Lu Ming stayed in the Eighth Tribe, waiting for the opening of the blood pool.
Every tribe of the descendants of the Ancient Gods had their own blood pool. However, they couldn't open it whenever they wanted. Because the energy of the blood pool was limited, there was a fixed time for it to open.
It would only open once every 100 years.
Lu Ming wandered around the Eighth Tribe. Unknowingly, he came to a wide open space. At this moment, his path was blocked.
More than a dozen burly and dark-skinned young men blocked Lu Ming's path.
They were the experts of the younger generation in the Eighth Tribe.
"Lu Ming, I heard that you're the descendant of an ascetic cultivator?"
A two-meter-tall young man with a square face stared at Lu Ming and asked.
"That's right!"
Lu Ming nodded.
"It's said that every ascetic cultivator is extremely powerful and far surpasses their peers. I wonder if this is true. Today, we'll see for ourselves."
The square-faced young man said with a strong fighting spirit.
It turned out that these young men wanted to spar with Lu Ming.
Lu Ming glanced around and found that the square-faced young man was only a Lv 7 True God. He shook his head and said, "You're no match for me!"
Lu Ming was telling the truth. A Lv 7 True God was indeed no match for him.
"How arrogant! Your cultivation is obviously lower than mine. How do you know that I'm no match for you? We haven't awakened our Divine Bodies either. My cultivation is higher than yours and I can suppress you. Come, let's fight!"
The square-faced young man was very persistent. His fighting strength was strong and he forced his way toward Lu Ming.
The other young men also stared at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming smiled bitterly. He knew that he had to fight today.
In the legends of the descendants of the Ancient Gods, the ascetic cultivators were extremely powerful. These people were curious and doubtful. They wanted to test Lu Ming's strength.
Figures appeared around them. They were the descendants of the Ancient Gods. Gu Hongshan also appeared. However, they didn't stop them. Instead, they looked on with anticipation.
The descendants of the Ancient Gods were very belligerent. They also wanted to see how strong Lu Ming was!
"Alright, let's spar then."
Lu Ming nodded. His body soared into the air, hovering in the air.
Bang!
The square-faced young man took a step forward and soared into the sky, standing face to face with Lu Ming.
Boom!
The square-faced youth was the first to move. Facing Lu Ming, he did not dare to be careless. He directly used his full strength. The power of a Seventh Level True God erupted completely, and a fist rumbled towards Lu Ming.
Boom!
Lu Ming also punched out.
With this punch, Lu Ming activated the Battle Character Secret Art's double combat power.
Dong!
The two fists collided, and a violent explosion erupted. Then, the square-faced young man's body violently shook, and he was blasted away like a cannonball. He flew for over a hundred miles, and his face paled as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You …"
The square-faced young man looked at Lu Ming in shock.
One move, just one move, and he was defeated. He was not Lu Ming's match at all.
"Impressive. He is indeed the descendant of the Ascetic Cultivators. His cultivation is two levels lower, but in terms of strength, he completely overpowered him."
Gu Hongshan exclaimed.
"Indeed, and I feel that he did not use his full strength at all. I wonder how strong he will be if he uses his full strength."
The others exclaimed, and they were even more curious.
"Thank you!"
Lu Ming cupped his fists at the square-faced young man.
"Impressive, indeed impressive. I admit defeat!"
The square-faced young man sighed and flew down to the ground.
Bang!
After the square-faced young man flew down, another young man flew up and stood in front of Lu Ming.
"My name is Gu Zhuo, and I am a Ninth Level True God. I would like to spar with you."
The young man cupped his fists and said.
"Please!"
Lu Ming raised his hand.
Since the other party wanted to spar with him, he would accompany him to the end. He wanted to convince the Ancient God Tribe and show his strength. This way, he would be able to gain more benefits from the Ancient God descendants.
Boom!
Gu Zhuo attacked. His muscles bulged, and his body seemed to have turned into steel. Although he had not awakened the Ancient God Body, the power of his Divine Body was not to be underestimated.
He attacked continuously, and his fists tore through the air and blasted towards Lu Ming.
Lu Ming did not take out his spear, and he also used his fists to fight.
However, Lu Ming's fists contained six Divine Powers, and the Battle Art had tripled his combat strength. Lu Ming's strength was already shocking, and he had completely suppressed his opponent.
Dong! Dong!
The two exchanged a few blows, and Gu Zhuo could not withstand Lu Ming's attacks, so he quickly retreated.
Just like the square-faced young man, he was also suppressed by Lu Ming.
"Impressive, really impressive. Gu Zhuo is a Ninth Level True God, but he is no match for him."
"The strength of the Ascetic Cultivators is indeed terrifying. Can he fight with a Heavenly God?"
Many Ancient God descendants were shocked by Lu Ming.
The dozen young men who had challenged Lu Ming looked at each other.
Gu Zhuo was the strongest among them. If even Gu Zhuo was no match for him, there was no need for the other sects to challenge him.
"Is there anyone else who wants to spar with me?"
Lu Ming asked. The dozen young men remained silent. They had already acknowledged Lu Ming's strength.
"The descendant of the Ascetic Cultivators is indeed the descendant of the Ascetic Cultivators. Your strength is amazing. How about I spar with you?"
At this moment, a voice came from afar. Then, a figure flashed, and a handsome young man appeared in the air.
The young man's aura was vast and mighty. He had reached the First Level Heavenly God Realm.
"Brother Gu Ming, it's Brother Gu Ming."
The young men were shocked.
"Gu Ming, you are one of the strongest geniuses of the Eighth Tribe. You are also a First Level Heavenly God and have awakened the Ancient God Body. It is not appropriate for you to spar with Lu Ming."
Gu Hongshan stepped forward and said.
"Brother Hongshan, I am itching to spar with Lu Ming because of his strength. If Lu Ming does not want to spar with me, I will not force him."
Gu Ming said with a smile.
He was indeed itching to spar with Lu Ming. Seeing how powerful Lu Ming was, he could not help but want to spar with Lu Ming. He wanted to see what other skills the descendant of the Ascetic Cultivators had.
"But …"
Gu Hongshan was still hesitant. After all, Gu Ming was much stronger than Lu Ming.
"Brother Hongshan, it's okay. I also want to spar with you to understand the power of the Ancient God Body."
Lu Ming said.
He had seen Gu Hongshan and the others using the Ancient God Body. He only knew that it was very powerful. However, he had not tried it himself. He was also very curious about the power of the Ancient God Body.
"In that case, you can spar with me. However, Lu Ming, you have to be careful. Gu Ming has awakened the Ancient God Body. It is the Orange Armored Ancient God Body."
Gu Hongshan reminded.
"Orange Armored Ancient God Body? Come on! "
Lu Ming exuded a strong battle intent.
"Haha, Brother Lu Ming is very forthright. However, if you want me to use the Orange Armored Ancient God Body, let's see if you can force me to use it."
Gu Ming smiled. The aura of a Heavenly God was completely released. A two-meter long mace appeared in his hand. It looked extremely ferocious.
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