Chapter 112: Initial battle

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"What kind of soldiers can not be humiliated? One waste, just told him to kneel down to admit defeat, he still wants a battle, just this power, it is simply to humiliate him."
Duan Muyun sneered at the area in Suzakuin.
"Damn!"
"Damn, I'm so mad."
The disciples on the side of Suzakuin, including Pang Shi, Huachi, Fengwu, etc., blushed one by one and raged into the sky.
At the top of the stand, the head of the Xuanyuan Sword School was expressionless. It seemed that these did not arouse his emotions.
In the area of ​​Baihuyuan, the dean of Baihuyuan gave a beard and smiled slightly.
Dean Suzaku, frowned slightly.
On the battle platform, Duan Muyun sneered at him, walked to Liu Hui, stepped on Liu Hui, looked down at him, and sneered, "Now, can't you fight?"
"Give up, Liu Hui, upset, don't fight."
The disciples of Suzaku shouted unbearably.
"I... I admit defeat!"
Liu Hui's voice was unwilling, with a humiliating expression in his eyes, watching Duan Muyun Chong.
"Haha, admit defeat, what did you do long ago, what do you mean by your eyes? Not reconciled or yeah, yuck, it's a waste."
After that, Duan Muyun kicked out and kicked Liu Hui out.
"Duanmu Yunchong, what are you doing? Liu Hui has conceded defeat, you still shot, you violated the rules."
The disciples at Suzakuin shouted.
"Who said I shot, I didn't use force at all, I just let him give up a little, he blocked my foot, and as soon as I lifted my foot, he flew out."
Duan Muyun said lightly.
"Nonsense, you obviously did it on purpose."
A disciple in Suzakuin shouted.
On the battle platform, the silver robe elder frowned slightly, and Duanmu Yunchong was indeed fouled.
"Okay, Yun Chong, be careful when you walk and lift your feet next time."
At this time, in the area of ​​Baihuyuan, there was a vigorous voice.
"Yes, Dean!"
Duan Muyun immediately said respectfully.
This voice was actually made by the dean of Baihuyuan.
On the battle platform, the elder Yinpao frowned, but the dean of the White Tiger Academy opened his mouth, and he could not help but ponder for a moment, and announced: "This battle, Duanmuyun won!"
"Damn, the Duanmu family is really shameless."
Feng Wu gritted his teeth.
The same is true of other Suzaku disciples.
A cold light flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and suddenly said: "Relax, this Duanmu Yunchong, he will not be arrogant for long."
Feng Wu, Hua Chi, Pang Shi and others were stunned. They didn't know what Lu Ming meant.
The disciples at Suzakuin went up to support Liu Hui, and the contest continued.
The war is fierce and exciting.
The geniuses on the bronze list, all of which are far more powerful than their counterparts, and various mysterious martial arts, secret techniques, etc., are endless, making people hooked.
Especially the top ten geniuses are even more powerful and unimaginable, no matter what kind of opponents they face, they are all solved by one trick.
A few hours later, the game has passed more than twenty games, and five or six games have ended.
"The next game, fifty-one, right forty-sixth."
Elder Yinpao announced.
"Fifty to forty-six? How do you rank so close?"
"Which two people?"
"It was Yao Tianyu before fifty-one, then it is Lu Ming now, and the 46th is Yunfeng of Xuanwuyuan."
"Actually Lu Ming? With Lu Ming's strength when he killed Yao Tianyu, he might be able to win over Yunfeng. His luck is really good."
"Indeed, good luck."
As the elder Yinpao's voice fell, it caused a wave of discussion.
At the beginning, Yao Tianyu not only cultivated the Xuan-level inferior martial arts to the second level, but also cultivated the flesh to a perfect grade, and the combat strength was already beyond his ranking. Some people think that Yao Tianyu has been able to rank in the fifth level. Too.
And Lu Ming can kill Yao Tianyu, the combat power must be stronger than Yao Tianyu, some people have speculated that with Lu Ming's combat power, maybe it can be ranked in the forty or so, this match against Yunfeng, Lu Ming thinks that Lu Ming is too lucky All right.
"Huh, Lu Ming, what a good luck!"
In the area of ​​Baihuyuan, Lu Yunxiong gritted his teeth.
"What can you do with good luck? Even if you can rush into the top 30, you are not going to be challenged, it is even more shameful."
A young man from the Duanmu family sneered.
Lu Ming was too lazy to heed the comments around him, and got up to the battle platform.
"Brother Lu Ming, come on!"
Pang Shi shouted.
But apart from Pang Shi, no one else cheered for Lu Ming.
The other disciples at Suzakuin have the same ideas as others. They think that even if Lu Ming enters the top 30, he will have to be challenged by others. Now if he cheers for Lu Ming, will he be more embarrassed then?
In Xuanwu, a young man with a burly figure stepped onto the battle platform. It was Yunfeng who ranked 46th.
"Lu Ming, although you are strong, but I will fight with all my strength, I hope you do not keep your hand."
Yunfeng watched the landing sound, loudly.
"I have my own measure, you can do your best!"
Lu Ming said.
Yun Feng's eyes narrowed, and Lu Ming's self-confidence made him dare not have the slightest care. He played a twelve-point spirit and exploded his full strength.
A strong breath erupted from Yunfeng. Then, a red light flashed, a black rhino roared, four chakras flashed, and blood veins burst out.
"Crazy!"
Yunfeng ran fast, the sword in his hand came out violently, and a dreadful sword seemed to be able to cut the space.
At this moment, Yunfeng Jingqi was highly concentrated, and at this moment, he exploded with extraordinary strength.
"That's the third level of Xuan-level inferior martial arts. Yun Feng actually broke through, good!"
In the Xuanwuyuan area, a silver robe elder shouted loudly.
Others on the field were also shocked. Unexpectedly, Yunfeng surpassed himself when faced with pressure, making Xuan-level martial arts breakthrough on the spot, from the second level to the third level.
"This time, Lu Ming is in danger."
Many people have such a word in their hearts.
"Breakthrough, that's better!"
Lu Ming showed a smile in the corner of his mouth, and then stepped out suddenly, rushing towards Yunfeng quickly.
The spear in his hand, pulled forward, took out a meniscus.
"Gunfire tactics-Lan Yue!"
when!
The spear was directly drawn on Yunfeng's battle knife, and a violent roar was made. The entire battle platform seemed to be shocked.
call out!
Then, a figure flew out like a cannonball, gliding more than 30 meters on a huge battle platform with a length of more than 200 meters.
Then the body shook, kneeled down directly, and a spit of blood spewed out.
The audience was stunned. This figure was shot by Yunfeng.
One move, it was just a move, Yun Feng was pumped out by Lu Ming, vomiting blood.
Even the blind man can see that there is a big gap between Yunfeng and Lu Ming.
How could this be? How could Lu Ming be so strong?
Simply too strong, terrible, is this still a newcomer this year?
Yun Feng has clearly made a breakthrough on the spot, but he was still attacked by a stroke.
Although some people had speculated that Lu Ming would win, he did not expect such a neat and straightforward victory.