Everlasting Dragon Emperor

She originally thought that such a cultivation practice would definitely step on Lu Ming's soles and humiliate him ten times and one hundred times, but she never dreamed that Lu Yunxiong told her after her departure that Lu Ming killed Yao Tianyu, rushing to the bronze list, is about to participate in the four schools.

When she heard the moment, she was ignorant, unbelievable and unacceptable, thinking she had heard it wrong.

She was really unbearable. She was full of confidence and thought she could step on Lu Ming's soles. The fact is just the opposite. She spent a lot of resources, but she was still farther and farther away from Lu Ming.

"How can this small hybrid Lu Ming progress so fast? God is really unfair, so this small hybrid has such a strong talent."

On the edge, Lu Yunxiong gritted his teeth, his voice somber.

"No matter how strong Lu Ming is, it is rubbish in front of Brother Lin."

Lu Yao said in a deep voice.

"Haha, Lu girl is right. How can Lu Ming's little bastard compare with Lin Shao, which is a thousand miles away."

Next to Lu Yao, there were many young people from the Duanmu family, one of them sneered.

"Yes, and this time, Lu Ming doesn't think how far he can go. As long as he meets the genius of our Duanmu family, he must be abolished. Even if he is lucky to enter the top 30, my Duanmu family's genius will definitely be the first. Time challenges him."

Another youth road.

"That's good, I have peace of mind with the heroes of the Duanmu family."

Lu Yunxiong laughed.

Lu Ming is completely unaware of this.

On the battle platform, looking at the tens of thousands of eyes around, some of the 60 people were red with excitement, and some were rubbing their hands, glancing at others with hostility.

Some clouds are breezy, with various expressions.

Lu Ming smiled slightly and looked forward in his eyes.

First, the elders of the silver robe will draw 30 people, and then these 30 people will draw the remaining 30 people. Who is drawn is the opponent in the first round.

Lu Ming is one of the first 30 people drawn.

Then Lu Ming and 30 of them went up to draw lots.

Soon after the draw was completed, Lu Ming picked up No. 46.

"No. 46? My luck is good!" Lu Ming smiled slightly, then registered with the elder Yinpao, and returned to the seating area.

"Lu Ming, what number did you draw?"

Feng Wu asked quickly.

"No. 46!"

Lu Ming laughed.

"No. 46, Yunfeng of Xuanwuyuan, Lu Ming, you have good luck."

Huachi was a little surprised.

Lu Ming smiled and didn't care too much. For him, it was only a battle to draw anyone.

when!

A melodious bell sounded, representing the exciting comparison of the four hospitals, and it was about to begin.

"Now, the four-hospital Dabi officially begins. Before you begin, you must pay attention to one of the most basic rules. This time, Dabi, you can't hurt your life, other random, and you can't use some immortality medicine to enhance combat power. Except for the category."

"Now officially start, the first battle, the sixty to the twenty-third!"

On the battle platform, the silver robe elder announced.

"Sixty? Wasn't Liu Hui, the genius at Suzakuin, who made the bronze list?"

Lu Ming thought.

In the Suzakurin area, a young man with a normal appearance and a thin figure walked out of the crowd and stepped onto the battle platform.

"Haha, my luck is so good, I actually encountered the waste from Suzakuin."

In the area of ​​Baihuyuan, a loud laugh came out, and then a young man made a leap and appeared on the battle platform.

"No. 23, Duanmu Yunchong of the Duanmu family."

Lu Ming whispered.

"The Duanmu family, in recent years, are indeed talented."

Feng Wu's eyes were dignified.

On the battle platform, Duanmu Yunchong looked at Liu Hui sarcastically and said, "Suzakuin's waste, now kneel down and admit defeat! Otherwise, you can feel good about it."

Liu Hui looked ugly and stared at Duanmu Yunchong without a word, his eyes firm.

"Waste, it seems that you really want to fight me, rest assured, I can defeat you in one move, let you clearly recognize that you can be on the bronze list, but it is just a fluke, and, I tell you, You Suzakuin, this time it is destined to be swept away, don't even want to step into the top ten."

Duan Muyun sneered, arrogant and arrogant.

"Damn, is the Duanmu family really so nasty?"

"Also want to sweep us and dream, Sister Cheng Feiluan can definitely make the top ten."

The disciples at Suzakuin were angry and scolded.

"A bunch of bullshit will only speak your tongue."

Duan Muyun sneered at the battle platform.

Liu Hui's face was gloomy, he held the sword handle tightly with one hand, and stared at Duanmuyunchong suddenly. Suddenly, Liuhui rushed out, the long sword came out of the sheath, and turned into a ray of silver light, piercing Duanmuyunchong.

Lu Ming saw at a glance that Liu Hui was playing the Xuan-level inferior swordsmanship, but only just reached the second level.

"Trick and worm!"

Duan Muyun sneered with a sneer, and his body moved to avoid Liu Hui's attack.

Xuan level under the body style.

While avoiding it, Duan Muyun punched out with a palm, and the palm wind roared like thunder.

Xuan-level inferior palm technique, another Xuan-level martial arts.

Obviously, Duanmu Yunchong has mastered two Xuan-level martial arts skills, paired with each other, as fast as thunder and lightning as fast, and the combat power has been greatly enhanced.

Liu Hui missed the sword, and under the great horror, he wanted to dodge. It was too late. He could only wave another hand, slammed with a palm, and tried his best to resist the other palm.

But Liu Hui's palm was shot in desperation. How can he resist Duanmu Yunchong's mysterious palm power?

bump!

Liu Hui's figure fluttered and flew away, retreating for more than ten meters, his face pale, and a spit of blood spewed out.

"Damn, dare to block me, you are asking for it!"

Duan Muyun roared to his heart, his face extremely gloomy.

He said that one move to solve Liu Hui, but now was actually blocked by Liu Hui, he felt a big loss of face.

Uh!

Duan Muyun rushed into shape, and the Xuan-level body method unfolded, quickly resembling ghosts, and immediately reached Liu Hui behind him, shot with a palm.

Although Liu Hui played the spirit of twelve points, the war sword quickly cut out behind him, but his injured body was still a step slower.

bump!

This palm hit Liu Hui's chest.

puff!

Liu Hui spurted out blood and retreated back.

Duan Muyun rushed to follow, without giving Liu Hui a chance to breathe, and hit it again.

But this palm went to Liu Hui's face.

Snapped!

A crisp slap sounded, Duan Muyun slammed into Liu Hui's face.

Liu Hui's entire body was directly flew out.

But Duanmu Yunchong didn't mean to let go, his figure moved, caught up with Liu Hui, and slapped again, slapped on Liu Hui's face.

Liu Hui flew out fiercely and fell to the ground.

"Waste, I told you to admit defeat earlier, how is it now? I was beaten like a dog."

Duanmu Yunchong looked down at Liu Hui with disdain.

"Well, Duanmu Yunchong, don't go too far, you can't be humiliated."

The disciples at Suzakuin filled with indignation, and someone shouted.

(End of this chapter)