Chapter 695 He really became a Contra
These words carried a hint of threat, but Lu Yu was not afraid at all. He looked directly at Xue Qinghe and said slowly, "Your Highness is right. Things are unpredictable."
I also know some secrets unknown to the world, and if these secrets were revealed, it might alter the situation of the three great empires.
Xue Qinghe's pupils contracted slightly, as if he hadn't expected Lu Yu to retaliate in this way.
Lu Yu didn't give him time to react and continued, "For example, the Heaven Dou Empire once sent two Soul Master teams to aid the Gara Empire, but one of them was ambushed on the way and was completely wiped out, causing the Gara Empire to lose two cities."
Your Highness is surely familiar with this matter, isn't he?
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.
Xue Qinghe's expression changed slightly, and a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.
He was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Lu Yu, you seem to know quite a lot."
Lu Yu smiled, said no more, cupped his hands and said, "I still have Shrek Academy students to instruct, so I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, he turned and left, his steps unhurried, but his back view conveyed a profound and unfathomable meaning.
Xue Qinghe stood there, watching Lu Yu's departing figure with a gloomy gaze.
A moment later, an invisible aura emerged from a corner of the hall, and a faceless Soul Master dressed in black robes with an indistinct face quietly appeared, whispering, "Your Highness, this boy knows too much. Should we... eliminate him?"
Xue Qinghe waved his hand, his tone low, "The palace is fraught with danger. Eliminating him will only attract unnecessary attention."
It's hard to tell whether this is true or false, and he might not dare to disclose everything.
Let him leave for now and observe how things develop.
The faceless soul master nodded, and his figure gradually disappeared.
Xue Qinghe's gaze lingered, and she murmured, "Lu Yu... just how much do you know?"
At this moment, Lu Yu had already walked out of the palace, his steps neither hurried nor slow.
He closed his eyes, his senses spreading like a tide, confirming that Xue Qinghe and the faceless soul master's auras had completely disappeared.
A slight smile played on his lips as he thought to himself, "Qian Renxue, it really is you."
Bibi Dong's strategic planning, Qian Renxue's forbearance, the Spirit Hall's ambition... this game is becoming increasingly interesting.
His thoughts returned, and Lu Yu's gaze fell back on the training field.
The trainees' laughter mingled with their sweat, and the sunlight on their faces made them look exceptionally vibrant.
He took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, and slowly walked towards the students to begin a new day of guidance.
Lu Yu stood on the spacious training ground, the sunlight streaming down from the sky, casting a long, slender shadow of him.
A dozen or so trainees formed a semi-circle around him, their eyes filled with a mixture of awe and curiosity, and a tense atmosphere permeated the air.
Lu Yu's gaze slowly swept over everyone, a calm smile on his face, as if he had everything under control.
He gently raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, his voice deep and clear: "What I'm going to teach you today is not the subtlety of soul skills, nor the application of soul power, but external force—a power that is more direct and purer than soul skills."
The trainees looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.
External force? In the Douluo Continent, a world centered on martial spirits and spirit power, spirit skills are the true measure of strength. So how strong can external force be? Lu Jun stood at the forefront, his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed. As the leader of this group of students, he habitually spoke first: "Teacher Lu Yu, do you mean that external force can be stronger than spirit skills?"
Lu Yu nodded, a profound look in his eyes: "Soul skills are an extension of martial souls, but external forces are the ultimate expression of your bodies."
Soul power can be depleted, but external forces, as long as you live, will never disappear.
He paused, a slight smirk playing on his lips, a hint of provocation in his voice, "Don't believe me? You can try it. Ten of you, attack me with your strongest soul skills."
I will not use a single ounce of my soul power; I will rely solely on external forces to defend myself.
These words immediately sparked a murmur among the training ground.
The trainees looked at each other, their eyes filled with both excitement and apprehension.
They had long heard of Lu Yu's strength. A Soul Douluo-level expert, even without using soul power, was someone that they, as Soul Masters and Soul Kings, could not easily challenge.
Besides, wouldn't attacking the teacher together anger him? Lu Jun gritted his teeth, turned around to look at his companions behind him, and said in a low voice, "Since Teacher Lu Yu said that, he must have his reasons."
Let's give it our all and not let him down!
His words were both an encouragement and a way to embolden himself.
The other trainees exchanged glances, finally made up their minds, and nodded in agreement.
