteen games in a row and you still don't want to rest? If you keep going like this, what if your body can't take it anymore?"

Lu Yu smiled slightly, turned his head and looked at her, with a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Xiao Wu, are you worried about me? Don't worry, don't you know my body? These guys are not enough for me to warm up."

Xiao Wu snorted and glared at him, "Stop being so conceited! That Green Fox just now was no ordinary person. He's at the peak of Soul King, with fifty-eight wins to his name. He even defeated a tough guy like Canlang.

But you, on the other hand, knocked him down with just three punches and two kicks. You simply… you simply didn’t leave him any chance to survive!”

Hearing this, Lu Yu shook his head slightly and said calmly: "Qinghu's strength is good, but his boxing skills have too many flaws and his speed is not fast enough.

In a place like the Killing Ground, what matters is not soul power, but practical experience and skills.

He deserved to lose."

Xiao Wu curled her lips and was about to say something else when she heard a sudden cry from the surrounding stands.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw people in the stands talking among themselves, their eyes focused on a figure on the other side of the ring.

She was a slender woman with long green hair and cold eyes. She was the green fox that had just been defeated by Lu Yu.

At this moment, she had been carried off the ring, with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, and it was obvious that she was seriously injured.

"Green Fox actually lost! This is a tough guy with a 58-game winning streak!"

A spectator was shocked and couldn't help shouting.

"Who is that Lu Yu? He's won 18 games in a row, and every game is so clean. He's practically on the same level as Bei Shangyun!"

Another person answered, his tone full of awe.

"Bei Shangyun? Humph, Bei Shangyun is the soul master who is most likely to escape from the Slaughter City. No matter how strong Lu Yu is, can he compare to him?"

Someone retorted with disdain.

Xu Feng stood in the stands, listening to these discussions. He couldn't help but straighten his chest and shouted proudly, "What do you know? Brother Lu Yu's strength will surpass Bei Shangyun sooner or later! Just wait and see, he is going to become the King of Killing!"

When Lu Yu heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He turned to Xiao Wu and whispered, "This kid is so careless with his words. He always causes trouble for me."

Xiao Wu covered her mouth and chuckled, but a trace of worry flashed in her eyes: "But, Lu Yu, you are too eye-catching now.

A place like the Killing Grounds is known for attracting the wind. You have to be careful."

Lu Yu nodded and glanced across the stands, vaguely aware of several unfriendly eyes watching him secretly.

He sneered in his heart, but did not say it out loud, and just said lightly: "Let's go, go back and rest first.

The next game has to continue."

As the night deepened, a chilling atmosphere filled the streets of the City of Slaughter.

Lu Yu and Xiao Wu walked side by side in the narrow alley. The surrounding buildings were dilapidated and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Xu Feng followed behind the two of them, still bragging about Lu Yu's battle achievements, completely unaware that danger was approaching.

"Brother Lu Yu, that punch you threw today was so cool! That Qinghu guy thought he could hold out for a few more moves, but you knocked him away with just one punch, hahahaha!"

Xu Feng spoke excitedly and danced with joy.

Lu Yu shook his head helplessly. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed, and said in a deep voice, "Someone is coming."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu immediately became alert, quietly activating her soul power and scanning her surroundings.

Sure enough, there was a sound of heavy footsteps at the end of the alley, and then eight figures walked out of the darkness, blocking the alley tightly.

The leader was Zhang Zhong.

"Lu Yu, it's you."

Zhang Zhong sneered and walked out slowly. The aura of the Soul Emperor emanated unreservedly, pressing the air around him so hard that it seemed to freeze.

The eight soul masters behind him were all at the Soul King level, with murderous intent in their eyes, and it was obvious that they had no good intentions.

Xu Feng's face changed, and he couldn't help but take a step back, whispering, "Brother Lu Yu, this is... Zhang Zhong! He's the Soul Emperor, a tough guy who's won forty games in a row!"

