Chapter 102 Unarmed Combat He Tie

"He Tie did. He did."

"Now some of you have seen that He Tie's physical body is extremely strong, and his close combat strength is extremely strong. Lu Ming seems to have also practiced the art of physical training. You say, who can win between them?"

"It's hard to say. He tieba won eight consecutive games a few months ago. He must be stronger now, but Lu Ming, the new king of the year, has risen so fast, it's amazing. No one knows if he has a trump card, so it's hard to say."

"Yes! I didn't come for nothing today."

Everyone was staring at the stage with great interest.

Lu Ming, to everyone's surprise, was just a new disciple this year. He had won eight consecutive battles.

As long as they won two more matches, they would be able to hit the bronze list, which was rare in the history of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

What everyone was concerned about was whether he could win or not. He Tie, can you stop him?

On the stage, Lu Ming stood opposite He Tie.

"Lu Ming, last time, you were saved by Mu Lan. This time, I'll see who can save you."

He Tie gave a cruel smile.

Lu Ming rubbed his forehead speechlessly and said, "Look, here we go again. I just said, birds of a feather flock together. Did Yao Tianyu teach you all this? Let me teach you. It's the right of the strong to say this. The weak have no right to say this."

Haha...

There was a burst of laughter all around. Lu Ming's words were obviously sarcastic of Yao Tianyu. It was so interesting.

"You will soon understand who the strong are!"

He Tie said with a gloomy face.

"Really? All you are good at is your body, your fist. Then I will fight you with my fist."

Lu Ming smiled faintly, then waved his hand and the giant sword disappeared.

Face He Tie with bare hands.

This action, let the scene once again into a noisy.

"What? Lu Ming doesn't use weapons and wants to fight He Tie?"

"Not smart, not smart. Lu Ming underestimates the enemy. Isn't that because of his own shortcomings and his own strengths?"

"Young or too hasty."

"I don't think so. Lu Ming doesn't look like an unwise person."

...

At the eastern grandstand,

"Haha, Lu Ming is really looking for death. I didn't expect him to be so stupid to fight with He Tie?"

"Stupid, I thought he was a character."

Next to Yao Tianyu, the young man in red and others burst into laughter of ridicule.

Yao Tianyu blinked and frowned, not saying a word.

On the stage, He Tie saw that Lu Ming had actually put away his sword. He was overjoyed and shouted, "Lu Ming, you said it yourself. Don't regret it later."

He was only 60 % sure of defeating Lu Ming, but now that Lu Ming had abandoned the War sword, he immediately felt that he had a 100 % chance of killing lu ming.

How could this displease him?

Lu Ming, this is the typical suicidal rhythm.

"Don't worry, I, Lu Ming, never go back on my word, but don't admit defeat later!"

Lu Ming said with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

"Don't worry, if I admit defeat today, I'll get out of here."

He Tie immediately said, as if afraid that Lu Ming would go back on his word.

But on the stand, Yao Tianyu frowned more and more. For some reason, seeing Lu Ming's calm and calm expression, his bad feeling became stronger and stronger.

At this moment, the referee announced the start.

"Haha, take the punch!"

With a loud roar, he tie's muscles puffed up. On his skin, there was a faint black light, making his muscles look like pieces of black iron, making He Tie look like a steel monster.

Touch! Touch!...

He Tie strode forward, every step of which was ten meters away. Every step he took on the stage made a loud roar.

With a few breaths, He Tie rushed up to Lu Ming, his huge fist pounding at lu ming's head with a grim smile on his face.

At this moment, Lu Mingcai punched out, this punch, aimed at He Tie's fist.

Boom!

The fists of the two men were thumped together with a loud roar.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat as they stared at the two of them with a thought in their hearts, "Can lu ming resist?"

But soon, they knew the answer.

A strong figure,' teng teng teng' continuously backward five or six steps, before standing firm.

This figure was actually He Tie, and Lu Ming didn't even shake her body.

Hiss, hiss...

The sound of gasping for air.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Almost everyone opened their mouths wide enough to stuff a duck egg into them. Their eyes widened and almost exploded.

This was unbelievable. Lu Ming gave up his weapon and punched He Tie back five or six steps with one punch?

Could it be that Lu Ming was also practicing boxing? Could it be that Lu Ming's body was stronger than iron?

But that's impossible. I've never heard of Lu Ming's path to physical training before. Otherwise, three months ago, he wouldn't have been in such a mess.

But in just over three months, how could the physical body be trained to this extent?

Unless it was a treasure.

"Ah! Lu Ming, I'm going to kill you."

He Tie was punched back by Lu Ming. Looking at the shocked eyes around him, he felt greatly insulted and hated Lu Ming to the bone.

He roared angrily, his hands stuck around his waist, a pair of metal gloves on his hands, and roared towards the landing.

As he rushed out, his blood burst out.

The blood of a level four Giant bear boosted his power by 40 %.

"Then I'll play with you."

Lu Ming's mouth was filled with an indifferent smile all the time. His heart moved and his strength increased a little. He threw a punch at he tie.

With bare hands, he tie's Spirit soldier gloves.

Boom!

The fists of the two men collided for the second time.

A louder roar sounded than before, and then, where the two men's fists were pounding, a powerful force erupted, like a strong wind, sweeping in all directions.

Some of the disciples who were close to him were almost swept up by this gale.

"Be careful!"

The noise was so loud that the disciples used their skills to resist the gale.

On the stage, Lu Ming and He Tie shook slightly.

It was a split autumn.

"Blocked, Lu Ming blocked again."

"Unbelievable. Lu Ming didn't even break out of blood, and he was still empty-handed. He Tie had already broken out of blood, and he was wearing Spirit soldier gloves."

"Too strong. Lu Ming is too strong. As long as he can hold on for two minutes, when He Tie's blood runs out, he will win."

...

"Not bad, come again!"

Lu Ming's faint voice came out.

"Bear fist, go to hell!"

He tie roared and punched again.

The shock in his heart was stronger than anyone else. He knew that he had to make a quick decision, or he would lose in two minutes.

He Tie unleashed all his strength.

Boom!

Lu Ming punched again, and with that punch, he increased his strength.

As a result, He Tie staggered back.

(The end of this chapter)