"I didn't expect that what you practice is actually the most difficult cold energy. No wonder you have such achievements today! It is indeed my luck, Zhang Xiuping, to meet an opponent like you!
But I won’t admit defeat. If you want to defeat me, you have to use all your strength. I am also in the realm of Martial Saint after all, so I won’t be defeated so easily!”
Mr. Zhang's eyes lit up, and he didn't dare to exaggerate.
During this process, he had raised his momentum to the best state and was ready to fight Lu Mingjun.
The condition of both of them is improving, and their sympathy for each other is getting stronger.
"Mr. Zhang, then I won't be polite!"
After Lu Mingjun finished speaking, he took the lead in launching his attack.
This time was probably his most serious battle. Lu Mingjun had never been so cautious when fighting against other masters.
The same was true for Mr. Zhang. Both of them attacked tentatively, wanting to see how strong each other was.
Therefore, after exchanging palms, they all stepped back and had a general understanding of each other's strength.
Lu Mingjun's cold energy took the opportunity to enter the elder's body, trying to cause damage to him.
But Mr. Zhang's strength was beyond what those people could match. The cold air was quickly cleared away by him without causing any impact.
However, this really shocked Zhang Xiuping, that is to say, his cultivation level was strong enough. If he had been replaced by someone else who was weaker, he would probably have been tricked.
Before this, he had seen people practicing cold energy, but those people were too weak and could not achieve the corresponding effects at all. Therefore, in such a comparison, cold energy was indeed superior to others. No wonder it was difficult for him to practice.
"I didn't expect the stupid energy to be so terrifying. If my cultivation hadn't been strong enough, the cold energy in my body just now would have been enough for me to drink a pot!"
Zhang Xiuping did not continue the attack immediately, but said to Lu Mingjun with a smile. Now, the two of them have no intention of becoming at war with each other at all, and they seem to be using force to make friends.
Lu Mingjun's cultivation has been recognized by Mr. Zhang. Under this situation, Zhang Xiuping does not want to fight against Mr. Lu.
Because he had no confidence in defeating Lu Mingjun. As for whether Young Master Lu could defeat him, he was not sure. After all, so far, he did not know what level Lu Mingjun's cultivation level was.
"It's just a little trick, it's not worth mentioning in front of you, Mr. Zhang!"
Lu Mingjun also flattered him, because in his opinion, Zhang Xiuping was indeed a rare master.
"Let's not flatter each other in this business. Feel free to use any tricks. Today I want to avenge the young master. This is my duty!"
After Zhang Xiuping finished speaking, he looked at Lu Mingjun, waiting for his next attack.
And Young Master Lu was not polite. He came up again and fought with Zhang Xiuping.
He still didn't try his best because Lu Mingjun wanted to see where Zhang Xiuping's limit was.
Just from the perspective of cultivation level, he should be able to hold his own, but Lu Mingjun wanted to know what kind of level a person in the Martial Saint realm would be at when he tried his best.
Zhang Xiuping naturally didn't know what Lu Minjun was thinking. He thought that Young Master Lu had already tried his best.
For a while, the two of them were evenly matched, and neither of them could get any advantage.
This situation made the elder even more excited, almost like an old man going crazy.