Even though Lu Ming had transformed into a Green-armored Ancient God, his cultivation had only reached Lv 8 True God Realm. However, Lu Ming had completely suppressed Saint Son Zhi Xia.
Saint Son Zhi Xia's combat strength was similar to that of the Tianhong Saint Son.
Back then, Lu Ming's cultivation was also at Lv 8 True God Realm. When he transformed into a Green-armored Ancient God, he had defeated the Tianhong Saint Son.
Now, it was the same.
"Moon Slash, Moon Slash!"
The long spear in Lu Ming's hand was as big as a mountain. He constantly used the Moon Slash technique to attack Saint Son Zhi Xia.
At the same time, Lu Ming also used the Ice Chains and the Divine Dragon Dharma Characteristic Art.
The nine ice chains kept entangling the Holy Son of Zhixia, which seriously interfered with the Holy Son of Zhixia.
The two nine-clawed divine dragons roared again and again, completely suppressing Holy Son Zhi Xia.
Kang Chong and Liu Jie did not need to do anything.
"Fukō Seiko is going to lose."
"That's right. Lu Ming and Saint Daughter Qingxiang are really powerful. When they join forces with the Supreme Saint, Fukō Seiko is no match for them."
"Yeah. Look, Fukō Seiko is going to lose. The Supreme Saint is too strong."
Many onlookers were discussing. Suddenly, someone shouted.
At this moment, the Supreme Saint had completely suppressed Fukō Seiko. The terrifying fist force pressed down on Fukō Seiko.
The Saint Son of Fleeting Light finally couldn't hold on any longer and was punched in the chest by the Supreme Saint Son. The Saint Son of Fleeting Light let out a blood-curdling scream and spat out large mouthfuls of blood. His body exploded as he was blasted off the battle platform.
"Ah, damn it!"
Fukō Seiko roared. Being blasted out of the fighting ring meant that he had lost. He had lost the chance to become a Zongzi. He was really unwilling to accept this.
After defeating Fukō Seiko, the Supreme Saint's figure flashed and attacked the Flame Sky Saint.
Boom!
A terrifying Fist Force smashed towards the Flame Sky Saint Son. Although the Flame Sky Saint Son tried his best to block it, the difference between him and the Supreme Saint Son was too great. He directly vomited a mouthful of blood and was sent flying. He was severely injured.
The Flame Sky Saint was defeated.
"Green Lotus Sword Song, Sword Shakes the World!"
At this moment, Ouyang Qingxiang shouted and a dazzling Sword Saint Daughter Xuetan was sent flying.
Xuetan Saintess was defeated.
All of a sudden, Sacred Son Zhi Xia was the only one left on the side of Sacred Son Fu Guang. He was struggling bitterly in Lu Ming's hands. However, defeat was only a matter of time.
The Supreme Saint swept his gaze across Lu Ming and Ouyang Qingxiang. Suddenly, a sinister look flashed across his eyes. He transformed into a golden ray of light and charged toward Lu Ming, throwing a punch at Lu Ming.
The Paragon Saint actually launched a sneak attack on Lu Ming, and the first move was a killing move.
If Lu Ming were to be hit by this move, he would at least be seriously injured or even crippled.
Saint Son Zhi was still afraid of Lu Ming.
In his opinion, although Lu Ming was not as strong as him, his speed of improvement was too fast. If this continued, Lu Ming would surpass him soon.
This time, the reason why the Supreme Martial Artist and the rest initiated the meeting in advance to decide on the Zongzi position was that they were wary of Lu Ming.
They were afraid that Lu Ming would surpass Saint Son Zhi Dong.
This feeling made Saint Son Zhi Dong extremely uncomfortable.
In the past, he had always been high and mighty, suppressing the other Saint Sons and Saint Sons. The other Saint Sons and Saintesses were just there to accompany him.
But now, Lu Ming was about to surpass him. This made him extremely jealous of Lu Ming.
He would not allow the Kongxuan School to have a stronger prodigy than him, nor would he allow anyone with a higher talent than him. If there was, he would get rid of them.
