In Ou Haochen's eyes, whether it is Lu Zhengyu who is standing in the sky or the two ghosts of Xiangxi, there is no distinction between good and evil.
In his view, when power reaches such a state, it can already dominate everything, ignore the constraints of moral laws, and do whatever it wants.
Once, he felt that money, power, and connections were the goals he needed to strive for, but now, a vast world opened up in front of him.
In the face of such a destructive power, which is enough to crush everything, money and rights can only be pushed away with one hand, so what flattery is needed?
What compromises are needed?
If anyone is dissatisfied, he can be killed with one palm. If anyone is disrespectful, he can be killed by flipping his hand. This is the real master.
With such power, what kind of money and power is needed as a foil?
Even the richest man in the world, a giant of a country, may have to lower his stature and face to show his friendship with you.
His eyes were dancing with excitement, becoming more and more eager. Ye Chen had always been his shadow and nightmare. He had always thought that one day he would be able to overwhelm Ye Chen, but Ye Chen's identity was too powerful.
Mr. Ye from Sichuan Province, who commands the heroes; the chairman of Lingtian Group, who controls wealth and is on par with the country. With these two identities, he is beyond his reach. Many times he will feel powerless and unable to see hope.
But now, hope is in front of him. As long as he can control this extraordinary power, what does it matter if he is the chairman of Lingtian Group?
What about Mr. Ye from Sichuan Province?
Can't it be destroyed with a flip of the palm?
Du Jiajia and Wang Yuanyuan huddled behind Ou Haochen. Although their bodies were shaking, they still stared at the battle situation in the sky.
What happened today undoubtedly marked an extremely shocking event in their lives of more than ten years, and was enough to change their unswerving outlook on life.
The martial arts dream that had been dormant in their hearts for a long time was awakened again. They saw the head-on confrontation between Lu Zhengyu and the Xiangxi Twin Ghosts, and the shocking power of their movements that shook the world. There was a vague feeling of longing budding in their hearts.
Not only them, but many students and teachers from No. 3 Middle School present felt shocked and frightened, as well as stimulated and curious. They also imagined that they could soar into the nine heavens and control all living beings in their five fingers.
Everyone was paying attention to the fight in the sky, but Lu Tianxi was the only one who kept staring at Ye Chen, his big eyes unblinking.
She really wanted to know whether this mysterious senior who was described by Du Jiajia as being like a dragon in the sky really had the ability to save people and water and fire.
"boom!"
Above the sky, a loud noise was heard, and the soul-stealing ghost king's hands were filled with black light, and he suddenly pushed out again.
"Dark Hand!"
The space in front of him was suddenly shrouded in black energy. In the black energy, the sound of hundreds of ghosts crying and howling came out, like Shura Purgatory, trying to devour everything.
A big black hand, containing poison, poked out from the black mist, its five fingers trapped the world, and it suddenly pressed down on Lu Zhengyu.
"Three postures of the Tathagata, the Buddha's light shines everywhere!"
Lu Zhengyu's eyes were calm and deep, his hands were folded, his thumb and ring finger were pinched together, and the other three fingers were stretched out. Everyone's eyes were blurred, and they saw a virtual image of Tathagata Buddha looming behind him a hundred meters high in the sky.
The virtual image flashed with golden light and was dozens of feet tall. He pushed it out with a palm, and the clouds and mist immediately blew away. Chaos began to appear in the world, and a big hand containing Buddha's light collided with the black palm print.
"Boom!"
The two forces met in the void, and the surrounding clouds and mist exploded into countless shapes. The wind surged down, making the windows of the auditorium rattle, and some fragile glass shattered directly.
The two huge palm prints refused to give in to each other and could not hold on in the sky. The two people's true energy was also activated crazily. The black light and golden light flourished for a while, dividing the heaven and the earth.
"Humph, Lu Zhengyu, a hundred years ago, you could still suppress me and gain the upper hand, but a hundred years later, you will eventually be unable to withstand the erosion of time!"
"You no longer have the dominance you had before!"
The Soul-Snatching Ghost King spoke in a relaxed tone, seemingly disdainful of Lu Zhengyu's power.
Although Lu Zhengyu also downplayed it, there was a hint of sadness in his eyebrows.
