"Hey, don't mess around here!" Morin rushed up to pull Siffin. Lu Ping's sudden appearance had made him excited. Then, when he saw Lu Ping casually toss Luo Yin away, he almost shouted out loud. He was even more curious and expectant of Lu Ping. As for Siffin, he couldn't care less about being touched by him for sacrificing himself to save him. Instead, he despised him for being a hindrance to Lu Ping's performance.
"Where's the other person?" Siffin would rather die than believe that the person just now was Lu Ping. He struggled to look around, trying to find the other person. However, he had indeed reached his limit. Even though he was at the third level of the Spirit of Strength, he couldn't even resist Mo Fei. He was dragged to the side, lost his strength again, and fell to the ground.
"Don't move. I'll stop the bleeding for you first." As Morin spoke, he reached into his leather bag for medicine. However, he was 80% sure that he was still walking towards Lu Ping. He didn't want to miss a second of Lu Ping's strength.
"Who are you?" Luo Chong held his dagger in front of him. He was no longer in the mood to chat and laugh.
"Trash …" Siffin spat out blood as he tried to say something to Lu Ping. He still hadn't found the "other person" in his heart.
"Hehe." Lu Ping smiled. He didn't care about how Siffin addressed him, nor did he introduce himself to Luo Chong. He just walked towards Luo Chong without any defense.
Luo Chong didn't meet him immediately. He was still waiting for Luo Xing to sense the information.
Luo Xing, the Spirit Penetrator, had the fourth-level ability "Confirmation". It was an extremely accurate perception-type skill. Using it to sense one's realm was like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut. Luo Xing's eyes flashed slightly. She thought this was enough.
However … the light flashed and she found nothing.
"No realm …" The four words were squeezed out of her mouth very awkwardly.
"What?" Luo Chong heard it, but he thought he had misheard, so he quickly confirmed it.
"Let me take another look …" Luo Xing obviously did not believe this answer herself, and the light in her eyes grew brighter. She wanted to further strengthen the effect of the 'confirmation', but Lu Ping had already walked before them.
Still without any stance, he raised his hand and swung his fist.
Luo Chong bent down.
His eyes were filled with disbelief. He was concentrating on Lu Ping's every move, every step he took, and every punch he threw. He was paying close attention to Lu Ping's movements. He was paying close attention to every step he took and every punch he threw.
He did not see any special rhythm, nor did he sense any particularly strong offensive power.
Then, Lu Ping raised his hand, and Lu Ping swung his fist.
Then, the fist disappeared.
The pain in his abdomen was intense.
It was an unbearable pain. Luo Chong no longer knew how to describe this feeling. The pain of this punch made him feel as if his body was shrinking. The pain of this punch made his internal organs scurry together.
The dagger in his hand fell to the ground because he had completely forgotten how to hold a knife. There was only one feeling in his mind, and that was pain!
He bent down, violently bent down, and then vomited violently.
In the nine years of his career, he had carried out 247 assassinations. He had succeeded 199 times, failed 48 times, suffered serious injuries 79 times, and escaped death 17 times.
Luo Chong had killed countless people and been injured countless times. It was normal for him to suffer some attacks, but he had never been hit to the point of vomiting.
And not only did he vomit, he cried!
It was so painful that he cried.
People like him would rather bleed than cry. No matter how painful an injury was, he would just frown and grit his teeth, and he would endure it.
But this time, he was in so much pain that he cried. He couldn't control his tears, and he couldn't control his snot either. In an instant, he was sobbing and vomiting on the ground. This was just one punch.
Luo Xing's expression had long changed. How could she care about 'confirming' what realm he was in?
Luo Xing made her move.
She wasn't weak at all. Star Luo was basically a reverse of her name. She wasn't just the scout of the four-man team. Those who understood Star Luo knew that when Luo Xing attacked, it was when Luo Xing was at her strongest.
Star Compass!
Without holding back, Luo Xing used her ultimate move.
A person who could casually throw Luo Yin away, a person who could make Luo Chong cry with one punch. She couldn't hold back against such an opponent.
The star compass was thrown out. One split into two, two split into four, four split into eight …
Level 3 technique, Dense Starlight!
Countless star compasses danced around Lu Ping. They were all just illusory lights, dazzling to the eyes. But among the lights, there was one that was real, the one that went straight for Lu Ping's life.
