On the platform.

The last assessment of admission to the hospital officially began.

Because of the large number of people, dozens of martial arts competitions appeared on the entire open space, and the competitions were held at the same time.

The rules are also very simple, and advance to the elimination system.

Some people will easily enter Bailu Academy when they meet weak opponents.

But some people encountered difficult opponents at the beginning and lost their reputation.

Everything, besides strength, has luck.

"Boy, cherish the last little time of your life, because you will soon not see tomorrow." Luo Chong said viciously.

Lu Yu smiled faintly.

In his last life, during his long life, Lu Yu saw too many such villains.

For such people, the only way to deal with them is to slap them in the face.

If it were a true Confucian scholar, he might have solved this matter calmly.

But Lu Yu is not.

The Eighteen Netherworlds are famous demon sects in the entire heaven and earth!

The monks of the Demon Sect pay attention to practicing Taoism with their original hearts, and there is no such thing as ordinary rules.

Lu Yu has given Luo Chong many opportunities, but he has never cherished it once.

"Next game, Lu Yu, Zhang Long!"

Soon, it was Lu Yu's turn to play.

Standing in front of Lu Yu was a very burly and strong young man.

The young man stood up like a bear, covering up the sunshine in front of Lu Yu.

"Brother, please!" Although the young man looked burly, he was polite.

Obviously, this is a Confucian scholar.

Lu Yu also replied: "Please!"

Whoosh!

A loud bang came out, and the young man stepped on the ground and actually stepped on a huge crack directly from the ground.

With the sound coming out, the young man rushed towards Lu Yu like an arrow.

True energy emerged, forming a shield like steel throughout the young man.

"The Ninth Level of the Huagang Realm!"

There was a burst of exclamation from people around him, and it was obvious that the ninth level of the Huagang Realm was no longer low.

Lu Yu glanced at the young man, but did not move, still carrying his hands on his back.

"Brother, if you don't fight me head-on, if my punch falls, you will be seriously injured." The young man reminded.

Luo Chong was also in the audience and sneered: "Are you stupid? You can't even fight back?"

As he watched, the young man's fist was about to fall on Lu Yu.

But at this moment, the young man suddenly screamed in pain and flew backwards.

Bang!

The young man fell heavily to the ground, but he actually held it over and a deep pit was already smashed on the ground.

Everyone was stunned. Before they could see the movement, why did this person fall and fly out?

"Is it because of the slippery foot?" Someone in the audience asked in confusion.

"What a quick skill!"

The others couldn't see it, but Mr. Wei saw Lu Yu's attack at a glance.

Almost as fast as thunder, he punched the young man.

Moreover, Lu Yu's attack was just right, and he could knock the young man to the ground without causing him to be injured.

"It seems that he is still capable, but he didn't expect that the man who wrote such a wordless heavenly book would be so young."

Mr. Wei suddenly thought of something and asked, "What is his name?"

Pan Ying Daru and Taoism: "This son is called Lu Yu."

"Lu Yu?"

Lu Wenxin frowned. She still remembered that her brother's son was also named Lu Yu.

However, the nephew was incomplete in intelligence since he was born and became a fool.

"Maybe it's just a duplicate name." Lu Wenxin shook her head.
Chapter completed!