The poor boy easily suppressed a genius from a family who used fire-attribute witchcraft with his superb earth-attribute witchcraft. The old monsters present looked at each other.

They have only noticed now that the three young men who don’t know their origins seem to be getting stronger. From the beginning, they were ruthless and confused, to now they are decisive and ruthless in their actions, their combat experience has increased a lot like Rockets.

It seems that their expressions and clothes should be rookies with extraordinary experiences. If they are allowed to continue fighting, they may threaten their most proud genius children and cannot make them proud any more.

The old monsters with calm minds also felt the crisis and sent alternate students to the field one after another.

Liu Ming also welcomed a strong opponent, of course, it was relatively strong for practice. If he let go of his hands and feet, no one in the Witch Clan could be his opponent.

"Get down by yourself! The jumping clown!"

This young man, wearing a plain white warrior uniform and empty hands, said extremely arrogant words as soon as he came on stage.

"Haha!" He was still a little happy when he saw this sparring coach who was far more powerful than his previous opponents on stage. Unexpectedly, this guy's mouth was so stinky that he suddenly lost interest.

As soon as the boy finished speaking, he appeared next to him instantly, waved his hand and shouted over with a big ear.

"Oh!" He found that he was shaved and shouted, and there was nothing he had hit. The place where the opponent was standing just now was empty.

"Boom!" Accompanied by a loud burst, a bright yellow flame and a subtle lightning as thick as a finger surrounded him.

"Silly clown, go to death!" The proud young man appeared several feet away, throwing an iron cone as thick as a wrist in his hand.

The iron cone rose rapidly into an iron pillar that was 10 feet thick and ten feet long, and hit the paralyzed Liu Ming, and knocked Liu Ming straight away with one blow.

"Just jumping clown!" The proud boy saw Liu Ming being knocked out of the ring, and a winning smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But as soon as the curve of the corner of his mouth rose, he saw the iron man inserted his hand into the ring, drew a gully on the hard ground, and almost stopped at the edge of the ring before it was about to fall out.

"It's really stubborn! Can't you die honestly?" said the arrogant boy with some displeasure.

He really didn't want to waste time and energy with this jumping clown anymore. He sacrificed a lot to get this opportunity. The backup plan he prepared was left to the bastard cousin and other rivals from aristocratic families.

In order for the elders in the family to know that he is the real best candidate, the final victory must belong to him.

"Who is this little guy? The combination of illusion and witchcraft is quite good, and it can actually make Wu Ming suffer a small loss." The Witch King said with some appreciation in his expression.

Not only him, but also the Queen and Wu Qianqian were also very interested. They all knew Liu Ming's strength. No matter what the reason was that it would make him suffer was a great deal. At least you can use this to laugh at him later.

"Report to the Witch King, this is a son of the Witch Arts Family branch named Wu Chong, who is the candidate of the Witch Arts Family this time." Wu Qian stood beside the Witch King and whispered.

"The substitute children have this strength. It seems that many geniuses have also emerged among the children of the aristocratic families over the years!" The Witch King sighed a little.

Over the years, the aristocratic families have performed very low-key and have carried out their orders well. They have sent many outstanding children to the army to serve. He has always thought that those aristocratic families really want to remain stable.

It seems that they are still a little naive now, and they are just waiting for opportunities.

This time, when the royal priests went into seclusion, they violated the previous agreement and sent the hidden genius children to compete for the position of the Witch King, which shows their ambitions.

But their plans are destined to fail. Wu Ming's strength is really not something they can shake. Even after this conference, all their resources must be dedicated to the development of the Witch Clan.

"Miscellaneous! Since you insist on going against me, I will send you back!"

Wu Chong secretly hated Liu Ming for causing him to waste his precious trump card. He took out a colorful small sword that specifically attacked the soul and prepared to split the soul of the iron man with one blow.

He had a grim smile on his face. The conference stipulated that people should not be killed casually, but it was not considered illegal to abolish people.

Looking at the iron man dozens of feet away, he raised his hand and threw out the colorful little sword. At this time, he suddenly saw the iron man swinging a palm from afar.

