Chapter 100: Get it done with one sword
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Eastern Grandstand.
"Lu Ming, this little hybrid of Lu Ming, is really overwhelming and really ca to challenge the bronze platform."
Beside Yao Tianyu, the red robe cried out.
"It's really not self-control, but just right, we can send soone to kill him then, Brother Yao, what do you think?"
Another young man said coldly, then looked at Yao Tianyu.
Yao Tianyu looked at Lu Ming on the platform and saw the murderous flash in his eyes, saying: "Yes!"
He always wanted to find a chance to kill Lu Ming. Since Lu Ming is now running on the bronze platform, he will naturally not miss this opportunity.
In the stands in other directions, so of the geniuses on the bronze list also looked at the landing curiously.
Bronze stage.
"Lu Ming, do you really want to challenge the bronze platform?"
The middle-aged referee asked so surprise.
"Not bad!"
Lu Ming nodded again.
"Okay, since you decided for yourself, then I won't stop you, then the challenge will begin now."
The middle-aged referee announced very simply.
On the edge of the battle platform, Feng Xinglie gave Lu Ming a very curious look, and his eyes flashed with light, and then his body moved. He flew over the northern grandstand and looked at it with interest.
At this point, the referee had announced that the scene was quiet, and they all looked at it seriously.
Just now, the newcor Wang of the last term just hit the bronze list successfully. Imdiately, this year's newcor Wang started to challenge again. It is really interesting to think of it. This has never happened in the history of the Xuanyuan Sword School.
Lu Ming, how far can it go?
Many people are born with curiosity.
"Who will fight
first!"
Lu Ming looked around and said loudly.
The Bronze Terrace Challenge, the first five gas, are relatively random, and anyone can challenge.
But after five gas, people who need the sa streak must play against each other, otherwise, they can't show their strength at all.
Those under Martial Arts Jiuzhong were silent.
Although they feel that Lu Ming can't win a few gas, Lu Ming's strength is still there. A few months ago, he already had a combat strength comparable to the nineth level of the martial division.
"I'll fight you."
A figure quickly jumped onto the battle platform.
"It is Duanmu Jinming of the White Tiger Academy. It is said that his cultivation practice has reached the mid-level of the ninth warrior."
As soon as this person ca to power, there were cries around.
Duanmu Jinming, about twenty years old, his face pale and his eyes dark, now staring at Landing Ming, sneeringly said: "Lu Ming, you don't know how to endure too much, but now I ca to challenge the bronze platform, haha, I will let You stop the first ga, the rookie king challenges the bronze platform, stop the first ga, such a thing, will certainly create a record of the Xuanyuan sword school, Liufang Baishi."
Duanmu Jinming's tone was full of sneer and mockery.
"Sure enough, it is the first ti for your Duanmu family to run up, but I found that your Duanmu family has one thing in common, that is, there is no point in it, and self-selling and boasting are like perfection.
Lu Ming said faintly.
As soon as this remark ca out, the people in the Duanmu family were furious.
"Damn it, damn, dare to underestimate my Duanmu family."
"Duanmu Jinming, give
a ruthless hand, and abolish him, let him know the power of my Duanmu family."
"Abolish him!"
...
Duanmu Jinming's eyes were also very gloomy and said coldly: "Lu Ming, you will pay a painful price for your words."
Duanmu Jinming, a long sword out of the sheath, a white swordmand through the sword, very sharp.
Lu Ming waved his hand, the palm of his hand was wide, and a giant sword with a length of 1.5 ters appeared in his hand.
This great sword was left by Zheng Qian before.
To deal with such a small Hello, there is no need to use a fire gun.
And Lu Ming also wanted to try, after the flesh is promoted, with such a giant sword, can it exert the power of strear swordsmanship.
"Okay, the rules don't need
to say more, now the duel begins."
The middle-aged referee announced.
"Hurry up, I don't have that much ti, there are more than a dozen competitions behind."
Lu Ming said lightly.
The tone is full of disdain, an expression that does not put Duanmu Jinming in his eyes at all, and he also said that there are more than ten competitions in Houman, as if he can really win ten straight gas.
"Nest, really rampant."
"It's not, I'm too proud, but the more I am proud, I'll be defeated later, but he is ashad."
Around, there was a discussion.
"Damn, look at
not to waste you."
Duanmu Jinming roared, his figure moved, and continued to rush towards the landing.
"Tiger Tiger Sword!"
Duanmu Jinming scread, and the war sword was chopped out. On the war sword, there was a faint shadow of a tiger, and it was extrely powerful, slashing towards the landing.
"Martial division mid-nineth layer, this strength?"
Lu Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and he cut it out with a sword.
This sword is very direct. It is not any sword technique. It is just a random slash. It is completely slashed with brute force.
when!
This sword was directly cut on Duanmu Jinming's war sword, and then everyone saw that Duanmu Jinming's war sword was bent and deford, and the sword was heavily bombarded on Duanmu Jinming's own chest.
Duanmu Jinming's eyes popped out instantly.
boom!
With a roar, Duanmu Jinming's body was like a cannonball. He flew directly backwards and flew more than 20 ters. Then he slid more than 10 ters on the battle platform and landed on the battle platform.
The audience suddenly fell into a deadly silence, and the atmosphere seed to be frozen at this mont.
Even, many people are still saying loudly about landing arrogance, but at this mont, their expressions are so stiff.
One sword, only one sword was actually used. The ordinary sword directly bombed Duanmu Jinming out of the battle platform.
Is this too strong?
Is the gap too big?
"Okay, Brother Lu Ming is mighty."
Pang Shi reacted and shouted excitedly.
At this ti, others also reacted.
"This... is too powerful? A solution to Duanmu Jinming?"
"Indeed, it seems that I underestimated Lu Ming. According to my opinion, Lu Ming should have the strength of the late period of the martial artist Jiuzhong, and even the peak of the martial artist Jiuzhong."
"This strength, winning five tis in a row, should be no problem."
"The newcor king is the newcor king, we still underestimate him."
Many faces beca dignified. Those who used to despise Lu Ming before felt even more reddened.
"Who else is fighting!"
Lu Ming didn't even see Duanmu Jinming, who had fallen on the battle platform, and continued to look around.
"Let
do it!"
Then, a young man jumped onto the battle platform.
"Brother Lu Ming, please also advise
a lot."
This young man had the training practice of the martial artist Jiuzhong in the later period, but he did not dare to despise Lu Ming anymore, politely holding his fist.
"Good to say, please!"
Lu Ming smiled.
boom!
This young man, using an iron rod, waved and roared with great montum.
To this young man, Lu Ming was a little more polite, and took ten strokes before blasting him off the battle platform.
Two consecutive victories.
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