is not only superior, but also decisive for life and death, and kills through the middle courtyard.

These words quickly spread throughout the entire martial arts theater at an unimaginable speed, and even touched everyone's hearts, and they involuntarily went to the lower courtyard to fight for martial arts.

Hundreds of years since the establishment of the Martial Arts Academy, even at the most glorious time, no one dares to release such bold words!

Regardless of whether Lu Chuan can do it in the end, it is enough to go down in the history of the Martial Arts Academy.

I don't know how long it has been a lively martial arts theater, but at this time, because of a person's words and deeds, it is completely boiling.

Except for the retreat or the mission, almost everyone put down their work at the first moment, or called friends, or rushed alone.

When Lu Chuan crossed the countless pavilions and pavilions in the lower courtyard and came to the Douwutai that he had glimpsed before, he was already surrounded by a sea of people.

"He's a soldier?"

"Don't be a man!"

"So young......"

Everyone made way of a road, whispering one after another, all around all kinds of rumors about Lu Chuan.

But without exception, he is not optimistic about his feat of breaking through the middle court and challenging the upper court this time.

After all, the Upper House is a recognized gathering place for monsters.

The threshold of the lowest third-grade cultivation is not only stuck in countless genius martial artists, but also the more stringent layers of screening conditions can even block the third-grade martial artists.

More than half of the top ten masters in the middle court are on the third grade, which can be seen.

But now, Lu Chuan wants to kill through the middle courtyard, even if the top ten masters shoot with wheel battles, he may not be able to carry it.

The key is whether Takeko in the middle court wants to face this challenge in such a disgraceful way.

As Lu Chuan's figure took the stage, everyone's eyes moved and gradually turned upward, where the middle courtyard was located.

In fact, there are also middle courtyard martial arts and even upper courtyard martial arts in the field.

However, Lu Chuan wants to single-handedly challenge the entire Intermediate Court at this time, and he says that he will not only divide the superior, but also decide life and death, which means that there is no room for recovery.

The only people who can stop this matter are the masters of the Intermediate Court and the teachers!

If no one comes forward, unless there is no one to fight in the middle court, Lu Chuan will directly challenge the upper court.

This is the rule of the Performing Arts Academy.

If there is a contradiction, it can be resolved on the fighting platform, and it is absolutely not allowed to kill each other in private.

Of course, theoretically speaking, on the Douwu platform, life and death have their own destiny, and they must not retaliate afterwards.

Otherwise, the Martial Arts Academy will come forward to suppress it.

But today's matter is obviously impossible to be good, and even the rules of the martial arts academy may be trampled on worthless, it depends on how all parties choose!

Two hours passed, until the sun was three poles, and there was no master of the middle court or a teacher to pass the word.

"Humph!"

A martial artist in the middle courtyard snorted coldly, stepped a little, and swept onto the fighting platform.

"Hey, Yuan Qingshan, one of the top ten masters in the Intermediate Court, I didn't expect him to be the first to make a move!"

"I heard that even among the martial artists in the upper courtyard, there are many people who have lost at his hands!"

"Let's take a look, Lu Bing is not an ordinary person, it is rumored that he has defeated a second-grade martial artist!"

"You also said that it is rumored, who knows if it is true or not......"

As the tall young man stood still, everyone whispered and told the origin of this person.

"I heard that you are going to challenge the entire middle courtyard martial arts, although your strength is good, but you must know ......"

Yuan Qingshan got on the fighting platform, holding a wrist-thick eyebrow-raising copper stick in his hand, and looked at Lu Chuan coldly.

"Heh, it's three o'clock in the afternoon, you chose a good time!"

Lu Chuan looked at the sun slightly, got up slowly, as if he was completely unguarded, and walked towards Yuan Qingshan step by step.

"Look for death!"

Yuan Qingshan was furious, and suddenly waved the copper stick, and the terrifying explosion buzzed in all directions, bringing a rolling hurricane, like an angry dragon going out to sea, sweeping towards Lu Chuan's head.

The cultivation of the middle stage of the three products is undoubtedly revealed at this moment, the momentum is strong and heavy, and the fierce and unwieldy moves are even more thunderous.

Although most of the people present are not as good as him, they are genius martial artists, and their eyesight is not lacking.

Under this move, even if a martial artist of the same level wants to resist, it will be difficult to continue, let alone them.

When everyone was thinking about what kind of way Lu Chuan would fight against this move, an amazing scene appeared.

Call!

I saw a slight mistake at Lu Chuan's feet, one side of his body, understatement, as if he did not eat the fireworks in the world, and he avoided this powerful stick.

But as a mid-stage martial artist of the third grade, and a leader among the martial artists of the middle court, how can Yuan Qingshan be a good match?

"Where to escape?"

With a thunderous roar, I saw that the cooked copper stick shook violently, and it seemed to transform into countless stick shadows, like endless waves, and like a rolling hurricane whistling out, surging towards Lu Chuan layer upon layer.

In an instant, the shadow of the stick was heavy, shrouded in all directions, and the wind and rain were impenetrable.

But what is amazing is that Lu Chuan is like a flat boat wandering in the stormy waves, and like a fallen leaf in the storm, let the waves beat and the autumn wind blows, but he is extremely tenacious and cruising in it.

After half an hour, I saw the shadows and figures on the field flashing, but there was no other movement.

"Thousand thunders!"

Until there was a burst of shouting, the stick shadow suddenly closed, and Yuan Qingshan didn't know when, he actually jumped a few feet high, fell from the sky, and smashed the dancing stick.

