Logging 10,000 Years into the Future

Chapter 320

Chapter 320

Just before the youth could utter the word “one,” seven shadows from the Extreme Dao Martial Arts Academy had already rushed toward the villa garden behind Lu Sheng from various directions. Their figures soared over Lu Sheng's body, leaping high into the air, and then… froze. Midair.

Lu Sheng's eyes turned gray.

The gray roulette wheel spun; trembling.

Invisible hands fell.

He quietly entered the Martial God state.

“One.”

Lu Sheng said softly.

The immense spiritual power shrouding the villa, in the Martial God state, Seemed like a living entity. Suddenly, it dispersed, then quickly condensed into seven invisible yet substantial “spiritual chains.” Extending from behind Lu Sheng.

They traveled faster than the speed of light. The seven figures froze instantly. It was like someone had pressed the pause button on them simultaneously.

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“Two.”

Boom!

Seven clusters of blood blossomed behind Lu Sheng, bursting open simultaneously. All the bloody limbs and fragments floated in mid-air, lightly drifting down before reassembling back together.

Zhuang Kui took a small step forward suddenly, his pupils constricted, and his expression was a little incredulous.

“Three.”

Lu Sheng spat out the number.

The Grandmaster's martial instinct could made Zhuang Kui immediately return to his senses from the shock.

Qi and blood and Gang Qi surged in waves, and the invisible aura became more and more distorted. A trace of indescribable terrible aura emanated, like a roaring mountains and tsunamis.

It was as if a small nuclear bomb was building up to detonation.

“Extreme Martial...” Zhuang Kui inhaled deeply, his eyes were as bright as diamonds, and he slowly spit out two words in his mouth.

But he didn't wait for him to finish.

The aura that was condensed like a nuclear bomb was shattered by a force that was even more terrifying, more majestic, and more condensed.

Boom!

An arm clenched into a fist abruptly appeared on Zhuang Kui's chest. It was like colliding head-on against a high-speed train. Time seemed to be stretched out and turned into a slo-mo shot in a movie.

Zhuang Kui's chest collapsed bit by bit, “crackling” uncontrollably.

The aftermath of the terrifying power took Zhuang Kui's chest as the origin, and spread out towards his whole body in waves.

It exhibited undulating fluctuations visible to the naked eye.

Under this aftermath, the muscles on Zhuang Kui's body disintegrated inch by inch, blood seeped through, and then disintegrated once again …

Zhuang Kui's entire body exhibited a state of “enlargement,” “swelling,” and “shattering.”

It stood to reason, that under such a terrifying impact, even a mountain would collapse…

But Zhuang Kui's body stood in place.

That terrible power, after touching his skin, completely melted into his body, and did not leak out at all.

“Four.”

When Lu Sheng spoke out the last digit, his gray eyes remained as calm as the sea. Just as he was about to casually end Zhuang Kui, his expression subtly changed.

With the next breath, both Lu Sheng and Zhuang Kui's figures vanished abruptly.

…

At the end of the road, a woman in a knitted jacket led a young boy of four or five years old slowly into the distance. The woman carried a bag of fruit and takeaways in her hand.

The little boy stepped on the shadow of the street lamp and jumped around.

“Mom, look at that aunt!”

The little boy stopped suddenly, pointed to Pang Huaiyu, who was standing under the street lamp with a dull expression, and shouted crisply: “It's like a fool on TV!”

“Don't talk nonsense!”

The woman quickly covered the little boy's mouth and bowed apologetically to the beautiful woman in the distance.

Then she dragged the little boy through the street as fast as he could.

As they passed by a villa with lights on in the living room, the woman couldn't help but say to the little boy, “Duo Rou, do you see that? That's the home of the national martial arts champion. You should come here often to pay your respects. When you grow up, you can also become a martial arts champion like him.”

“Mom, what's a martial arts champion?”

“A martial arts champion is someone who is very, very good at martial arts, with exceptional skills.”

The mother and son continued their conversation, walking through the area and disappearing into the distance.

…

“Hoo–”

Lu Sheng reappeared. He glanced in the direction where the mother and son had gone, then casually discarded Zhuang Kui–whose bones and internal organs shattered like trash, leaving him with a bloody hole in his chest–on the ground. By this time, even Zhuang Kui's face had disintegrated.

He lay limp on the ground, like a tattered sack, yet also like a melting ice puddle. His eyes were vacant and dull, his mouth gaping open, moving like a catfish gasping for air.

“How…why?”

He looked at Lu Sheng steadily, and squeezed the remaining words out of his chest little by little with his last vitality.

“I...I'm...a Grand...”

Lu Sheng bent down to look at him, narrowing his eyes slightly. There was still a gray residue in his eyes that had not completely faded.

“I'm a god.” Lu Sheng answered calmly.

The light in Zhuang Kui's eyes completely dissipated.

Then he died.

Phew!

Lu Sheng gently expelled a breath, completely withdrawing from the Martial God state. Although he had stepped out of the omniscient, and omnipotent state. He still wanted to sigh.

“Heh—this is a Level 8 Grandmaster?”

Of course, it’s also possible that it’s related to the guy’s recent ascension. His qi and blood were roiling, and even Lu Sheng could sense his “instability.”

“It seemed that his method of breaking through wasn’t very orthodox. It gave off a sinister and forbidden method.”

This is in contrast to the results produced by the chairman of the Martial Arts Conference, Jiang He.

But it also gave Lu Sheng a certain understanding of his current strength.

“I should have the strength to crush an ordinary Level 8 Grandmaster, after all …” Lu Sheng glanced at Zhuang Kui’s body on the ground and said in a low voice, “I didn’t even … use the Absolute Master skill, Shattering the Void.”

He completely relied on the almost magical inspiration and collision in the Martial God state, and his freakish control of power.

He easily killed the Great Grandmaster of the Extreme Doctrine Martial Arts Club.

He had relied entirely on the near-miraculous inspiration and collision in the Martial God state, and his perverted control of power. He had easily killed a Grandmaster from the Extreme Dao Hall.

“I should also properly tap into my spiritual power. In the past, I was really wasting my talent. Only in the Martial God state did I realize how amazing spiritual power can be …”