Chapter 295: You also dare to call this a dharma appearance? (3)

Lu Jing stared at the Thunder Giant Ape, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.

This Wu Tianlei indeed still had tricks up his sleeve; the situation on stage had indeed become much more interesting.

The Thunder Giant Ape stood behind Wu Tianlei, causing countless onlookers to glance sideways.

The ape's arms reached past its knees, its legs thick as pillars, red eyes and blue hair, with a tangible lightning sash floating at its neck.

"Is this Wu Tianlei's Thunder Dharma Appearance? Too exaggerated—I'd only heard of it before, never imagined I'd see the real thing today!"

"Too terrifying—this giant ape seems almost sentient; can Lu Jing even block their attacks?"

"Even if he could block it, it would surely be a struggle—this isn't a dharma appearance at all, it's clearly a materialized high-level demon beast!"

"If Lu Jing had attacked directly, Wu Tianlei might not have gotten the chance to use this move; unfortunately, Lu Jing is overconfident—he's likely to be overturned."

A buzzing discussion rose from the spectator seats.

The photographers below also hurried, circling the stage to capture details of the Thunder Giant Ape.

"I heard Wu Tianlei single-handedly held back the demon beast rampage in the Huāngshén Cónglín, defending the city."

"I've also heard he personally killed nearly ten thousand demon beasts, turning the wilderness outside the city to scorched earth—all thanks to this giant ape......"

Most people were discussing the potency of Wu Tianlei's move and Lu Jing's carelessness.

Just then, Wu Tianlei could no longer hold back; maintaining this form drained his stamina like water.

He suddenly erupted forward, thrusting both fists out simultaneously.

The Thunder Giant Ape mimicked his motion exactly, simultaneously blasting out its own double fists.

In an instant!

As if a Mount Tai crushing down, the attack fell, rolling currents of lightning serpents surging toward Lu Jing like a storm.

At this very moment, Wu Tianlei, hailed as the number one person of the martial hall, finally unleashed his full strength.

Over at the Taiwu Martial Hall, Hall Master Wang Weikang revealed a faint smile.

With this punch landing, the battle should be ending.

Finally.

Boom—

A terrifying pale-blue qi wave burst forth, tugging at everyone's hearts.

But the next moment, the expected scene did not appear—the Thunder Giant Ape's double fists were actually blocked by a massive creature.

On stage, a cluster of lightning exploded, turning into a vast sea of lightning that directly covered the entire platform.

A strange creature emerged from its cocoon, resembling a musk deer in body, with a dragon-like tail, covered in dragon scales and bearing two horns; it stood a hundred zhang tall, its form sturdy like an ancient divine mountain.

Yet when the ape's fists struck its body, not a ripple was raised.

"Holy shit, what is this thing!"

"I don't know—I have to tilt my head ninety degrees just to see its true form!"

"This looks like an auspicious beast, the qilin!"

Everyone was shocked, their eyes nearly popping out!

Originally, Wu Tianlei's summoning of a three- to four-story-tall giant ape had already amazed everyone, but Lu Jing actually condensed lightning into a divine beast qilin!

"You monkey, dare to call yourself a dharma appearance?"

Lu Jing's low voice rang out, piercing the thunder's roar and reaching everyone's ears.

"Where is Lu Jing?"

Lu Jing's figure was nowhere to be seen on the stage.

Everyone scrambled to locate the source of the sound.

Someone shouted, "Quick, quick—look at the qilin's head!"

There stood a youth with a long sword at his waist, atop the qilin's head, his features peerlessly handsome, a hint of coolness on his face.

"This monkey is your last trump card, right?"

Lu Jing asked, "Any other tricks left?"

Wu Tianlei's mouth slightly opened, his brain unable to think, a look of utter bewilderment on his face.

"Not speaking means there's none left?"

Lu Jing spoke softly, then a sudden aura erupted from his body, combined with the divine beast qilin beneath his feet, as if he would trample the demon king of the heavens!

"Then let's say goodbye to your little monkey!"

The qilin, the size of a small mountain, opened its heaven-devouring, earth-consuming maw and bit down from above—crack! —snapping the giant ape's skull in one bite!

Pfft—

The giant ape was bitten to death; the backlash caused Wu Tianlei to spit out a mouthful of heart's blood, feeling a sudden emptiness inside, as if fire were burning within!

Before he could recover!

Another sound—crack—

The giant ape's entire body was swallowed whole, as easy as crushing an ant.

The qilin raised its head and let out a long howl; the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing a soft golden sunlight.

The thunder giant ape, condensed from his innate talent, was devoured; Wu Tianlei's vision went black, standing in place, swaying on the verge of collapse.

Lu Jing leapt down from the qilin's head, landing steadily on the ground, blasting a large pit into the earth.

He waved his hand; the qilin began to dissipate, turning into lightning that returned to Lu Jing's body.

Immediately afterward, Lu Jing walked slowly toward Wu Tianlei.

Even though his opponent was gravely wounded, he had no intention of stopping.

"You brat, you dare?!"

In the spectator stands, Wang Weikang's eyes nearly burst with rage as he roared and sprang to his feet.

Except for him, everyone at the Taiwu Martial Hall, except for Chang Xiangyang, rushed toward the arena, trying to stop Lu Jing from acting.

Lu Jing looked at them and grinned.

Boom—

He threw a punch, and Wu Tianlei's body flew out like a torn rag, crashing onto the ground and convulsing.

"By the way, this is being live‑streamed......."

Lu Jing suddenly remembered something; he projected his spiritual power outward, instantly destroying the cameras set up around the arena and forcibly cutting off the live feed.

The upcoming footage will be unsuitable for children, and Lu Jing doesn't want his parents or Lu Leyi to see it.

After doing that, he kept chasing, leapt again with a kick, and sent the dog‑like Wu Tianlei soaring into the sky once more.

"Kid, if you dare kill him, I'll kill you!"

Wang Weikang roared, stepped onto the arena's edge, and seemed ready to charge straight onto the stage.

But the organizers weren't idle; a few unfathomable masters appeared in an instant and blocked him.

Wang Weikang's expression darkened as he could only watch from below as his beloved disciple was trampled by Lu Jing.

Boom—

Another kick shattered Wu Tianlei's bones as if they were glass; even if healed, he'll probably spend the rest of his life confined to a bed.

"Dammit, stop it!"

Wang Weikang could no longer hold back; he blasted out a punch straight at the staff blocking his path.

The opponent also thrust out a palm, sending a wave of qi outward, and the two stepped back a few paces together.

At that moment, a woman's voice rang out, "This is the Martial Way Conference, not a place for you to run amok!"

Everyone turned toward the voice and saw the woman who had read the rules on the first day step forward, staring at Wang Weikang with a solemn expression.

Wang Weikang, both frantic and angry, pointed at Lu Jing and said, "It wasn't me running wild; it was Lu Jing on the stage deliberately killing someone in front of the whole nation—does nobody intervene?"