Buzzing!

In the violent sonic boom, countless stick shadows flickered, roaring out like thunder, and the momentum was several times stronger than before.

Undoubtedly, this is the stunt that Yuan Qingshan cultivated in the middle courtyard!

What is shocking is that in the face of this amazing stick, Lu Chuan did not move, until the shadow of the stick was approaching, he raised his head slightly, seemed to be slow and fast, and waved a palm upwards like lightning.

It's not so much a wave of a palm as an understatement of sticking out a hand.

But it was so casual, as if reaching out for something, the countless thunderous stick shadows suddenly disappeared.

Boom!

Until, in the dull collision sound, the stick was slightly in the palm of his hand, and Yuan Qingshan saw it above and couldn't help but show a shocked look on his face.

He is very confident, not to mention that he is at the same level, even if he is on the third grade, or even under the second grade, it is impossible to be so casual in the face of his own stick.

But Lu Chuan not only did it, but it was far easier than he imagined.

This couldn't help but make him have great doubts about the previous rumors that Lu Chuan's defeat of the second-grade martial artist was based on self-defense armor and cheats.

It's a pity that he doesn't have to doubt anymore, and he doesn't have a chance to doubt it!

Yuan Qingshan couldn't have imagined that without waiting for his own trick to perform this secret technique, an incomparable huge force swept along his cooked copper stick.

Laugh at!

The huge force pushed the cooked copper rod, so that he couldn't hold it with both hands, and he only had time to turn his head sideways, but his shoulder was slightly hit by the stick, and it was like the tip of a spear, and he stabbed it directly.

It's a long story, but in an instant, the situation has been reversed.

But he saw Lu Chuan slap the cooked copper stick back with one palm, and stabbed Yuan Qingshan into the shoulder, which shook his whole body and made him fall involuntarily.

Syllable!

Lu Chuan single-handedly held the sky, his five fingers were like hooks, and he just caught Yuan Qingshan's heavenly spirit cover.

"Stop!"

A loud shout came, but everyone heard a terrifying, creepy click.

Poof!

The bloodied corpse on the top of the head was thrown off the stage like a rag bag, and gradually the dust rolled up, and it fell at the feet of everyone.

"Ah......h

There were cowards, and they screamed when they were bluffed, and almost all the female warriors turned pale and turned their heads involuntarily.

"How dare you?"

The person who came was a middle-aged martial artist with a square face, horizontal eyebrows, and angry eyes at Lu Chuan.

"Huh!"

Lu Chuan shook his head with a smile and said indifferently, "First of all, I don't have bad rules, and secondly, if you have the heart to save people, you should stop him from taking the stage!"

"You ......"

The middle-aged warrior was furious, but he didn't know how to speak.

After all, Lu Chuan was telling the truth.

The martial arts platform is a matter of life and death, and no one is allowed to interfere, which is what the Yanwu Academy set up for all martial artists to solve contradictions.

"If you don't think it's right, you can do it!"

Lu Chuan didn't mind adding fuel to the fire.

"Hmph, I'll see how long you can be arrogant!"

The middle-aged warrior stomped his feet in hatred, stepped on a few pieces of bluestone, swept down the ring, and took Yuan Qingshan's corpse.

"It's cruel!"

"There is no injustice and no hatred, why is this?"

"Aren't you afraid of provoking the wrath of the public?"

Everyone whispered, and those who didn't know it all expressed their dissatisfaction, and there was no blood boiling when they heard Lu Chuan's arrogant words before.

At this time, they realized that this was the Douwu Terrace.

Even if you don't directly enter the rivers and lakes, this is also a microcosm of the rivers and lakes, and there is no shortage of fighting.

can see that Wuzi, who is so young and obviously has a great future, is dying in front of him like this, and it is still a little difficult for them to accept.

"Shh

Lu Chuan was cold, sat cross-legged, and waited for the next one.

At this moment, he vaguely sounded a sentence from his previous life.

Those who have not experienced your suffering, and advise you to be kind, be sure to stay away from them.

lest the lightning strike you be affected.

What Lu Chuan is doing now is far away from these people.

If nothing else, it will never be a cross-section!

Since those people could do it to disgust him, Lu Chuan dared to fight back in the strongest way.

What's more, since it was revealed that Liang Tongshu was very likely to be the leader of the Wumeng, and the plan was very big, what else was there to worry about?

That's it!

"I'm coming!"

The oppressive atmosphere lasted for half an hour, and another person took the stage.

It is no surprise that this is also one of the top ten masters of the Intermediate Court, and it is the existence of the third grade.

Although this person is stronger than Yuan Qingshan, he is also limited in strength, and after going all out to seize the tea, he followed in the footsteps of the former.

As before, the teacher of the Intermediate Court came belatedly and only took away a corpse that was not yet cold.

It's just that he didn't ask much, just glanced at Lu Chuan complicatedly.

By the end of the evening, no third person had taken the stage.

"Heh, it is said that the Martial Arts Academy hides the dragon and the Crouching Tiger, and there is no one in this middle court who can fight?"

Lu Chuan sat on the martial arts platform, unabashedly and contemptuously swept over the indignant young faces, and there was no ridicule in his heart.

Once upon a time, like these people, he was full of blood at every turn.

Only after being beaten by society will we understand what reality is!

"Arrogance!"

The cry of anger and grievance, but he did not dare to declare it.

"I'll give you a chance!"

Lu Chuan got up slowly and glanced at everyone indifferently, "I heard that there are some so-called top ten masters in the middle courtyard, let's go together!"