Therefore, Saint Son Zhi Dong seized this opportunity to attack Lu Ming. He wanted to cripple Lu Ming in one move.
"Sovereign Universe, you're despicable!"
Ouyang Qingxiang shouted. Lu Ming was still fighting with Saint Son Zhi Xia. They had not completely defeated Saint Son Zhi Xia, but Saint Son Zhi Xia had already attacked Lu Ming. He was simply despicable and shameless.
At this moment, Ouyang Qingxiang attacked without hesitation. She used all her strength. She turned into a beam of sword light and appeared between Lu Ming and Saint Son Zhi Dong. Then, she used the rest of her strength to set up a layer of defense.
But at this critical moment, Ouyang Qingxiang did not gather much strength. How could she block Saint Son Zhi Dong's attack?
Boom!
Saint Son Zhi Dong's golden fist landed on Ouyang Qingxiang's body. It broke through Ouyang Qingxiang's defense, and a violent force heavily bombarded Ouyang Qingxiang's body.
Ouyang Qingxiang was directly sent flying, and blood splattered in the air.
"Qingxiang!"
Ouyang Qingxiang's grandfather caught Ouyang Qingxiang. Powerful divine force continuously poured into Ouyang Qingxiang's body.
Ouyang Qingxiang's face was pale. She was obviously seriously injured.
"Sovereign Universe!"
Lu Ming bellowed angrily, and the divine power that erupted increased by a notch. The spear gleam was like a mountain, shaking heaven and earth. It whipped the saint of Zhixia and sent him flying out of the fighting ring.
In this way, Fukō Seiko's group of four had been defeated, and Lu Ming's group was only left with three people.
Saint Son Zhi Dong, and there were still four of them.
Boom!
Lu Ming held his spear, and his battle intent soared. Cold killing intent burst out without any concealment.
"Despicable!"
Lu Ming said coldly.
"Hmph!"
Saint Son Zhi Dong snorted and stared at Lu Ming with an unfriendly gaze.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Three of Saint Son Zhi Dong's subordinates appeared beside Saint Son Zhi Dong and stood in a row.
Kang Chong and Liu Jie also appeared beside Lu Ming and stared angrily at Saint Son Zhi Dong.
"The outcome has been decided."
An elder shook his head.
"Looks like Saint Son Zhi Dong will definitely win this time. There is no suspense."
"Saint Son Zhi Dong will become a Zongzi. This is completely within my expectations."
"Fortunately, I have already sided with Saint Son Zhi Dong. Haha!"
The scene was noisy. Some people were happy, while others were sad.
The other Saint Sons and Saintesses' factions naturally had ugly expressions, but those of Saint Son Zhi Dong's faction were wild with joy.
They all thought that the outcome had been decided.
Only Lu Ming's group of three was left. It was impossible for them to be a match for Saint Son Zhi Dong.
"Lu Ming, do you still want to fight? I think you'd better get off the battle stage yourself, lest I have to do it myself."
Saint Son Zhi Dong said coldly, looking at Lu Ming with disdain.
"Get off the battle stage? Of course I will. But before that, I will make you kneel in front of me."
Lu Ming said coldly.
"You want me to kneel in front of you? Hahaha! "
Saint Son Zhi Dong laughed maniacally. After laughing for a while, his expression changed and revealed a trace of malevolence.
"Originally, I could have let you off if you had gotten off the battle stage yourself. But now, I have changed my mind. I want you to kneel in front of me and lick my shoes."
Saint Son Zhi Dong said coldly, and the aura on his body became even more violent.
Bam! Bam!
Saint Son Zhi Dong stepped forward step by step. His whole body was covered with golden divine power, and he was extraordinarily mighty.
His violent aura kept pressing down on Lu Ming's group. With every step he took, his aura became stronger.
Lu Ming stood there motionless. However, Kang Chong and Liu Jie were unable to withstand the attack and retreated continuously.
(End of Chapter)
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