Chapter 262 - Death
Hu Po didn't answer Chen Lu's question. Instead, she gave him a resentful look with eyes that seemed to speak, her face showing a hint of grievance. "Are all evil soul masters bad? Must they be treated like rats, hated and hunted by everyone?" she questioned, her voice resonant with vulnerability.
Her question left not just Chen Lu but even the nearby referee, Zheng Zhan, pitying her. Hu Po's enchanting appearance combined with her seemingly frail demeanor was disarmingly impactful. Zheng Zhan shivered intensely, goosebumps spreading over his skin. As a Titled Douluo, he quickly recovered from the unsettling charm emanating from Hu Po, astonished by the destructive potential of this devastatingly beautiful young woman.
Spiritual Attack! Every movement she made pulsed with potent spiritual waves, emitting a seductive aura that even a Titled Douluo struggled to resist. Hu Po was only a Soul Saint! Zheng Zhan was nearly overwhelmed. He hurriedly announced the start of the match before retreating in haste. Embarrassing, for a Titled Douluo to be so thoroughly manipulated by a Soul Saint.
Chen Lu, still dazed by Hu Po's tactics, barely gathered his wits as Zheng Zhan commenced the fight. He promptly released his soul, his five soul rings whirling around his feet. He was now alert, looking at Hu Po with a mix of fear and admiration.
As an elite disciple of the Body Sect, trained to develop his potential and awaken his body soul for the second time, Chen Lu's willpower was superior to his peers. Yet, he overlooked one critical detail: He never truly understood the extent of Hu Po's cultivation. The sheer gap in their abilities wasn't something mere willpower could bridge.
Hu Po, with just a few words, had completely unraveled Chen Lu's composure. "Do you really have the heart to strike me down in this arena, just like your teammates would?" Hu Po covered her lips with one hand, her face the picture of imminent tears. Chen Lu hesitated. It wasn't her seemingly pitiful appearance that lowered his guard, but rather the spike in her spiritual pressure that caught him off guard.
As Chen Lu appeared distracted, Hu Po's lips curled up subtly, a mocking glint in her dark red eyes. "Body Sect disciples, is this all you have..." Suddenly, a dark red light flared up, and thorny vines blooming with blood-red roses began to grow from beneath her feet, tightly coiling around her shapely figure and pulling her deep red dress even tighter against her pale skin. The contrast between her skin and the vivid roses created a stunning yet terrifying vision.
Even more horrifying was the sight of her seven soul rings rising up from the ground: yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and the last one radiating a blood-red glow—a hundred-thousand-year soul ring!
Yes, Hu Po's final soul ring was a hundred-thousand-year ring!
The audience erupted as the blood-red light bloomed. Everyone's perception of Hu Po was forever altered. They were all distracted by her seductive appearance, never imagining she was a Soul Saint, much less that she could have such a formidable soul ring configuration.
As Hu Po stood proudly on the arena, those who had witnessed the last competition couldn't help but recall another individual. Du Qianjue … Because the last soul master with such terrifying soul rings was Du Qianjue, who dominated the previous tournament and trampled all other teams.
Long Aotian in the contestant area sharply inhaled, his face paling, and without hesitation, he shouted to Zheng Zhan, "Referee, we of the Body Sect forfeit this match!"
Zheng Zhan nodded and moved to intervene, but it was already too late.
Chen Lu, who had been stunned into inaction on the stage, began to bleed from the corner of his mouth, his large body collapsing powerlessly to the ground as his five soul rings shattered. Body Sect's Chen Lu was dead!
No one knew exactly how he died because, after releasing her soul skill, Hu Po had merely stood in place, not once moving toward Chen Lu to initiate an attack.
It was only after Chen Lu's body began to convulse that the nature of Hu Po's lethal method became clear to all. Beneath his skin, his veins twisted like living snakes, causing his lifeless body to twitch.
The next second, his body exploded in a burst of blood, covering him in a mist of gore. The cause of his bodily explosion was the myriad of thorny vines hidden within the blood mist.
Through the thinning mist, the gruesomely beautiful scene of vibrant red roses blooming on thorny vines that wrapped around Chen Lu's desiccated corpse was revealed.
This was Hu Po's soul skill, the Bloodthirsty Rose. Not only did it have devouring properties, but it also possessed potent toxins and a profound ability for spiritual erosion. Despite Hu Po's physical fragility, this soul skill was a powerful combination of control and assault capabilities.
The emotional instability linked to the Bloodthirsty Rose's spiritual erosion perhaps wasn't a disadvantage for an evil soul master. At least, Hu Po was quite pleased with herself.
"Next," Hu Po murmured contentedly, beckoning at Chen Lu's skeleton. The roses on his corpse wilted suddenly, transforming into streams of blood-red light that flew towards her. With each stream she absorbed, Hu Po's beauty intensified, and her soul rings gradually retracted. Notably, after absorbing all the blood-red light, not only did her third soul ring deepen in color, but her very first hundred-year soul ring turned purple just before retracting into her body.
Owning such abilities, it was no wonder Hu Po maintained such an exceptional array of soul rings, even possessing a hundred-thousand-year ring. It was all absorbed. (End of Chapter)
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