"Master!" Ban Qing went to poke Wen Han again.
Xie Wenhan became impatient: "If you poke again, your fingers will be broken off!"
Ban Qing: "..."
Xie Wenhan rolled his eyes, beckoned for a fellow disciple, and said a few words by ear.
The disciple led away, and Ban Qing asked curiously, "Uncle Shi, what did you tell him?"
"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Xie Wenhan said that, but explained to him, "I'll ask them to fight a few more to drain her profound strength."
Ban Qing was taken aback, and whispered: "Isn't this too..."
"Insidious?" Xie Wenhan sneered, "Do you think it's just us alone? If she really picks us all by herself, whether you Li Gu or us Fuyun, you still have face?"
"But… "
Xie Wenhan waved his hand: "You have already lost, and you don't need to make a move anyway."
Ban Qing was speechless.
"I'm coming!" A voice sounded from the crowd, and another disciple stepped onto the platform.
When the two met Li, they didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly started.
Compared with the previous four people, this person was not as strong as him, but he was very tenacious, and it took quite a while to drag Lu Mingshu to the death. In the end, it ended with Lu Mingshu cutting off the weapon in his hand with a sword.
As soon as this person got off, someone came up immediately, dragging her to fight to the death.
After so many times, Lu Mingshu knew it well.
This is to use up her profound strength, it is best to let her get hurt or something.
However, the other party may have miscalculated!
The inexhaustible source of profound energy flowed into her meridians through the meditation formula, condensed into true energy from the keyholes, and replenished into the dantian. Coupled with her excellent control ability, her profound strength has always been balanced, with ease.
In the blink of an eye, after more than a dozen games, no one came up again.
Lu Mingshu's arm was bleeding, and the intensive challenges finally hurt her. And she just tore off the cloth strips and bundled them casually, still looking up at the crowd: "Who is coming?"
At the foot of Langhua Peak, the young disciples were in a commotion.
"How many is this?"
"It was the sixteenth just now..."
"Sixteen consecutive victories! Hiss..." What a frightening record!
"There are more than a dozen weapons that have been cut off, right?"
"Yeah! I don't know if the next one will be cut off..."
Where did this Lu Mingshu come from? Judging by her age, it is already very good to be able to reach the Fusion Realm. She actually fought against sixteen people in a row in the Tianmen War, winning each game, and many of them were elites with the strength of true disciples. Even if she loses later, this record alone is enough to make her famous all day long. In comparison, I am really old enough to live on a dog...
"What's the matter with Wen Han?" The elder of the Zhou family's faction threw his wine glass on the table irritably, "Didn't she send a message? Why is she still in the limelight?"
Every time she wins a game, these elders seem to be slapped in the face, even if they hit more than a dozen, they will be swollen!
"Wen Han has his own ideas." The elder of Fu Yun's lineage said, but her defense sounded very weak.
Several people couldn't help but look at Fu Shangqing who was the head seat. If anyone had the most swollen face, it must be the leader. After this battle, those young disciples will definitely inquire about Lu Mingshu's origin...
Fu Shangqing remained silent, his expression was normal, as if what happened above had nothing to do with him.
As for the twins brought by his side, Fu Mingtang looked at Yun Jing in a daze, while Fu Mingxi was full of displeasure.
"Father!" Fu Mingxi called out.
Fu Shangqing looked sideways at her.
"I am not happy!"
Fu Shangqing said: "If you are not happy, go to your mother."
"Father..." Fu Mingxi stomped his feet angrily, and ran down the high platform by himself.
The disciples who can come to the door have already arrived at this moment.
Sixteen consecutive victories have suppressed these proud elite disciples, and no one came to power again.
Lu Mingshu looked over one by one.
There is no need to care about those ordinary disciples, her remaining opponents are those masters who have the strength to compete for true disciples.
Her eyes stopped on Tan Yubing.
Tan Yubing smiled slightly, and said calmly, "Nephew Lu's strength is astonishing, I'm willing to bow down, so I won't compare."
As soon as this remark came out, the disciples were slightly commotiond.
Although Lu Mingshu's strength is beyond doubt, Tan Yubing's strength is not weak either! She has already fought sixteen times in a row, and she is exhausted both in terms of profound strength and mental state. How could Tan Yubing just admit defeat and stop fighting
Was Tan Yubing too timid, or did she think that Lu Mingshu in this state would not be able to win
Lu Mingshu didn't care why, since Tan Yubing had conceded, her eyes would not stay there anymore.
Although sneak attacks are not excluded in the battle of Tianmen, if you have already admitted defeat and then sneak attacks, it is not allowed. Otherwise, this fight would be impossible.
Next... She looked at Yuan Ziyang.
The odd-shaped blade in Yuan Ziyang's hand twirled around, and the corners of his mouth twitched. His smile always gave people a gloomy feeling.
All the disciples looked at him expectantly. Those people before only had the strength of true disciples, but this one is a real true disciple.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Ziyang said: "I also admit defeat."! ! !
What are you doing? They just waited for Lu Mingshu to fight with the true disciples to prove his strength, but Yuan Ziyang actually conceded defeat? What about the dignity of true disciples? Was he eaten by himself
The next thing Lu Mingshu looked at was... Xie Wenhan!
Xie Wenhan sighed. She wasn't surprised that Tan Yubing conceded defeat, the Jinmen lineage was weak, and she probably wished that Lu Mingshu would muddy the water so that she could take advantage of the situation. Yuan Ziyang would admit defeat, but it was completely beyond her expectation. She vaguely grasped the clue and guessed the reason why Shao Zhengyang went to the court so early.
Really... I have to admit that Yutai's lineage is embarrassing! That's right, they are already in a weak position. If they can't save face, they don't want to stand up.
But, in this way, her plan fell through. The dozen or so disciples before were for the purpose of draining Lu Mingshu's profound strength. Next, if Tan Yubing or Yuan Ziyang were to fight, with their strength, facing the exhausted Lu Mingshu, they might be able to hurt her! At that time, I will play again...
She walked up to the stage: "Nephew Lu, I'm afraid I'm going to take advantage of you."
Lu Mingshu smiled lightly: "Uncle Xie is a true disciple and an elder, so of course he shouldn't take action lightly."
The tone of her words was normal, but Xie Wenhan always felt that she seemed to be implying something. Is she thinking too much, or...
"However, the dozen or so disciples have passed the test. Uncle Xie, do you think I am qualified to fight with you?"
Xie Wenhan's smile faltered, his face was a little embarrassed, it turned out that she had really seen through. As an elder, it's a bit embarrassing to calculate such a junior. But, she can't ignore it, the strength of this little girl is too surprising. It doesn't matter if she loses face, but Fuyun loses face, teachers need to be anxious.
Before he had time to say anything, Lu Mingshu raised his sword on the opposite side: "Uncle Xie, please."
~~~~~
I heard you are waiting for a small theater? Eat it for dinner today!