Chapter 103 10 Consecutive Victories

Today, Lu Ming's cultivation base has reached the early stage of the eighth level of martial arts, and with the strength of the Battle Dragon True Art, he has surpassed the martial artist at the peak of the ninth level of martial arts in terms of infuriating cultivation.

As for Lu Ming's physical body, he had reached the second rank of small success, and He Tie was only the first rank of great perfection.

In these two aspects, Lu Ming surpassed He Tie, so Lu Ming could easily suppress He Tie without using all his strength.

"He Tie, just because of your strength, you are embarrassed to say that you are a strong person? I said, there is no difference between you and Jiang Hao."

Lu Ming's voice sounded, causing He Tie to roar even more, desperately banging at Lu Ming.

"I won't play with you, it's almost over."

Lu Ming whispered softly, and then increased his strength a bit.

boom! boom!

Lu Ming continued to display the Yanlong Fist. There was a mass of red True Qi wrapped around his fist. Every time he punched out, there was a faint sound of dragon roar.

He Tie couldn't resist at all, and his figure kept retreating.

After more than ten punches, He Tie's throat became sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He Tie is going to lose!

The people in the audience watched this scene silently. They knew that He Tie's defeat was set and he was powerless to return to heaven.

bump! bump!

With a few more punches, He Tie's whole body was trembling constantly, and blood was constantly overflowing in the air.

At this time, he really wanted to admit defeat directly, but remembering what he said just now, the word 'admit defeat', he held back.

Lu Ming sneered and suddenly added another force.

Card wipe!

He Tie's arm made the sound of broken bones, and his body retreated again and again. Lu Ming rushed up and punched He Tie's stomach.

He Tie screamed, his sturdy body flew more than ten meters, and fell heavily on the battlefield, causing the battlefield to vibrate violently.

Lu Ming took a step forward,

He came to He Tie, looked down at He Tie, and smiled lightly: "You said just now that you want to break my bones?"

"No...No, there is absolutely nothing to do, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

Looking at Lu Ming's indifferent eyes, He Tie felt a chill in his heart, and he was so terrified that he couldn't help but shouted 'give up'.

He knew that if he didn't admit defeat, Lu Ming would really break his bones.

"Oh? Admit defeat? Then get off the stage. You said it yourself. If you breach the contract, I don't mind breaching the contract as well."

Lu Ming sneered.

He Tie's face was so ugly that he was dying. He did say before that if he conceded defeat, he would roll off the stage.

But at that time, he thought he was going to win, and he never thought he would lose, that's why he said that.

Now that he really lost, in front of so many people, he was told to get off the stage, how did he do it?

But if he didn't do it, Lu Ming could use this as an excuse to continue attacking him.

"Lu Ming, don't go too far, it's best to stay a line as a person."

In the stands, Yao Tianyu stood up and said coldly.

"Let's stay in the front line? Yao Tianyu, why didn't I see you stay in the front line before? Now your person is lying at my feet like a dog, but I stand up and say stay in the front line, what kind of bullshit are you?"

Lu Ming glanced at Yao Tianyu and yelled loudly.

Yao Tianyu's face instantly turned ugly and gloomy.

"Yao Tianyu, you don't need to talk nonsense there, because it will be your turn soon."

After Lu Ming finished speaking, he stopped looking at Yao Tianyu, continued to look at He Tie, and said, "Are you going to get out? If you don't, I will let you get out in person."

After saying that, he raised his foot and stepped on He Tie's body.

During this process, the middle-aged referee didn't say a word.

Any agreement reached on the battlefield, he also has to maintain.

"Wait, wait, I'm going! I'm going!"

He Tie suddenly shouted.

Compared to the bones in his body being interrupted by Lu Ming, he finally chose to 'go away'.

Immediately, he rolled up on the battle platform in an extremely humiliating manner. His movements were clumsy and ridiculous. After rolling dozens of laps, he thumped and fell off the battle platform.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, and after a while, there was a burst of laughter.

He Tie's face was flushed, and he was ashamed. He didn't have the face to stay any longer, and ran out of the bronze platform.

After today, He Tie will be completely reduced to a laughing stock.

In the stands, Yao Tianyu's murderous intent was so strong that it couldn't be turned away.

He Tie was his man, He Tie was embarrassed, and he was embarrassed too.

"Lu Ming, Lu Ming, Lu Ming, I won't kill you, I will never be a human being!"

Yao Tianyu roared in his heart, and his murderous intent was incomparable.

At this time, the referee announced that Lu Ming won.

Nine consecutive victories, Lu Ming has reached nine consecutive victories, and he is only one step away from ten consecutive victories.

Countless people showed their expectant eyes.

In the first year of entry, there are not many people who can rush to the bronze list. In the history of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, there are not many.

For the past ten years, there has been only one.

That is Feng Wuji, one of the gold-level disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and the number one master of all the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Feng Wuji is a true peerless genius.

Lu Ming, can it be achieved?

"In the next game, Lu Ming will fight against the powerhouse with nine consecutive victories. Who are you guys with nine consecutive victories?"

The middle-aged referee announced.

Half a sound, no one speaks.

The nine-game winning streak is only one game away from the ten-game winning streak. Of course, you have to be cautious and cautious, otherwise, once you lose, your previous achievements will be lost.

And the strength Lu Mingzhan showed was unfathomable. Those disciples who had won nine consecutive victories were not sure, so naturally they would not play easily.

After waiting for a while, and seeing that no one came forward, the referee said: "Okay, since no one has come forward, then I will draw lots. Whoever draws has to come up."

This is also one of the rules of the Bronze Stage. Compulsory battles. Otherwise, some people are relatively strong, and no one dares to fight against them. Isn’t this person unable to hit the Bronze Ranking?

After the referee finished speaking, someone came on stage and handed him a box.

Inside the box, there are the names of all the nine-game winning streak disciples present.

The referee groped for it at will, and after a while, he took out a bamboo stick with a name written on it.

"Wu Hao, go up and fight."

The referee's voice spread throughout the audience.

In the western stand, a young man stood up with a hint of helplessness on his face.

Since it was drawn, there is only one fight.

Wu Hao took a few vertical leaps and boarded the battle platform.

"Junior Brother Lu, please!"

Wu Hao clenched his fists, his face extremely solemn.

Lu Ming could easily suppress He Tie, which made him feel a lot of pressure.

"Please!" Lu Ming said.

When the referee announced the start, the two fought together.

Wu Hao was able to win nine consecutive victories. Naturally, he had real ability.

One of his martial arts skills, and one of his swordsmanship skills are all high-rank Huang rank, and he has already cultivated to the sixth level, so his talent is not too high.

Unfortunately, he met Lu Ming and was doomed to fail.

Lu Ming didn't show his full strength. With the giant sword in his hand, he used the streamer sword technique and fought with Wu Hao for dozens of tricks before defeating Wu Hao.

Ten consecutive victories, after defeating Wu Hao, means ten consecutive victories.

And ten consecutive victories means being on the bronze list.

The whole place was boiling.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao