Ye Tian rushed to the other party with his bare hands, Lu Zhiming sneered and resisted a few moves, when he found that Ye Tian was exposed, a lightning-like sword slammed into Ye Tian's chest, and Ye Tian couldn't dodge, and was actually penetrated into his body by Lu Zhiming's long sword.

"Poof!"

Ye Tian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and grabbed the opponent's long sword with his left hand, Lu Zhiming saw that Ye Tian had been defeated by himself, his eyes showed excitement, he stared at Ye Tian triumphantly, and laughed wildly: "Ye Tian, you stupid waste, no matter how hard you try, you will eventually die under my sword, this is the consequence of challenging me." ”

At this time, Ye Tian's body was still standing straight, the essence in his eyes flashed, his left hand leaned forward like lightning, and actually grabbed Lu Zhiming's right wrist, and when Lu Zhiming used the yuan force in his hand, he saw a broken sword slashing in front of his eyes, and suddenly felt a severe pain in his chest.

"You, your sword has broken ......"

Blood gushed out of Lu Zhiming's mouth, and he pointed at Ye Tian with an unwilling expression and said.

The broken sword held in Ye Tian's right hand was stabbed down, and he kicked the broken sword hilt with all his might, and after a miserable scream, Lu Zhiming's body had been kicked out, and the long sword in his hand was also pulled out of Ye Tian's body.

"Whoever says that you can't kill with a broken sword, you will die under a broken sword. ”

Ye Tian also spurted out a mouthful of blood, said with a pale face, and tore off the broken steps on his body with his left hand to block the wound on his chest, and his body already looked a little shaky.

Originally, everyone thought that Ye Tian would die tragically under Lu Zhiming's sword, but who knew that he could fight back even more when he was hit by a sword in his body, which made everyone have to admire Ye Tian's physical strength, and even more admire his extraordinary willpower.

Ye Tian was shaky, while Lu Zhiming fell to the ground and couldn't get up, his injuries were far more serious than Ye Tian's, and as for his physique, it was far inferior to Ye Tian. At this moment, Lu Zhiming knew what kind of master he had encountered, Ye Tian in front of him was by no means a waste, on the contrary, his strength was incomparable to his peers in Zhuangzhong.

Everyone thought that Ye Tian had strong willpower to defeat Lu Zhiming, but Wu Idiot and Xuan Mingzi saw that Ye Tian had deliberately let the other party stab a sword just now, if it weren't for that, with the normal strength of the two, it would be difficult for Ye Tian to have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

"I was not inferior to him in terms of willpower, but I was far inferior to him in intelligence. This kid will definitely surpass my achievements, and he will definitely be able to enter the Tao with martial arts. ”

The state of mind of the martial idiot was already very peaceful, but this time it was disturbed by Ye Tian's performance several times, of course, the martial idiot was ecstatic in his heart, and he was excited about Ye Tian's counterattack.

Ye Tian tried his best to walk towards Lu Zhiming, Lu Zhiming's eyes finally showed a thick fear, blood sprayed from time to time in his mouth, he couldn't even speak, one hand tried his best to reach into his arms, but because the injury was too serious, this simple thing was also extremely difficult for Lu Zhiming at this time.

After Ye Tian walked over, Lu Zhiming finally took out a cyan porcelain vase, and before he could open it, he saw that Ye Tian had already arrived in front of him.

"Ye Tian, please, let me go!"

Lu Zhiming begged for mercy in fear, according to the rules of the Battle of Huangquan, if Lu Zhiming surrendered and begged for mercy, then he must agree to recognize Ye Tian as the master, in this way, Ye Tian accepted the servant, and he could spare Lu Zhiming's life.

"I knew today, why bother in the first place, the battle of Huangquan will not end, no matter how you beg for mercy, you will not escape death. ”

Ye Tian said coldly, staring at Lu Zhiming with his eyes, in case of his sudden sneak attack.

"Ye Tian, I am willing to recognize you as the master, I can swear by God. ”

Lu Zhiming said in horror, where do you care about face at this time.

"Damn, Lu Zhiming, you villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death, the old man has mistaken you. ”

Xu Xianfeng was extremely angry, and his disciple actually begged for mercy from a waste, wasn't this slapping Xu Xianfeng in the face? However, since this was the Battle of Huangquan, Xu Xianfeng had no way to intervene, and he was extremely depressed in his heart, and he wanted to kill Lu Zhiming immediately.

"Spare your life!"

Lu Zhiming begged for mercy and wanted to open the bottle, but because the injury was too serious, his hands trembled, and it was difficult to open the bottle, and his chest was already stained red with blood, if he couldn't take medicine for treatment, even if Ye Tian didn't do it, he would die of excessive blood loss.

"Put down your sword. ”

Ye Tian shouted coldly, still keeping his distance at this time, lest he be plotted by the other party.

Lu Zhiming's heart trembled, and before he put down the long sword, he found that Ye Tian took off the bow and arrow on his back, and the sharp arrow was aimed at Lu Zhiming.

"Don't!"

Lu Zhiming said in horror, but he didn't want to put down the long sword, because for a warrior who wielded a sword, the sword was in the person, and the sword was dead, and Lu Zhiming still hoped that he could make a last fight and kill Ye Tian.

Sou!

Ye Tian would definitely not give the enemy any chance easily, and the arrow directly penetrated the center of Lu Zhiming's eyebrows, and Lu Zhiming only had time to scream, and his body lay on his back, motionless.

At this time, Ye Tiancai stepped forward and began to take away the fruits of his victory, finding more than 100 taels of silver tickets from Lu Zhiming, as well as three bottles of pills, and a long sword.

"Genius Ye Tian, genius Ye Tian ......"

The people in Zhuangzi shouted Ye Tian's name frantically, because he defeated the genius Lu Zhiming in Zhuangzhong, and he himself did not have Yuan power, which made the hearts of everyone in Qingluo Zhuang boil.

"Am I a waste, or am I a genius?"

Ye Tian was also infected by the surrounding atmosphere, supported his body with a long sword, and then asked loudly.

"Genius, genius, genius ......"

Everyone in the audience waved their fists one after another, and some even raised their long swords above their heads, from this moment on, everyone no longer thought that Ye Tian was a waste of Qingluozhuang, but the strongest genius boy in Qingluozhuang.

Ye Tian's pale face showed a slight joy, tears welled up in his eyes, he waited for a day and waited for too long, more than ten years, and finally got rid of the title of waste, and became a genius boy in the village, isn't this exactly what the master said about not making a sound, a blockbuster?