Time passed slowly. Soon, half an hour was up. The light screen trembled and Xie Nianqing was out.
Lu Ming's score was still stagnant, but it didn't come out.
"I can do it, but this is a qualifier. What's the point? What's the use of staying there?"
Qiu Changkong sneered.
But the next moment, his eyes popped out and his mouth was open enough to swallow a dead mouse.
On the first stone tablet, Lu Ming's stagnant score suddenly soared again, and at a terrifying speed.
On the court, the other people's expressions were similar to Qiu Changkong's, one by one stunned.
"How is that possible? How is that possible? How did Lu Ming's points start to soar?"
"Did he just hide his strength?"
"Impossible, right?"
Everyone was talking, and even Jian Fengyun was stunned.
Lu Ming's score almost instantly exceeded two thousand points, followed by two thousand one, two thousand two, and then passed Qiu Changkong in one fell swoop.
When lu ming's score reached more than 2400, the screen of light trembled, and his figure flew out directly. As soon as he took off, there were also Emperor yun's top ten geniuses, such as shangguan yunyan.
"Nest, why is there no time!"
After coming out, Lu Ming kept mumbling and was a little speechless.
Previously, he watched the black robed men and realized something. He could not help but start to understand the wind.
He had reached the limit of xiao cheng before the wind. With this realization, the wind broke through smoothly and reached great success.
The wind was strong, and the fire was strong. They merged and became powerful.
Previously, the wind and fire were strong and weak, and they were not balanced. After the fusion, although the power was great, it did not reach its maximum.
Now, with the balance of the two powers, the power is truly terrifying, surpassing the full power of a single' power'.
Lu Ming's two forces merged into the spear, which swept away the black robed men in the middle of the eighth division of the Martial Sect and was unstoppable.
In just a few breaths, all 20 of the Martial Sect's mid-eighth-stage black robed men were defeated.
Then there were twenty dark robed men from the late eighth-stage of the Martial Sect, but they were not able to resist Lu Ming's attack and were killed in a short time.
Lu Ming was about to fight 20 Martial Sect's top eight black robed men when space shuddered and sent him straight out.
Lu Ming knew immediately that it was time.
"Forget it, this score should not be bad!"
Lu Ming muttered.
"Congratulations, elder brother Lu!"
At this moment, Fengwuji and Ling Yanchi came over and cupped their fists.
But their faces were a little helpless and bitter.
Lu Ming knew that the two of them definitely did not pass the test, and the score did not reach 500 points.
Lu Ming had already guessed this in his heart and did not say much.
At this time, on the second stone tablet, the light flashed and the ranking changed.
The top three, no change, were still Jian Fengyun, Tian Shegongzi, and Jiang Hongwen.
The fourth place changed and became shangguan yunyan.
Fifth place was still Lan Yundao.
Emperor yun was in the top seven, almost unchanged, and eighth place, changed to Lu Ming.
Qiu changkong was ranked tenth.
Yan Feixun, who was directly in the eleventh place, fell out of the top ten.
"Damn it!"
Yan fei trembled with anger.
Before this competition, he was confident and wanted to race forward a few more places. Now, instead of going forward, he retreated a few more places.
"It's all Lu Ming's fault!"
Yan Feixun blamed everything on Lu Ming. If Lu Ming hadn't made it to eighth place, how could he have fallen out of the top ten?
The eleventh and the top ten, although only one place short, are two completely different levels.
On the other hand, Qiu Changkong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, Lu Ming actually surpassed him, also from Empire of the scorching sun, he could not accept it.
From then on, Lu Ming, not him, was the most talented person in Empire of the scorching sun.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Qiu Changkong shouted in his heart.
Lu Ming seemed to sense Qiu Changkong's murderous intent. Looking at him, he smiled coldly and said, "Little miss, I'm sorry. I accidentally overtook you. Now in Empire of the scorching sun, you're the second oldest."
"Lu Ming, you...!"
Qiu Changkong roared, his eyes red with anger.
What did lu ming call him? Little kong zi?
What else is there to surpass him? Did he become the second son?
Every word of this was infuriating. Qiu Changkong felt a dull pain in his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.
"Lu Ming, the high score of the wanhuan battle doesn't mean that you can win the real battle of life and death!"
After a while, Qiu Changkong took a deep breath and calmed down.
"Oh? Really? Then let's have a real battle of life and death!"
Lu Ming stared at Qiu Changkong with murderous eyes.
Qiu Changkong was a man he would kill. It would be great if he could take this opportunity to kill him.
But qiu changkong's eyes flickered a few times, but he did not agree. He snorted coldly and walked to the side.
Now, he had no chance of winning. He had no idea what Lu Ming was capable of.
"I didn't dare. What a coward!"
Lu Ming curled his lips.
This made Qiu Changkong stagger and his eyes redden, almost bursting with anger.
He wanted to turn around and cut Lu Ming into pieces.
But his reason told him to bear it.
"Lu Ming, sooner or later I want you to die without a burial ground."
Qiu Changkong roared in his heart.
The test was still going on, and there was only one last group left, but this group had no outstanding talents and no interest.
Soon, half an hour later, the last group was over, and all the qualifying places for this time had already come out.
A total of 98 people passed the preliminary contest and were eligible to participate in the Imperial guard selection.
More than 600 people came here and only 98 passed. The probability was not low.
Don't forget, these 600 people are all geniuses at the level of the six heroes of the scorching sun.
"All right, ninety-eight of you will be selected by the Imperial guard and the Imperial guard through the preliminary contest. The selection of the Imperial guard will be held in City of ten thousand stars in three months. All you have to do is get to City of ten thousand stars in three months."
Lu Xiu announced.
"City of ten thousand stars?"
A lot of people were stunned, obviously not heard of it.
"City of ten thousand stars is the palace of the gods of heaven in Palace division, east of Tianxuan domain. All you have to do is to get to City of ten thousand stars and gather at the Emperor yun mountains courtyard. I'll wait for you there. This is the map to City of ten thousand stars!"
Lu Xiu gave a brief introduction, then took out a stack of maps, and each of them sent a copy.
"All right, follow me out now. Make your own arrangements for these three months!"
Monk lu.
Then, everyone followed Lu Xiu out of the wanhuan valley.
Then they dispersed.
"Lu Ming, you have surpassed me this time. Next time, I must surpass you."
On the way back, Xie Nianqing gritted his teeth and said to lu ming.
This time, Xie Nianqing was ranked fifteenth, behind Lu Ming, and she was upset about it.
Lu Ming smiled bitterly. Why does this girl want to surpass him every day?
(The end of this chapter)