"Moulins, I heard that you were the one who introduced Lu Ming. It seems like you don't have good foresight. Lu Ming's talent is not bad, but he is too arrogant. He will die young."
Ning Kong looked at Moulins and said coldly.
Moulins curled her lips and said, "I think your precious son is the one who will die young."
"Hmph, is that so? I hope you can still say that later. "
Ning Kong snorted and waved his sleeves, sitting down at the side.
Swoosh!
Ning Feng's figure moved, leaping down from the spectator stand. His body was as agile as a swallow.
After a few leaps, Ning Feng crossed over fifty meters and appeared on the Vermilion Bird Arena.
"What an amazing movement technique. Ning Feng has been practicing martial arts for many years, so he can't be underestimated. His low-grade Yellow Level movement technique, Three Swipes of the Swallow, has already reached the fifth level."
"Ning Feng has been taught by his father for many years, so it's normal for him to reach this level. But that Lu Ming, how long has it been since he entered the sect? In terms of martial arts, he is definitely not Ning Feng's opponent! "
"That's right!"
The surrounding disciples were discussing.
"Lu Ming is here!"
At this time, a disciple shouted.
Sure enough, Lu Ming, Pang Shi and Hua Chi walked over from a mountain path.
"I didn't think that Lu Ming would dare to open the arena."
"Hmph, he's just courting death. I think he won't even be able to take ten moves from Senior Ning."
"Ten moves? I think he'll be lucky if he can take three moves. "
A few disciples beside Ning Kong sneered.
As Lu Ming walked over, the crowd naturally dispersed. Lu Ming walked up the Vermilion Bird Arena Stage step by step, facing Ning Feng.
"Haha, Lu Ming, you really dared to come. I thought you would hide in your dorm like a coward."
Ning Feng looked at Lu Ming with disdain.
"Ning Feng, you think you're worthy?"
Lu Ming smiled faintly.
"Whether I'm worthy or not, you will know in a moment. Lu Ming, the moment you step onto the arena platform, it's already a battle of life and death. Hehe, even if you want to regret now, it's too late."
Ning Feng sneered.
"You talk too much. Hurry up and make your move. I hope you won't disappoint me."
Lu Ming said.
"Haha, let you down?"
Ning Feng laughed out loud as if he had heard a very funny joke.
Ning Feng had already been in the Vermillion Bird Courtyard for five years. Although his talent wasn't particularly outstanding, it wasn't weak either.
Now, there was actually a newcomer who had only been in the sect for a little more than a month saying that he hoped he wouldn't disappoint him.
Ridiculous, extremely ridiculous.
After that, Ning Feng's expression turned gloomy. "Since you're so eager to die, I'll fulfill your wish. Today, I'll crush your confidence and crush your pride."
Ning Feng sneered coldly. His figure flashed as he sent a palm strike towards Lu Ming.
A layer of black light shrouded his palm. Zhenqi burst forth from his palm, accompanied by a violent whistling sound.
Low-grade Yellow Class Martial Skill, Black Rock Palm.
"Is that all you've got? You want to crush me? "
Lu Ming smiled faintly as he punched out.
Flame Dragon Fist, a fiery aura filled the air as the faint roar of a dragon resounded.
The fist aura was as heavy as a mountain. Its power was unstoppable as it heavily collided with Ning Feng's palm.
Bang!
The fist and palm collided, causing a violent explosion. Waves of hot air swept out in all directions.
The two separated immediately after the collision. A figure was forced back three steps.
This figure was actually Ning Feng.
Everyone was stunned. Ning Feng was actually forced back by a single move. How was this possible?
From the aura that Ning Feng had just revealed, he had already erupted with the cultivation of the peak of the Sixth Layer Martial Master.
The peak of the Sixth Layer Martial Master was actually forced back by Lu Ming with a single punch. Unbelievable. How could Lu Ming be so strong?
Ning Feng's eyes were also filled with shock. He didn't expect Lu Ming to be so strong.
"Good, powerful. Senior Brother Lu Ming is mighty."
In the crowd, Pang Shi loudly cheered.
