Ling Yuwei's expression remained calm. She had already expected this scene.
As a quasi-emperor, how could Hua Xing be a match for Lu Ming? The difference between them was too great.
"Ah, I don't believe it. I don't believe it. Die for me!"
Being watched by so many people, Hua Xing felt that he had lost all his face. His face flushed red and he went completely berserk. The divine power in his body burned fiercely and then crazily poured into the battle bow. He wanted to condense a powerful arrow and make a final struggle.
However, Lu Ming did not plan to give him a chance to continue attacking. Lu Ming took a step forward and activated the Great Divine Wind Technique. With a few flashes, his figure appeared in front of Hua Xing and then he struck out with his palm.
With a palm strike, the wind and clouds changed. A huge palm was formed and pressed down on Hua Xing.
Bang!
The arrow that Hua Xing had just condensed directly collapsed. Hua Xing was sent flying tens of thousands of meters away by Lu Ming's slap. He vomited large mouthfuls of blood. If it weren't for the others catching him, he wouldn't even be able to maintain his position in the air.
Defeated!
Hua Xing had lost, and he had lost miserably.
In Lu Ming's hands, he was like a baby, unable to withstand a single blow.
"You shouted very loudly. So that's all you have!"
Lu Ming shook his head and sighed, looking very disappointed.
Puff!
Hua Xing was so angry that he vomited blood again.
Earlier on, he was still acting all high and mighty, as if he was invincible, as if he could send Lu Ming flying with one slap. In the end, he was the one who was sent flying with one slap.
Embarrassing, it was too embarrassing. He wished he could find a hole in the ground and hide in it.
"Don't worry about vomiting blood. Hurry up and give me the hundred Elven Wood Hearts you owe me!"
Lu Ming continued.
Puff!
Hua Xing continued to vomit blood.
He remembered that not only had he lost, but he also had to give Lu Ming a hundred Elven Wood Hearts.
Hua Xing felt uncomfortable, incomparably uncomfortable. His heart ached so much that it felt like it was about to split open.
"If you're a man, then don't be so wishy-washy. If you're willing to bet, then accept your loss. Hurry up and hand over the Elven Wood Heart!"
Lu Ming urged.
Hua Xing was really reluctant and hesitated.
However, with so many people watching, if he did not hand it over, it would be even more embarrassing. In the future, he would not be able to raise his head in the elven race.
After dawdling for a while, Hua Xing finally took out a storage ring and threw it to Lu Ming. His heart ached so much that it was bleeding.
"Mu Yun, just you wait!"
After tossing the storage ring to Mu Yun, Hua Xing turned around and left, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Lu Ming quickly took out the storage ring and scanned it with his spiritual sense. A smile appeared on his face.
In the storage ring, there were a hundred Elven Wood Cores neatly arranged. All of them were genuine goods.
This was a good thing. Lu Ming happily put it away.
"Is there anyone else who wants to make a bet? It's still the Elven Treeheart. How about it?"
Lu Ming looked around and scanned the elves one by one. His eyes were filled with anticipation.
It was simply too worth it to be able to obtain so many Elven Treehearts just by fighting. Lu Ming suddenly looked forward to someone challenging him.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed. All the elves avoided his gaze, not daring to look at him.
What a joke. Hua Xing was a monstrous genius ranked 23rd on the Quasi-emperor Top 100 List. At the Quasi-emperor level, he was already standing at the peak of the universe. However, he was still defeated so miserably by Lu Ming. Who would dare to go up? Wouldn't that be looking for a beating?
Who would be so bored as to seek a beating?
Unless it was a genius above the Divine Emperor level.
However, it would be embarrassing for a genius above the Divine Emperor level to deal with a Quasi-emperor.
"This guy …"
In the sky, Ling Yuwei was speechless.
She had promised to help Lu Ming collect a batch of Elven Treehearts. She hadn't even started yet, but Lu Ming had already started collecting them himself.
"This greedy guy!"
Ling Yuwei secretly despised him in her heart, but her face was full of smiles. She specially looked at Ling Piao and the others and said, "I've said it before, Hua Xing isn't a match for Lu Ming. I was afraid that Mu Yun would injure Hua Xing, but you guys didn't believe me. Do you see it now?"
Ling Piao and her sister had ugly expressions on their faces as they remained silent.
"His strength is not bad, but unfortunately, his cultivation is too low. He's only a Quasi-emperor. His future is unknown!"
Ling Huafeng shook his head slightly.
"Second Uncle, do you think that with Mu Yun's talent, the bottleneck of the Divine Emperor Realm can trap him?"
Ling Yuwei said.
"That's hard to say. Without a breakthrough, everything is possible. In history, there have been countless geniuses who were astonishingly talented, but in the end, they were still trapped in the Quasi-emperor Realm and were unable to break through. In the end, they died of depression!"
"Moreover, even if he can break through to the Divine Emperor Realm, so what? Can he be compared to the geniuses of the Angel Race? "
Ling Huafeng smiled.
"I believe that Mu Yun won't be weaker than anyone!"
Ling Yuwei said.
"Yuwei, you're too biased towards Mu Yun. The universe is vast, and there are countless geniuses. Who can claim to be number one?"
"Moreover, no matter how talented he is, what can he do? Can he be compared to the entire Angel Race? He's just a disciple of a small Fengdu Sword Sect in the Iron Sea Star Field Group. He can't be compared to the Angel Race at all. Yuwei, you have to think about the overall situation! "
Ling Huafeng said.
"If you want to curry favor with the Angel Race, go do it yourself. Don't drag me into it!"
Ling Yuwei said with a cold face.
"You little girl, big brother, you have to take care of Yuwei!"
Ling Huafeng glared at her and finally looked at Ling Huashuo.
During this process, Ling Huashuo didn't say anything. No one knew what he was thinking. At this moment, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, all of you stop talking. Let's go back first!"
With a wave of his hand, everyone returned to the Fairy Palace.
"Yuwei, you go back and rest first. Also, all of you can disperse together. I'm going to cultivate!"
After returning to the Fairy Palace, Ling Huashuo waved his hand.
Ling Yuwei, Ling Huafeng, and the others took their leave one after another.
After Ling Yuwei left, she went straight to the Resource Temple of the Elves, intending to retrieve a batch of Elven Wood Hearts for Lu Ming.
As for Ling Huafeng, Ling Piao, and the father and daughter pair, they returned to their residence.
"No, I definitely can't let Ling Yuwei and Mu Yun walk together. It wasn't easy for me to get on the Angel Race's path, I definitely can't let it end like this!"
As soon as she returned to her residence, Ling Piao immediately cried out. Her expression was extremely sinister and ugly, completely different from before.
Others might not know, but they knew very well that the reason why Ling Yuwei had a marriage alliance with the Angel Race was because she was the one who pulled the strings.
By chance, she got to know that monstrous genius of the Angel Race. After knowing that he liked beauties, she introduced Ling Yuwei to him.
The monstrous genius of the Angel Race fell in love with Ling Yuwei the moment he saw her. He immediately sent someone to the Elf Race, saying that he wanted to marry Ling Yuwei and marry her.
Originally, Ling Huashuo didn't want to agree, but after Ling Huafeng's lobbying and analyzing the pros and cons, Ling Huashuo finally agreed.
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