Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 129 What kind of monster is this?
Yin Baihua watched Lu Ming killing calmly. This boy's strength was completely beyond his expectations.

It was obvious that he was only at the fifth level of martial arts and hadn't even condensed his true energy, but he killed those natural spirits as easily as slaughtering pigs and dogs. These natural spirits that had just devoured tens of thousands of troops and hundreds of martial arts masters were unable to fight back in front of him.

The main reason is that this kid's ability is indeed too restraining to the natural spirit.

The many attacks of the nature spirits did not cause any reaction on him, but the terrifying power and masculine energy he unleashed was enough to severely injure any nature spirit with just one palm strike.

In just a dozen or so breaths, only three of the natural spirits were left.

Yin Baihua's pupils flickered slightly.

Authority and puppet.

Invisible threads immediately descended from the void and wrapped around Lu Ming's body.

These silk threads moved up and down, and Lu Ming's body moved accordingly.

"Ok?"

Lu Ming suddenly found that his body was out of control again. He tried hard to get rid of this power, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't even control a single finger.

He immediately realized that he was under the control of authority.

Authority is like rules, which are difficult to violate with human power. At least Lu Ming's current power cannot go against the rules.

"what!"

But the next moment, Lu Ming roared, and the blood in his body was surging. The strong energy burst out and turned into a solid flame rising up. Even his eyes were red.

"Is this going to be desperate?"

"It's just a last-ditch effort."

Yin Baihua watched all this from a distance, a faint smile in his eyes. He had seen too many warriors controlled by his authority. But authority is authority. Unless you are of the same level, no matter how strong you are, you cannot resist authority.

"I'm sorry, you're too strong and must be weakened."

He raised his hand slightly, but Lu Ming's right hand suddenly rose up and cut his left arm like a sharp blade.

"Thorn."

Even though his body was tough, his attack was even more powerful, and his left arm broke cleanly and fell to the ground.

"Isn't this a bit too strong? How about...cutting off two more legs? I remember you seemed to have some kind of spiritual power that could control your flight..."

Yin Baihua said to himself that he must control this toy carefully and must not kill it.

Otherwise, if this kid's origin falls on me, it would be very bad.

He has been restraining himself from killing people, because once he kills someone in the [Constant Tank], it will become part of the rules of this world and it will be difficult to escape.

But authority is an external object after all, and in many cases it cannot be controlled as precisely as the human body, so he must be extremely careful.

It was just like the times before when he felt he was being spied on, and his authority automatically struck back. Fortunately, he didn't actually kill anyone, otherwise he would be trapped here.

When Yin Baihua was considering whether to chop off Lu Ming's legs, her pupils suddenly shrank.

What did he see?
He saw the boy with a broken arm. Suddenly, granulation tissue began to grow wildly from the broken wound. In the blink of an eye, bones grew, and flesh and blood covered them, and a complete arm grew out.

"This... what kind of power is this?"

Everything before him shattered his cognition.

If this was the power of some authority, he could still accept it, but he was very sure that the person in front of him was at the fifth level of martial arts, a living human being, without any fluctuations of authority.

What the hell is this monster?
At this moment, Lu Ming suddenly raised his head.

"Buzz buzz buzz." His muscles were bulging, and one could clearly see that his body was wrapped with countless invisible thin ropes, causing many parts of his body to be concave.

"This...how is this possible?"

Yin Baihua opened his eyes wide again. His puppet thread was invisible and intangible. It was just a conceptual constraint and control. How could it reveal its movements?

"Damn it, you've plotted against me so many times..."

"I want you to die!"

Lu Ming looked at Yin Baihua, and suddenly a sinister smile appeared on his face.

Yin Baihua suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. He was a powerful warrior of the seventh level of martial arts and a powerful being who held power. How could he be frightened by a small warrior?

But at this moment, after feeling a great threat, his authority began to operate autonomously.

"Pfft."

The nails on Lu Ming's right hand grew rapidly, like sharp daggers, piercing directly into his eyes and even his brain.

Yin Baihua's heart sank. This was not what he wanted.

Well, any authority comes from between heaven and earth. Although authority doesn't have the same significant side effects as divine weapons and evil gods, it does have some impact.

For example, his puppet power. After using it for a long time, he can't even tell whether he is holding the power or has become a puppet of the power.

While he was manipulating others, he was also constantly influenced by authority.

For example, right now he was suddenly killing people. He knew that killing people in the [Constant Tank] would have very bad consequences, but his body still couldn't help but control the power to do this.

Even after he watched the puppet he controlled commit suicide, he felt a strong sense of satisfaction from inside out.

However, Lu Ming, whose eyes and brain were pierced by the fingers, did not die. He even pulled out the fingers as if nothing had happened. His eyes and brain quickly healed and even became stronger.

With his adaptability, if he is penetrated a few more times, his eyeballs will probably become harder than his skin, and it is estimated that fingers will not be able to penetrate them.

"This is the third time. I'm going to fuck you to pieces!"

Anyone who is controlled and has his eyes gouged out three times in a row will become furious.

Lu Ming was so angry, but Yin Baihua was even more nervous than him. This was too weird. To say that a broken arm could grow back was weird, but it was still acceptable.

But your brain is exploded, why are you still alive?
Have you lost your vital points?

"Kakakaka."

At this moment, Lu Ming's muscles swelled even more, and the puppet threads wrapped around his body became clearer.

"collapse!"

With a slight sound, all the puppet strings on his body broke instantly.

But Yin Baihua staggered, as if he had been pulling a rope with someone in a tug-of-war, and now the other person had let go of the rope.

But he wanted to emphasize again that this puppet thread was a product of concepts and rules, and had no actual form, let alone being wrapped around other people's muscles.

What is going on? Why can his puppet thread, when wrapped around the opponent, appear to be in a state of "breaking"?

This is too nonsensical.

In shock and anger, an illusory interlaced cross appeared between his hands, with silk threads wrapped around the cross, and these threads hung down and extended into the void, as if there were countless of them.

As soon as he thought about it, these silk threads began to cover Lu Ming's body.

(End of this chapter)