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Chapter 129

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The two figures instantly crossed a distance of fifty meters and collided.

Clang!

A strong gust of wind blew as the two figures flew back, but in the next moment, they continued to fight.

The combination of Zhang Muyun's swordsmanship and the Force of Metal had become incomparably sharp. There was nothing it could not break.

On the other hand, Lu Ming's spear skills were combined with the power of fire. It was tyrannical and domineering, destroying and destroying everything.

Both of them were the representatives of offense and possessed extremely strong offensive power. Naturally, when they fought, there was nothing fancy about it. Their attacks were bold and unrestrained like a violent storm.

The disciples of the four academies, as well as the elders, stared unblinkingly at the two figures fighting fiercely on the Coliseum.

Those who were not strong enough could only see the two figures fighting fiercely on the stage. They could not see the details of the battle at all. Clang! Clang!

Clang! Clang!

Clang! In a few breaths, the two had exchanged dozens of blows. Hot sparks flew everywhere. The thrilling battle made everyone forget to breathe as their faces turned red.

The rumbling sounds became more and more intense as the two fought faster and faster.

"Exciting, this is really exciting."

"Can you see the details of their fight?"

"It's exciting because I can't see it clearly."

The experts looked at the technique while the laymen just watched the show.

Some of the disciples with lower cultivation were watching with great interest, while some of the disciples with higher cultivation were watching with solemn faces.

"Sect Master, who do you think will win?"

A golden-robed elder asked the Mystic Essence Sword Sect Master.

A smile appeared on the Mystic Essence Sword Sect's face as he said, "Both of them have just comprehended their force and are only at the entry level. It's hard to tell who is better. Zhang Muyun's physical body and martial arts techniques are stronger than Lu Ming's. However, Lu Ming's cultivation technique is not to be underestimated. His vital energy is rich and condensed and is stronger than Zhang Muyun's."

"But from what I know, Zhang Muyun has more than one Profound Level Martial Technique, but Lu Ming's Bloodline has not been activated yet. However, Lu Ming's Bloodline is very special. It seems like it can only be activated for a few breaths, so it's hard to tell who will win this battle."

"Both of them are people with great fortune. Each of them has their own opportunities."

A golden-robed elder sighed.

After so many battles, the unique characteristics of Lu Ming's Zhen Qi and bloodline could not escape the eyes of experts like the Mystic Essence Sword Sect Leader and the golden-robed elder.

However, in the world of martial arts, everyone had their own opportunities. This was very normal. With their status, they naturally wouldn't covet the opportunities of a few juniors.

They were even happier that their disciples had fortuitous encounters. This way, the sect would become even more powerful in the future.

"He can't win. Lu Ming can't win!"

Lu Yao and Lu Yunxiong's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. They kept screaming in their hearts, hoping that Zhang Muyun would win.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Ming and Zhang Muyun had exchanged over a hundred moves.

"More than a minute has passed. There's less than a minute left before Zhang Muyun's bloodline erupts."

Lu Ming's mind raced.

"Two-handed Sword Dao!"

At this moment, a long sword suddenly appeared in Zhang Muyun's other hand.

With a long sword in each hand, he attacked Lu Ming.

"Two-handed Sword!"

Lu Ming was shocked.

Not only him, but everyone present was also shocked.

Two-handed Sword wasn't something that anyone could cultivate. It could be said that only those with extraordinary talent could cultivate it. Two-handed Sword was even more powerful when the two swords cooperated with each other.

Swoosh swoosh …

The sky was filled with sword shadows that shrouded Lu Ming.

"Since there's such a move, let's decide the winner."

Lu Ming's eyes narrowed. Then, there was a flash of blood as his bloodline erupted.

"Explode!"

Taking advantage of the bloodline eruption, Lu Ming performed his strongest move.

The Zhen Qi in his body surged crazily toward the long spear and gathered at the tip of the spear. Then, it suddenly exploded.

Boom!

Clang! Clang!

There was a violent explosion, followed by the sound of metal clashing.

Swoosh!

A figure rushed out. It was Zhang Muyun. He was panting heavily, and a part of his sleeve was missing.

Lu Ming stood at the same spot, panting. He had used up a lot of his True Qi to cast Extermination. However, he was unscathed.

"How is it?"

Everyone present stared at the fighting ring with their hearts in their mouths.

"I've lost!"

Suddenly, Zhang Muyun let out a long sigh.

"What? Zhang Muyun admitted defeat? Could it be that the winner has already been decided? I don't think both of them are injured. "

"Are you blind? Didn't you see that Zhang Muyun's sleeve was destroyed? For geniuses like them, they don't need to be injured to determine the winner. One move, or even half a move, would be enough to determine the winner."

"I see. Oh my god, then the winner this time is Lu Ming."

"Yeah, he's a dark horse, but he's too dark. He's a dark horse all the way."

Before the start of the Grand Competition, no one had expected that Lu Ming would win first place.

Most people thought that it was already amazing that Lu Ming could enter the top 30.

No one would think that Lu Ming would be the champion. Even in their dreams, they would not dream of it. Almost everyone felt that the champion would be either Zhang Muyun or Duanmu Yunyang.

But the truth made everyone's jaws drop.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Lu Yao and Lu Yunxiong were stunned.

"This can't go on. I can't let Lu Ming continue to grow. If this goes on, there won't be a place for me in the future. I must find a way to kill him!"

After the shock, Lu Yunxiong's eyes flashed with killing intent.

"Thank you for letting me win!"

In the fighting ring, Lu Ming cupped his fists.

"Lu Ming wins this battle."

The referee announced loudly.

Boom!

The scene instantly boiled over, especially the disciples of the Vermilion Bird Courtyard, who shouted crazily.

"Lu Ming is invincible!"

"Long live Lu Ming!"

"Lu Ming, I love you!"

.....

The disciples of the Vermilion Bird Courtyard, regardless of gender, all shouted crazily.

It was no wonder they were so crazy.

All these years, the Vermilion Bird Courtyard had always been at the bottom of the four courtyards and had been ridiculed by the other courtyards. It was impossible to say that they weren't sullen.

But now, a new disciple of the Vermillion Bird Hall had actually obtained first place in the Bronze Large Competition. This was the glory of the entire Vermillion Bird Hall. They shared both honor and disgrace, and they felt as if they had won. They felt elated, and naturally, they went crazy.

Among them, Pang Shi, Feng Wu, and the others shouted the loudest.

Lu Ming walked down the fighting ring with a smile.

Naturally, he was surrounded by a group of Vermilion Bird Courtyard disciples, especially some female disciples, who desperately squeezed onto Lu Ming. Although Lu Ming wasn't a gentleman, it still made him feel extremely awkward.

It took him a lot of effort to squeeze to Moulins' side.

"Hey, you guys are too unloyal. Why didn't you come and help me!"

Lu Ming was sweating profusely. It was even more tiring than fighting a big battle.

"Lu Ming, you are now the most popular person in the Vermilion Bird Courtyard. How is it? Feel good! "

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