Xiao Wu frowned, took a step forward, stood in front of Lu Yu, and whispered: "Lu Yu, this guy is not easy to deal with, let's go together?"

Lu Yu waved his hand, looking at Zhang Zhong calmly, a faint smile on his face: "Soul Emperor, so what? Zhang Zhong, you brought so many people to block me, are you afraid that you alone are not enough?"

Zhang Zhong's face darkened upon hearing this, and he snorted coldly, "Boy, you're just being stubborn, aren't you? In this Slaughter City, although soul skills can't be used, the power blessed by soul force is beyond your reach! Today, I want to see if you, the guy with 18 consecutive victories, have any real skills!"

The spectators around had already gathered and were watching the conflict from afar.

Someone murmured, "Lu Yu is finished. Soul King versus Soul Emperor, the power gap is too big. Zhang Zhong can knock him down with just one punch!"

"Yes, Zhang Zhong is a veteran warrior who has won forty consecutive games. No matter how good Lu Yu is at fighting, he can't turn the tables!"

echoed another.

Lu Yu seemed not to hear these discussions. He slowly moved his wrist and said calmly, "Zhang Zhong, stop talking nonsense.

Are you coming together, or alone?"

Zhang Zhong was stunned for a moment, then laughed in anger: "What a crazy kid! Brothers, come on! First, cripple this guy, then deal with the chick next to him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, eight Soul Kings rushed forward together, their fists whistling and their murderous intent was terrifying.

Xiao Wu snorted coldly, her figure flashed, and she shouted delicately: "Lu Yu, I'm here to help you!"

She stepped forward, and the soul power of Baji Beng suddenly erupted. The whole person was like a pink phantom, rushing towards a soul king in an instant.

"Baji collapse!"

Xiao Wu let out a delicate cry and smashed her fist hard into the chest of a Soul King. The Soul King groaned, flew several feet away, fell heavily to the ground, and spit out blood.

At the same time, Lu Yu's body shook, and his Jeet Kune Do steps were as smooth as flowing water. Facing the attack from two Soul Kings, he did not retreat but advanced instead, swinging his right fist fiercely with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

A Soul King was unable to dodge and was hit on the shoulder by Lu Yu's punch. The sound of broken bones was clearly audible, and he staggered to the ground.

"How can it be!"

Zhang Zhong's pupils shrank, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.

The speed and power of Lu Yu's punches far exceeded his expectations.

In just a few minutes, all eight Soul Kings fell to the ground, wailing non-stop. The onlookers in the alley were stunned and suddenly burst into discussions.

"This...this Lu Yu is so strong? Eight Soul Kings fell in the blink of an eye!"

A spectator exclaimed.

"That Xiao Wu is no ordinary person either. What kind of boxing technique is that? She sent the Soul King flying with just one punch!"

The other person's face was full of disbelief.

Zhang Zhong's face turned pale, and the aura of the Soul Emperor suddenly burst out, and he said in a deep voice: "Lu Yu, you really have some skills.

But then, you won’t be so lucky!”

Xiao Wu panted heavily and returned to Lu Yu's side, whispering: "Lu Yu, this guy is a Soul Emperor, his soul power is much stronger than ours, let's attack together!"

Lu Yu shook his head, his eyes fixed on Zhang Zhong, his tone revealing an unquestionable confidence: "Xiao Wu, you step back.

This guy, I am enough on my own."

Xiao Wu was stunned and was about to persuade him, but she saw Lu Yu had already taken a step forward to meet Zhang Zhong.

She gritted her teeth and had to step aside, her eyes full of worry.

Zhang Zhong sneered and rushed forward. His right fist, wrapped in powerful soul power, smashed towards Lu Yu fiercely: "Boy, prepare to die!"

A gleam of light flashed in Lu Yu's eyes, and he suddenly started to move with the Jeet Kune Do technique. He moved his body to the side like a ghost, barely avoiding Zhang Zhong's fist. At the same time, he swung out with his left fist, hitting Zhang Zhong's chest.

