There was an uproar among the people around them, and a low exclamation was heard.

Not everyone had seen Lu Wu perform this eight-rank lower exercise, and not too many people recognized this exercise he performed in the martial arts practice field that day.

But today, with Liu Yunli Zhuyu in front, everyone naturally recognized this martial art.

"It's actually a Broken Yue Qiandie!" someone exclaimed, his expression full of disbelief, "That's the Eight Rank Exercises!"

"How could he perform this exercise?" someone exclaimed.

The Eight Qualities Exercise, in the perception of everyone, is not something that anyone can practice.

Practicing the Eight Grades requires extremely high talent and a solid foundation in martial arts.

Everyone never thought that Lu Wu would be able to perform such a level of exercises.

He ...... How is it possible!" Someone looked at Lu Wu's back, listening to the sound of waves constantly coming from the void, and only felt that the world was not real.

"This kid has such a talent!" someone thought so, looking at Lu Wu with the same contempt as before, his expression was full of solemnity, as if he had put Lu Wu in the same position as the children of the family.

Liu Shuye's face was calm, sitting upright, looking at Lu Wu's figure in the field lightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Liu Yunli leaned lazily on the chair and stared at the figure in the ring.

The girl's eyes flowed, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and a bright smile appeared on her delicate face.

On a high platform.

The few figures who were originally sitting quietly all opened their eyes at this moment, looking at the figures in the field in disbelief.

"This kid ......" Liu Tan looked back at Liu Tai with a stunned expression, his face full of incredulity: "Big brother, how can he know Xiao Li'er's technique?"

Ryu Tai's face was also full of disbelief, and he slowly shook his head.

His eyes swelled with a mysterious glow, staring at the young man in the ring, and he couldn't help but think back to the farce at the door of his courtyard not long ago.

At the time, he didn't pay much attention to the matter, and he didn't think much about the injuries of the other two teenagers.

He didn't want to worry about these things, but it was only because of Liu Yunli and Liu Shuye, and because the old housekeeper of the Liu family was involved, he dealt with Zhao Ming seriously.

But today, things are not as simple as I thought at the beginning.

Seeing the performance of this young man today, I am afraid that that night, Liu Nan and Liu Ji, the two young men, were planted in the hands of this kid.

Liu Tai's eyes changed inexplicably, but his face revealed a faint look of admiration.

A young man from a subordinate background, he has not received the slightest martial arts cultivation teaching since he was a child, but he can still have today's achievements.

This young man's talent is probably no less than that of those children in the clan.

Even more!

Thinking of this, he suddenly secretly admired Liu Yunli and Liu Shuye's eyes.

Liu Shouqi on the side had a slightly old face, and there was no wave in the ancient well, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion.

But his eyes were intertwined with strange lights, as if he was thinking about something, and at the same time revealed a thick incomprehension and a bitterly suppressed look of horror.

He turned his head slowly, and happened to meet the gaze of the middle-aged scribe dressed as a scholar.

The two looked at each other and exchanged glances, both of which saw the look in each other's eyes.

The two looked back at the young man in the ring, and there was a little more inexplicable scrutiny in their expressions.

For the first time, the middle-aged scribe dressed as a scholar took a serious look at the young man.

He had come with some kind of mission this time, but he made such an unexpected discovery.

He silently looked at the figure of the young man in the field, silent, and didn't know what he was thinking.

......

Whoa!

The sound of the waves rolling in the Yanwu Hall finally reached a peak.

Everyone looked at Lu Wu's back intently.

At this moment, among the white figures standing with long bodies, there was some kind of indescribable coercion revealed, which made everyone breathless.

At a certain moment, Qin Jingnan's eyes staring at Lu Wu suddenly tightened, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the qi and blood around him suddenly surged, setting off a monstrous might!

He looked wary and looked ahead in horror, as if sensing something.

Rumble!

A huge and vast wave of qi and blood suddenly exploded from the air!

One after another, blood-colored waves erupted from Lu Wu's body in an instant, and the terrifying power and majestic waves of power swept up, slapping in all directions with the momentum of the waves crashing on the shore!

Looking at that posture, it seems that he has completely transcended the level of the eight refinements of the mud tire!

Wow!

The martial artists on the side of the ring hurriedly propped up the Xuan Qi barrier to prevent this terrifying energy from overflowing.

