Chapter 100

Eastern stands.

"Lu Ming, it's Lu Ming, a little bastard. He's really out of his power. He really came to challenge the bronze stage."

At Yao Tianyu's side, the red robed youth cried out.

"It's beyond our ability, but it's just right. We can send someone to kill him. What do you think, elder martial brother Yao?"

Another young man said coldly, then looked at Yao Tianyu.

Looking at Lu Ming on the platform, Yao Tianyu flashed the opportunity in his eyes and said, "yes!"

He has always wanted to find a chance to kill Lu Ming. Now that Lu Ming is on the bronze stage, he will not miss this opportunity.

On the stands in other directions, some of the genius on the bronze list also looked at Lu Ming curiously.

On the bronze stage.

"Lu Ming, do you really want to challenge bronze stage?"

The middle-aged referee asked in surprise.

"Not bad!"

Lu Ming nods again.

"Well, since you've decided for yourself, I won't stop you. Let's start the challenge now."

The middle-aged referee simply announced.

On the edge of the battle platform, she was very popular. She looked at Lu Ming curiously. Her eyes were shining. Then she moved and flew to the northern stand. She looked up with great interest.

At this time, the referee has announced that the scene is quiet, and they all look at it seriously.

Just now, the last new king just succeeded in the bronze list. Immediately, the new king of this year began to challenge again. It is really interesting to think of it. This has never happened in the history of Xuanyuan sword school.

Lu Ming, how far can we go?

Many people are curious.

"Who will fight me first?"

Lu Ming looks around and says in a loud voice.

Bronze stage challenge, the first five games, is more casual, anyone can challenge.

But after five games, we must have the same winning streak to fight each other. Otherwise, we can't show our strength at all.

The people below the martial arts division were silent.

Although they think that Lu Ming can't win a few games, Lu Ming's strength is still there. A few months ago, he has already had the nine strength of a martial arts division.

"I'll fight you."

A figure quickly jumped onto the platform.

"It's Duanmu Jinming of the white tiger Academy. It's said that his cultivation has reached the middle of the ninth grade of martial arts."

As soon as the man came on stage, there was a cry around him.

Duanmu Jinming is about 20 years old. His face is a little pale and his eyes are gloomy. He stares at Lu Ming and says with a sneer: "Lu Ming, you don't know how to bear it. You should come to challenge the bronze stage now. Ha ha, I'll stop you from the first scene. The new king will challenge the bronze stage. Such a thing will surely set a record of Xuanyuan sword school, which will last forever. ”

the tone of Duanmu Jinming is full of sneer and ridicule.

"As expected, you are the first Duanmu family to come up, but I found that your Duanmu family has one thing in common, that is, you have no skill at all, but you are as pure as fire and pure green as boasting."

Lu Ming's light way.

As soon as this speech comes out, the people of Duanmu family at the scene are furious.

"Damn it, damn it. I dare to look down on my Duanmu family."

"Duanmu Jinming, give me a hard hand, abolish him, let him know the strength of my Duanmu family."

"Kill him!"

...

Duanmu Jinming's eyes were gloomy, and said coldly, "Lu Ming, you will pay a heavy price for your words."

Duanmu Jinming, long sword scabbard, a white sword through the sword, extremely sharp.

With a wave of his hand, Lu Ming's huge sword, one meter and five meters long, appeared in his hand.

This huge sword was left by Zheng Qian before.

You don't have to use a firecracker to deal with such a small minion.

Moreover, Lu Ming also wants to try to see if he can exert the power of Liuguang sword with such a huge sword after his body is upgraded.

"Well, I don't have to say much about the rules. Now the duel begins."

The middle-aged referee announced.

"Hurry up, I don't have so much time. There are more than ten competitions in the future."

Lu Ming said faintly.

The tone was full of disdain. He didn't put Duanmu Jin Ming in his eyes at all. He also said that houman had more than ten contests, as if he could win ten games in a row.

"Nest, it's crazy."

"No, it's too arrogant. However, the more arrogant he is, the more he will be defeated. It will be his own shame."

All around, there was a lot of discussion.

"Damn it. I'll take care of you."

Duanmu Jinming roared, moved, and continued to rush towards Lu Ming.

"Tiger sword!"

Duanmu Jinming screams, and the sword is cut out. On the sword, there is a faint shadow of a tiger. It is extremely powerful. It cuts at Lu Ming."In the middle of the ninth grade of martial arts, is this the strength?"

Lu Ming turned the corner of his mouth slightly and cut it out with a sword.

This sword is very direct. It's not any sword technique. It's just a random chop. It's totally brute force.

When!

The sword was directly cut on Duanmu Jinming's sword. Then people could see that Duanmu Jinming's sword was bent and deformed, and the body of the sword hit Duanmu Jinming's chest heavily.

Duanmu Jinming's eyes suddenly protruded.

Boom!

With a roar, Duanmu Jinming's body was like a shell. It flew backward and flew out for more than 20 meters. Then he glided on the platform for more than ten meters and fell down.

All of a sudden, it was like a whole moment of silence.

Even, many people are still shouting Lu Ming's arrogant words, but at this moment, their expression is so rigid.

One sword, actually only one sword, ordinary sword, directly blew Duanmu Jinming out of the battle platform.

Is that too strong?

Is the gap too big?

"Good, elder martial brother Lu Ming is very powerful."

Pang Shi reacts and shouts excitedly.

At this point, other people react.

"Isn't that... Too good? A solution to Duanmu Jinming

"Indeed, it seems that I belittle Lu Ming. In my opinion, Lu Ming should have the strength of the later stage of the ninth grade martial arts master, and even the peak of the ninth grade martial arts master."

"This strength, winning five times in a row, should not be a big problem."

"The new king is the new king. We still underestimate him."

Many of their faces turned solemn, and those who despised Lu Ming before felt that their faces were a little red.

"Who else will fight?"

Lu Ming doesn't even look at Duanmu Jinming who has fallen off the battle platform, but continues to look around.

"I'll do it!"

Then a young man jumped onto the stage.

"Younger martial brother Lu Ming, please give me more advice."

This young man has the late cultivation of Jiuchong, but he dare not despise Lu Ming's polite way.

"Yes, please."

Lu Ming said with a smile.

Boom!

This young man, using an iron bar, waved it, howled and had extraordinary prestige.

Lu Ming was a little polite to the young man, and after ten moves, he was knocked out of the stage.

Two wins in a row.

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