Everyone's heart thumped a few times.
Lu Ming actually blocked Guan Lianbi's attack. Moreover, it was when Guan Lianbi had accumulated his strength to the peak. This was too unbelievable. One must know that Lu Ming was only a fifth-level Divine Lord.
"Damn it!"
"How is this possible?!"
Han Feng, Qi Ping, and the rest widened their eyes at the same time.
Especially Qi Ping, his face was pale.
Lu Ming was too terrifying. The key was that Lu Ming was a disciple of the Fengdu Sword Sect. He had treated Lu Ming like that previously. How would Lu Ming treat him in the future?
When he thought of Lu Ming taking revenge on him in the future, he broke out in cold sweat.
"I hope he will be beaten to death in this competition!"
Qi Ping prayed in his heart.
Huff!
Guan Lianbi let out a breath. The light in his eyes shot out three zhang. To be honest, he was also shocked. At the same time, he was excited.
"Powerful, really powerful. Come again!"
Guan Lianbi hollered. He stomped his feet and dashed toward Lu Ming.
His fist was emitting a dazzling radiance. It had doubled in size.
The huge iron fist was attacking Lu Ming like a storm.
"Better use the sword!"
Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat. Since he was pretending to be a disciple of the Fengdu Sword Sect, he had to act more realistically.
He clenched his fists in the air and used the sword-type secret technique in his cells. A sword light appeared and was held in Lu Ming's hands.
Swoosh!
Lu Ming brandished the sword light and slashed at Guan Lianbi.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The two of them clashed continuously. Energy overflowed. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged more than ten moves.
The two of them retreated and charged towards each other again.
After more than ten moves, there was still no clear victor.
"Divine Iron Battle Armor!"
Guan Lianbi roared. A battle armor appeared on his body. The battle armor emitted a dazzling radiance, making Guan Lianbi's aura even stronger.
He pushed his combat strength to the limit.
"Origin Source Secret Technique. I have severed three shackles!"
Lu Ming thought to himself.
Evidently, Guan Lianbi's secret origin technique had severed three shackles. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so powerful.
"Battle Formula, activate!"
Lu Ming finally triggered the Battle Formula. However, it didn't trigger five times combat strength, but two times.
This was just a competition, not a life and death battle. There was no need for him to use his full strength to defeat Guan Lianbi.
It was better to keep some trump cards hidden.
But even with two times his combat strength, Lu Ming's aura had still soared. His strength had greatly increased, causing everyone's hearts to fiercely tremble.
Whoosh!
The sword light in Lu Ming's hand soared and slashed at Guan Lianbi's fist.
This time, Guan Lianbi's body shook violently as he retreated continuously. However, Lu Ming did not retreat this time.
Lu Ming had the upper hand.
Swish! Swish!
Swish! After Lu Ming gained the upper hand, his attacks were like a storm. The sword light overlapped and slashed at Guan Lianbi one after another.
Guan Lianbi roared and used all his strength to resist. However, he couldn't stop Lu Ming at all. Every time they clashed, he had to retreat.
Clang!
Some of the sword light slashed at Guan Lianbi's body, but it actually produced clanging sounds and sparks. It couldn't break through Guan Lianbi's defense at all.
"His defense is really thick!"
Lu Ming muttered.
Guan Lianbi was from the Ironwall Race. He was best at defense, and his defense was extremely strong.
In other aspects, he wasn't strong enough.
However, Lu Ming didn't need to break through his defense at all.
Lu Ming only needed to force Guan Lianbi off the stage, and that was enough.
Lu Ming concentrated his strength. He didn't want to break through Guan Lianbi's defense, but only used his strength to directly attack.
Guan Lianbi was completely suppressed by Lu Ming. He wanted to rush out, but his speed wasn't enough. This made him extremely sullen.
Soon, Guan Lianbi was about to retreat to the edge of the stage.
"Stop, I don't want to fight anymore, I don't want to fight anymore, I admit defeat!"
Guan Lianbi shouted and directly admitted defeat.
If they continued to fight, he would be blasted off the stage by Lu Ming.
As soon as Guan Lianbi admitted defeat, Lu Ming flew back and restrained his aura. The sword light in his hand also dissipated.
"Mu Yun, I admit that your combat strength is really strong and unbelievable. However, if the two of us fight to the death, I may not lose to you!"
Guan Lianbi said. He took the initiative to admit defeat, but he was still somewhat unwilling.
His defense was strong enough. If it was a life and death battle, he could rely on his powerful defense to resist Lu Ming's attack. When Lu Ming's divine power was exhausted and his attacks weakened, he could counterattack and perhaps defeat Lu Ming.
Lu Ming smiled slightly and didn't refute.
With the strength he had just used, it was true that he couldn't break through Guan Lianbi's defense. It was indeed as Guan Lianbi thought.
However, he didn't use his full strength at all.
He only activated the Battle Formula to double his combat strength. If he activated the Battle Formula to increase his combat strength by five times, he could instantly tear through Guan Lianbi's defense.
"Mu Yun wins this battle!"
Liu Feichuan announced.
The scene was in an uproar.
This result was really out of everyone's expectations.
Obviously, after Lu Ming defeated Guan Lianbi on the third stage, he was invincible. It was very likely that he would advance as the first in the group.
No one had expected this beforehand.
Qi Ping's face was pale.
Han Feng's face was extremely gloomy. Of course, the experts of the Black Blood Hall were also gloomy.
Sect Leader Wan, on the other hand, burst into laughter.
He felt that his decision to invite Lu Ming was too wise.
After this battle, Lu Ming won thirteen consecutive battles.
The competition continued.
Next, the scene gradually became clear. It was also clear whether the participants on each stage could advance or not.
In the next two battles, Lu Ming's opponents directly surrendered.
They clearly saw the strength that Lu Ming had displayed in the battle with Guan Lianbi. They also knew that they weren't Lu Ming's match. If they didn't surrender, would they be looking for trouble?
Just like that, Lu Ming won fifteen consecutive battles and became the first in the third stage.
After a while, the battles on the other stages also ended. The number of participants from each force was also tabulated.
Some people were happy, while others were sad.
There were eighteen forces and seventy-two participants. On average, each force would be allocated four participants.
However, in reality, it was naturally impossible for each force to have four participants.
There were strong and weak forces.
For example, there were seven sky-prides from the Great Sect who had qualified.
And the weakest force only had one pitiful genius.
Unless the only prodigy in this faction had heaven-defying strength and could achieve consecutive victories, this faction would most likely be at the bottom.
The leader of this force had an extremely ugly expression.
If their results were at the bottom, they would definitely be the weakest when the resources were allocated.
For a long time in the future, they would not have good resources and their strength would get worse. This would form a vicious cycle.
This time, the Fengdu Sword Sect had three people who had advanced.
Their results were not satisfactory and could only be considered as barely passable.
These three people were Lu Ming, Han Feng, and a supreme talent from the Purple-eyed Golden Geese called Yanzi.
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