With a full breath, he displayed his original divine body, and the ancient aura filled the air.
Obviously, his original divine body was very powerful.
Stage nine!
As soon as Lu Ming sensed it, he knew that the opponent's original divine body had reached the ninth stage of cultivation and was not far away from condensing the original divine blood.
Of course, it's not that simple to take that step, it requires talent and opportunity.
The original divine body was transformed into the original divine body, which attracted the attention of many people.
"What a powerful aura, the eighth level of the Divine Lord!"
"The eighth level of the Divine Lord versus the fifth level of the Divine Lord, there is no suspense!
"That one seems to be the foreign aid invited by the Black Blood Palace!"
Many people talked about it.
The people in the Black Blood Palace even sneered.
Others in the audience, including Han Feng and Qi Ping, are also paying attention.
In other battles before, Han Feng and another young man from the Sacred Heart tribe had achieved victory.
The three purple-eyed golden geese also won, but Qi Ping was unlucky. He met a master and was defeated, so he looked very ugly. At this moment, seeing Lu Ming meet a master, he sneered.
"Mu Yun, this kid, is definitely going to give in. I really hope he doesn't give in..."
Qi Ping's eyes flashed coldly, he really hoped that Lu Ming would be stupid and refuse to admit defeat, and then be killed by Chong Hu.
Of course, he knew this was impossible. Facing such an opponent, would Lu Ming not admit defeat?
"Who among you wants to admit defeat?"
Referee Liu Fei said something quickly, but his eyes glanced at Lu Ming.
In his opinion, the difference between Lu Ming and Chong Hu was too big. In the Divine Lord Realm, they were three levels apart in cultivation. This was a huge difference.
There is no way Lu Ming can be Chong Hu's opponent.
He thought that Lu Ming would admit defeat.
However, Lu Ming shook his head.
Chonghu showed a ferocious smile.
He is a foreign aid invited by the Black Blood Palace at a great cost to take people's money and eliminate disasters for them.
The master of the Black Blood Palace told him that if he encounters someone from the Fengdu Sword Sect during a competition, he must show no mercy and be ruthless, even if he kills the opponent.
He originally thought that Lu Ming would admit defeat, but unexpectedly, Lu Ming actually refused to admit defeat. That would be better, he would let Lu Ming know what regret is.
"You actually don't admit defeat?"
Han Feng, Qi Ping and others were also stunned.
The difference was that Qi Ping was overjoyed.
"Haha, this kid is so stupid. He doesn't admit defeat when facing the Eightfold Divine Lord. He is really looking for death!"
Qi Ping almost laughed out loud.
Han Feng, on the other hand, just snorted coldly, which was a pity.
It was a pity that he could not kill Lu Ming with his own hands.
He originally wanted to kill Lu Ming with his own hands after this incident, but now it seems that Lu Ming is simply seeking death.
There is no need for him to take action himself.
Liu Feichuan was also slightly stunned, but he didn't say much and said: "Since no one admits defeat, let the game begin!"
"kill!"
As soon as Liu Fei Chuan finished speaking, Chong Hu rushed towards Lu Ming.
Chong Hu transformed into a primitive divine body, a giant bird. With a flap of its wings, it brought up a destructive wind and pounced on Lu Ming.
The wings were like knives, pressing towards Lu Ming. The terrifying force was about to smash Lu Ming into pieces.
Facing this blow, Lu Ming looked as usual.
Chonghu's combat power is pretty good, but he is only a genius among the eighth level gods. In fact, some of the geniuses of various races that Lu Ming met on the Dragon Clan's mother planet had already cultivated their original divine bodies to the ninth level.
stage.
Some people have even successfully condensed the original divine blood.
These top geniuses from top wealthy families are actually not weak.
Therefore, in Lu Ming's eyes, Chonghu was just an ordinary genius.
Just when Chong Hu's wings were about to hit Lu Ming, Lu Ming took action.
Whoosh!
His palm was like a knife, and he slashed it out.
bump!
Lu Ming's palm collided with Chonghu's wings, and a violent roar broke out. Then, feathers flew, and Chonghu's huge body flew back upside down, with blood splattering everywhere.
"What?"
Anyone who pays attention here can't help but widen their eyes with disbelief.
The one who was knocked away was actually not Lu Ming, but Chong Hu.
Moreover, the charge was injured and retreated.
The fifth level of the Divine Lord, fighting head-on, actually injured a genius of the eighth level of the Divine Lord with one move. How is this possible?
The people in the Black Blood Palace were stunned, as were Han Feng and Qi Ping. Their minds could not turn around for a while.
Before anyone could react, Lu Ming rushed towards Chonghu.
"kill!"
Lu Ming yelled and punched out. The terrifying force of the punch penetrated the void and directly penetrated Chonghu's wings. Then Lu Ming used his backhand to grab the tail that rushed out, swung it up and threw it towards the ground.
There was a violent roar, and Chonghu was hit hard to the ground. He could not maintain the form of his original divine body, and turned into an ordinary giant bird, twitching non-stop.
Although Chonghu was not dead, he was seriously injured and dying.
"this..."
Many people were watching the people here, all in a daze.
Is this the end?
Is this a win?
The fifth level of the Divine Lord defeated the eighth level of the Divine Lord?
"Hahaha!"
Headmaster Wang had already been mentally prepared, so he reacted first, laughed loudly, and looked in the direction of the Black Blood Palace with a proud look on his face.
Only then did everyone react.
The master of the Black Blood Palace and the other masters of the Black Blood Palace looked extremely ugly.
"How...how is this possible?"
Qi Ping, Han Feng and others were dumbfounded, their eyes widening.
They have been mocking Lu Ming and looking down on him, especially Han Feng, who is just a fifth-level divine king, and they don't take him seriously at all.
Before, he kept mocking Lu Ming.
But Lu Ming used practical actions to slap him hard, making his face extremely gloomy.
"Damn it!"
Han Feng felt cold and filled with murderous intent.
Lu Ming has become the target of his death.
"interesting!"
"What a strong fighting force!"
At this moment, some of the top geniuses from other battle arenas were also attracted.
After all, the fifth level of the Divine Lord can defeat the genius of the Eighth Level Divine Lord, which represents talent and combat power.
Although the current level of cultivation is still low, once the level of cultivation is improved, it will be very terrifying and has attracted their attention.
"Mu Yun wins this battle!"
Liu Feichuan reacted and announced Lu Ming's victory.
In this way, Lu Ming won two consecutive victories.
Lu Ming left the battlefield calmly, but it was different from before. Many people's eyes were scanning him.
It is conceivable that the next time he plays, he will attract more attention.
After Lu Ming left the battle stage, he also looked at other battle stages.
Every battle platform has extremely powerful geniuses, and at least one quasi-emperor. Some battle platforms have more than one.
These people are so powerful that when others encounter them, they almost give up.
The competition progressed one after another, and soon it was Lu Ming's turn to play again.
But this time, the opponent was only the sixth level of the Divine Lord. As soon as he saw Lu Ming, he immediately admitted defeat.