The senior disciple continued to explain, "However, Duanmu Hu's Martial Skill is the opposite of Feng Xinglie's. Duanmu Hu's Martial Skill is a defensive Low Grade Profound Martial Skill, Heavenly Tiger Protective Art. One is for defense and the other is for offense. Isn't this interesting?"
Everyone was enlightened.
Feng Xinglie and Duanmu Hu were like a spear and a shield. In this battle, it would depend on whether Feng Xinglie's spear attack or Duanmu Hu's shield defense was stronger.
Whoever was stronger would win!
This situation was not limited to this area. It was happening everywhere.
Many senior disciples who had been in the sect for five or eight years might not have a high cultivation, but they had sharp eyes and knew a lot of information.
Many people knew the Martial Skills that the two of them were good at, and they became more interested.
"Now, let the battle begin!"
The referee announced and stepped aside.
Boom! Boom!
Instantly, Feng Xinglie and Duanmu Hu exploded with powerful auras.
The auras collided in the air.
At this moment, Feng Xinglie moved. He unsheathed his long sword, and the sword light was like a flash of lightning, piercing through the air and stabbing towards Duanmu Hu.
Returning Sword!
This sword was even stronger than the previous one!
Because Feng Xinglie had activated his Bloodline.
Six Chakras, Level 6 Bloodline.
This was the first time Lu Ming saw a Level 6 Bloodline Warrior.
This sword was incomparably breathtaking. Everyone's eyes were fixed on this sword.
Boom!
Duanmu Hu took a step forward, and a tiger's roar was heard. Two tigers formed by Genuine Qi appeared around him.
Two ferocious tigers roared as they leaped around Duanmu Hu, surrounding him so tightly that not even a drop of water could escape.
"Feng Xinglie, let's see how you break my defense!"
Duanmu Hu roared.
In an instant, Feng Xinglie's long sword stabbed Duanmu Hu.
Roar …
The two tigers roared and blocked in front of Duanmu Hu. They collided with Feng Xinglie's long sword.
At the place where the long sword and the tigers collided, a dazzling light shone.
However, everyone was staring at the fighting ring, not daring to look away. They were afraid that they would miss the exciting moment.
This was definitely a battle that would decide the winner in one move. If Feng Xinglie could break Duanmu Hu's defense, then he would win. Otherwise, Duanmu Hu would win.
Could Feng Xinglie break Duanmu Hu's defense?
Boom!
Suddenly, there was a loud explosion as Feng Xinglie and Duanmu Hu's bodies crossed each other.
Who won?
Bang!
Suddenly, Duanmu Hu fell to his knees and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Everyone saw that there was a deep wound on his chest, just like Sun Guang's wound.
"I lost!"
Duanmu Hu stood up and left without looking back.
Duanmu Hu was defeated, and the whole place was in an uproar.
"Brilliant, truly brilliant. Although it's only one move, it's a battle between the peak of offense and defense."
"Not bad, today's trip wasn't in vain."
"Do you guys think Feng Xinglie will continue to challenge?"
"That shouldn't be the case. His bloodline has already erupted, and he won't be able to recover in a short period of time."
"That's true!"
At that moment, the judge announced Feng Xinglie's victory.
Feng Xinglie slowly walked down the stage under the admiring and admiring gazes of the audience.
"Amazing, too amazing. Senior Brother Lu Ming, Love-Struck Fool, let's go back. I must cultivate even harder and strive to enter the Bronze List in the future!"
Pang Shi said with a resolute expression.
"Go back? The battle hasn't ended. Why should we go back? "
Lu Ming smiled faintly.
"The battle hasn't ended?"
Pang Shi and Hua Chi were not the only ones beside Lu Ming. Everyone else was stunned.
Yes, it hasn't ended? Why would Lu Ming say that it hasn't ended?
"Feng Xinglie's battle has ended, but my battle has just begun!"
Lu Ming smiled. He then got up and leaped toward the fighting ring below.
After a few breaths, Lu Ming stepped onto the bronze platform.
"What … What is Senior Brother Lu Ming doing?"
Pang Shi said in a daze.
The others beside him were also stunned.
"It seems like Lu Ming wants to challenge the bronze platform today!"
At that moment, Hua Chi's eyes were extremely bright, and at the same time, they were filled with shock.
"What? Senior Brother Lu Ming wants to challenge the bronze platform? "
Pang Shi was extremely shocked.
The others nearby were also shocked.
The disciples around the bronze platform were about to leave when they suddenly saw a figure fly onto the platform. They couldn't help but be stunned.
"Who is that? What is he doing on the bronze platform? "
"Eh? Isn't that Lu Ming? This year's Newcomer King, Lu Ming! "
"So he is Lu Ming. What is he trying to do? Is he going to challenge the bronze platform? "
"That's impossible. Even if he is the Newcomer King, he is only this year's Newcomer King. It's still too early for him to challenge the bronze platform! "
"That's right!"
There was a burst of discussion around, but those who were about to leave sat down again.
On the fighting stage, the middle-aged judge and Feng Xinglie, who had already walked to the side of the stage, stopped.
"Lu Ming, what are you doing on the stage?"
The middle-aged judge asked with a smile.
"Elder, Lu Ming requests to challenge the bronze platform!"
Lu Ming cupped his fists and said.
The moment these words came out, the crowd went into an uproar.
"Nestle, he really wants to challenge the bronze platform."
"He's too arrogant and too impatient. Lu Ming is only this year's Newcomer King, and he wants to challenge the bronze platform? Too impatient. "
"He's just a child. In my opinion, he saw Feng Xinglie's consecutive victories and rushed up in envy. If he challenges now, there's almost no chance of him succeeding."
"That's not necessarily true. I heard that three months ago, when he destroyed the Star Moon Pavilion, he displayed battle strength that was not weaker than a Martial Master Realm Ninth Realm martial artist."
"So what? What's the use of a Martial Master Realm Ninth Realm martial artist on the bronze platform? Who on the bronze platform is weaker than a Martial Master Realm Ninth Realm martial artist? I admit Lu Ming's talent, but he just entered the sect this year. If he had another year, I won't deny that he could be like Feng Xinglie and enter the bronze list. But now, it's almost impossible. "
"If you want to challenge the bronze platform, you can't rely on cultivation alone. Cultivation can be improved quickly if you have some kind of treasure. However, Martial Skills, Secret Techniques, etc., require time to comprehend them. Those on the bronze list who can cultivate Profound Level Martial Skills, which one of them isn't talented and spent a lot of time to comprehend them?"
"Maybe he just wants to win a few matches in a row?"
"Win a few matches in a row? He's the Newcomer King, not an ordinary disciple. If he only wins a few matches in a row, then he might as well not go up the stage and embarrass himself. "
"That's true!"
The crowd was in an uproar, but the discussion was almost one-sided. They all thought that Lu Ming was too impulsive and should not challenge now. He should be like Feng Xinglie and wait until his battle strength reached a certain level before exploding out and shocking the world.
In the southern stands, Pang Shi and the others were still in a daze.
"Hua Chi, you … How many matches do you think Senior Brother Lu Ming can win? Can he enter the bronze list? "
Pang Shi asked in a daze.
"Lu Ming, I can't see through him anymore. But he's not an impulsive person. Since he's going up, he must have some confidence."
Hua Chi said.
Although he said so, Hua Chi's eyes were still filled with shock.
"That's true, I also believe in Senior Brother Lu Ming!"
Pang Shi scratched his head.
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