89: Chapter 89 Nipped in the Bud

It instantly tore through the air in front!

In the Void Realm, it left behind a visible white shockwave!

The power of this single spear strike...

was more than ten times stronger than when she practiced by herself before!

"Did you grasp it?"

Su Yu let go of his hand and stepped back half a step.

Lin Xiaoxiao stood frozen in place.

Looking at the long spear still trembling slightly in her hand.

An unprecedentedly bright light burst forth from the depths of her eyes.

She grasped it!

The ultimate pleasure of power being perfectly controlled, with her Martial Will and Physical Body merging into one!

"I... I understand!"

Lin Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked at Su Yu.

Her clear, large eyes were filled with stubbornness and gratitude.

He was even willing to let her comprehend such a precious Martial Will.

She must absolutely not let him down!

"Continue."

Su Yu sat back down on the sofa.

"Yes!"

Lin Xiaoxiao turned around.

This time, she cast aside the distracting thoughts in her mind.

She gripped the long spear tightly.

Feeling that intimate will belonging to Su Yu.

Her spear-practicing movements became increasingly serious and hard-working.

Inside the entire living room, only the sharp, piercing whistle of the long spear tearing through the air remained.

...

At the same time.

The outskirts of Capital.

Deep underground in a desolate abandoned industrial zone.

This was a top-secret stronghold of the Abyss Cult in Capital.

Chilly.

Damp.

The air was permeated with a thick, nauseating smell of blood and putrefaction.

In the center of the wide underground hall.

A crimson altar piled high with countless white bones was exuding a dim light.

Several figures shrouded in large black robes were surrounding the altar.

The atmosphere was exceptionally oppressive.

"How is it?"

The leading black-robed person had a hoarse voice, exuding a bone-chilling coldness.

"Have the movements of the subjugation mission been confirmed?"

Beside him, a hunchbacked black-robed person immediately stepped forward.

Bowing respectfully.

"Lord Bishop, it has been confirmed!"

"Our secret agent inside the military department has sent back exact news."

"Capital Martial Arts University Vice Principal Nie Changkong has secretly mobilized a batch of military elites, and is gathering toward the outer perimeter of our suburban area!"

"At the latest by tomorrow morning, they will launch a full-scale attack!"

"Hmph."

The black-robed person called the Bishop sneered.

Under his hood, two dim green ghost fires flickered.

"Just as I expected."

"That trash Shadow Blade was captured alive, and definitely couldn't endure the Soul-searching secret technique, revealing the location of our stronghold."

"That old thing Vice Principal Nie Changkong thinks he has caught our tail and wants to wipe us out in one go."

The Bishop raised his head and swept his gaze across everyone in the hall.

His tone exuded a crazy cruelty.

"Little does he know!"

"This is also the best time for our counterattack!"

"Has the position of the Human Race Martial Saint been determined?"

The Bishop suddenly turned his head and looked at another black-robed person in charge of intelligence.

"Confirmed!"

That black-robed person's tone was exceptionally certain.

"The three Martial Saints originally stationed inside Capital."

"Two have been urgently dispatched to guard the abyss cracks in the northern border."

"The remaining one is responsible for guarding the center of Capital, and must not leave easily!"

"Furthermore!"

The black-robed person smiled coldly.

"As long as Vice Principal Nie Changkong launches the subjugation here tomorrow morning."

"Once the abyss Formation set up in our stronghold is activated, it will erupt with strong abyss pollution."

"That Martial Saint guarding the center will inevitably be drawn by this aura, concentrating all attention on our suburban area!"

"He will definitely have no time to attend to other places!"

"Very good!"

The Bishop suddenly waved his wide robe sleeve.

In his dim green eyes, murderous intent flashed violently.

"This decapitation operation must be fast!"

He turned around and faced the crimson altar piled with white bones.

In the center of the altar.

A bottomless black vortex was slowly rotating.

From deep within the vortex, a terrifying pressure that made all Great Grandmasters feel their Souls tremble faintly leaked out!

"For this operation."

The Bishop's voice carried a hint of fanatical trembling.

"The cult's higher-ups spared no expense consuming one hundred thousand living Souls to forcibly tear open the plane barrier."

"And summoned a true Demon Saint to descend!"

Demon Saint!

Hearing these two words.

All the black-robed people in the hall couldn't help drawing a sharp breath.

Their bodies trembled involuntarily.

That was an absolute overlord in the abyss comparable to the Human Race Martial Saint!

It was a destructive natural disaster in the true sense!

"That brat Vice Principal Nie Changkong indeed has some strength."

The Bishop sneered, his tone full of disdain.

"But after all, he is just a Martial Emperor whose vitality has broken 100 million!"

"In front of Lord Demon Saint, he definitely cannot be an opponent!"

"Even if he brings the military elites, he can only be tightly dragged down in this suburban area by Lord Demon Saint's aura!"

The Bishop suddenly turned around.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the thick underground rock layer, directly piercing the magnificent institution in the center of Capital.

"And us!"

"We will take advantage of this excellent opportunity!"

"Bypass Vice Principal Nie Changkong's blockade line and directly penetrate deep into Capital Martial Arts University!"

"There is only one target!"

The Bishop's finger suddenly pointed to the photo of the cold-looking teenager on the holographic projection.

Su Yu!

"This Genius named Su Yu is too much of a Prodigy!"

"At eighteen years old, he has Form-Manifesting Spear Intent, his vitality has broken a thousand, and his talent is Heaven-Defying!"

"If he is allowed to grow up, he will definitely be a thorn in the side of our Abyss Cult in the future!"

"He must be executed!"

The Bishop's voice echoed roarfully in the empty underground hall.

Carrying unquestionable determination.

"We will lead all the elite death warriors in the stronghold to sneak into Capital Martial Arts University."

"Find him in the shortest time, and tear him apart!"

"Finally, before the Human Race Martial Saints gather."

"Bring Lord Demon Saint and forcibly retreat through the teleportation Formation!"

The Bishop raised his hands high.

Like a fanatical believer giving a final carnival speech.

"With the fastest speed!"

"The smallest cost!"

"This peerless Genius of their Human Race..."

"Completely snuffed out in the cradle!!!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Inside the underground hall, all the black-robed people simultaneously erupted into exceptionally fanatical roars.

The murderous intent almost completely froze the air underground.

The night was deep.

Inside the living room of the Capital Martial Arts University freshman apartment, quietness finally returned.

Su Yu finished tonight's teaching, and sent away Lin Xiaoxiao, whose whole body was soaked in sweat and whose legs were somewhat weak when walking.

Closing the door.

Su Yu did not go to rest immediately.

He sat alone on the sofa, continuously replaying the scene of Lin Xiaoxiao practicing the spear just now in his mind.

A trace of contemplation flashed in his deep eyes.

"The exertion of force is still not pure enough."

"Although guided by my Spear Intent, her control over vitality still remains at the superficial stage of a Martial Artist."

Su Yu secretly reviewed in his heart.

He was an exceptionally pragmatic person.

Since he agreed to teach, he must teach with results.

"Tomorrow I need to change the method."

"Simple straight thrusts are too monotonous; she must learn to instinctively mobilize her vitality under extreme pressure."