Now, Lu Ming's cultivation has reached the early stage of the eighth level of martial arts, coupled with the strength of Zhanlong Zhenjue, in terms of true qi cultivation, he has surpassed the peak of the ninth level of martial arts.
As for Lu Ming's physical body, he had reached the second-rank Minor Achievement, while He Tie had only reached the first-rank 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, with your strength, how dare you call yourself a strong man? As I said, there is no difference between you and Jiang Hao."
When Lu Ming's voice sounded, He Tie roared even more, and rushed towards Lu Ming desperately.
"I won't play with you anymore, it's almost time to end."
Lu Ming spoke softly, and then increased his strength a bit.
boom! boom!
Lu Ming continued to unleash the Yanlong Fist. His fist was surrounded by a mass of red true energy. Every time he punched out, there was a faint sound of dragon chant.
He Tie couldn't resist at all, and kept backing away.
After more than a dozen punches, He Tie's throat was sweetened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
He Tie is about to lose!
The audience watched this scene silently. They knew that He Tie's defeat was doomed and he was powerless.
bump! bump!
After several more punches, He Tie's whole body trembled continuously, and blood continued to overflow in the air.
At this moment, he really wanted to admit defeat directly, but remembering what he said just now, the word 'admit defeat', he choked back.
Lu Ming sneered, and suddenly increased his strength.
card wipe!
The sound of bones breaking came from He Tie's arm, and his body backed up again and again. Lu Ming rushed forward and punched He Tie in the stomach.
He Tie screamed, and his strong body flew more than ten meters away, and fell heavily on the battle platform, causing the battle platform to vibrate violently.
Lu Ming stepped forward and came to He Tie's side, looked down at He Tie, and said with a faint smile, "You said just now that you want to break my bones?"
"No... no, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"
Looking at Lu Ming's indifferent eyes, He Tie felt chills in his heart. He was so frightened that he couldn't be more frightened, and quickly shouted 'admit defeat'.
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 break the contract, I don't mind breaking the contract."
Lu Ming sneered.
He Tie's face was so ugly that he was about to die. He did say before that if he admits defeat, he will roll off the stage.
But at that time, he thought that he would win, and never thought that he would lose, so he said that.
Now that he really lost, in front of so many people, tell him to get off the stage, how can he do it
But if he doesn't do it, Lu Ming can use this as an excuse to continue attacking him.
"Lu Ming, don't go too far, it's best to keep a line."
In the stands, Yao Tianyu stood up and said coldly.
"Leave a line in life? Yao Tianyu, before, why didn't I see you keep a line in life before? Now your person is lying at my feet like a dog, but I stand up and say to be a line in life. What the hell are you talking about?"
Lu Ming glanced at Yao Tianyu, and yelled loudly.
Yao Tianyu's face was instantly so ugly that it was extremely gloomy.
"Yao Tianyu, you don't need to talk nonsense, 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 go or not? If not, I will let you go."
After saying that, he raised his foot and was about to step on He Tie's body.
During this process, the middle-aged referee didn't say a word.
He also has to maintain any agreement reached on the battlefield.
"Wait, wait, I'm going! I'm going!"
He Tie suddenly yelled.
Rather than being broken by Lu Ming, he chose to 'roll' in the end.
Immediately, he rolled up on the battle platform in an extremely humiliating manner, his movements were clumsy and ridiculous, and he rolled dozens of times before falling off the battle platform with a plop.
Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded, and then burst into laughter.
He Tie's face was flushed, he felt 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, the murderous intent on Yao Tianyu's body was overwhelming.
He Tie is his man, He Tie is ashamed, and he is also ashamed.
"Lu Ming, Lu Ming, Lu Ming, I won't kill you, I swear I won't be human!"
Yao Tianyu roared in his heart, his murderous intent was extremely strong.
At this time, the referee announced that Lu Ming won.
Nine consecutive victories, Lu Ming has reached nine consecutive victories, only one step away from ten consecutive victories.
Countless people showed expectant eyes.
In the history of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, there are not many people who can reach the bronze list in the first year of entry.
For nearly a decade, there was only one.
That is Feng Wuji, one of the gold-level disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and the number one master among all the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, known as one of the Six Heroes of the Burning Sun.
Feng Wuji is a true peerless genius.
Lu Ming, can you achieve it
"In the next match, Lu Ming will fight against the strong man who has won nine consecutive victories. Who will come up to fight among you who have won nine consecutive victories?"
The middle-aged referee announced.
For a long time, no one spoke.
Nine consecutive victories, only one game away from ten consecutive victories, of course, we must be more cautious, otherwise, once we lose, all previous efforts will be wasted.
And Lu Ming's displayed strength is unfathomable. Those disciples who have won nine consecutive victories are not sure, so naturally they will not play easily.
After waiting for a while, seeing that no one came forward, the referee said: "Okay, since no one came up on their own initiative, then I will draw lots. Whoever is drawn must come up."
This is also one of the rules of the Bronze Stage. It is mandatory to play. Otherwise, some people are stronger and no one dares to fight with them. Wouldn't this person not be able to hit the Bronze Ranking
After the referee finished speaking, someone came up to the stage and handed him a box.
Inside the box, there are the names of all the nine-game winning streak disciples present.
The referee fumbled casually, and after a while, 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 stands, a young man stood up with a look of helplessness on his face.
Now that he has been drawn, he can only fight once.
Wu Hao made several vertical leaps and climbed onto the battle platform.
"Junior Brother Lu, please!"
Wu Hao clasped 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 has real skills.
He has one martial art of body and one of swordsmanship, both of which are top-ranked at the Huang level, and he has already cultivated to the sixth level, so his talent can't be said to be low.
Unfortunately, he met Lu Ming and was destined to lose.
Lu Ming didn't use his full strength. With the giant sword in his hand, he used Liuguang swordsmanship and fought with Wu Hao dozens of moves 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 audience is boiling.