Chapter 117 Fiery Cage

Number two, isn't that Duanmu Yunyang?

Duanmu Yunyang's opponent, number 17 du he, was stronger than Pu Sichong.

But it was too different from Duanmu Yunyang.

With just one stab, du he was defeated, completely defeated, without a trace of fighting back.

Duanmu Yunyang's knife was so terrifying that it seemed like it could split the sky and the earth.

No one knew how much strength Duanmu Yunyang had used, but there was no doubt that it was extremely terrifying.

Next, the competition continued.

It was even more intense than before. Those who could make it to the top 30 had no weaknesses and were very strong.

Some of the two men with similar strength met, and the battle was extremely fierce. Even one battle took nearly a thousand moves to determine the outcome.

But there were also some confrontations, completely one-sided.

Zhang Muyun, for example, solved his opponent with a casual slap.

Bu Xingkai, who was ranked third on the bronze list, and Duan Gang, who was ranked fourth, were both able to defeat their opponents in one move.

What caught Lu Ming's attention was Bu Xingkai, who also used a gun and was a genius of the White tiger courtyard.

Although the Xuanyuan Sword Sect is known as the sword faction, there are many who use swords, but in the sect, there are also many who use other weapons.

So all sorts of first places were born.

Zhang Muyun, for example, was known as the first sword among bronze grade disciples.

Duanmu Yunyang, known as the first knife.

Bu Xingkai, on the other hand, was called the first shot.

"51 Lu Ming, yes, 12 Gu Qing."

At this moment, the silver-robed elder announced.

"Gu Qing, Lu Ming's opponent this time is Gu Qing?"

"It seems that Lu Ming has come to an end, but as a new disciple, it is amazing that he has come to this stage."

"Lu ming is defeated. That must be a defeat, but how many tricks can lu ming take on gu qing?"

"How many moves? In my opinion, ten moves should be fine."

"I don't know. I guess it should be within ten moves to solve the battle."

Lu Ming ignored the discussion and got up and walked towards the battle platform.

"Senior Lu Ming, I believe you. You will win."

Pang Shi shouted. He had a blind trust in Lu Ming.

Lu Ming turned around and smiled at Pang Shi, "Big rock, with your words, I'm sure I'll win."

After that, he laughed and walked forward.

"Where did this guy get his confidence?" Mu Lan curled his lips.

"This guy has always been obsessed with confidence."

Wind dance.

Although they said so, there was still hope in their eyes. They also hoped that lu ming would break their understanding again.

When Lu Ming stepped on the stage, Gu Qing also stepped on the stage, the two of them standing opposite each other.

Lu Ming could not help but look at gu qing and Gu Qing, dressed in purple robes and carrying a long sword. They looked ordinary, but there was a burning breath emanating from them.

"Junior Lu Ming, although you are at the bottom of the rankings, I will not be lenient with any opponent. You have to be careful."

Gu Qing raised his fist and was very polite.

"Brother gu, do whatever you want. If I can't resist getting hurt, it's my fault for not being good at learning."

Lu ming said.

"Well, since that's the case, take it. It'll start a fire."

The sword behind Gu Qing came out of its scabbard, and with a flick of its wrist, the sword blew out hundreds of sword breaths, each of which was fiery red and filled with burning intent, sealing off Lu Ming's space.

"Here it is. This is Gu Qing's famous martial art, the sparking sword technique!"

"Mystical level's inferior martial arts are like a raging fire, with a sword like a raging fire. Its coverage is so great that it is almost impossible to avoid it by physical means. Once it cannot escape, it will face endless waves of attacks."

"It is said that Gu Qing specializes in one kind of martial arts. Now he has reached the astonishing fourth level. He is perfect. Lu Ming, how many moves can he take?"

The disciples who were watching the battle all around stared at the battle platform for a moment.

"The twelfth ranked genius is indeed powerful. The Mystical level's inferior martial arts have actually reached the fourth level, and Gu Qing's physical body is definitely not weak, at least to a full level, otherwise it would not be so fast."

Lu Ming's heart moved, his hand kept on moving, and the spear swept out.

"Take the moon!"

The semilunar spear flared up, producing a powerful force that destroyed the sword qi around it.

However, a single spark could start a prairie fire. Once the sword qi was extinguished, more sword qi was generated and enveloped lu ming.

"Since it cannot be destroyed, then break the sword with great strength!"

Lu Ming's eyes flashed and his body leaped up. The spear was pulled up from the bottom. Wherever the spear passed, the air of the sword collapsed, revealing a blank area.

"Landslide!"

Then, Lu Ming used the avalanche from top to bottom, and at the same time, the true energy in his body poured into the long gun crazily.

With lu ming's current eight peak martial arts master's cultivation, plus the strong and condensed true qi three times that of the other true qi, combined with the second grade of the body, although Lu Ming did not fully explode, but the strength was also extremely amazing.

This shot, even if it was really a small hill, would be crushed by Lu Ming.

Boom!

The spear fell and the sword was swept away.

The violent force slammed onto Gu Qing's sword, causing him to tremble wildly and take more than ten steps back.

Silk...

There was a gasp of cold air all around.

Everyone was dumbfounded as they watched the scene.

Lu Ming actually broke Gu Qing's sparking sword technique with one shot. The method was brutal and direct, but it was also the most effective.

"Lu Ming's power is too strong. Why does he have such power?"

"Can Lu Ming win? Isn't that incredible?"

The disciples of the Four great courtyards could hardly remain calm.

At this moment, Gu Qing's face was grave, and his eyes were filled with amazement, "Junior brother Lu Ming, your talent is beyond my expectations. But it's not easy to beat me. I can only use that move. I wanted to keep the top ten attacks, but I can use it on you. It's not unfair."

"Fiery cage!"

Gu qing drank lightly, his body suddenly shot up into the sky, and a layer of red flames suddenly appeared on his body, as if his whole body had suddenly burst into flames.

Then, the flames swept towards the landing.

Lu Ming's body flashed, dodging the flames, but as soon as the flames fell to the ground, they burst into flames. In an instant, Lu Ming's surroundings turned into a sea of fire.

"Master Lu Ming, this is my secret, the fiery cage. As long as you can break through this move, I will admit defeat."

Gu Qing's voice came out.

"Secret, what a wonderful secret."

Lu Ming's eyes sparkled.

Secret arts are completely different from martial arts, and there is no difference in rank.

But each kind of secret art is very wonderful, the difficulty of cultivation is very high, and it needs some special conditions to succeed in cultivation.

Once used, it can greatly enhance the strength of a martial artist, but there are gains and losses. There are also various restrictions on the secret arts. For example, once some secret arts are used, the martial artist will fall into a weak state and be slaughtered by others.

Gu Qing's secret technique, however, was to burn the real gas, using the real gas as fuel, to burn into a cage of flames.

"Unfortunately, the flames, how can they stop me!"

A confident smile appeared on Lu Ming's lips.

(The end of this chapter)