In the stands, Moulins's eyes flashed and a smile appeared on her face. She looked at Ning Kong and said, "It seems that Lu Ming is more skilled."
"Hmph, it's still too early to say this!"
Ning Kong coldly snorted.
"This Lu Ming's talent is too amazing. Kill, I must kill him today. Otherwise, there will be no place for me in the Vermilion Bird Courtyard in the future!"
On the Vermilion Bird Courtyard, Ning Feng roared in his heart.
Clang!
A long sword was unsheathed.
"Wind Demon Sword Art — Rising Wind and Surging Clouds."
At this moment, Ning Feng revealed his ability. Sword Qi like a waterfall suddenly erupted. It broke through the air and violently slashed down at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming sneered and also unsheathed his long sword. Sword Qi was like a stream of light, cutting through the air and whistling out.
This sword was not the Black Edge Sword, but the sword left behind by his father, the Heavenly Star Sword.
The Black Edge Sword was only a High Grade Spirit Weapon. It was obviously not enough to fight with Ning Feng.
But the sword left behind by his father was a High Grade Spirit Weapon. Only then could he display his full strength.
Clang!
The two swords clashed and exploded with a shocking boom. Their bodies slightly swayed and then they started fighting again.
Clang! Clang …
The two swords clashed and sword Qi crisscrossed. The two figures were completely engulfed by sword light.
"Strong, so strong. Lu Ming can actually fight with Ning Feng."
"Ning Feng's Wind Demon Sword Art is a High Grade Yellow Grade Sword Art. Moreover, it has been cultivated to the fifth level. But Lu Ming can actually fight with Ning Feng with only sword art. The strength of his sword art is not inferior to Ning Feng's at all. It's really incredible."
"This battle is going to be interesting."
Looking at the two people fighting on the Vermilion Bird Courtyard, some senior disciples could not stay calm and started discussing.
"Wind Demon Sword Art — Wind World Slashing."
"Wind Demon Sword Art — Hurricane Destruction."
.....
Ning Feng continuously used the powerful moves of the Wind Demon Sword Art.
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged more than fifty moves.
Clang!
With a loud sound, the two figures separated.
"Lu Ming, I admit that your strength is not bad. You can actually fight with me to this extent. But today, you must die!"
"Now, I'll let you see my strength!"
Boom!
Ning Feng's body suddenly emitted a rumbling sound. Following that, his aura surged and a berserk aura burst out from Ning Feng's body.
"Seventh level Martial Master, Ning Feng has broken through to the seventh level Martial Master."
"Lu Ming is finished. The seventh level Martial Master is not something that the sixth level Martial Master can compare to. Ning Feng has actually broken through. Then Lu Ming is dead for sure."
"What a pity for a top genius!"
"So what if he's a genius? There are countless geniuses in the world. Every year, who knows how many geniuses die. A genius who hasn't grown up is nothing. "
When Ning Feng revealed his cultivation of the seventh level Martial Master, almost everyone thought that Lu Ming was finished.
In the stands, Moulins, Feng Wu and the rest also revealed expressions of shock and worry.
"Haha!"
Ning Kong laughed loudly and said, "Moulins, you didn't expect it, right? This time, Lu Ming will definitely die!"
Moulins's eyes flashed, but she did not respond. In fact, she was not confident in her heart.
Could Lu Ming block Ning Feng?
"Lu Ming, I'll let you experience my peak battle strength now. However, the result you see is death!"
Ning Feng laughed complacently as a bloody light flashed on his body.
Bloodline Eruption!
His bloodline was a fourth level bloodline. When his bloodline erupted, his battle strength increased by forty percent.
"Wind Demon Sword Art — — Wind Rises and Clouds Surge!"
Ning Feng slashed out with his sword. The wind howled as it turned into seven or eight sword beams that slashed towards Lu Ming.
It was the same move, but it was several times stronger than before.
"This way, it's more interesting!"
On the Vermillion Bird Arena, Lu Ming narrowed his eyes. His feet heavily stomped on the stage and his body rushed out like lightning.
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