Now, Lu Ming's cultivation had reached the early stage of the Martial Master Realm. Coupled with the power of the True Dragon Battle Skill, his True Qi cultivation had surpassed the peak of the Martial Master Realm.
On the other hand, Lu Ming's physical body had reached the Lesser Second Grade while He Tie was only at the Greater Perfection of the First Grade.
Lu Ming had surpassed He Tie in both aspects. Therefore, Lu Ming could easily suppress He Tie without using his full strength.
"He Tie, with your strength, you have the nerve to call yourself an expert? I've said it before, there is no difference between you and Jiang Hao. "
Lu Ming's voice rang out, causing He Tie to roar in anger. He attacked Lu Ming with all his might.
"I'm done playing with you. It's about time to end this."
Lu Ming said softly and then increased his strength.
Boom! Boom!
Lu Ming continued to use the Flame Dragon Fists. His fists were wrapped in a ball of red True Qi. Every time he punched out, there was a faint sound of a dragon's roar.
He Tie could not resist at all and his body was constantly pushed back.
After a dozen punches, He Tie spat out a mouthful of blood.
He Tie was about to lose!
The crowd was silent as they watched this scene. They knew that He Tie's defeat was certain and there was nothing he could do to reverse the situation.
Bang! Bang!
After a few more punches, He Tie's body kept trembling and blood kept flowing out of his body.
At this moment, he really wanted to admit defeat. However, when he thought of what he had just said, he swallowed the words back.
Lu Ming sneered and increased his strength.
Crack!
The sound of bones breaking came from He Tie's arm and his body kept retreating. Lu Ming rushed forward and punched He Tie's stomach.
He Tie let out a blood-curdling scream. His sturdy body flew a dozen meters away and landed heavily on the Fighting Ring, causing the Fighting Ring to shake violently.
Lu Ming took a step forward and came to He Tie's side. He looked down at He Tie and said with a faint smile, "Did you just say that you wanted to break my bones?"
"No … No, there's no such thing. I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"
He Tie looked at Lu Ming's cold eyes and felt a chill in his heart. He was so shocked that he couldn't be any more shocked. He hurriedly 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 platform. You said it yourself. If you break the contract, I don't mind breaking the contract too. "
Lu Ming sneered.
He Tie's face was extremely ugly. He had indeed said that if Ye Futian admitted defeat, he would get out of the fighting ring.
But at that time, he thought that he would definitely win and never thought that he would lose. That was why he said that.
Now that he had really lost, how could he do that in front of so many people?
But if he didn't do it, Lu Ming could use this as an excuse to continue attacking him.
"Lu Ming, don't go overboard. It's best not to go overboard."
In the stands, Yao Tianyu stood up and said coldly.
"Go overboard? Yao Tianyu, why didn't I see you go overboard in the past? Now that your man is lying at my feet like a dog, I stand up and say something about going overboard. What kind of bullsh * t logic are you talking about? "
Lu Ming glanced at Yao Tianyu and scolded him loudly.
Yao Tianyu's face instantly turned extremely ugly and gloomy.
"Yao Tianyu, you don't have to talk nonsense. It's your turn soon."
Lu Ming stopped looking at Yao Tianyu and continued to look at He Tie. "Are you going to get out or not? If not, I'll make you do it myself. "
Then he lifted his foot and was about to step on He Tie's body.
During this process, the middle-aged judge didn't say a word.
He had to uphold all the agreements made on the Battle Stage.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'll get out! I'll get out! "
He Tie suddenly shouted.
Compared to being broken by Lu Ming, he chose to "get out" in the end.
Immediately, he rolled on the fighting ring in humiliation. His movements were clumsy and ridiculous. He rolled dozens of times before he fell off the fighting ring with a plop.
Everyone present was dumbfounded. After a while, they burst into laughter.
He Tie's face flushed red. He was too ashamed to show his face. He didn't have the face to stay any longer. He slipped out of the bronze platform.
After today, He Tie would become a complete laughingstock.
In the stands, Yao Tianyu's killing intent was so strong that it couldn't be dispersed.
He Tie was his man. If He Tie was humiliated, he would be humiliated as well.
"Lu Ming, Lu Ming, Lu Ming, I swear I'm not a man if I don't kill you!"
Yao Tianyu roared in his heart. His killing intent was unparalleled.
At this moment, the judge announced that Lu Ming was the winner.
Nine consecutive victories. Lu Ming had achieved nine consecutive victories. He was only one step away from ten consecutive victories.
Countless people looked on with anticipation.
In the history of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect, there weren't many people who could make it to the Bronze List in their first year.
In the last ten years, there was only one person.
That person was one of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect's gold rank disciples. He was also the number one expert among the Mystic Essence Sword Sect's disciples, one of the Six Heroes of the Blazing Sun Sect, Feng Wuji.
Feng Wuji was a true peerless genius.
Could Lu Ming achieve that?
"In the next round, Lu Ming will be up against the powerhouse who has a nine-win streak. Who among you who has a nine-win streak wants to come up for a fight?"
The middle-aged judge announced.
For a long time, no one spoke.
Nine consecutive victories. Only one match away from ten consecutive victories. Of course, they had to be cautious. Otherwise, if they lost, all their previous efforts would be in vain.
Lu Ming's strength was unfathomable. Those who had nine consecutive victories wouldn't go up if they weren't confident.
After waiting for a long time, seeing that no one came up, the judge said, "Alright. Since no one wants to come up, I'll draw lots. Whoever gets the lot has to come up."
This was one of the rules of the bronze platform. If it wasn't for this rule, no one would dare to challenge those who were stronger than them. Wouldn't that mean they wouldn't be able to make it to the Bronze List?
After the judge finished speaking, someone came up to the stage and handed him a box.
Inside the box were the names of all the nine consecutive winners.
The judge fumbled around casually. After a while, he took out a bamboo stick with a name written on it.
"Wu Hao, go up and fight."
The judge's voice resounded throughout the arena.
On the western side of the stands, a young man stood up with a helpless expression on his face.
Since he was drawn, he could only fight.
Wu Hao leaped a few times and went up to the stage.
"Junior Brother Lu, please!"
Wu Hao cupped his fists with a solemn expression.
Lu Ming could easily suppress He Tie. This made him feel a lot of pressure.
"Please!" Lu Ming said.
After the judge announced the start of the match, the two of them began to fight.
Wu Hao was able to obtain nine consecutive victories because he had true ability.
He had a movement technique and a sword skill, both of which were high grade yellow class. Moreover, he had already cultivated them to the sixth stage. His talent was high.
Unfortunately, he met Lu Ming. He was destined to lose.
Lu Ming didn't use his full strength. He only used the giant sword in his hand to display the Flowing Light Sword Art. He only defeated Wu Hao after a few dozen moves.
Ten consecutive victories. After defeating Wu Hao, it meant ten consecutive victories.
And ten consecutive victories meant that one was on the Bronze List.
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