Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 170 I, I, I, Dog-footed I

"Lu Pingzhi is going to enter the palace..."

"he came!"

Lu Ming's behavior attracted the attention of the entire capital, and countless eyes were watching in the dark.

When they saw Lu Ming approaching the palace, everyone's heart was in suspense.

They suddenly remembered that Lu Ming had previously called on the emperor to confer the title of National Martial Saint on him in the busy city.

In today's world, the world is stable, unlike the turbulent times in the past. No matter how powerful a warrior is, he cannot usurp the title of saint.

And those martial saints of the past are now just tablets in the Martial Temple.

If a living person is called a saint, then where does that put the court and the royal family?
"He's going to enter the palace? Why hasn't Wu Miao stopped him yet?"

After Xing Bao's defeat, no one in the capital dared to challenge Lu Ming, and everyone could only place their hopes on Wu Miao.

Because the Temple of War had promised that as long as the royal family gave up power, the Temple of War would guarantee the power of the emperor and the royal family.

Wu Miao, you can't go back on your word.

However, as Lu Ming approached the palace step by step, the hearts of many nobles in the capital sank.

The Temple of Martial Arts did not appear.

Wu Miao broke his promise.

……

"This is the palace. It's so damn beautiful."

Lu Ming looked at the towering buildings in front of him and couldn't help but feel emotional.

All I could see was the glazed tiles in front of me, reflecting the sunlight, a brilliant golden glow. The crimson palace walls towered, and the layers of palaces stretched out like a divine realm stretching across the human world, silently looking down upon all living beings.

This is the center of the world.

It symbolizes the place of supreme power.

But today, Lu Ming will use this supreme power as a stepping stone to forge his own reputation.

The Shenwu Gate was wide open, and countless soldiers wearing bright armor rushed out. Although the court did not have the money to raise too many warriors as soldiers, there were still thousands of [Silver Armor Army] in the imperial palace.

These soldiers all have the strength of the first level of martial arts, and the powerful ones have even reached the third level of martial arts.

The several generals in charge of the Silver Armor Army are all at the sixth level of martial arts.

Together with the armed guards dispatched by the Temple of War, the safety of emperors of all dynasties was absolutely not a problem.

"I am Lu Ming, and I ask the Emperor to confer the title of Martial Saint of Protecting the Nation."

Lu Ming stood in front of the palace, channeling his Qi into his Dantian. His voice instantly spread throughout the palace and continued to spread outward, even to the entire capital city, where it could be heard.

"Bang."

Inside the hall, Emperor Chongde pushed all the pens, ink, paper, and inkstone on the desk to the ground. Although he didn't say a word, his face was terrifyingly gloomy.

It's too much to bully others, it's too much to bully others!
"Come here, go to the Martial Temple and ask if the things they promised me back then are worthless!"

Emperor Chongde's face was distorted and he spoke loudly.

Lu Pingzhi has even attacked at his doorstep, so is Wu Miao really just going to do nothing?
Outside the hall, eunuchs and palace maids knelt on the ground.

Several loyal eunuchs left this place in a hurry and prepared to go to the Temple of Martial Arts.

But before they could leave the palace, Lu Ming stepped forward. His figure exploded like a ball of black mist, and the next moment he appeared dozens of feet away.

Lu Ming had no interest in killing these ordinary soldiers, so he let them go.

"Protect the Emperor!"

The soldiers only saw Lu Ming's figure flash and he was already behind them, so they quickly prepared to chase him.

But every time Lu Ming took a step, he seemed to teleport and appeared dozens of feet away.

In just a moment, they were gone. "The Emperor refuses to confer the title, perhaps because he thinks I'm not strong enough?"

Lu Ming's figure moved around the palace like a ghost. Any guard who tried to get close to him couldn't even catch his shadow.

His figure was erratic, and his voice was erratic, echoing throughout the entire palace. He simply tore off the emperor's face again and again and stomped it hard on the ground.

"If the master insults the minister, he will die. We should sacrifice our lives to protect the master's face."

Suddenly, more than a dozen eunuchs rushed out from several dark rooms in the palace. The weakest of these eunuchs was at the sixth level of martial arts, and the three strongest ones were at the seventh level of martial arts.

These eunuchs are the most powerful military force in the palace.

When Taizu was still alive, he deliberately trained the eunuchs around him, not only teaching them to learn calligraphy, but also teaching them martial arts. Because eunuchs depended on the imperial power for their lives, at least compared to the vast majority of people in the world, eunuchs were loyal.

"Oh?"

Lu Ming's figure flashed and disappeared in the distance. The next moment, he appeared in front of a eunuch.

An unnatural red hue appeared on the eunuch's pale face.

The next moment, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The eunuch slowly lowered his head, only to find that a hand had already penetrated his chest and abdomen. Most importantly, the other party had grabbed the peerless magic weapon in his body.

"Don't try to be so arrogant in your next life."

Lu Ming slightly increased his strength, and the peerless magic weapon was crushed to pieces, and then the eunuch died instantly.

"Swish swish."

Lu Ming's speed was extremely fast. In just a moment, he seemed to have split into dozens of figures, each of which appeared in front of a eunuch.

His palm stretched forward like a dragon's claw. The seemingly ordinary attack seemed to contain the most exquisite martial arts in the world. None of these eunuchs could resist it.

A moment later, only corpses were left on the ground.

Lu Ming shook his palm, and his palm was like a lotus leaf, and all the blood slid down.

Lu Ming was walking through the palace as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in the garden.

His thoughts had long been locked on Emperor Chongde, and he was approaching the emperor step by step.

"Oh wow? So many people are welcoming me?"

Lu Ming stood in front of the Tianxin Palace and looked at the eunuchs and palace maids kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help but laugh.

This is where the emperor works daily.

Lu Ming took another step forward, and in a blink of an eye he had crossed the many steps and appeared in the hall.

Emperor Chongde, who was nearly hysterical, suddenly froze when he saw Lu Ming.

All the anger and anxiety in his heart turned into fear at this moment.

"I...I...I..."

He seemed to be trying hard to maintain his dignity as an emperor and tried to hold his head high.

"I, I, I, dog-foot I."

Lu Ming's body flashed, and one hand grabbed the collar of Emperor Chongde's clothes.

Emperor Chongde seemed to be under a spell and dared not move. He listened to the dirty words coming out of Lu Ming's mouth, but felt inexplicably ashamed.

"I called you before, why didn't you answer?"

Lu Ming increased his strength slightly and moved his entire face forward in front of Emperor Chongde.

He was already much taller than Emperor Chongde, and the powerful blood energy condensed to the extreme in his body oppressed the other party to the point that he couldn't even utter a word.

"Let me ask you, will you confer upon me the title of Martial Saint of the Nation?"

Lu Ming grinned, revealing his brilliant white teeth.

(End of this chapter)