What's the use of waving your palms so far? I'm afraid you're already crazy, right? A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and an irresistible impact hit a transparent hole the size of a fist in his chest.

The instantaneous powerful pressure caused countless blood to flow upwards and ejected out of all the holes in his body. The whole person flew straight out of the ring like a kite with a broken string.

Flying past the blank belt, he hit the stone wall of a high platform heavily, leaving a blood-red figure, slowly sliding to the ground like a dead body.

"What!" Everyone who saw this scene was so shocked that their chin fell all over the floor.

The head of the Witchcraft Family, who was originally proud to look at his children showing his power, was so shocked that his mouth couldn't close for a long time.

He couldn't even understand what happened just now, why did his genius son fly out of the ring?

Not only did he not understand, but he could hardly understand the scene. They did not feel any signs of witchcraft or witch martial arts. But when the iron man waved his hand, his opponent flew out of the ring in an exaggerated posture and injury.

Even the Witch King who had been staring at him only saw a little silver star appearing in Liu Ming's hand. Instead, Wu Qianqian, who had seen similar scenes, muttered.

"This guy is really good at bullying people!"

"Qianqian, do you know what happened? I didn't understand it just now."

Faced with unknown things, the Witch King was also shameless to ask, and the queen was even more curious, but she knew that she would ask that this unfilial daughter would definitely control her, so she gave her husband a wink and asked him to come forward.

"This is very simple. He just throws a little metal out to knock the opponent away."

Wu Qianqian talked about the theory that Liu Ming told her that speed was power, and the Witch King and the Queen were also pondered after hearing this.

If they hadn't believed this evil saying before, but Liu Ming's mysterious attack just now really allowed them to see the power of this extreme speed.

They began to simulate in their minds how to apply the concept of acceleration to their respective attack modes.

After Liu Ming hit the opponent with one blow, he walked over and picked up the colorful sword that his opponent dropped.

It's pretty! Take it back and give it to Xiaoyi for fun. He put away the small sword casually and waited for the next opponent.

But after waiting for a long time, no one came up. He looked down the ring and found that there was no one queuing here, and there were a lot of people under the other rings.

It seems that my moment was very deterrent, and no one dared to commit a mistake with me and die.

This is also good. If he can take a little rest, he thought of crossing his legs and closing his eyes to the center of the arena to rest. He saw the other champions guarding the bells burst into envy and jealousy.

However, they were also secretly alert. Not many people could see Liu Ming's attack clearly just now, but it did not prevent everyone from taking him the strongest enemy on the spot.

The other rings were in full swing, and he quietly closed his eyes and rested on the stage. No one even stepped onto his ring until the battle on the outer ring ended.

Two of the three poor geniuses defended until the end, and the rest of the arenas were taken into account by geniuses from aristocratic families or tribes.

"Now, please invite eight contestants to the central ring, and we will draw lots immediately." The red-clothed priest appeared on the ring again.

Liu Ming stood up silently and quickly walked along the stone bridge between the rings to the central ring.

He glanced at the winners of other arenas and found an acquaintance, the martial arts madman who had been punched to the sky by him before.

The rest of the people are also extraordinary, such young men, either calm, arrogant, wise, or unyielding. How can they look at characters like the male protagonist, the second male protagonist or the male protagonist's enemy?

But in his eyes, they are just small characters like Passerby A. After all, there is only one protagonist in a world, and that person is him.

While he was scanning the geniuses, those people were also looking at their opponents carefully, but they were more observing Liu Ming.

The mysterious attack just now, before they came on the court, the think tanks and the old monsters did not discuss a rough discussion, but just handed them all the treasures in the bottom of the box, or designed a rough response method to let them adapt to the situation.

Although they all had strong confidence in themselves, they still had some confidence in the mysterious attack of the Iron Man. Now they can only compete for luck. The person who first faced the Iron Man is destined to become a test subject and a stepping stone.

However, someone looked at Liu Ming differently, that is, the madman who had seen Liu Ming, who had never recognized Liu Ming before. However, he still remembered the super alloys that constituted armor.

