Lu Ming looked around and said in a clear voice.
"I'll go!"
A red-haired man stepped into the air and flew onto the stage.
"Someone has indeed made a move!"
Lu Ming's lips curled into a smile.
He had suppressed his True Yuan so that he wasn't much stronger than the big-eyed old man. His goal was to attract the attention of others. If he was too strong, who would dare to go on stage?
Now, the red-haired man stepped onto the stage.
"What's your name?"
The red-haired man asked.
"Shura," Lu Ming replied indifferently.
"Shura? Hehe! Kill! "
All of a sudden, the red-haired burly man attacked. A flaming saber gleam that was a thousand meters long slashed violently at Lu Ming.
"Exploding Star Fist!"
Lu Ming punched out, and the explosive fist energy clashed with the opponent's saber light, causing the stage to tremble.
Peng!
Lu Ming's fist energy was actually shattered, and the blazing saber light continued to slash down at Lu Ming.
"Die!" The red-haired man's body was covered in blazing flames, and his expression was savage.
"Not bad!"
Lu Ming's lips curled into a smile.
This red-haired man was much stronger than the big-eyed old man. No wonder he dared to go on stage.
"Then I'll add two more points!"
Lu Ming smiled and punched out again.
Boom!
This fist energy was twice as strong as the previous one, and it pierced through the red-haired man's saber light. The fist energy didn't stop there, and it continued on toward the red-haired man.
"Ah! You were hiding your strength!"
The red-haired man roared and revealed a terrified expression. He used all his strength and slashed out with his saber.
However, the result was the same. Just like the big-eyed old man, he was completely suppressed by Lu Ming. After dozens of moves, Lu Ming killed him with one punch.
"Exploding Star Fist, nearing the third level!"
Lu Ming muttered as he put away the interspatial ring and devoured the red-haired man's essence blood.
After devouring the essence blood of two Peak-tier Kings, the nine dragons bloodline rumbled.
"Refine!"
Lu Ming stood on the battle platform and began to refine the essence blood while waiting for others to challenge him.
The surroundings fell silent. For a moment, no one stepped forward.
Although Lu Ming had killed two people in a row and obtained their storage rings, and as long as they killed him, the rewards would definitely be huge, Lu Ming's battle prowess was still unknown to the others.
"Hmph!"
Chen Zhao snorted coldly, his expression ugly.
He said that it would be good if Lu Ming could win one round, but now, Lu Ming had won two rounds in a row, which made him very unhappy.
Two minutes. Lu Ming stood on the platform for two minutes. The essence blood of the nine dragons bloodline was used by Lu Ming to improve his second bloodline.
The Nine Dragons Bloodline needed a lot of blood essence to reach the ninth tier of the King class. Lu Ming planned to upgrade his second bloodline to the eighth tier of the King class before upgrading the Nine Dragons Bloodline.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a figure rushed onto the fighting ring. It was a tall and thin middle-aged man.
Everyone was refreshed. Finally, someone else came onto the platform.
Lu Ming looked at the middle-aged man.
"Asura, your fist strength is powerful, but as long as I don't take it head-on, I'll see what you can do!"
Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man moved and turned into phantoms, pouncing on Lu Ming.
By the time he finished speaking, the tall and thin man had turned into 18 phantoms, surrounding Lu Ming. Sharp sword Qi pierced the air and stabbed toward Lu Ming's vital parts.
18 phantoms and 18 streaks of sword Qi were extremely sharp.
Boom! Boom!
Lu Ming punched several times in a row, hitting several phantoms. Those phantoms collapsed and disappeared.
"Phantoms!"
Lu Ming raised his eyebrows. His figure flashed continuously, avoiding the attack of the Sword Aura. Then, both his fists punched continuously.
Streaks of fist strength pierced through the void and blasted on the phantoms. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight phantoms collapsed. They were all phantoms, not real.
The remaining phantoms moved again and continued to pounce on Lu Ming. In the process, the number of phantoms increased again, returning to 18.
Every single one of them appeared to be real. Even their auras were exactly the same.
"Haha, die!"
The 18 phantoms sneered at the same time.
Lu Ming's figure flashed and dodged the attacks. At the same time, he continued to punch out.
The tall and thin man's phantoms were constantly shattered, but each time they were shattered, they would recover.
The two of them were in a state of anxiety. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged more than 50 blows.
"It seems that Asura has met his match!"
"That's right. Shura's Zhen Yuan is abundant, and his fist energy is tyrannical. However, his weakness is also very obvious. His opponent's unpredictable movement skill has entangled him, and his fist energy has no place to use it."
"Wearing a Asura mask to imitate Yama, they are not on the same level. The difference is too great!"
The spectators around expressed their opinions one after another.
In the process of their discussion, dozens of blows had passed in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Lu Ming felt that his Exploding Star Fist was becoming smoother and smoother.
Boom!
Suddenly, he punched out, and the power was stronger than before.
The tall and thin man was shocked.
"Haha, the Exploding Star Fist has finally been cultivated to the third level. This battle should be over!"
Lu Ming smiled in his heart.
Boom!
Lu Ming stepped on the fighting ring and rushed to the sky. Then, he looked down from above and punched out one after another.
In an instant, Lu Ming punched out dozens of times. Dozens of fist strength streaked across the sky like meteors and fell on the fighting ring.
And the power of each strike was stronger than before.
"So many!"
The tall and thin man was shocked. He tried his best to dodge, but the phantoms still collapsed one after another.
The 18 phantoms became 17, 16 …
In the blink of an eye, there were only two or three phantoms left.
Just as he was about to continue changing his form, dozens of fists came crashing down from the sky.
"No!"
The tall and thin man roared. In the next moment, he was drowned by dozens of fist strength.
The fighting ring rumbled violently. When the fist strength disappeared, the tall and thin man was lying there like a pile of mud, without any signs of life.
Just like before, the blood essence and storage ring all belonged to Lu Ming.
Three consecutive victories. Lu Ming had won three consecutive victories.
Moreover, he had won consecutively, not over a few days. Many people's consecutive victories were actually accumulated over many days. For example, Chen Dao would occasionally fight and accumulate his consecutive victories.
It was difficult to win consecutively in a short period of time because continuous battles would consume a lot of True Essence. Moreover, the challengers would definitely become stronger.
"Who wants to fight me?"
Lu Ming continued to look around.
"Hehe, that's enough. You have already obtained three storage rings. Now, let me deal with you!"
A sneer was heard, and a red figure appeared on the fighting ring.
"It's Xue Gang. He's going to attack again!"
"Looks like he's been waiting. Now that Asura has won three consecutive battles, he's going to attack!"
"I wonder if Asura dares to accept the challenge. Xue Gang defeated Chen Dao just now!"
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