Ruthless Man, Huyan Zhen

Chapter 97 Ruthless Man, Huyan Zhen

The moment Lan Minghua appeared, he attracted everyone's attention, and the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School fell into silence.

His languid demeanor and casual tone suggested that he didn't take the forces on the mainland seriously.

However, everyone was wary of Lan Ming's strength, and those who were dissatisfied just now didn't dare to utter a single word.

After all, a person's reputation is legendary, and they dare not easily offend a ruthless person who can kill a Title Douluo.

However, some people were still very excited.

"Lan Minghua, you've finally arrived!" A fierce glint flashed in Tang San's eyes. He had been waiting for this day for far too long.

Lan Minghua sensed the hostility and instantly located Tang San's position.

A faint smile appeared on her lips; she completely ignored him and everyone else.

Leading Oscar and the other three, they strolled casually toward the empty seats.

This act of completely disregarding the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School infuriated Bone Douluo and his companions.

However, they knew that now was not the best time to take action against Lan Minghua.

"Let him be arrogant for a while. Once the exchange competition starts, I'll make him lose face."

Tang San is one of the main characters at this banquet, and Lan Minghua's disrespect for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is tantamount to disrespecting him.

However, he had no choice but to keep it to himself.

However, there are always some fearless people who want to show off in front of certain people.

Hu Yanzhen was one of them.

"Hmph, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is such a coward. They don't even dare to utter a sound when others are riding on their heads. They are unworthy of being one of the seven major sects."

Tianxiang Huyanzhen is the sect leader of Elephant Armor Sect, one of the seven major sects, and also an 86th-level Soul Douluo (the All-Continent Advanced Elite Soul Master Competition was held more than a year later, when Huyanzhen was 87th level).

Although he was only a level 86 Soul Douluo, he possessed defensive power that was no less than that of an ordinary Title Douluo.

Upon hearing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo, who was standing to the side, revealed a look of disgust in his eyes.

"That jerk, trying to show off like that, he's actually courting death. Oh well, I've already warned him, and he's got a death wish, so let him die."

He immediately closed his eyes and ignored everyone.

Hu Yanzhen was delighted to find that Chrysanthemum Douluo was not hindering him.

"Since His Excellency Chrysanthemum Douluo hasn't spoken, doesn't that mean he's tacitly agreeing with me? If I could teach Lan Minghua a lesson, wouldn't that enhance the prestige of my Elephant Armor Sect and suppress the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

Lan Minghua's deeds are indeed astonishing, and even if the Spirit Hall itself spread the word, it may not be accurate.

Hearing is not necessarily true, but seeing is always true – this is Hu Yanzhen's idea.

"My defense is no less than that of an ordinary Title Douluo. Even if Lan Minghua truly possesses that strength, he couldn't possibly kill me in one move. Let me test whether you have the ability!"

Huyan was shaken. His mountain-like body leaped up, like an iron ball falling from a height, and blocked Lan Minghua's path with a loud bang.

Lan Minghua waved his hand dismissively to disperse the dust, then looked at the people blocking his way with suspicion: "Hey, are there really people who aren't afraid of death?"

As the smoke cleared, an old man with dark skin, eyes like copper bells, and white hair and beard stood before him.

Upon seeing this person's appearance, Lan Minghua immediately knew the answer: "No wonder, it turns out to be the ruthless man who took the trident of the sea cucumber on his head, Tianxiang Huyan Zhen."

Upon seeing this, Tang San's face flashed with joy.

He could tolerate it for a while, but he didn't want to see Lan Minghua continue to be arrogant.

Seeing this, Bone Douluo shook his head: "That old bastard Huyan Zhen is going crazy for the pictures. Today is Rongrong's big day. I hope he doesn't die in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Sword Douluo remained silent; Lan Minghua was becoming increasingly unfathomable to him.

If you offend him, the banquet can't continue.

On the field, two figures, one large and one small, faced each other.

Lan Minghua's height is only about 1.7 to 1.8 meters, while Hu Yanzhen is a full 2.5 meters tall.

Judging from the appearance, Hu Yanzhen does give people a greater sense of oppression than Lan Minghua.

Everyone present was eagerly anticipating what would happen next.

One is a powerhouse from a long-established sect, and the other is a rising star. This battle between the old and the new is enough to make them worth the price of admission.

Looking at Lan Minghua, who was riddled with flaws, Hu Yanzhen smirked disdainfully and said sarcastically, "Such a big shot! You've kept us waiting!"

Lan Minghua, still sporting a deadpan expression, seemed not to have heard a thing. He rubbed his stomach and said, "Spit it out if you have something to say. I'm waiting to eat at the banquet."

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

His words, which showed no regard for Hu Yanzhen, caused everyone present to gasp in shock.

Hu Yanzhen, the protagonist, was so angry that he trembled all over.

"Boy, how dare you ignore me? You're courting death!"

He had been looking for a reason to make a move, but now he didn't need one anymore.

In an instant, his martial spirit possessed him, and his entire body was covered with a layer of scales that shimmered with diamond light.

That is precisely the characteristic possessed by Huyan Zhen's martial soul, the Diamond Mammoth.

"Kid, you'll pay the price for your arrogance!"

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He stomped his foot heavily on the ground, and the next moment his bulky body shot out like a cannonball.

The already short distance allowed him to appear in front of Lan Minghua in an instant.

Raising his fist, as big as a clay pot, he slammed it down on Lan Minghua's head, his blow ruthless.

The eyes of those present gleamed with excitement; they all wanted to see a good show before the banquet began.

"What's going on?"

Lan Minghua didn't expect Hu Yanzhen to break through the defenses and launch an attack directly. He can only say that he truly deserves to be called the most headstrong person in Douluo Continent.

However, he didn't want to be seen like a monkey, so he pulled out his right hand and slapped Huyan Zhen across the face with even greater speed.

Hu Yanzhen didn't sense any fluctuation of soul power and didn't take the slap seriously at all.

Since his face was already covered in diamond scales, he thought that would be enough to block it.

As long as his fist hits Lan Minghua's head, trading injury for injury, he will definitely not lose out.

However, he miscalculated one thing from beginning to end.

That is Lan Minghua’s strength.

The moment Lan Minghua's palm landed on Hu Yanzhen's face, the seemingly indestructible diamond scale armor shattered instantly.

The next instant, his old face rippled, and blood gushed from his mouth.

"Snap!"

With a crisp crack, Hu Yanzhen's head spun clockwise twice under the slap.

Immediately afterward, the heavy body felt an irresistible force, and began to spin rapidly in the air like a top.

With a series of crackling sounds, Hu Yanzhen's bones shattered, blood splattered all over the ground, and his whole body was strangely twisted into a pretzel.

With a loud bang, it landed directly on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Huyan Zhen, the leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, has passed away.

Those present stared wide-eyed, their eyes filled with disbelief.

A level 86 defensive Soul Master was actually killed by Lan Minghua with a single slap.

Seeing this, Oscar swallowed hard and said, "Master, this is a joyous day for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to let this big guy bleed on the spot?"

Lan Minghua rolled his eyes and walked towards the empty seat.

He then spoke in a calm tone, his voice not loud, but everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could hear him.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Seeing blood is considered auspicious, and it's a cause for celebration. What's wrong with that? Hurry up and prepare the feast; I haven't eaten anything yet."

(End of this chapter)