Chapter 293
Not to mention the referee, the surrounding martial artists were all dumbfounded.
They couldn’t react for a long time.
They had thought that Lu Sheng would defeat Wang Xin.
However, Lu Sheng had easily ended the battle with Wang Xin with a single punch.
His movements were so casual that it was as if he was casually swatting away a fly ... They were really unprepared.
The referee was awakened by Lu Sheng’s reminder. He hurriedly announced, “No. 0135, Lu Sheng wins.”
This sentence also pulled the onlookers’ souls back from the shock.
“Hum!” The audience below the stage immediately became noisy.
Many people were emotional and shocked. They couldn’t stop talking.
On the other hand, the senior students of Seven Sage Universities were filled with excitement and joy. They were so excited that they almost jumped up from their seats.
“Demon King Lu Sheng!”
No one knew who it was, but they raised their arms and shouted out Lu Sheng’s nickname.
The remaining senior students of Seven Sage Universities immediately found an outlet to vent their excitement. They followed suit and shouted, “Demon King!”
“Demon King!”
Some of the young martial artists who had been intimidated by Lu Sheng’s power and grace were stirred up by the atmosphere and began to shout as well.
“Demon King!”
“Demon King!”
In a world where the strong were respected, admiring the strong was a trend.
It was just like how ordinary people chased after celebrities.
To worship a young, handsome, and terrifyingly powerful expert like Lu Sheng ... it wasn’t shameful at all!
Although it was said that in a battle between martial artists, victory was often decided within a few moves.
However, since the Martial Arts Conference had begun, those who could remain on the stage were not weak. It was no longer a simple matter to finish off their opponents in a few moves.
Lu Sheng defeated Wang Xin in one move. The speed at which he ended the battle was a bit too fast.
The handsome young man casually picked up a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it, and took a sip. “To think that I paid a little attention to Wang Xin. I didn’t expect him to be an idiot. But this is good ...”
The handsome young man smiled and said, “The stronger this Lu Sheng is, the brighter the glory when we defeat him ... and the greater the benefits we’ll get.”
On the other side, the cute girl of the Transcendence Dao Martial Academy, Zhang Jue, silently glanced in Lu Sheng’s direction and withdrew her gaze. Her expression was somewhat worried and nervous.
“That shadow ... it’s spreading even bigger ...”
...
Wen Jingyan narrowly advanced.
The Seven Sage University students were happy as if they were celebrating the New Year.
Now, they had two candidates in the top ten.
In the history of the Seven Sage Universities, this was an extremely good result.
“With Lu Sheng, we can still reach the top three, or even the first ... Maybe we can even make history!”
A senior student of the Seven Sage Universities said with a smile.
The others were also very happy, except for Bai Hengchuan, who was eliminated early.
Ever since he was beaten by Lu Sheng, his martial luck had been very poor, and his light was gradually dimming.
The leading Masters of the Seven Sage Universities were also in a good mood. They gathered together to discuss whether or not they should order peanuts and have a few drinks at night.
Only then did Lu Sheng realize.
Damn it, the competition is done for the day! No wonder the cameraman said that the competition would last for two or three days. Today would be one day, tomorrow would be the day of the finals, and then there would be an award at the end ... It would take at least two or three days. This year’s competition would probably drag on a little longer. Because ... a Grandmaster is going to die. There will probably be all kinds of subsequent disturbances and upheavals. It will probably drag on for a long time ... Lu Sheng thought casually.
He was already prepared to deal with all kinds of storms.
He sat in his seat and waited for a while. The seventh round of the competition was all over.
At this time, the sun had already set. The organizer, the Martial Arts Association, announced that the competition was over for the day and would continue at eight o’clock tomorrow morning.
In fact, it was still possible to compete at night with lights.
However, the temperature at the top of the mountain was already low, and at night, the water would turn into ice. Even a Level 6 Martial Artist’s strength would be affected in such a severe cold, let alone ordinary people.
If they were to film at night, they would be frozen to death!
After the competition ended, the crowd scattered and left.
The winners of the seventh round and the forces behind them had the right to stay at the top of the mountain, but the others didn’t have this privilege.
If they didn’t want to be frozen alive for a night, they obediently went down the mountain to find a place to stay. If they wanted to continue watching the competition tomorrow, they could run up early.