Rao was like this, there were still wisps of strong wind swept away from the battle seat, and the cheeks of the young men who were cut were slightly painful.

The terrifying coercion spread from Lu Wu's body.

Lu Wu slowly raised his head, tilted his head, and looked at Qin Jingnan with a smile.

Qin Jingnan felt the terrifying power that made his scalp tingle, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

From the power that emanated from Lu Wu's body, he could feel the strength of the other party.

The foundation of Lu Wu's mud fetal realm is by no means below him, and even surpasses it!

The huge blood-colored air flow lingered around Lu Wu, and Lu Wu had a kind of demonic temperament, he looked at Qin Jingnan indifferently, and chuckled: "Give you a chance to say it again, who will roll off the stage like a dead dog?"

Hearing this, Qin Jingnan's face turned blue and white.

He looked back at a certain direction of the seat, but saw Qin Tianyou's cold gaze.

Qin Jingnan gritted his teeth, looked at Lu Wu on the opposite side fiercely, and said in a low voice: "Don't think that you can beat me in this way, who can have the last laugh is not certain!"

As soon as the words fell, one of his eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and streams of blood-colored air slowly rose out of her pores, merging into the qi and blood around her body.

A low roar came from the power aura around him as it slowly moved, causing a slight crackling sound to come from the air around him, as if it was difficult to carry this powerful energy.

Qin Jingnan seemed to have hooked all the energy in his body at this moment, and he was trying his best to deduce another powerful martial art.

Lu Wu felt the faintly powerful fluctuations coming from Qin Jingnan's body, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

Wow!

Qin Jingnan's palm suddenly turned pitch black, and some kind of faint light pattern faintly appeared under his skin, exuding indescribable mysterious fluctuations.

The air in the ring suddenly became cold, and Lu Wu only felt a faint discomfort between his breaths.

Tear and pull!

The air around Qin Jingnan's palms suddenly emitted a piercing crackling sound, as if it was torn apart by the powerful energy contained in one of his palms.

Qin Jingnan raised his head slowly, his eyes filled with some kind of scarlet light.

The blood qi around him quickly merged into one of his palms, making the light patterns under the palm lines even more brilliant.

"Heavenly Seal!"

Qin Jingnan suddenly burst into a loud shout, the green tendons on his forehead jumped violently, and his blood vessels were angry!

"It turned out to be the Heavenly Demon Seal of the Ninth Rank Martial Arts!" someone around exclaimed, obviously recognizing this martial art.

"It is said that the cultivation of the evil seal that day was extremely perverted, and he had to hide his anger with his liver every day, and raise his own qi and blood, so that his own qi and blood would turn into a rich evil qi. Cultivators need to suffer from the pain of evil qi invading their bodies every day, and the pain is unspeakable!" someone looked at Qin Jingnan with a look of fear, and his expression was full of vigilance.

"It's a ruthless man!" someone said with a solemn face.

"I heard that once this martial art is practiced, once the Heavenly Demon Mark turned into the palm of the palm is attached to the opponent's body surface, it can cause the opponent's qi and blood to boil violently, and the mind will be affected by the evil qi, and even go crazy in an instant!" someone swallowed and muttered.

Everyone didn't expect that this competition would be a frequent change, and the outcome was unpredictable.

Qin Jingnan's figure suddenly rioted, pulling out a long phantom behind him, and swept towards Lu Wu!

Looking at the speed, it is even faster than before.

Qin Jingnan poked out his palms with both hands, and the Xuanao light pattern under the palm pattern seemed to be attracted by some kind of force, which actually pulled his qi and blood over, turning into a blood-colored dao pattern in the palm of his hand.

Lu Wu held his breath and waited for the battle.

In the blood-colored Dao lines, he felt the violent fluctuations and thick evil aura of that word.

But that's not all.

Lu Wu pinched his fist prints with both hands, his breath was long and long, and some kind of mysterious fist intent slowly flowed out of his body.

Rumble!

His fist mark swung out, with a domineering and unrivaled aura, and calmly smashed towards Qin Jingnan.

Boom!

The offensive of the two collided heavily, setting off a huge energy fluctuation.

Lu Wu's fist mark touched the opponent's palm, and he suddenly frowned.

Fang Cai seemed to have something invaded his body, and there was a faint aura of restlessness and destruction, heading straight for his internal organs.