Zhang Zhong reacted extremely quickly, blocking with his left arm, and his fist and arm collided with a dull loud noise.

"boom!"

Lu Yu was knocked back several feet, and his feet left two long marks on the ground.

He steadied himself, rubbed his numb fists, and said with a smile, "The Soul Emperor's soul power bonus is indeed quite interesting."

Zhang Zhong didn't smile, his eyes were full of shock.

Although he didn't use his full strength in that punch just now, the soul power of the Soul Emperor was enough to seriously injure a Soul King.

But Lu Yu only took a few steps back, showing no signs of injury! How strong is this kid? "Lu Yu, you..."

Zhang Zhong gritted his teeth, his voice filled with fear, "What kind of monster are you?"

Lu Yu slowly stood up straight, stretched his shoulders, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Monster? Zhang Zhong, you haven't seen a real monster yet.

Come, let me see the full strength of the Soul Emperor, just how strong he is!"

Zhang Zhong roared angrily, his soul power completely exploded, and he pounced on Lu Yu again like a ferocious beast.

The night was deep, and the streets of the Killing City were filled with a faint smell of blood. The wind outside the wooden house was a bit chilly, causing the lanterns under the eaves to sway slightly.

Lu Yu stood in the open space in front of the wooden house. The air around him seemed to be solidified by the aftermath of the battle just now. There were still a few cracks on the ground, which were the traces left when Zhang Zhong was knocked away.

"You...you, what kind of monster are you!"

Zhang Zhong half leaned against the wall of the wooden house, his face as pale as paper, his right arm hanging limply, dark red blood dripping from his fingertips to the ground, making a slight "tick-tick" sound.

sound.

His voice trembled, and his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.

Lu Yu glanced at him coldly, his hands behind his back, his tone calm but revealing unquestionable authority: "With this little ability, you dare to be so arrogant in front of me? Zhang Zhong, you are nothing more than this."

The onlookers around held their breath, their eyes shifting between Lu Yu and Zhang Zhong. There was an inexplicable sense of oppression in the air.

The battle just now was so fast that they almost couldn't see how Lu Yu made his move.

Zhang Zhong, a soul master with a certain reputation in the City of Slaughter, whose soul power is as high as level 58, was defeated by Lu Yu in one move just now.

That punch, six dark energies surged like a flood, tearing the sleeves of Zhang Zhong's arms, even making his blood vessels swell and his bones make a teeth-grinding "crack".

sound.

"Lu Yu, just wait for me!"

Zhang Zhong gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up, but he staggered due to the severe pain and almost fell.

His companions hurried forward to support him, but did not dare to look directly into Lu Yu's eyes.

Lu Yu ignored him and turned to walk away calmly, as if the battle just now was just a trivial episode.

Xu Feng followed closely behind him, with an unconcealable smugness on his face. The fearful gazes from those around him made him feel very proud.

He leaned closer to Lu Yu and whispered with a hint of excitement in his tone: "Brother Yu, that Baji Collapse move you just made was simply too domineering! I'm afraid that Zhang Zhong's arm is broken!"

Lu Yu glanced at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile: "Whether he is useless or not depends on his own luck.

Let’s go back and rest.”

Late at night, candlelight flickered in the wooden house. Lu Yu sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, regulating his breathing.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by Xu Feng's slightly anxious voice: "Brother Yu! There is a woman looking for you, saying she is your friend and insists on seeing you!"

Lu Yu opened his eyes and frowned slightly: "Friend? Who?"

Xu Feng scratched his head, his tone uncertain: “She didn’t say the name, she just said you’ll know when you see it.

Look at her figure...wow, she's quite pretty! She's still waiting in the lobby."

Lu Yu thought for a moment, stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the hall.

When I opened the door, a graceful figure came into view.

The woman was wearing a lavender dress that outlined her perfect curves. Her long black hair fell like a waterfall. Her face was exquisite and picturesque, with a familiar charm between her eyebrows.