Another black ray of light shot out from Long Xian's body.??? .r? A? N?? Ena`c? Om?
Another scorpion tail.
Long Xian's secret technique was somewhat similar to the Ice Chains. It could not only use one scorpion tail.
In the previous Sect Grand Competition, Long Xian had only used one scorpion tail to end the battle. No one knew that Long Xian could use a second scorpion tail.
Lu Ming's eyes narrowed.
Fortunately, Lu Ming also held back. He did not use all of the Ice Chains.
"Ice Chains, go!"
Lu Ming waved his hand and three more ice chains flew out. After a few consecutive collisions, they successfully blocked Long Xian's scorpion tail.
"You've actually cultivated all six ice chains to the Greater Success Stage."
This time, even Long Xian himself was shocked.
"That's enough. Let's continue."
Lu Ming waved his hand again. Nine ice chains appeared on his body and flew out, wrapping around Long Xian.
"Nine …"
Long Xian's pupils shrank and he growled. His body emitted a black light and another scorpion tail flew out from his body.
Three scorpion tails!
Long Xian had actually cultivated three scorpion tails.
The three scorpion tails and the nine ice chains kept colliding.
Clang! Clang!
Dense collisions sounded. In an instant, the two had exchanged more than a hundred blows.
"So powerful. Both of them are monsters!"
"Long Xian is a monster, but Lu Ming is even more of a monster!"
Lu Ming and Long Xian had used all of their trump cards, which really shocked the spectators. Even the inner elders could not stay calm.
On the fighting ring, the two figures kept flashing and colliding, fighting fiercely.
Those with weaker cultivation could no longer see the two figures clearly.
Not long after, the two of them exchanged a few hundred blows before separating and standing on opposite sides of the fighting ring.
Who won?
Everyone was curious and looked at the two carefully.
"Look, Long Xian's aura is weaker. His body is covered with a layer of frost."
Someone exclaimed.
Everyone looked over and saw that Long Xian's body was covered with a layer of frost. Even his hair and eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost.
"I've lost!"
At this moment, Long Xian spoke and actually took the initiative to admit defeat.
He looked at the nine dancing ice chains behind Lu Ming, revealing a deep sense of dread.
Especially one of the ice chains emitted a shocking cold air. After continuous collisions, he felt that the blood in his body was about to freeze.
He had to divert a large amount of divine power to resist the cold air. If the battle continued, he would definitely not be Lu Ming's match.
"What? Long Xian Xian admitted defeat! "
"Lu Ming won!"
Long Xian's admission of defeat caused an uproar.
This result was really out of everyone's expectations.
Previously, many people looked down on Lu Ming. They felt that Lu Ming, a third-level True God, would be crushed anytime.
But now, even Long Xian, who was ranked sixth on the True God List, was not Lu Ming's opponent.
Was Lu Ming still human?
"If you cultivate the fourth scorpion tail, I will definitely not be your opponent."
Lu Ming also said politely.
Long Xian's strength was really shocking. Lu Ming had already done his best, but he still did not have a big advantage. He still relied on the terrifying cold air in the ninth ice chain to suppress Long Xian a little.
If the other party had a fourth scorpion tail, Lu Ming would probably not be his opponent.
This battle made Lu Ming understand that he could not underestimate the heroes of the world.
In the Primitive Universe, there were all kinds of divine skills and all kinds of terrifying secret techniques.
It was normal for some extremely powerful freaks to be born.
"A loss is a loss. Moreover, it's easier said than done to cultivate the fourth scorpion tail. I accept my loss wholeheartedly!"
Long Xian was an upright person. After cupping his fists, his figure moved and left the battle stage.
"Is there anyone else who wants to fight?"
Lu Ming scanned the surroundings again, but no one responded to him.
What a joke. Even Long Xian had been defeated. Who else in the True God Realm could fight with Lu Ming?
They would definitely lose if they went up.
"Is there anyone else who wants to fight?"
Long Zhoushan opened his mouth and asked.
Still, no one answered.
"Alright, since no one wants to fight, according to the previous agreement, Lu Ming is officially the Saint."
Long Zhoushan announced.
The Great Sky Saint, Fukō Seiko, and the others' faces were extremely gloomy.
This was especially so for the Great Sky Saint Son and the Floating Light Saint Son. They had truly suffered a double loss. They had each lost a genius and suffered heavy losses.
"Hmph, this is just the beginning. It's not that easy to secure the position of Saint."
The Great Sky Saint snorted in his heart.
"Congratulations, congratulations!"
"Congratulations, Saint Lu Ming!"
Seeing that Long Zhoushan had made the announcement, some of the inner sect Elders cupped their fists and congratulated Lu Ming.
Of course, there were also some inner sect Elders who remained silent, such as Ying Cang's Master.
"Seniors, you're too polite!"
Lu Ming could only cup his fists in response.
In fact, he didn't care about the title of Saint. However, Long Zhoushan had forced it on him, and Long Zhoushan had placed the Nether Dragon Blood Curse in his body, so he could only obey.
"Alright, this matter ends here. The competition is officially over." Long Zhoushan turned to leave after making the announcement. Before he left, he glanced at Lu Ming. Lu Ming could clearly see that Long Zhoushan's eyes were filled with anticipation and a terrifying malevolence.
"What is this old man planning?"
Lu Ming frowned.
After Long Zhoushan left, the inner sect Elders also left.
"Lu Ming, no, Saint Lu Ming, congratulations, congratulations!"
Yue Linglong immediately went up to congratulate him.
"Brother Lu, congratulations."
Wu Zifeng also cupped his fists to congratulate him.
"You guys don't have to congratulate me. I don't want to be the Saint."
Lu Ming said helplessly.
When the other disciples heard this, they were envious and wanted to trample on Lu Ming.
He didn't want to be the Saint, and they didn't even have the chance. It was too infuriating.
"Hehe, it's too early to be happy now."
A cold voice sounded as the Tianhong Saint walked over with his men.
"Tianhong, what do you want?"
Ouyang Qingxiang also came over with her men to confront the Tianhong Saint.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything."
The Tianhong Saint glanced at Ouyang Qingxiang, then looked at Lu Ming and said, "To become a Saint, you have to form your own faction and expand the strength of your faction. Only then can you participate in the competition for the position of Sect Leader."
At this point, the Tianhong Saint looked around and said, "I, Tianhong, hereby declare that whoever joins Lu Ming's faction will be my enemy!"
It was a threat, a blatant threat!
The Tianhong Saint was threatening everyone. Whoever joined Lu Ming's faction would be his enemy.
The consequences of becoming the Tianhong Saint's enemy were obvious.
"Tianhong, don't you think it's too despicable for you to do this?"
Ouyang Qingxiang said coldly.
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