Seeing this, Qin Jingnan's eyes were filled with joy, and his palms were full of wind, and they all went forward to attack.

Lu Wu's fist intent flowed, his qi and blood rolled, and the fist prints of his hands smashed forward one after another, and the fist prints were wrapped in powerful and terrifying fluctuations, as if he was going to open a mountain and break the mountain, and it was the artistic conception realized from the thousands of stacks of broken waves.

Knock knock knock!

In an instant, the two of them had already passed more than a dozen moves, and Lu Wu became more and more courageous the more he fought, without the slightest fatigue.

"Not true. Someone suddenly spoke up and said in surprise: "Lu Wu doesn't seem to be affected by the evil qi!"

Some people also looked at the situation in the field with the same disbelief, and their faces were heavy.

In the ring.

The joy on Qin Jingnan's face slowly receded, replaced by a thick sense of surprise.

The strength that came from this Lu Wu's fist seal was more than heavy, and the fist intent became more and more ferocious.

It was quite easy to resist at first, but gradually it became more and more difficult.

That's impossible!

He was terrified.

His Heavenly Demon Seal has always come into contact with the other party's body, and it stands to reason that the other party should be miserable at the moment, and he is in danger of going mad at every turn.

But now it seems that Lu Wu is not only not affected, but is becoming more and more courageous!

Not only that, when the fists of the two touched, he always felt that the other party's physical body seemed to be stronger than his own, and he had a feeling of indescribability.

I always felt that what I was touching was not a fist, but a hammer made of some kind of divine iron.

Qin Jingnan was puzzled.

Of course, he wouldn't know that Lu Wu had to endure the pain of sword intent cutting his body every day after all these years of cultivation, and coupled with the previous copying of the Tai Xuan Secret Record, the tempering of his physical strength and viscera had reached an unbelievable level.

In the face of Qin Jingnan's evil qi that he had refined by himself, Lu Wu really wouldn't have much impact at the time.

Lu Wu was bathed in blood-colored light, and between the slow flow of the mighty and incomparable fist intent, there was actually a kind of invincible spirit!

His fist prints grew heavier and heavier, but his breath lasted for a long time, as if it were endless.

On the other hand, Qin Jingnan, in the repeated confrontations with Lu Wu, his physical strength continued to decline, and his breath was not as stable as before.

Suddenly, for a moment, Qin Jingnan's aura suddenly became chaotic, and it seemed that he had finally reached some kind of critical point.

Lu Wu's pupils shrank, and he seized the opportunity and didn't give the other party the slightest respite.

The soles of his feet shone brightly in an instant, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and a fist mark wrapped in terrifying power fluctuations and mighty fist intent suddenly smashed down, hitting Qin Jingnan's lower abdomen!

Qin Jingnan almost wanted to resist, but it was too late.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood mist erupted from Qin Jingnan's mouth.

Qin Jingnan took two steps back in an instant, and the qi and blood around his body were also a lot.

Lu Wu strode forward, not giving the other party a chance to breathe, punch after punch, and smashed forward with a heavy posture.

Qin Jingnan breathed a sigh of relief and resisted with difficulty, but the decline was already out, and it was difficult to make any turnaround.

Bang!

Qin Jingnan threw another punch in his chest, causing his chest to sink slightly.

Severe pain came from his chest, and his sternum should have been broken.

Lu Wu pressed forward step by step, Qin Jingnan was constantly hit hard, and he was miserable for a while.

Rumble!

Lu Wu's huge fist mark slammed into Qin Jingnan's abdomen.

The fist intent was surging and raging, turning into bursts of wind, and it actually dispersed Qin Jingnan's rich qi and blood fluctuations!

Qin Jingnan was already at the end of his crossbow, and it was difficult to resist after being hit so hard, and he only spurted out a mouthful of thick blood. He flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.

Lu Wu looked at Qin Jingnan's slump body indifferently, his face was calm, and his fists were flowing all over his body, and he was not happy or worry-free.

The air is very quiet.

No one expected the battle to end so smoothly.

Lu Wu's unpretentious fist marks were punched one after another, and he won the final victory!

Lu Wu raised his head slightly, looked at Qin Tianyou in the audience on one side, and grinned.

He opened his mouth slightly, said something, and then turned to leave.

Qin Tianyou's face suddenly turned pale.

He read Lu Wu's original meaning through his lips:

"If you still want to die, this is your fate!"