"Oops, if we can't win in a short time, they will be dragged into a protracted war. These two demons have to endure so many rigorous practices in the past hundred years to be able to improve their cultivation to this level.
Such a situation!"
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. In Lucheng, apart from him, there was no second king-level existence, and even if there were, it might not be able to compete with these two century-old kings.
He began to secretly worry about the Lu family and the teachers and students of No. 3 Middle School. If he were defeated here, with the methods of these two demons, he didn't know how he would treat his descendants and students.
With the cruel methods these two men used to rule the Xiangxi region, what couldn't they do?
"You dare to be distracted when you fight with me, you are too big of a deal, old man!"
While he was thinking, his mind was a little confused, and there was also a slight gap in the continuation of the true energy. However, when a master tried to make a move, the slightest mistake was a thousand miles away. It was just a flaw in a smile, and it had been noticed by the Soul-stealing Ghost King.
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He was startled. The Soul-stealing Ghost King suddenly took a step forward. The black light on his palms immediately wrapped around him. Countless black tentacles extended from Brother Cong's big black hands, wrapping around all the golden palm prints.
"Break it for me!"
With a low shout from the Ghost King, the golden hand was completely submerged in the black light, and then exploded.
Lu Zhengyu secretly thought that something was not right. This kind of peak duel could not tolerate any distractions. However, his momentary distraction caused him to lose the opportunity. The soul-stealing ghost king found an opening.
Move to disperse his attack.
He immediately groaned and stepped on the sky for ten consecutive steps. Only then did he stabilize his body, and a flush appeared on his face.
"Old man, I'm going to operate on you today. After we deal with you, Dian Rong, Zhide, and Long Zhentian, we will come to the door one by one and kill them all!"
"Now, I am going to abolish your cultivation and let you experience what it is like to fall from the high level of a king to a mortal!"
The soul-stealing ghost king's eyes were full of blood and murderous intent. He took another step forward, and the thick black smoke under his feet was condensed directly above his head, turning into a huge heavy hammer more than ten feet tall.
"Soul-Eating Hammer!"
He held his hands in vain, as if grasping the handle of a giant hammer, and then the black heavy hammer was lifted vertically and raised above his head.
The next moment, he swung his arms suddenly, and the giant hammer came down. Before the giant hammer fell, the strong wind fell first, and a shadow was cast underneath the venue.
The students and teachers of No. 3 Middle School looked up at the sky, their voices choked.
"Golden Light Wall!"
The giant hammer attack was too fast and powerful, and it contained the soul-stealing ghost king's true essence. Lu Zhengyu's pupils shrank, he shouted low, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and a circle of golden light condensed in front of him, forming a semicircle.
A protective circle formed to protect him.
The moment the golden wall of light was formed, the heavy hammer had already hit it head-on.
"clang!"
There was a deafening sound of gold and iron, and almost everyone covered their ears.
When the heavy hammer fell, the golden light was shaken violently and cracks appeared. Lu Zhengyu himself could not withstand the huge force falling from the sky, and quickly shot down and fell into the auditorium.
"boom!"
Although Lu Zhengyu was knocked down by a huge force, he still managed to stabilize his body. However, the floor of the auditorium stage was completely cracked, revealing a large pit half a foot deep.
Many teachers and students stared at it with horrified expressions.
Is Lu Zhengyu, probably the greatest principal in the history of their third middle school, going to lose?
"Old guy, if you can still block my attack, that's your fault!"
In the sky, the Soul-Destroying Ghost King looked down with cold eyes and spoke with contempt, while the Sun-Eating Ghost King crossed his arms with a joking expression.
Lu Zhengyu, at this moment, has reached the end of his powerful crossbow and is a turtle in the jar.
"Oops!"
Lu Zhengyu was about to fly up and perform his final stunt to the end. When his true energy was moving, a sharp pain shot from his lower abdomen straight to his organs, stopping him in his tracks.
"No, the old injury has recurred again, why at this time!"
He forced himself to move his true energy, trying to suppress the injury and fight for his life. At this juncture, this was the only thing he could do.
He secretly swore that even if he burned his life today, he would fight the two ghosts in Xiangxi to the point of serious injury and death.
He clasped his fingers together and was about to burn his life and fight, when a young voice came from the side.
"Principal Lu, how about leaving this battle to me?"