Chapter 269: Chapter 269: Must Die

In the hotel, Lu Yilin said impatiently, “What, still haven’t made up your mind?”

Just then, the phone in Lu Jun’s pocket rang. He glanced at the caller and answered. Ding Yumian’s pleasant but worried voice came through.

“Lu Jun, did something happen on your end? The North Rain Mountain Tribunal has come to Pearl Academy and wants to take me away.”

Lu Jun’s mind exploded, and the fury he had been holding back surged uncontrollably as he coldly stared at Lu Yilin across from him.

“Oh? Looks like they’ve started moving.”

Seeing this, Lu Yilin understood and let out a sinister laugh. “Hahaha, there’s no one the Lu Family can’t make submit!”

The North Rain Mountain Tribunal held a high status in the southeastern region. If they truly intended to arrest someone from the Academy, Pearl Academy might not be able to stop them.

Lu Jun took a deep breath and said into the phone, “Are you okay? Don’t go with them no matter what.”

“Mhm, I’m fine,” Ding Yumian calmly replied. “I know someone is probably targeting you and using me to get to you, so I’ve been refusing to cooperate. Dean Xiao and Director Fu are trying to block them, so I called to let you know.”

“Alright then.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun said emotionlessly, “Very soon, they won’t bother you again.”

Ding Yumian realized something and quickly said, “Hey hey, don’t do anything rash…”

Before she could finish, Lu Jun hung up the phone. With a gaze like staring at a dead man, he fixed his eyes on Lu Yilin and said, “One last question. Did your father and older brother also have a hand in this?”

“Hahahaha, are you scared?” Lu Yilin laughed wildly, utterly unaware of his impending doom. “Of course! Without their authorization, how could a mere student like me mobilize the Tribunal?”

“I’m going to kill you.”

Lu Jun stated it flatly like a fact. Murderous intent surged around him. Without any hesitation, he made his move. His eyes flickered with black and red light, and a vast psychic force wrapped in Curse magic surged toward Lu Yilin.

Caught completely off guard, Lu Yilin hadn’t expected this side branch of the Lu Family to dare resist.

Luckily, the middle-aged mage who had been standing beside him all along made his move. A transparent wave of mental power surged out, forming a barrier to shield Lu Yilin.

Boom boom boom muffled thunder rolled through the void, the air twisted, and a psychic-level clash erupted. Wisps of black and red smoke hissed and leaked out.

This Lu Family elder was evidently at the peak of the High Tier with mastery in three elements, and he possessed Fifth Realm psychic strength. It was clear the Lu Family had anticipated that Lu Jun might act and specifically stationed this senior mage here to guard Lu Yilin.

Lu Jun’s gaze turned icy. As his cultivation rose, the enemies he faced increasingly included old veterans, no longer limited to peers.

The elder sneered. “Young man, don’t be so hot-headed. In the end, you’ll only suffer.”

Lu Jun’s expression grew more bloodthirsty as he stepped forward. But before he could act again, Mo Fan moved first. With Flame Empress possessed, surging violet spirit flames combined with reddish-brown Tribulation Fire, forming a dual corona. He punched forward Solar Fist: Nine Dragons Ascend the Heavens!

Boom!

The elder, caught off guard by the bystander’s intervention, only had time to cast Earth Element: Rock Barrier. But the flames engulfed him completely. The terrifying force and scalding heat blasted him straight out into the street.

Smoke billowed instantly. The mall wall showed signs of fiery erosion, and a deep scarlet lava trench stretched over a hundred meters along the marble floor.

Mo Fan cursed loudly, “Old bastard, how dare you bully others like this? What damn noble clan? Think you can throw your weight around? You think Old Lu has no brothers?”

“Old Lu, let’s go! I’ll hold this guy off!”

He shouted, and Zhao Manyan scratched his head before flipping his hair with flair and said, “Oh well, since even Mo Fan’s getting involved, I guess I should too.”

At that moment, the elder crawled out of the charred crater in the distance, seething with hatred. “You dare interfere in Lu Family internal affairs?!”

Zhao Manyan, the second son of the Zhao Family another noble clan had never feared trouble. He sneered and cast golden Holy Shields one after another, layering Water Armor and Wind Robe on Mo Fan.