That day, only a little superalloy was absorbed, and his diamond body had been lifted for a short period of time.

How could he not be excited about so many super alloys this time? As for the strength of his opponent, he was not worried. Last time he was just a moment of carelessness. This time he wanted to take all the strange metals into his pocket.

"Now start drawing lots, draw number A against number B, draw number C...," the Red-clothed priest was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"No need to be so troublesome, you guys go together!" Of course, it was Liu Ming who spoke.

But as soon as he said this, the scene was in an uproar. During the period when Liu Ming was in a standstill, the players in other arenas accumulated popularity and support.

At this time, when they heard the contestants they supported were so contempt, they were all filled with righteous indignation. If they had not known that the winner of this conference would be the next Witch King, they would have started to curse.

Although the heads or teachers of the aristocratic families where the contestants were also angry, they may not be at all happy. They are also afraid that their children will first meet the iron man and become the stepping stone for others.

Although this situation is a bit embarrassing, everyone's opportunities are equal, but it depends on how the Witch King decides. After all, such a violation cannot be changed without the consent of the Witch King.

The contestants standing on the stage felt more humiliated. Not to mention the arrogant children of aristocratic families, even the two young geniuses from poor families, they also showed anger.

"Arrogant!" The first person to speak was the Martial Madman. He hoped that his solo opponent Liu Ming would also obtain those strange metals while avenging his previous shame. Naturally, he would not allow chaos to occur.

"Don't get me wrong, I'll give you a chance. I just used the attack a hundred times, and you can't see clearly and can't catch it.

It’s better to have a better chance of winning than you joining together. After all, no one of you wants to be the stepping stone for others, right?”

"No, I can defeat you alone. Last time I was just careless and was attacked by you. This time I want you to see the trembling trembling," the madman was full of fighting spirit, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit when he looked at Liu Ming.

The others frowned slightly when they heard this. They had heard of the martial arts madman being beaten away by someone a few days ago. Unexpectedly, it was made by this tin man. At this time, they were all full of vigilance.

They think they are not inferior to the martial madman, the youngest generation of the Witch Clan, who is the openly powerful, but they don't think that they can defeat him with one blow.

The strength of the Iron Man seems to be stronger than expected. After looking at each other with geniuses, the genius children from several aristocratic families nodded secretly to form a temporary alliance.

"Nothing! What do you think this is? This is the arena of the Witch King's son-in-law selection conference. The rules set by the Witch King are not..."

The red-clothed priest, who was ignored by everyone, stared slightly and directly rejected Liu Ming's proposal. However, when he was halfway through, he suddenly stopped and looked stunned.

Soon he glanced at Liu Ming with complicated eyes and announced immediately.

"The Witch King issued an order, and the lottery battle was changed to a melee. The people who stayed on the ring were the final winners. I wish you all good luck in martial arts!" After saying that, the red-clothed priest walked off the ring.

Everyone present was very close to each other. Most people now think that the arrogance of this tin man angered the Witch King, so the Witch King issued an order to make the arrogant tin man suffer the consequences.

Some people also think more about it. They all know that the Witch King is a person and will definitely not get angry about a junior, but why is this happening?

No matter how the discussion and guessing are discussed below, the competition on the ring continues. The children of the aristocratic families consciously move closer together, and the two poor geniuses looked at each other and slowly retreated together.

Although the Martial Madman is also a child of aristocratic family, he and those guys who came out of nowhere did not like each other. Naturally, he did not join the alliance formed by the child of aristocratic family, but rushed towards Liu Ming first.

Others saw that some people were willing to stand out and were extremely happy, and they were all ready to be watched by the audience.

"Wait a moment!"

Before the madman could take two steps, Liu Ming started to drink.

"I just regret it now! It's too late!"

The madman looked at Liu Ming with a sarcastic look on his face. In his opinion, Liu Ming was also talking big on his own, because no one would think that the Witch King would decide to change to a melee.

"It's not that I regret it, but that I tell you something you want to know the most, and do a small test at the same time."

He said as he waved his hand, dozens of metallic silver beads the size of fingers were suspended in front of him.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!