The next moment, the training ground was filled with dazzling light.
More than ten students simultaneously released their martial spirits, and spirit rings lit up one after another beneath their feet, with yellow, purple, and black lights intertwining, creating an astonishing aura.
Lu Jun's martial spirit is a roaring, raging lion. As the spirit rings flash, scorching flames burst forth from his palms, transforming into a pillar of fire that shoots straight into the sky.
Another student's martial soul is a giant battle axe. When activated by his soul skill, the axe blade bursts with dazzling golden light, and it has a faint power to tear through the air.
Another student's martial soul was particularly eye-catching—a fiery red phoenix, quite similar to Ma Hongjun's martial soul. Amidst the swirling flames, the air seemed to be distorted by the scorching heat.
More than ten soul skills converged in the air, transforming into a dazzling light that hurtled towards Lu Yu as if it were capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.
The power converged into a violent torrent of energy, causing the ground to tremble slightly, dust to fly, and the trees at the edge of the training ground to rustle in the strong wind.
The trainees' eyes held both anticipation and tension; they wanted to see how Lu Yu would withstand such an attack using only external force.
However, faced with this overwhelming attack, Lu Yu simply stood still, without a trace of panic on his face.
He slowly raised his right fist, the movement seemingly casual, yet carrying an inexplicable sense of pressure.
Just as the light was about to engulf him, he threw a punch.
There was no fluctuation of soul power, no flashing of soul rings, only an extremely pure power bursting out from his fist.
"boom--"
A deafening roar, like a thunderclap.
The students' attacks instantly crumbled before Lu Yu's fist. Fire, golden light, and storms—all the soul skill lights shattered like glass, turning into countless points of light that scattered in all directions.
Immediately afterwards, an invisible shockwave spread out from Lu Yu, cracking the ground and kicking up dust. More than ten students were blasted away almost simultaneously and crashed heavily to the ground.
The trainees struggled to their feet, their bodies covered in abrasions, their clothes disheveled, and their faces filled with shock.
They clearly sensed that Lu Yu's punch contained not a trace of soul power.
That pure external force was terrifying! Lu Jun rubbed his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief: "This... how is this possible? The combined attack of the ten of us couldn't even stop one of his punches?"
The other students were also horrified. One of them murmured, "He really didn't use soul power... What exactly is this external force?"
Lu Yu withdrew his fist, stood with his hands behind his back, and calmly swept his gaze over the crowd: "This is the power of external forces."
"I've already restrained seventy percent of the power of the Eight Extremes Collapse in this punch; otherwise, you probably wouldn't even be able to stand up right now."
He paused, then added with a hint of encouragement, "External strength is not a talent, but something that can be cultivated."
"You all have good talent; if you can master the essence of external forces, your strength will reach an even higher level."
A burning light shone in the students' eyes, and Lu Jun's voice was filled with excitement: "Teacher Lu Yu, please teach us! We want to learn this external force!"
The other trainees echoed this sentiment, their eyes filled with a thirst for power.
Lu Yu smiled slightly, but shook his head: "The Eight Extremes Collapse is too profound. With your current physical condition, learning it will only harm your health."
I can teach you a basic external force boxing technique—the Soul Condensation Fist.
This boxing technique allows you to unleash 120% of your power; whether you can master it depends on your own ability.
Hearing this, the students were somewhat disappointed that they couldn't learn the Eight Extremes Collapse, but they were still full of expectations for the Soul Condensing Fist.
They quickly composed themselves, gathered around Lu Yu, and listened attentively to his explanation.
Lu Yu didn't hold back, explaining the essentials of the Soul Condensing Fist in detail, from power generation techniques to body coordination, explaining every detail meticulously.
The trainees were focused and dared not slack off in the slightest.
Time slipped away quietly during training, and as the sun gradually set in the west, the atmosphere on the training field grew increasingly intense.
Lu Yu stood to the side, his gaze sweeping over each student who threw a punch, occasionally offering a few words of guidance.
He clapped his hands, signaling everyone to stop, until the setting sun painted the horizon a golden red: "Alright, that's enough for today."
Let's go eat first, get some rest, and continue tomorrow.
The trainees wiped their sweat, their faces beaming with satisfaction, and bowed to Lu Yu before preparing to leave.
However, at that moment, Lu Yu's gaze fell on a girl in the crowd.
The girl was petite with delicate features, but her face was frighteningly pale, and she swayed slightly as if she might collapse at any moment.
