Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 102: Ghost Market Power (I feel like those two chapters won’t be finished until the weekend, only one update)
The ghost claw moved away, and a huge palm print appeared on the ground.

And below the palm print, there was a human-shaped mark that was more than ten feet wide and several feet deep. Lu Ming was lying on this mark, his skin cracked and blood flowing.

However, the Yang energy in his body was too strong, and the blood flowing out was like streams of magma, emitting scorching heat, and even the ghost claw was charred black.

"That's pretty exciting."

Lu Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly got up from the ground. His muscles and bones moved slightly and he returned to normal in an instant.

For injuries of this level, he doesn't need super-adaptive evolution. His own recovery ability is enough.

He had been in the secret realm for so long, and finally someone appeared who could slap him so hard that he had no power to fight back.

The ghost claws in the sky condensed again in an instant and took another shot.

"Om."

The Qi around Lu Ming was rising, and the platinum flame was burning. He looked up at the ghost claw, and the bloodthirsty Purgatory Blade appeared in his hand.

A precious light appeared, and the sword energy surged, slashing towards the ghost claw.

The sword energy instantly grew to ten feet long and collided with the ghost claw. The power of the magic weapon was indeed strong and it directly tore the ghost claw apart.

But the damage to the ghost claw was extremely limited. The thick black energy flowed, constantly repairing the broken wounds.

"Clang, clang, clang."

But this was exactly what Lu Ming wanted. He grabbed the Purgatory Blade with both hands, and the blade energy surged again, tearing the wound on the ghost claw again.

Then he took the opportunity to break forward and crashed directly into the wound.

The blazing Yang energy exploded from his body, and when the flames encountered the black air flowing on the ghost claws, they instantly burned like fuel.

Lu Ming concentrated all his energy on visualizing the [Sun Seal] in his mind, and surging Yang energy seeped out from every pore of his body. At this moment, it seemed as if the ghost claw was grabbing a scorching sun, or an ordinary person was holding a piece of hot charcoal.

It instinctively wanted to shake it off, but Lu Ming held the Purgatory Blade and stuck it firmly into the opponent's wound.

"Boom bang bang."

The ghost claws slapped the ground again and again, leaving deep claw marks on the ground.

Lu Ming quickly adapted to the repeated shocks. His body became stronger and stronger, and the flames around him became more and more intense.

"Break it for me!"

Lu Ming condensed all his Yang energy into a point and pierced it deep into the ghost claw like an iron spike. All the Yang energy seemed to turn into fire dragons, instantly drilling into every part of the ghost claw.

It was as if a brilliant firework was set off in the sky, and the ghost claws were shattered into pieces and turned into ashes.

Lu Ming landed lightly on the ground, his back facing away from everything.

Real men never look at explosions.

"Boom."

But the next moment, his right hand suddenly exploded, as if an invisible explosive force blasted his palm open.

Lu Ming looked down at the wound, which was charred black, as if it had been burned and exploded by high temperature.

"This kind of power..."

How come this power is exactly the same as the injuries caused by burning of my own Yang Qi?
Lu Ming slowly looked around. The ghost claw that he had defeated was suspended in the sky again, and then became part of a huge figure that stretched from sky to earth.

The sky tore open, revealing a strange figure shrouded in a black robe with only one eye visible, looking down at him from above.

In the weirdo's bony claws, there was a small scale.

【Trading Power Ghost Market Contract】.

Although he didn't know what this thing was, Lu Ming inexplicably had a new piece of information in his mind. "Power..."

This is the power exerted by the entire Rakshasa Ghost Market. All beings within the ghost market must abide by the transaction contract.

"You cannot escape: if you have not fulfilled your contract, you cannot leave. If you force yourself to leave the market, you will become a ghost slave."

In the void, it seemed as if chains appeared, blocking the surrounding void.

Lu Ming instantly felt that he could not escape from the secret realm even if he wanted to. He could not escape from the rules set by the Rakshasa Ghost Market.

"It cannot be refused: the contract signed must be fulfilled to the fullest extent. If you violate the contract, you will pay a fine a hundredfold."

A second echoing voice came from the void.

With the appearance of the second contract, there was an inexplicable connection between Lu Ming and the huge figure in front of him.

"You must not take something without paying: you must pay for what you take. If you take something without paying, you will pay for it yourself."

Immediately afterwards, the third contract followed.

Lu Ming suddenly felt waves of weakness rising from his body, and his body was squeezed by the forces coming from all directions.

In [Rakshasa Ghost Market], nothing is free. You have to exchange something for every breath of air and every space you take up.

Therefore, when the third contract was established, Lu Ming's strength, lifespan, and emotions were fading every moment.

Contracts came down one after another, ten in total.

Do not attack, do not cheat, do not disobey, do not use external force...

Layer upon layer of contracts form the rules of this world, just as water should flow downwards and fire should bring warmth, nothing can be changed.

Layers of Qi emerged from Lu Ming's body, and the most powerful and masculine force turned into flames and rose up. However, his magic weapons and his [Huitian Palace] were all sealed by an invisible force and were not allowed to be used at all.

He was even forbidden to attack the ghost in front of him, otherwise the same harm would fall on himself.

But if he does nothing, his power will continue to be drained away, because living in this world comes at a price.

He cannot leave yet. Once he leaves, he will violate the contract, and all his strength will be sucked away in an instant, and he will become a part of the ghost market.

It can be said that these ten unequal contracts take all possibilities into consideration.

"This power has transcended matter and reached a higher level."

Lu Ming's arm grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the broken arm was regenerated. He shook his arm, and it was stronger than before.

At the same time, a large amount of energy burst out from his body, constantly repairing his body.

Because the world is "deducting fees" from him all the time, making his body like a broken barrel with holes everywhere, his body is also repairing itself quickly.

But such a repair alone is not enough. As long as the influence of the contract is not eliminated, he will die completely when his energy is depleted.

All the energy accumulated in his body began to riot. In an instant, Lu Ming's body shrank and his face turned pale.

A large amount of energy rushed into his brain.

Deep in the invisible brain, countless nerves intertwined, countless thoughts surged, and gradually turned into a piece of paper with scattered light.

There seemed to be countless words surging on it, but because the words were changing every moment, the content on the paper could not be seen at all.

But the moment this piece of paper appeared, Lu Ming instantly understood its meaning. All the words combined together formed a line of words.

Infinite recursive trading rule!

(End of this chapter)