Level Up in Martial World

Chapter 212: Trap

He could even see the sneer and disdain on Lu Zhen's face, which made him even angrier.

"You little runt, you dare," he roared as he followed Lu Zhen.

As he moved, even his avatar or the soul form also moved, travelling with him as if it was a part of the man's body.

His entire body blinked as if it was in a strange glitch as he followed Lu Zhen with seething rage in his eyes, leaving countless afterimages.

Lu Zhen sensed this with a sneer on his face, sprinting at a rapid pace.

…

"Did the envoy leave?" Huang Kai was stunned as he looked at the man leaving in the distance, his expression filled with fear.

However, his eyes turned lifeless as a hole was created right where his heart was.

Thud!

He fell to the floor with widened eyes.

"You bastard, you dared to harm my son…" Lu Ying's face was cold, as if she were devoid of any emotion.

Her eyes filled with killing intent as she saw the man leave in the distance.

"Patriarch," the cry of the Huang family grand elder sounded as they looked at the lifeless body laying on the floor.

Lu Ying's eyes suddenly turned to them as she took her Volgrith form again, her aura increasing by several degrees.

The grand elders, seeing this, gulped their saliva as they knew they were in trouble.

Ahhh!

The cry of the grand elders of the Huang family reverberated in the surroundings as blood splattered to the ground.

…

"Finish the rest of the soldiers. I will deal with that bastard," Lu Ying said expressionlessly as her body was soaked with the blood of her enemies.

"Yes, madam." The grand elders nodded their heads and started to slaughter the remaining army of the Huang family, while Lu Ying disappeared from there as if she never existed in the first place.

"You are dead," a strange glint appeared in Lu Ying's eyes as she moved at a peculiar pace. She didn't seem to be moving at all, as if her body were in a stationary position, but she covered a distance of a kilometre in moments, even faster than both the envoy and Lu Zhen.

….

"The guy has taken the bait," Lu Zhen thought expressionlessly as his speed increased even more. He could feel the ground vibrating around him every time the man was near, so Lu Zhen didn't even have to sense the guy to keep track of his location.

Lu Zhen searched his memories as he closely followed the routes.

"No matter where you hide, even if you are the son of Lu Ying, you won't survive, you little bastard," he roared with anger. Although he knew something was wrong with Lu Zhen, as if he was leading him to a trap, why would he care?

As a first-stage martial artist, he had the absolute confidence that he could deal with the little bug in front of him – that was his dao heart.

If he couldn't even deal with Lu Zhen, he could forget about his martial path advancing forward. Strength was his absolute confidence; after all, first-stage martial artists weren't said to be immortal for nothing.

However, slowly, he started to lose patience as Lu Zhen was always faster than him.

"Damn it." He gritted his teeth as he took back his avatar. Materializing this avatar consumed a terrifying amount of energy that could drain a second-stage martial artist in just an hour or so. Although it was nothing to him, it still caused him slight discomfort.

"Come." He took out a gourd and threw it in the air. Instantly, the gourd enlarged and floated in the air, defying gravity itself.

The man quickly climbed up the gourd as he pointed forward. "Go."

The gourd trembled as if it were alive before it took off at a marching speed.

"Let's see how much time you can run." A sneer appeared on the man's face.

"I should be very close," Lu Zhen thought as he looked in the direction where he could see a faint outline in the distance already.

However, his excitement didn't last long as Lu Zhen heard a tearing sound in the air.

Boom!

Before he could even move, he was hit by a terrifyingly heavy object that launched him into the air.

The ground cracked as Lu Zhen landed on the ground.

Cough! Cough!

Lu Zhen vomited blood as he looked up to see a terrifying aura descending on him, a gigantic fist covering his whole vision.

Lu Zhen's eyes widened as he felt his instinct scream at him, and the battle instinct took over. Somehow, he managed to move under the terrifying aura.

Naturally, Lu Zhen chose the best option; guided by his battle instinct, he gathered all his strength in his legs and escaped with full power in the blink of an eye.

However, a sneer appeared on the envoy's face.

"You are not going anywhere," as the left arm of the avatar moved and punched Lu Zhen again.

Lu Zhen's eyes widened as his mind was in a whirlpool of thoughts, thinking of a possible method. There was no time for dodging.

Helplessly, he could only cross his arms and hope for the best. His demonic Qi went towards his two arms, making them enlarge by several times their size in Lu Zhen's already hulking form.

Boom!

Lu Zhen was launched into the air as he was sent flying.

Cough!

Lu Zhen coughed up blood, feeling as if he were about to vomit his internal organs. Quickly, he closed his mouth, stopping it from coming out.

A small smile formed on Lu Zhen's face instead as he looked up in mid-air. With the momentum from the fist, Lu Zhen made his body feel light as a feather, causing him to travel farther and faster from the momentum he already gained from the fist.

Lu Zhen looked ahead as a small, familiar bamboo temple was revealed.

"Hey, Elv, I got the first-stage martial artist for you," Lu Zhen announced in a loud voice.