Eastern Stand.

"Lu Ming, it's Lu Ming, a little mongrel, who is really overwhelmed, and he really came to challenge the bronze platform. ”

Beside Yao Tianyu, the red-robed young man shouted.

"It's really self-defeating, but it's just right, we can send someone to kill him then, Senior Brother Yao, what do you think?"

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

Yao Tianyu looked at Lu Ming on the platform, his eyes flashed with murder, and said, "Yes!"

He had always wanted to find an opportunity to kill Lu Ming, and now that Lu Ming ran to the bronze platform by himself, he naturally would not let go of this opportunity.

In the stands in several other directions, some geniuses on the bronze list also looked at Lu Ming with curiosity.

on the bronze table.

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

The middle-aged referee asked in surprise.

"Not bad!"

Lu Ming nodded again.

"Okay, since you have decided for yourself, then I won't stop you, so let's start the challenge now. ”

The middle-aged referee announced very dryly.

On the edge of the battle platform, Feng Xinglie glanced at Lu Ming very curiously, his eyes flashed, and then his body moved, and he flew up to the northern stand, looking at it with great interest.

At this time, the referee had already announced, and the scene was quiet, and everyone watched it seriously.

Just now, the rookie king of the previous session just hit the bronze list successfully, and immediately, this year's rookie king began to challenge again, thinking about it, it is really very interesting, this has never happened in the history of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Lu Ming, how far can you go?

Many people are curious.

"Whoever comes to fight me first!"

Lu Ming looked around and said loudly.

The bronze platform challenge, the first five, is relatively casual, and anyone can go up to challenge.

But after five games, you have to play against each other with the same winning streak, otherwise, you won't be able to show your strength at all.

The people below the ninefold martial artist were directly silent.

Although they felt that Lu Ming would not be able to win a few battles, Lu Ming's strength was still there, and a few months ago, he already had a combat power comparable to that of a martial artist.

"I'm here to fight you. ”

A figure quickly jumped onto the battlefield.

"It's Duanmu Jinming of the White Tiger Academy, and it is said that his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Ninth Martial Master. ”

As soon as this person came to the stage, there were shouts all around.

Duanmu Jinming, about twenty years old, his face was a little pale, his eyes were gloomy, he stared at Lu Ming at this time, and sneered: "Lu Ming, you don't know how to forbear, you actually came to challenge the bronze platform now, haha, I will let you stop the first game, the rookie king challenges the bronze platform, stop the first game, such a thing will definitely create a record of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and it will last for generations." ”

Duanmu Jinming's tone was full of sneers and mockery.

"Sure enough, your Duanmu family was the first to run up, but I found that your Duanmu family has one thing in common, that is, you don't have any ability, and you are perfect for selling and boasting. ”

Lu Ming said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the people of the Duanmu family at the scene were immediately furious.

"Damn, damn it, you dare to underestimate my Duanmu family. ”

"Duanmu Jinming, give me a cruel hand, abolish him, and let him know how powerful my Duanmu family is. ”

"Scrap him!"

......

Duanmu Jinming's eyes were also extremely gloomy, and he said coldly: "Lu Ming, you will pay a terrible price for your words." ”

Duanmu Jinming, the long sword came out of the sheath, and a white sword light came out through the sword, extremely sharp.

Lu Ming waved his hand, and a giant sword with a palm width and a length of one and a half meters appeared in his hand.

This giant sword was left by Zheng Qian before.

To deal with such a little minion, you don't need to use a fire pattern gun.

And Lu Ming also wanted to try if he could exert the power of the streamer sword technique with such a giant sword after his physical body was raised.

"Okay, I don't need to say more about the rules, now the duel begins. ”

The middle-aged referee announced.

"Hurry up, I don't have that much time, and there are more than ten competitions ahead. ”

Lu Ming said lightly.

The tone was full of disdain, an expression that didn't put Duanmu Jinming in his eyes at all, and said that Houman still had more than ten competitions, as if he could really win ten in a row.

"Nesting, it's really rampant. ”

"No, he's too proud, but the more proud he is, the more he will be defeated, and he will be ashamed. ”

All around, there was a lot of discussion.

"Damn, see that I don't abolish you. ”

Duanmu Jinming roared angrily, his body moved, and he continued to rush towards Lu Ming.

"Tiger Sword Technique!"

Duanmu Jinming let out a long roar, and the sword slashed out, and on the sword, there was a faint phantom of a tiger, which was extremely powerful, and slashed towards Lu Ming.

"Martial Master Ninefold Middle Stage, just this bit of strength?"

The corners of Lu Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and he directly slashed out with a sword.

This sword is very direct, not any swordsmanship, just a random slash, completely with brute force.

While!

This sword was directly slashed on Duanmu Jinming's war sword, and then everyone saw that Duanmu Jinming's war sword was bent and deformed, and the sword body slammed heavily on Duanmu Jinming's chest.

Duanmu Jinming's eyes bulged out instantly.

Rumble!

With a roar, Duanmu Jinming's body flew out directly backwards like a cannonball, flying out more than twenty meters, and then slid on the battle platform for more than ten meters and landed on the battle platform.

The audience suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze at this moment.

Even, many people were still saying Lu Ming's arrogant words loudly, but at this moment, their expressions stiffened like this.

A sword, actually only used one sword, an ordinary sword, directly blasted Duanmu Jinming out of the battle platform.

That's too strong, isn't it?

The gap is too big, right?

"Okay, Senior Brother Lu Ming is mighty. ”

Pang Shi reacted and shouted excitedly.

At this time, others also reacted.

"It's... It's too powerful, isn't it?

"Indeed, it seems that I underestimated Lu Ming, in my opinion, Lu Ming should have the strength of the late stage of the Martial Master Ninefold, or even the peak of the Martial Master Ninefold. ”

"With this strength, five wins in a row, there shouldn't be much of a problem. ”

"The rookie king is the rookie king, and we still underestimate him. ”

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

"Who else will come up and fight!"

Lu Ming didn't even look at Duanmu Jinming, who had fallen off the battle platform, and continued to look around.

"I'll do it!"

Then, a young man jumped onto the battlefield.

"Senior Brother Lu Ming, please give me a lot of advice. ”

This young man has the cultivation of the late stage of the Martial Arts Ninefold, but he doesn't dare to despise Lu Ming, and he hugs his fists and says politely.

"Okay, please!"

Lu Ming said with a smile.

Rumble!

This young man, using an iron rod, waved it, roaring, and extremely powerful.

Lu Ming was a little polite to this young man, and it took ten moves to knock him off the battlefield.

Two wins in a row.

(End of chapter)