MTLNOVEL CHAPTER 214
Lu Ming's furious roars reverberated through the entrance of the Imperial City District, a chilling prelude to the devastation that was about to unfold.
Countless explosive fist-force dragons erupted from his massive form, their roars blending with his own in a symphony of destruction.
Wahi and Snow, witnessing the futility of their attacks against Lu Ming, had already shifted into survival mode. They bolted in opposite directions, their movements a blur as they attempted to escape the wrath of the enraged giant.
But Lu Ming's size was deceiving. He was astonishingly fast.
Size and speed, after all, were not mutually exclusive.
"Trying to escape?!" Lu Ming bellowed, his voice thundering through the air.
"You won't get away from me!"
In a flash, the Weapon Transformation Technique activated, and a formidable arsenal materialized in his six hands: a saber, a spear, a sword, a staff, and a bow.
Each weapon was colossal, perfectly proportioned to Lu Ming's immense size.
"Die!"
His upper two arms drew the bowstring taut, loosing massive arrows that streaked towards Wahi with a deafening roar.
Simultaneously, his middle and right arms swung with devastating force. The sword light erupted, slashing towards Snow's back with lightning speed.
Lu Ming's most potent attacks at this moment were the Micro-Realm Explosive Punch and the Perfect Realm Atomic Sword Technique.
While the Explosive Fist was technically of a higher level, it was a Mortal Realm Origin Power Skill. The Atomic Sword Technique, on the other hand, was a Physique Realm skill, surpassing the Explosive Fist in every aspect.
Therefore, despite its lower level, the Atomic Sword Technique's power was formidable.
As the Atomic Sword Technique's searing light engulfed Snow, he froze in place, a deer caught in the headlights.
The immense sword energy invaded his body, overwhelming him like an elephant trampling a child.
In the next instant, Snow's body shuddered violently, and black tendrils of energy seeped from his wounds. He crumbled into ashes, vanishing completely.
The Atomic Sword Technique, attacking at the atomic level, was nearly impossible to defend against. Its destructive power was terrifying, and Lu Ming's raw strength overwhelmed Snow, a mere Level 1 Spirit Realm expert.
Escape was never an option.
Wahi, a Level 2 Spirit Realm expert, fared slightly better than Snow.
Lu Ming's attack, combining the Weapon Transformation Technique (bow) with the Spiritual Energy Bullet Rain, lacked the raw power of his other skills.
Furthermore, Wahi was stronger than Snow and possessed more life-saving abilities.
Mid-flight, Wahi's body erupted in a shower of blood. Half of his torso had been obliterated by Lu Ming's arrow.
But Wahi let out a furious roar, and a blinding white light enveloped his wounds, miraculously healing them instantly.
Lu Ming, however, wouldn't let this opportunity slip away.
With lightning reflexes, Lu Ming drew his bow and nocked three more arrows. They whistled through the air, aimed directly at Wahi.
A look of despair crossed Wahi's face.
"I'm finished..."
But just as the arrows were about to find their mark, a colossal palm, ten meters in length, materialized in front of Wahi, shielding him from the attack.
Boom, boom, boom!
Three deafening explosions rocked the air as Lu Ming's arrows detonated upon impact. The giant palm was left mangled and bloody, but the injury was far from fatal.
Lu Ming's brow furrowed.
"Finally, someone who can put up a fight," he muttered, his voice laced with a newfound respect for his opponent.
Wahi, still reeling from the near-death experience, turned to look behind him.
A figure approached, its stature unremarkable at less than three meters tall. But its hands were disproportionately large, reminiscent of the giant palm that had just saved his life.
The figure frowned slightly, and the oversized palm shrank back to normal size. He examined the cracks in his hand, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"He's very strong..."
Wahi, however, was overwhelmed with relief.
"Al Da!" he exclaimed. "You're finally here!"
Al Da and Al Er were Li De's trusted lieutenants. The twin brothers were formidable fighters, both at Spirit Realm Level 5, and their combined attacks were legendary.
Together, they had once slain a Spirit Realm Level 6 opponent.
At the sound of Wahi's voice, Al Da looked up.
"Trash!"
The single word, spat out with contempt, made Wahi's face stiffen.
Al Da, however, paid no attention to his comrade's wounded pride. He launched himself into the air, accelerating towards Lu Ming.
There would be no negotiations.
Mid-air, Al Da roared, his voice booming with authority. "How dare you defy Lord Li De's will! Die!"
His body swelled, muscles rippling as he grew to match Lu Ming's towering height.
A powerful fist cut through the air, whistling towards Lu Ming.
The punch was fast, devastatingly so. It connected with Lu Ming's cheek, forcing his head to tilt slightly.
The Origin Power Armor on the faceplate cracked, spiderweb fractures spreading across its surface.
But that was the extent of the damage.
Al Da frowned, clearly surprised by Lu Ming's resilience.
Lu Ming raised an eyebrow. "Not bad," he acknowledged. "What level are you at?"
Al Da didn't answer, instead launching another attack.
His fists became a relentless storm, raining down on Lu Ming from all angles. Lu Ming countered, their blows clashing with thunderous force.
There were no flashy displays of energy, no dazzling light shows.
This was a primal battle of giants, a clash of pure physical might.
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
The earth trembled with each impact, the air itself seeming to crackle with the raw power of their blows.
The exhilarating sensation of fists meeting flesh ignited a thrill in Lu Ming, his blood singing with the primal joy of combat.
Al Da, however, grew increasingly uneasy. Lu Ming's punches, fueled by the Micro-Level Explosive Fist and amplified by his six arms, were overwhelming.
In this brutal exchange of blows, Al Da was quickly losing ground.
Finally, a series of devastating punches shattered Al Da's ribs. He gasped for air, desperation clouding his eyes.
With a sudden movement, he opened his mouth wide and extended his tongue. Perched on its tip was Al Er, his twin brother, no larger than half a meter tall. Al Er clutched a short sword, his gaze fixed on Lu Ming with murderous intent.
"Death Sword, Final Move!" he shrieked, a wave of black energy enveloping the blade.
This was Al Er's ultimate attack.
Once struck, the victim's soul would be severed, leaving no chance of survival, even for a Spirit Realm expert.
Al Da and Al Er's combination was undeniably cunning.
Al Da engaged the enemy head-on, while Al Er waited for the perfect moment to strike from an unexpected angle.
This tactic was notoriously difficult to counter.
Unfortunately for Al Er, Lu Ming was faster.
The eye in the center of Lu Ming's forehead snapped open, its gaze piercing into Al Er's soul. Before the Death Sword could be unleashed, Al Er's world tilted, and a wave of dizziness washed over him.
His consciousness was pulled into the Void Space, his body frozen in place.
The Void Domain had been activated.
Lu Ming felt a slight restriction in his movements, but he was far from immobilized.
With a tremor of his colossal form, a swarm of Explosive Fist Force dragons erupted from his body, swarming into Al Da's open mouth and flooding his stomach.
A sickening pfft, pfft filled the air.
Al Da's tongue was gone...
Al Er was gone...
Al Da's body began to crumble, starting from his neck, down to his stomach, and finally his lower body.
All that remained at Lu Ming's feet was Al Da's severed head, his eyes wide with disbelief and resentment.
Lu Ming clicked his tongue, a hint of disdain in his voice.
"You're overthinking this," he said, addressing the disembodied head. "If you had faced me head-on, you still wouldn't have stood a chance, but at least I would have respected your courage."
"But resorting to these tricks... tsk, tsk, tsk."
"It was meaningless..."
Lu Ming shook his head, dismissing his defeated opponents.
End of Chapter 214