Chapter 129: First of the Four Courtyards
The two figures instantly crossed a distance of fifty meters and bombarded together.
While!
The strong wind shot fiercely, and after the two of them struck, their bodies flew back, but the next moment, they continued to fight together.
Zhang Muyun's swordsmanship, as well as the combination of gold, became extremely sharp, indestructible, and unbreakable.
And Lu Ming's marksmanship, combined with the power of fire, is strong and domineering, destroying everything and destroying everything.
Both of them are representatives of the attack, both have extremely strong attack power, and when they fight, there is naturally nothing fancy, and they open and close, like a raging storm.
The disciples of the Four Courtyards in the stands, as well as the elders, stared at the middle of the field without blinking, staring at the figures of the two fierce battles on the battle platform.
Some of them are not good enough to cultivate, and they can even only see two lights and shadows on the battle platform, fighting fiercely and vigorously, and they can't see the specific battle situation at all.
Jingle bell...
After a few breaths, the two exchanged dozens of moves, and the scorching sparks splashed everywhere, and the thrilling battle made everyone forget to breathe, and their faces were red.
The roar became more and more intensive, the two fought faster and faster, and the fierce battle became more and more intense.
"Wonderful, so wonderful. ”
"Can you see the specifics of their fight?"
"It's just not exciting. ”
Insiders look at the doorway, and laymen look at the liveliness.
Some disciples with low cultivation looked at it with relish, and some disciples with high cultivation looked at it with solemn faces.
"Master, who do you think will win?"
A golden-robed elder asked the head of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.
A smile appeared on the face of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and he said: "The potential of the two of them has just been comprehended, and they are just beginners, and it is difficult to distinguish between them, and Zhang Muyun's physical body and martial arts are stronger than Lu Ming, but Lu Ming's cultivation is not trivial, and his true qi is strong and condensed, which is stronger than Zhang Muyun." ”
"But as far as I know, Zhang Muyun has mastered more than one Xuan-level martial art, but Lu Ming's bloodline has not exploded, but Lu Ming's bloodline is very peculiar, and it seems that it can only burst out a few breaths, so the outcome of this battle is unpredictable. ”
"Both of them are people with deep fortunes, and they have their own fate. ”
A golden-robed elder sighed.
After so many battles, the strange characteristics of Lu Ming's true qi and bloodline naturally couldn't hide from the eyes of the head of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and the strong people like the golden-robed elders.
But in the martial arts world, everyone has everyone's opportunities, which is normal, and with their identity, they naturally won't covet the opportunities of a few juniors.
The disciples under the sect have a chance, and they are happier, so that the sect can be stronger in the future.
"Can't win, Lu Ming must not win!"
Lu Yao and Lu Yunxiong's eyes were about to pop out, and they kept shouting in their hearts, hoping that Zhang Muyun would win.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Ming and Zhang Muyun had a fierce battle of more than a hundred moves.
More than a minute has passed, and there is less than a minute left for Zhang Muyun's blood to erupt. ”
Lu Ming's mind turned sharply.
"Two-handed swords!"
At this moment, a long sword suddenly appeared in Zhang Muyun's other hand.
A long sword in each hand, attacking Lu Ming.
"Two-handed sword!"
Lu Ming was taken aback.
Not only him, but everyone in the audience was surprised.
Two-handed swords, not everyone can cultivate, it can be said that only talented people can cultivate, two-handed swords, two swords cooperate with each other, and the power is stronger.
Whoa...
The sky was full of sword shadows, shrouded towards the landing.
"If there is such a move, then let's divide the winner and loser. ”
Lu Ming's eyes froze, and then the blood flashed, and the blood burst out.
"Explosion!"
Taking advantage of the explosion of blood, Lu Ming showed his strongest move.
The true qi in the body frantically surged towards the spear, converging at the tip of the spear, condensing into a point, and then suddenly exploding.
Rumble!
When!when...
There was a violent roar, followed by a sharp clash of gold and iron.
Swish!
A figure swept out, it was Zhang Muyun, he gasped heavily, and a sleeve disappeared.
Lu Ming stood in place, also out of breath, and cast an explosion, but it was extremely consuming true qi, but he was unharmed.
"How's it going?"
Everyone in the audience stared at the battle platform tightly, and their hearts were raised.
"I lost!"
Suddenly, Zhang Muyun sighed.
"What? Zhang Muyun admits defeat? Is it that the winner has already been decided? I think the two of them are fine. ”
"You are blind, you didn't see Zhang Muyun's sleeve shattered, a genius like them, they don't need to be injured to distinguish the winner from the loser, one move, or even half a move, can be counted as the winner and loser. ”
"I see, my God, isn't the first place this time Lu Ming. ”
"Yes, it's a dark horse, but it's too dark, it's black all the way. ”
Before the start of the big competition, no one could have imagined that Lu Ming could win the first place in the big competition.
Most people think that Lu Ming's ability to enter the top 30 is already very amazing.
No one will think about Lu Ming's first place, even if he dreams of it, almost everyone thinks that the first place should be born between Zhang Muyun and Duanmu Yunyang.
But the truth made everyone's jaws drop.
"Impossible, impossible!"
Lu Yao and Lu Yunxiong were dumbfounded.
"I can't go on like this, I can't let Lu Ming continue to develop, if it goes on like this, how can I have a place in the future, I must find a way to kill him!"
After the shock, Lu Yunxiong's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"Take!"
On the battle platform, Lu Ming clenched his fists.
"In this battle, Lu Ming won. ”
The referee announced loudly.
Rumble!
The scene instantly boiled, especially the disciples of Suzaku Academy, who shouted wildly.
"Lu Ming is invincible!"
"Long live Lu Ming!"
"Lu Ming, I love you!"
......
The disciples of Suzaku Temple, both men and women, shouted wildly.
No wonder they're so crazy.
Over the years, Suzaku Academy has been at the bottom of the four major courtyards, and has been repeatedly ridiculed by other courtyards, saying that it is unwilling to be aggrieved.
But now, a new disciple of the Vermilion Bird Academy, but he has achieved the first place in the bronze level competition, which is the honor of the entire Suzaku Academy, sharing honor and disgrace, they feel as if they have won, and they have a feeling of raising their eyebrows, and they are naturally crazy.
Among them, Pang Shi, Feng Wu and others shouted the loudest.
Lu Ming smiled and walked off the stage.
Naturally, it was impossible to get through the water surrounded by a group of disciples of the Vermilion Bird Academy, especially some female disciples, who desperately squeezed Lu Ming, although Lu Ming was not a gentleman, but he was also extremely embarrassed.
It took a lot of effort to squeeze around Mu Lan and them.
"Hey, you're too unrighteous to help me!"
Lu Ming was sweating profusely, and it was even harder than a big battle.
"Lu Ming, you are now a big celebrity in the Vermilion Bird Academy, how are you?
Mu Lan smiled but didn't smile.
(End of chapter)