"Crush him!"
The Paragon Saint bellowed. His fist force was as strong as a mountain, and it blasted toward Lu Ming.
Rumble!
Lu Ming saw a huge golden fist pressing down from the sky. The entire space shook violently.
Roar!
Lu Ming let out a roar that sounded like the roar of an Ancient God as he swept out his spear.
Clang!
The long spear collided with the Paragon Saint's golden fist. Terrifying sound waves spread out in all directions like ripples of water.
Weng!
Lu Ming's long spear shook violently as if it was about to shatter. Lu Ming's hundred-meter tall body shook violently as he retreated.
Dong! Dong!
The hundred-meter tall body stepped on the fighting stage, creating a loud boom. The fighting stage shook continuously. Lu Ming retreated more than ten steps before he could stabilize himself.
"Lu Ming, you're going to lose! Kneel down!"
The Paragon Holy Son roared as he looked down at Lu Ming. His huge fists pressed down on Lu Ming, trying to force Lu Ming to kneel on the ground.
"Do you think you're the only one who can grow bigger? Change for me too! Grow bigger, bigger, bigger, bigger!"
Lu Ming hollered. His body rapidly grew in size.
Lu Ming's body also grew to a height of two hundred meters. The scales on his body also turned green.
Lu Ming did not hold back and transformed into a green-armored Ancient God.
Boom!
He struck out with his spear and clashed with the Paragon Holy Son. The sky shook continuously, and the two figures retreated continuously.
The two of them retreated more than ten steps respectively.
"What? Lu Ming was still holding back? This is too shocking. "
Lu Ming's transformation into a green-armored Ancient God shocked even more people.
Originally, everyone thought that Lu Ming had reached his limit and could not get any stronger.
However, Lu Ming didn't seem to have any confidence. As his opponents became stronger, Lu Ming also became stronger.
The Paragon Saint used his secret technique, Paragon Vajra, and transformed into a 200-meter-tall giant.
Lu Ming also transformed into a green-armored ancient god.
"Damn it!"
The Paragon Saint roared, his heart trembling. Deep fear flashed in his eyes.
Yes, he was deeply shocked by Lu Ming's endless methods. In his heart, he was also scared.
"No, I must win today, and I must kill this brat. I must kill him."
The Paragon Saint roared in his heart, his eyes filled with malevolence.
Originally, he wasn't allowed to kill his opponent in this match. However, he didn't care anymore. No matter what, he had to kill Lu Ming.
With his background, even if he killed Lu Ming, so what? When the time came, who would punish him for a dead person?
"Kill!"
The Paragon Saint roared as he swung his fists at Lu Ming.
"Kill!"
Lu Ming was not afraid at all. He also charged at the Paragon Saint. The two huge figures collided and fought with each other.
Both of them used all their strength, trying to suppress each other.
Boom! Boom!
The two of them fought on the fighting stage, and then from the fighting stage to the sky.
This battle lasted more than a hundred moves.
Bang!
The Paragon Saint punched Lu Ming's shoulder, directly penetrating Lu Ming's shoulder. Green scales mixed with flesh and blood flew everywhere.
However, Lu Ming's long spear also pierced the Paragon Saint's abdomen. It directly pierced through his abdomen, creating a big hole.
Tragic! The battle was very tragic.
At this point in the battle, both of them knew that their combat strength was equal. Only by fighting head-on could they have a chance of winning.
It depended on who was more ruthless and whose willpower was stronger.
The two of them didn't care about their injuries. Before they could recover, they fought again.
Next, both of them were hit. Injury for injury, and their injuries worsened.
However, both of them didn't care. In their eyes, there was only one goal, and that was to defeat their opponent.
"Lu Ming!"
At the side of the fighting stage, Ouyang Qingxiang, Yue Linglong, and the others were watching nervously, their hands tightly clenched together.
They naturally hoped that Lu Ming could win.
As for the Paragon Saint and those who supported the Paragon Saint, they were also very nervous. They also hoped that the Paragon Saint could win.
Therefore, most of them held their breaths, staring at the two figures, waiting for the final result.
"Damn it, this kid is actually so strong."
The Paragon Saint was more shocked as the battle went on. Lu Ming's strength, patience, and ruthlessness had all exceeded his expectations.
"I will definitely win. My cultivation is at the sixth level of the Heavenly God Realm, and my divine power is strong and condensed. As for him, he is only at the peak of the True God Realm. I don't believe that I can't beat him with my divine power. I will exhaust him to death."
The Paragon Saint thought.
Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed.
Lu Ming had the Measurable Character Art, and he had stored a large amount of divine power. He wasn't afraid of anyone who had more divine power.
The two of them exchanged another two hundred moves. At this time, the Paragon Saint's divine power was gradually losing. As for Lu Ming, he was still as lively as a dragon and lively as a tiger.
"Not good, Lu Ming is a monster. If this continues, Universe won't be able to defeat him. I must stop him."
Zhi Zun Dong cried out in his heart, "Stop!"
Hearing this, the Paragon Saint wanted to retreat and stop the battle.
However, how could Lu Ming let him retreat so easily?
Lu Ming quickly followed, his spear constantly stabbing at the Paragon Saint, making it impossible for the Paragon Saint to retreat.
Seeing this, the Paragon Saint's eyes flashed with a trace of malevolence. A powerful aura erupted from his body, pressing down on Lu Ming and the Paragon Saint. He said in a cold voice, "Lu Ming, I told you to retreat. Didn't you hear me?"
However, the moment the Paragon Saint's aura erupted, Ouyang Qingxiang's grandfather also moved, releasing a burst of aura to counteract the Paragon Saint's aura.
Therefore, Lu Ming's figure only paused for a moment before he continued to attack the Paragon Saint.
"Paragon Saint, what are you doing? They are in the middle of a battle. During the battle, others have no right to interfere. "
Ouyang Qingxiang's grandfather, Yue Wuya, said coldly.
"Who said I'm interfering? I just have something to announce!"
The Paragon Saint said.
"What is it? Just say it."
Yue Wuya said coldly.
"Today's battle is too tragic. The two of them are still in a draw. Moreover, both of them are heavily injured. If this continues, it will be disadvantageous for them. I suggest that we end it as a draw today and continue the battle another day to prevent them from injuring their origin."
The Paragon Saint said.
His eyes flashed with a cunning light.
As long as they stopped the battle now and fought another day, he had a way to let the Paragon Saint win the next time. He could even make Lu Ming disappear forever, unable to compete with the Paragon Saint.
"Hahaha, what a joke. Old man, you're too shameless. Everyone can see that Sovereign Universe's divine power is running out. He's about to be defeated, and you're saying it's a draw? And you're saying it's for our own good? Bah, shameless."
Lu Ming was really infuriated. He simply scolded him.
He had seen many shameless people, and the Paragon Saint could definitely be ranked in the top five.
(End of Chapter)
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