A ray of light cut straight for Lu Ping's throat. In the dazzling lights, this ray of light wasn't eye-catching at all. Just like that, it silently drank the blood of an unknown number of people.
Because of this move, Star Luo was named after Luo Xing.
Because of this move, Luo Xing was the big sister of Star Luo.
As expected, Lu Ping had to spend a lot of effort to deal with this move. Compared to dealing with Luo Yin and Luo Chong, he had to use at least two hands to deal with Luo Xing's Dense Starlight.
Pa!
Lu Ping clapped his hands. Like a voice-activated switch, the Dense Starlight disappeared in an instant. All that was left was a smear that spun between Lu Ping's palms.
Lu Ping revealed a satisfied expression, as if he had finally swatted an annoying mosquito to death.
Then, he casually flung Luo Xing's precious star compass to the side.
Wah!
Luo Chong was still vomiting and crying.
Snot, tears, and vomit instantly drenched the star compass.
But Luo Xing couldn't care less. Lu Ping was still closing in. She had already used up all her moves. She only had one last weapon left.
She was a pretty girl. Many times, because her opponents were gentle and protective of her, she had won many opportunities to turn the tables.
But this time?
Although her opponent looked like a child, he was at least 15 or 16 years old.
Luo Xing was about to put on a smile, but Lu Ping had already raised his hand.
She didn't even see the fist. Then, her face tilted and she collided with Luo Chong.
Her beauty was gone in an instant. Her chin was crooked, and seven of her teeth fell out. Five flew out, and two were swallowed …
Morin was completely dumbfounded.
He knew that Lu Ping was strong, very strong. But there should be a limit to how strong he was, right? At this moment, he couldn't imagine what realm Lu Ping was in. Three Penetrators. One was casually thrown away, one was punched until he vomited and cried, and the last one was also punched and had plastic surgery.
Three Proficiency Practitioners!
Star Luo!
Back then, when he received the assassination order to assassinate Luo Ming, one of the four members of Star Luo, he had hesitated for three days. After that, he had spent a whole 22 days studying the four members of Star Luo and Luo Ming's habits. After that, he had spent another eight days waiting for an opportunity that didn't seem like much. Risking his life, he had finally succeeded in poisoning Luo Ming to death. But in the end, Star Luo had still found him and chased after him.
But now?
The terrifying Star Luo hadn't even lasted 20 seconds in front of Lu Ping. The three of them had been completely annihilated.
What about Luo Yin?
What about Luo Yin?
Morin had already seen Luo Chong and Luo Xing's miserable state. But what about Luo Yin, who had been thrown away? Morin stood up and looked in that direction. Finally, he saw that Luo Yin … had already been planted in the flowerbed.
That wasn't a quicksand field planted with earthworm grass. With just a throw, Luo Yin had actually been planted in the ground. Morin couldn't imagine how much strength Lu Ping used in that throw.
"This … Just who is this?" Siffin, who had fallen to the ground, was also mumbling to himself. Too much had happened, and he hadn't had the time to faint yet. After seeing everything, he couldn't faint anymore.
"This is the trash you were talking about." As Morin spoke, he lowered his head and looked at Siffin's injuries. He had stopped Siffin's bleeding faster than Lu Ping had taken care of Luo Xing and Luo Chong.
No matter how much Siffin refused to believe it, he could only accept the facts in front of him. He stared blankly at the person he saw as trash, the person he had spent so much effort to chase out of Zhenfeng College. He didn't know what to say.
"Tell me, just where did this person come from?" Morin still wanted to chat with him.
"I don't know," Siffin said. He only knew that Lu Ping and Su Tang had been brought back by the dean who had gone on a trip three years ago. Both of them were said to be orphans, and from then on, the college was their home. Su Tang quickly revealed his talent, and was highly anticipated. Lu Ping, on the other hand, was called trash for three years, and was treated with disdain. But he still went his own way. All kinds of mockery, all kinds of suppression, he silently endured, and never caused any conflicts.
Thus, everyone felt that he had no future, no backbone, and was a coward.
But now it seemed …
Siffin felt that everyone should join him in rejoicing over Lu Ping's "no future", "no backbone", and "coward" …
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