Chapter 114 Abuse of Vegetables

"Haha, senior brother Lu Ming, that's the idea. It's so complicated. No wonder I didn't think of it. You thought of it before, right?"

Pang Shi laughed and asked.

Hua Chi smiled and nodded, "When Lu Ming went out to fight, there were only six or seven matches left, and Lu Ming showed great strength and then admitted defeat. Isn't that strange? I also guessed from this point that he was very confident that he would be selected for the challenge, so that's why he did it."

"This guy, he's acting really weird. It's unexpected."

Fengwu curled his lips.

Not far away, Liu Hui's injuries had stabilized and he whispered, "Lu Ming!"

Her eyes were filled with gratitude.

The eyes of the other Vermillion bird courtyard disciples also changed. They looked at lu ming with admiration.

But the disciples of the White tiger courtyard, especially the duanmu family, were furious.

"This Lu Ming, damn it. He's trying to go against the duanmu family."

"That's right. The old score hasn't been settled yet, and now he dares to provoke us again. Duanmu Yunchong, go ahead and let him know that challenging you is a mistake."

Some young people from the duanmu family shouted.

"Don't worry, he deliberately conceded defeat and then challenged me to stand up for Liu Hui. I'll let him know how stupid he was."

Duanmu Yunchong grinned ferociously, then stepped out and appeared on the stage like a ghost.

"Lu Ming, you want to stand up for Liu Hui. Wait a minute. I'll make you ten times more miserable than Liu Hui."

Duanmu Yunchong said grimly.

Lu Ming smiled nonchalantly and said, "I've seen a lot of trash like you. Every one of them started yelling so loudly, just like Yao Tianyu and his gang, they ended up dead dogs."

"Yes, brother Lu Ming, come on, beat him to death!"

"Beat him up and avenge senior brother Liu Hui."

"Brother Lu Ming is mighty. Brother Lu Ming, come on."

The disciples of the Vermillion bird courtyard shouted.

Before, Duanmu Yunchong was too despicable, so humiliating Liu Hui, the Vermillion bird courtyard's disciples with a common enemy, naturally stood on Lu Ming's side.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash. They only bark there!"

Duanmu Yunchong snorted coldly and his face was extremely gloomy. When he looked at lu ming, there was a strong murderous glint.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, duanmu yun was impulsive and rushed towards lu ming.

Mystical level's inferior body techniques and martial arts, as fast as lightning.

But Lu Ming stood there motionless, without the slightest intention of evading.

As duanmu approached Lu Ming, Lu Ming's spear shot out.

Half a full moon appeared and swept three meters ahead.

Duanmu was in a state of shock, and he retreated quickly, narrowly avoiding this move.

"Lu Ming, do you think it's useful to rely on the chief of weapons? Dream!"

Duanmu Yunchong roared and his figure flashed rapidly. In an instant, three figures of Duanmu Yunchong appeared on the field and rushed towards the landing.

"This is illusion. Duanmu Yunchong has reached the second level. It is said that if he reaches the sixth level, there will be seven figures."

"Illusion, as if it were real, let's see how lu ming breaks it!"

An old disciple commented.

"Little trick!"

Lu Ming's indifferent voice came out, and the spear swept across the two figures in front of him, while the other hand shot at the figure behind.

The next moment, the first two figures dissipated, and behind them, Duanmu Yunchong slapped Lu Ming's fist.

Boom!

With a roar, Duanmu Yunchong's face changed drastically and he retreated rapidly.

"How did this happen?"

Duanmu Yunchong roared. It was simply unacceptable.

He was already close to Lu Ming, but he was still pushed back by Lu Ming's punch.

How can I fight this?

He was practicing his body and hands. He was definitely no match for Lu Ming in the long distance, but not Lu Ming in the short distance.

He was a little confused.

"Duanmu Yunchong, you think you can be my opponent in close proximity. How naive!"

Lu Ming sneered.

His physical body was second grade, but now his cultivation has reached the peak of eight martial arts masters, which is much stronger than the battle with Yao Tianyu two months ago. Duanmu Yunchong did not train, but only relied on the Mystical level. How could he be Lu Ming's opponent?

Buzz!

The spear in Lu Ming's hand shook, and the spear shook violently. The spear shook the air and burst into powerful air waves, charging towards the duanmu cloud.

Touch! Touch!

Duanmu yun burst out with powerful palms, smashing the air waves from the spear.

But by now, Lu Ming had arrived.

Buzz!

The spear swung violently at Duanmu Yunchong.

This shot, Duanmu Yunchong wanted to retreat, it was too late.

"Block it for me!"

Duanmu Yunchong roared, his blood burst out, his palms turned red, and the sound of a tiger and a leopard came faintly.

Then, with both palms pushed out, with the power of the palm of the mountains and seas, he shot at lu ming's long gun.

Touch!

A dull voice sounded, followed by the sound of broken bones and Duanmu Yunchong's shrill scream.

Duanmu Yunchong's figure, like a kite with a broken string, flew far away.

However, Lu Ming did not stop at this point. He moved his body, and his footsteps, like a cloud in the air, rushed towards duanmu cloud quickly.

Top yellow martial arts, Teng Yun Bu.

Although not as good as Mystical level's martial arts, it was still much better than the previous Mystical level.

In an instant, Lu Ming caught up with Duanmu Yunchong who was still flying in the air.

At this moment, Duanmu Yunchong's facial features were all squeezed together because of pain. When she saw Lu Ming coming, her eyes were filled with horror and she screamed, "No, I..."

He was about to say "I admit defeat," but before he could, Lu Ming pulled out his rifle from the bottom up.

Touch!

Duanmu Yunchong stifled the words' I admit defeat' and turned into a shrill scream. His body flew into the air like a broken sack.

After flying more than ten meters, he fell heavily. Lu Ming pulled out another shot and flew up again.

At this point, Duanmu Yunchong was completely confused, confused, and completely forgot to admit defeat.

The crowd was also stunned. This was Lu Ming's fighting power. It was too strong. Duanmu Yunchong was completely abused.

"Lu Ming's Mystical level marksmanship has reached the peak of the third level, and is about to break through the fourth level. Coupled with the strong body of the suspected second grade, the battle force is very scary."

"Don't you see? His body is of the highest yellow grade, but he has reached the sixth level."

"That's right, it's terrifying. How long has he been a beginner? In such a short time, how did he cultivate? Is this a peerless genius?"

"Can't he be in the top fifteen already?"

"It's hard to say!"

Around them, some silver-grade disciples looked at lu ming in shock and discussed.

But they still don't know that Lu Ming didn't do his best. The Musket Formula has reached the peak of the fourth level, and there are other methods. If they know, they don't know how shocked they will be.

(The end of this chapter)