And that wasn’t all Nan Jue, with her heroic androgynous aura, also made her move. Her face was stern. Plant Element activated as dozens of vines burst from the ground, entangling the Lu Family elder.

She had been watching everything. Her military-born sense of justice simply couldn’t allow such abuse of power by the wealthy to go unchallenged.

Besides, she shared a bond with Lu Jun as comrades-in-arms. Back during the Yangtze flood season, they had fought side-by-side, and she held immense respect for his capabilities. If Lu Jun were to be replaced by someone like Lu Yilin especially now that his true, vile nature had been exposed Nan Jue couldn’t accept it. The team would only worsen.

Seeing Nan Jue stand up, Ai Jiangtu didn’t hesitate either. Without a word, silver light shimmered around him as Space Magic burst forth. His stance was one of solidarity after all, he found this whole situation infuriating.

“Aiya ya, Lu Jun, such a handsome little guy… I haven’t looked enough yet.”

Jiang Shaoxu, with her seductive figure swaying, her eyes gleamed with Psychic Light, secretly lending support.

Meanwhile, Guan Yu snorted, “Idiot. Letting this guy into the national team is a disgrace to all of us.”

In just a few seconds, more than half the National Team stood with Lu Jun, resembling a rallying cry with everyone following suit.

This was the manifestation of true prestige acknowledged and respected by all, worthy of the position.

Aside from Mu Tingying and a few others who hadn’t moved, even Guan Yu had joined in, seemingly to add the finishing touch.

Despite most of the National Team still being at the Mid Tier, their diverse skill sets and coordinated teamwork, with Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu as the main offense, managed to suppress the Lu Family elder step by step.

“How could this be? You all…?”

Lu Yilin was utterly panicked. His heart sank as he failed to understand why these sons of other great clans were standing on the side of commoners.

Lu Jun cast a glance at a few of them, but didn’t pay them any mind. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Lu Yilin, murderous intent surging.

Boom!

His entire body surged with blood and qi, crimson energy swirling around him. Dense red muscle membranes surfaced all over his body, like devil’s ritual markings spreading out.

In the next moment, Lu Jun moved at an astonishing speed, dashing like a phantom. With a brutal shoulder slam, he shattered Lu Yilin’s casted Light Element Intermediate Spell, Light Protection: Guardian Shield, into pieces.

The golden shield burst apart, fragments of light scattering like glittering gold dust in the air.

Seeing Lu Jun charging like a savage dragon, impervious to several spells that simply bounced off his body, Lu Yilin’s mind was deeply shaken. Panic seized him as he shouted in fear, “No, I’m a direct bloodline of the Lu Family! If you touch me, your whole family will die!”

“Those who bring doom upon themselves deserve no pity.”

Lu Jun’s face was full of killing intent. He closed the distance and grabbed Lu Yilin by the throat, lifting him high like a chick being plucked up.

Everyone watching was dumbstruck. Jiang Shaoxu’s red lips parted slightly as she murmured, her enchanting eyes dazed, “This is way too brutal…”

Zhao Manyan was even more shocked, exclaiming, “Mo Fan, your friend is a damn monster!”

After all, at the third stage of Blood and Qi, with a body akin to an Advanced Warrior-level physique, Lu Jun didn’t even need to use magic to deal with Lu Yilin with ease.

Besides, what could compare to the satisfaction of taking revenge with one’s own hands rather than through magic destruction?

Rip!

Suddenly, the sound of flesh being torn echoed, accompanied by Lu Yilin’s earth-shattering screams.

Lu Jun stood tall at the center of the field, his powerful frame drenched in blood. He held Lu Yilin up with one hand, while the other hand yanked on the latter’s arm. With a savage tug, the entire arm was ripped from its socket, blood gushing out like a waterfall.

Bathed in blood, with his qi and blood soaring, he looked like a demonic god.

Not to mention the panicked onlookers in the mall who began screaming one after another—even the battle-hardened National Team members felt a tinge of fear.

Lu Jun’s pupils gleamed with spiritual brilliance, directly stimulating Lu Yilin’s mind to full clarity, amplifying his pain dozens of times over. Cold and merciless, Lu Jun disassembled his opponent like a machine flesh piece by piece, bone by bone.

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