Lu Yu frowned, quickly stepped forward, and put his hand on the girl's shoulder, his voice filled with concern: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
The girl looked up, revealing a pair of clear but slightly tired eyes, and forced a smile: "Teacher Lu Yu, I'm fine... I'm just a little tired."
Lu Yu did not believe her explanation. After observing her carefully, his brows furrowed even more deeply.
He could tell that the girl was not only physically weak, but also showed signs of malnutrition.
Considering that she had been training intensely from morning till night and hadn't eaten anything, Lu Yu had some guesses in his mind: "You didn't eat today, did you? You've been training for so long, how can your body take it?"
The girl lowered her head and said in a voice barely audible, "I...I was in a rush this morning and forgot to eat."
Lu Yu sighed and turned to the other students, saying, "You guys go to the cafeteria first, I'll take her for a check-up."
After saying that, he helped the girl and walked towards the college's office area.
Although the trainees were curious, they didn't dare to ask too many questions and dispersed.
Inside the office area, Li Yusong's office remains the same as it was years ago, with files piled on his desk and a faint scent of medicine in the air.
Lu Yu pushed open the door and entered. Li Yusong was engrossed in organizing documents. Hearing the noise, he looked up and immediately showed a surprised expression: "Lu Yu? You kid, it's been years, you've become a Contra Master?"
Lu Yu smiled slightly, cupped his hands, and said, "Teacher Li, it's been a long time."
He briefly explained the girl's situation, and Li Yusong immediately put down what he was doing, went to the girl's side, and carefully examined her.
The girl's name is Xiaoyou. She was already weak, and today she participated in high-intensity training without eating, which led to a deficiency of qi and blood.
Li Yusong frowned, took out a few medicinal herbs, and handed them to Xiao You: "These herbs can replenish qi and blood. Go and eat something first. Take a break from training for the next few days and rest well."
As he spoke, he took out a light blue pill from the drawer and handed it to Xiao You, saying, "This pill can speed up recovery. If you take it, you will be fully recovered within three days."
Xiao You took the pill, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes: "But... I'm afraid I'll miss out on Master Lu Yu's fist techniques..."
She bit her lip, her voice tinged with resentment.
Lu Yu chuckled and comforted him, "Don't rush the fist technique; I'll give you extra lessons separately."
Your health is the most important thing; get well first.
Hearing this, Xiao You breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes showed a hint of reassurance.
Li Yusong looked at Lu Yu and said with emotion, "You lad, you've improved a lot in terms of both strength and human touch in the past few years."
When I enrolled you back then, I knew you were something special; I never imagined you'd actually become a Contra master.
Given time, I'm afraid even I will be left behind by you.
Lu Yu waved his hand, his eyes filled with sincerity: "Teacher Li, if it weren't for your care back then, I wouldn't be where I am today."
Li Yusong laughed and patted Lu Yu on the shoulder: "Alright, stop being so sentimental."
I have to go out, so I'll leave this little girl in your care. Don't let her try to be strong anymore.
Lu Yu nodded in agreement, and Li Yusong hurriedly left.
Only Lu Yu and Xiao You remained in the office.
Xiao You sat in the chair, head down, her face still pale, but better than before.
Lu Yu looked at her and suddenly remembered what happened last night. His tone was apologetic: "Xiao You, about last night... I didn't think things through and made you not get enough rest. I'm sorry."
Upon hearing this, Xiao You's cheeks flushed red, and she waved her hand, saying, "It's...it's alright, Teacher Lu Yu."
Her voice was soft and slightly shy.
Lu Yu smiled, took out a few packets of snacks from his system space, tore open the packaging and handed them to Xiao You: "Here, try this, replenish your energy."
It was a package of delicate pastries, exuding a faint milky aroma.
Xiao You took it, took a small bite, and her eyes immediately lit up: "Delicious! Teacher Lu Yu, what is this? It's sweet and soft..."
"These are snacks I brought back from out of town. Eat as many as you like."
Lu Yu smiled and handed over a few more pieces. The two ate and chatted, and the atmosphere gradually relaxed.
Time passed by unnoticed, and Xiao You's complexion regained some of its rosy hue.
However, Lu Yu knew that snacks could never replace regular meals.
He stood up and extended his hand to Xiaoyou: "Let's go, let's go to the cafeteria and have a proper meal, it'll help you recover faster."
