Lu Ming didn't say much to Duanmu Yunyang, turned around and walked off the battlefield.

"Lu Ming, thank you!"

When Lu Ming returned to the area of the Vermilion Bird Courtyard, Liu Hui hugged his fist and thanked Lu Ming.

"You don't have to thank me, I'm not just standing up for you, I just can't get used to the Duanmu family's face, besides, I and the Duanmu family have an enmity. ”

Lu Ming said with a smile.

"Look... Can't get used to it?"

Liu Hui and the other Vermilion Bird Academy disciples on the side were all a little stunned.

Just because of this reason, they went up and abused Duanmu Yunchong fiercely? They felt that they couldn't figure out Lu Ming's thoughts.

Next, the challenge continues.

The competition was very fierce, and everyone fought hard and tried their best.

By the time the challenges were over, it was already night.

The ten challengers, plus Lu Ming, made a total of five successful challenges, replacing five of the previous thirty.

By this time, all the places in the top 30 of the major courtyards had been born.

There are only five people in the top 30 in total.

As miserable as Suzaku Temple is Xuanwu Temple, there are only five people.

There are eight people in the Qinglong Courtyard, and the White Tiger Courtyard is the strongest, with twelve people.

It is worth mentioning that among the four newcomer kings who have attracted much attention this time, Feng Xinglie has been eliminated, and Lu Ming has entered the top 30 with the momentum of a dark horse.

As for the other two, the newcomer Wang Lingkong two years ago, and the newcomer Wang Duanmu Yunyang three years ago, naturally easily entered the top 30.

"Feng Xinglie is still too young, and it is normal to be eliminated after less than two years of entry. ”

"Yes, but a year later, or even two years later, if Feng Xinglie hadn't broken through the realm of the Great Martial Artist, then the battle of the Bronze List would be his world, and this would be the normal speed. ”

"But what about Lu Ming?"

Everyone chatted, but unanimously, they thought of a name, Lu Ming.

Lu Ming only got started this year, but he has entered the top 30.

"Lu Ming, that's a pervert, and it can't be calculated according to common sense. ”

This is the only reason for everyone to console themselves.

That's the end of today's game, and the next day continues.

Lu Ming, Pang Shi and the others returned to the dormitory.

After a night of silence, they returned to Tabi's location early the next morning.

"Now, the top thirty come up and draw lots!"

It was still the silver-robed elder who presided over yesterday.

Just like yesterday's rule, fifteen people were randomly selected by the silver-robed elders, and then the names of the other fifteen people were drawn by these fifteen people.

This time, Lu Ming's number drawn was number twelve.

"Twelve? Looks like we've finally met a tough opponent. ”

The corners of Lu Ming's mouth flashed with a hint of expectation.

To be honest, in the previous duel, he didn't show his full strength at all.

After registering, Lu Ming walked towards his seat.

"Lu Ming, what number did you draw?"

As soon as he returned, Mu Lan couldn't wait to ask.

Today, Mu Lan did not sit with her grandfather, but with Feng Wu and Pang Shi, they were huddled together, and naturally, their area was full of male disciples of the Vermilion Bird Academy.

"Twelve!"

Lu Ming smiled.

"Twelfth?Qinglong Academy Gu Qing!"

Hearing this name, the faces of Feng Wu, Hua Chi and the others changed.

"Lu Ming, remember, as long as you do your best, even if you lose, it is worth it if you can gain something. ”

Mu Lan sighed.

"That, Senior Sister Mulan, listening to your tone, it seems like I'm losing?"

Lu Ming was a little speechless.

"What, do you think you can still win in the face of Gu Qing?"

Mu Lan's beautiful eyes flashed, staring at Lu Mingdao.

"Even if you can't win, can't you cheer me up?"

Lu Ming didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically, and then sat down, but the corners of his mouth had a hint of an inexplicable smile.

"What hole cards did this guy have?"

Mu Lan stared at Lu Ming viciously for a while, as if he wanted to see through his secret.

"The first competition officially began, No. 19 Pu Sichong, against No. 15, volley. ”

The silver-robed elder announced.

With the announcement of the silver-robed elder, the audience immediately boiled.

"Volleyed out, actually against Pu Sichong, a strong duel, some of them watched this one. ”

"Strong duel, I don't think it maybe, Volley hasn't made a move for half a year, and now how strong he is, no one knows, but there is no doubt that Volley this time, there is definitely hope to break into the top ten, and even the top six is not impossible. ”

"Yes, the rookie king two years ago is coming to his time. ”

Two young figures stepped onto the stage under the attention of the audience.

Ling Kong was a bald young man, seventeen or eighteen years old, with bulging muscles all over his body, full of explosive power, carrying an iron rod on his back, and his eyes showed a fine light like a beast.

This is Ling Kong, the rookie king two years ago, the peerless genius of the White Tiger Academy, however, he is not a member of the Duanmu family.

On the opposite side of the volley was a rather handsome young man named Pu Sichong, who was ranked nineteenth on the bronze list before, and he was definitely a master.

But at this time, Pu Sichong's face was extremely solemn.

"Pu Sichong, I advise you to take the initiative to admit defeat, you are not my opponent. ”

Volley grinned.

Speaking is very arrogant, but in fact, no one thinks he is arrogant, they just take it for granted that Ling Kong said this, because he has this strength.

Pu Sichong's eyes flashed, revealing a determined look, and said: "Volley, if you want me to take the initiative to admit defeat, it depends on whether you have the ability." ”

"Oh, since you insist on fighting, then be prepared to get hurt, and sometimes, I can't control it myself. ”

Volley grinned, revealing a sinister smile.

"Then take it!"

Touch!

As soon as Volley's words fell, a fierce light appeared in his eyes, like a demon beast, rushing towards Pu Sichong.

Snort...

The sharp claws shrouded Pu Sichong's whole body.

Pu Sichong's long sword came out of its sheath, and the sword qi rose into the sky and slashed into the air.

Boom! Boom!

The claws in the air collided with Pu Sichong's sword qi, and both dissipated.

"It's a bit of a skill, but that's it, let's end it!"

The cold voice of the volley came out, and the fierce aura on his body was permeated, like a humanoid demon beast, he pulled out the iron rod behind his back, and smashed it towards Pu Sichong.

This stick is earth-shattering and imposing.

Pu Sichong burst out with all his strength, but it was difficult to resist, and he was directly smashed dozens of meters away, trembling all over his body, and spitting blood from his mouth.

If you lose, you lose with two moves, and in fact, you lose with one move.

Pu Sichong's strength is too different from volley.

"The strength of the volley is too strong, and there is absolutely no problem in the top 10. ”

"This time, there will definitely be a change in the top 10. ”

......

In the stands, Lu Ming's heart moved, this volley was really powerful, he couldn't see the depth.

"That's what makes it interesting!"

Then, Lu Ming's eyes showed a hint of war.

"Volley wins, the next game, seventeen vs. two!"

The silver-robed elder announced.

(End of chapter)