Chapter 103

Today, Lu Ming's accomplishments have reached the early stage of the eighth grade of martial arts, and with the strength of Zhan Long Zhen Jue, Lu Ming has surpassed the top nine level martial artists in the cultivation of true Qi.

But Lu Ming's flesh body, has achieved two grade small Cheng, he iron, only then one product big consummation.

In these two aspects, Lu Ming surpassed he tie. Therefore, Lu Ming could easily suppress he tie without exerting all his strength.

"He tie, based on your strength, can you say that you are a strong man? As I said, there is no difference between you and Jiang Hao. "

Lu Ming's voice rings, let he tie is roaring unceasingly, desperately toward Lu Ming.

"I'm not playing with you. It's almost over."

Lu Ming spoke softly, and then improved her strength.

Boom! Boom!

Lu Ming constantly displays the flaming dragon boxing. On his fist, there is a group of red real Qi wrapped. Every blow out, there is a faint sound of dragon chanting.

He tie couldn't resist it at all, and his body kept retreating.

After more than ten fists, he tie's throat was sweet and his mouth of blood gushed out.

He tie is going to lose!

All the people in the audience watched this scene in silence. They knew that he tie's defeat had been decided and he could not return to heaven.

Touch! Touch!

After a few punches, he tie is shaking all over and the blood in the air is overflowing.

At this time, he really wanted to admit defeat directly, but when he remembered what he had just said, "admit defeat," he held back.

Lu Ming sneered and suddenly added another force.

Card wipe!

He tie's arm sends out the sound of bone fracture, and his body retreats in succession. Lu Ming rushes up and hits he tie's stomach with a fist.

He tie screamed, his strong body flew out of more than ten meters, and fell heavily on the battle platform, which made the battle platform emit a violent vibration.

Lu Ming stepped out and came to he tie. Looking down at he tie, Lu Ming said with a light smile, "you just said you want to pinch my bones?"

"No... no, there is no chapter. I give up. I give up!"

He tie looks at Lu Ming's indifferent eyes. His heart is chilly. He is so frightened that he shouts "admit defeat.".

He knew that if he didn't admit defeat, Lu Ming would really pinch his bones.

"Oh? Give up? You said it yourself. If you break the contract, I don't mind breaking the contract. "

Lu Ming sneered.

He tie looks ugly to death. He did say before that if he admits defeat, he will roll down from the battle platform.

But at that time, he thought he would win. He didn't think he would lose, so he said that.

Now he really lost. In front of so many people, how can he do it?

But if he doesn't, Lu Ming can take this as an excuse and continue to attack him.

"Lu Ming, don't go too far. It's better to be a man."

On the stand, Yao Tianyu stood up and said coldly.

"Do you want to be a person? Yao Tianyu, before, why didn't you stay on the line? Now your man is lying at my feet like a dog, but I stand up and say what kind of man to stay on the line? What kind of nonsense is it? "

Lu Ming glanced at Yao Tianyu and yelled at him.

Yao Tianyu's face was instantly ugly and gloomy.

"Yao Tianyu, you don't have to talk nonsense there, because it's your turn soon."

After that, Lu Ming stopped looking at Yao Tianyu and continued to look at he tie, saying, "are you going to roll or not? If you don't, I'll let you go myself

Then he raised his feet and stepped on him.

In the process, the middle-aged referee did not say a word.

He will also uphold all the agreements reached on the stage.

"Wait, wait, I'll go! I'll get out of here

He tie suddenly cried out.

Instead of being interrupted by Lu Ming, he finally chose to "roll.".

Immediately, he was extremely humiliated to roll up on the platform, clumsy and ridiculous, rolling dozens of circles, and then plopped down the platform.

The whole audience was stunned and half loud before a burst of laughter.

He tie's face was flushed, and he had no face to stay. He ran out of the bronze platform.

After today, he tie will become a laughing stock.

On the grandstand, Yao Tianyu's killing machine is too strong to be changed.

He tie is his man, he tie is disgraced, and he is also disgraced.

"Lu Ming, Lu Ming, Lu Ming, I will not kill you, I will not be a man!"

Yao Tianyu roared in his heart, and the opportunity of killing was incomparable.

At this time, the referee announced that Lu Mingsheng.

Lu Ming has won nine games in a row, and is only one step away from winning ten in a row.

Countless people were looking forward to it.

In the history of Xuanyuan sword school, there are not many people who can make it to the bronze list in the first year.In the last decade, there was only one person.

That is now one of the golden level disciples of Xuanyuan sword sect, and the first master of all the disciples of Xuanyuan sword sect. He is known as Feng Wuji, one of the six heroes of the scorching sun.

Feng Wuji is a real genius.

Lu Ming, can we achieve it?

"In the next game, Lu Ming will fight against the strong one who has won nine games in a row. Who will come to the first battle if you win nine in a row?"

The middle-aged referee announced.

Half tone. No one's talking.

Nine wins in a row and ten wins in a row are only one match away. Of course, we should be cautious and prudent. Otherwise, if we lose, we will lose all our previous achievements.

Lu Ming's strength is unfathomable. Those disciples who have won nine consecutive games are not sure, so they will not play easily.

After waiting for half a ring, no one came forward. The referee said, "well, since no one comes up on his own initiative, I will draw lots. Whoever draws, he must come up."

This is also one of the rules of the bronze table. If it is not, some people have stronger strength and no one dares to fight with one of them. Isn't this person unable to attack the bronze list?

When the referee finished, someone came on the stage and handed him a box.

Inside the box, there are the names of all the nine winning disciples in a row.

The referee groped for a moment and took out a bamboo stick with a name on it.

"Wu Hao, you go to war."

The referee's voice was heard all over the court.

In the Western grandstand, a young man stood up with a trace of helplessness on his face.

Now that I've been drawn, I can only fight.

Wu Hao leaped several times and boarded the battle platform.

"Brother Lu, please!"

Wu Hao clasped his fist, and his face was extremely dignified.

Lu Ming can easily suppress he tie, making him feel a lot of pressure.

"Please Lu Mingdao.

When the referee announced the start, the two fought together.

Wu Hao was able to win nine games in a row. Naturally, he had real skills.

His body skills, martial arts and sword skills are all top-notch yellow level, and they have been cultivated to the sixth level. His talent is not high.

Unfortunately, he met Lu Ming and was doomed to failure.

Lu Ming didn't exert all his strength. With his huge sword in his hand, he used the Liuguang sword technique. After dozens of moves with Wu Hao, Lu Ming defeated Wu Hao.

After defeating Wu Hao, it means ten consecutive wins.

Ten wins in a row means that they are on the bronze list.

The whole place was boiling.

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