The monk who can persist in the ring may not be the highest, but whether it is combat experience, talent or will to fight, it can be called the best choice.

It can be said that it is almost impossible to get them to surrender without a fight.

Standing in the ring, Lu Li saw the other party's cultivation at a glance, and couldn't help but shake his head, the other party's cultivation was too low. After shaking his head, he immediately said with a smile: "Lu Li, Hanging Sword Sect, please ask Daoist friends for advice." ”

No matter how high or low the other party's cultivation is, respecting the opponent is respecting himself, and he still knows this.

The monk was of medium stature and ordinary appearance, except for the sparkling eyes that were full of spirituality. Hearing Lu Li's self-report, he replied with a salute and said politely: "Qiongyulou Wu Qi, please give me advice." ”

"Please."

Lu Li's figure flashed, and he quickly distanced himself from the other party.

That Wu Qiong was very experienced in combat, and he moved almost at the same time. I saw that his wrist moved, and there was an extra spear between his hands.

The spear was pitch black, fiery red spear cherry, and the tip of the spear was silver, and the cold light was shining.

Wu Qi took out the spear, but Lu Li stood with his hands in his hands without any expression. It's not that he doesn't respect his opponent, it's that Wu Qi is only in the middle of the Yuan Infant Realm, and the gap between them is too big, so it's really not necessary.

Finding that Lu Li was indifferent, and he didn't even have a weapon, Wu Qi's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and his face was a little more angry.

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

The spear suddenly lit up, and the next moment, Wu Qi strode forward, and the spear swept over fiercely with wind and thunder. Before the spear arrived, a coercion swept in, like thousands of troops, domineering and awe-inspiring.

"Gun intent?"

Lu Li was startled, his footsteps paused, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

Sword cultivation can comprehend sword intent, and monks who use spears can naturally comprehend spear intent. In addition to these, such as sword intent and so on, the key depends on the monk's understanding. As long as the mind and the chosen weapon are incompatible, there is a chance to understand.

Rumble.

The light brought by the second spear was overwhelming, and with Wu Qi's movements, a semicircle composed of spiritual power was formed in the blink of an eye. The gun intent is domineering. It makes people feel irresistible.

If you can't resist this gun intent, your strength will be reduced by at least 30%.

"Sure enough, it's a gathering of geniuses!"

Lu Xuan sighed secretly, his spiritual power rushed to his palm, his palm shone brightly, and he raised his hand and slapped it towards the spear cherry. Before the two made contact, Wu Qi frowned slightly, suddenly withdrew his spear, and quickly stabbed it.

The tip of the spear kept spinning, and in the blink of an eye, a pear blossom appeared. One after another, people can't tell which is the phantom and which is the entity.

Seeing this, Lu Li nodded, this young man is indeed good, but unfortunately the realm is too low. If you want to get a good result in the third round, you will hardly have any chance if you don't get in the middle of it.

"It's not easy for everyone to get to this point, in front of 100,000 monks. I'll just give him a chance to show himself! ”

The plan has been decided, and Lu Li temporarily extinguished his thoughts of a quick decision. With bare hands, the spiritual power is surging, and the fight with Wu Qi is in full swing.

Lounge area.

The genius who did not play widened his eyes and stared at the battle in the ten rings, only Mu Hibiscus and a few people stopped paying attention after a little glance, and each closed his eyes to recuperate. Quietly waiting to play.

The strength is strong enough for them to be in that situation, and there are not many opponents, and those qualifications that have not yet been taken seriously by them have come to power.

In the corner of the rest area, a bearded monk stared at ring eight with a cold glow. Gradually, a little disdain appeared at the corners of his mouth.

A small sect is a small sect, and it is ridiculous to have been fighting with a Yuan Infant for so long! Gu Zhou is also a waste, he was eliminated by this person in the first round, and he was embarrassed by my Ming Palace.

This person is Gao Kou, Chinese New Year's Eve years old today, but he is in a hurry.

After observing for a while, he suddenly lost interest in Lu Li, the magic tricks are average, the footwork is ordinary, just this kind of person, what is the use of a high realm, he can fight three of them at a time.

On the other side, Xia Qingxuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her pretty eyes were full of confusion. With Lu Li's combat power, it is not easy to deal with the middle stage of Yuan Ying, why hasn't it been over for so long?

Not only Xia Qingxuan was puzzled, but Yang Xing and Huo Sijian on the high platform also looked at each other, and some didn't understand Lu Li's approach.

In the last round of the genius debate, the major sects, state capitals and county capitals, hundreds of thousands of monks in the air and on the ground, and masters gathered.

At this time, it can be regarded as the easiest moment to become famous, defeat the opponent cleanly, strive for the best ranking, and it will not take long to spread throughout the entire Great Sui Empire, and even the eastern region of the mainland.

And Lu Li is obviously in the realm of integration, but he just sees the moves, as if he is feeding the opponent, and he doesn't know what to say.

However, the three people from the Nine Great Sects glanced at each other and nodded secretly. Especially the monk and Taoist priest, who seemed to be extremely satisfied with Lu Li's temperament, and there was more love in his eyes.

……

Time passed, and there were already seven rings that had won or lost, leaving only Lu Li and Wu Qi, as well as the other two groups of monks with the same realm and equal combat power.

After half an hour of strong attack, Wu Qi was already pale, his breath was weak and panting, and the spiritual power in the Purple Mansion was almost exhausted. But Lu Li was smiling, neatly dressed, and there was not even dust on his body.

Suddenly, Wu Qi put away his gun and stood up, stared at Lu Li, and said with a complicated gaze: "I'm not your opponent, but I still have one last move, if you can do it, I will admit defeat immediately." ”

Lu Li stood still in front of him and said with a light smile: "Okay." Please. ”

"Thank you."

Wu Qi arched his hand, and his face became extremely solemn.

He held the spear in both hands, and the spiritual power in the Purple Mansion was instantly emptied, and they all poured into the spear. The head of the spear lit up instantly, and he stabbed forward with one hand, roaring angrily, "Overlord Spear." ”

Rumble.

A brilliant spear shot out, like a meteor, with a long fiery red tail feather behind it, overwhelming the sky and imposing.

"Okay."

Lu Li shouted, and three layers of spiritual power shields instantly lit up around his body, and he bowed down with a step, blasting out five punches in a row. Although he shot five times, it was so fast that it seemed like he only threw a punch.

The five fists chased after me, and collided with the guns in turn, accompanied by a deafening roar, and the shock wave swept through the ring, and Wu Qi had already exhausted his spiritual power, and was blasted out in a blink of an eye and smashed to the ground.

The spiritual power dissipated, Lu Li dispersed the shield, appeared in front of Wu Qi, lowered his head and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

"Ahem, it's okay! Lu Daoyou's realm is profound, and his combat power is strong, which Wu Qi admires. ”

Although the strongest killing move did not force Lu Li to use the sword, Wu Qi was grateful. After all, he had already seen that if Lu Li planned to do it, he might not be able to catch a single move, and he could be regarded as benevolent to let him perform for so long.

On the side of the ring, seeing Wu Qi take the initiative to admit defeat, the referee in charge of supervision took a deep look at Lu Li, and said loudly: "In the No. 8 ring, Lu Li of the Hanging Sword Sect won and advanced to the second round." (To be continued......)