Nowadays, Lu Ming's cultivation has reached the early stage of the eighth level of martial arts. Coupled with the power of the True Dragon Fighting Technique, in terms of true energy cultivation, he has surpassed the warriors at the peak of the ninth level of martial arts.
Lu Ming's physical body has reached the second level of Minor Perfection, while He Tie has only reached the first level of Dzogchen.
Lu Ming surpassed He Tie in both aspects, so Lu Ming could easily suppress He Tie without using all his strength.
"He Tie, with your strength, you still have the nerve to say that you are strong? I said before, there is no difference between you and Jiang Hao."
Lu Ming's voice sounded, making He Tie roar even more angrily and rush towards Lu Ming with all his strength.
"I won't play with you anymore, it's almost time to end."
Lu Ming whispered, and then increased his strength a bit.
Boom! Boom!
Lu Ming continued to use the Flame Dragon Fist. His fist was wrapped in a ball of red energy. Every time he punched out, there was a faint sound of dragon roar.
He Tie couldn't resist it at all and kept retreating.
After more than a dozen punches, He Tie's throat felt sweet and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
He Tie is going to lose!
Everyone in the audience watched this scene in silence. They knew that He Tie's defeat was certain and there was no way he could recover.
Touch! Touch!
After a few more punches, He Tie's whole body continued to tremble, and blood continued to overflow in the air.
At this moment, he really wanted to admit defeat directly, but remembering what he had just said, the word 'admit defeat', he held it back.
Lu Ming sneered and suddenly increased his strength.
Jam!
There was a sound of bones breaking in He Tie's arm, and his body retreated continuously. Lu Ming rushed forward and punched He Tie in the stomach.
He Tie screamed, his strong body flew more than ten meters, and fell heavily to the battle platform, causing the battle platform to shake violently.
Lu Ming took one step forward and came to He Tie's side. He looked down at He Tie and said with a faint smile, "You just said you wanted to break my bones?"
"No...no, there is absolutely no chance. I give up, I give up!"
Seeing Lu Ming's indifferent eyes, He Tie felt chilled in his heart. He was so horrified that he quickly shouted, "Admit defeat."
He knew that if he didn't admit defeat, Lu Ming would really crush his bones.
"Oh? Give up? Then get off the stage. You said it yourself. If you break the contract, I don't mind breaking the contract too."
Lu Ming sneered.
He Tie's face was extremely ugly. He had indeed said before that if he gave up, he would roll off the fighting platform.
But at that time, he thought he was sure to win, and never thought he would lose, so he said that.
Now that he has really lost, in front of so many people, he is told to get off the stage, how can he do it?
But if he didn't do it, Lu Ming could use this as an excuse to continue attacking him.
"Lu Ming, don't go too far. It's best to keep a thin line as a human being."
In the stands, Yao Tianyu stood up and said coldly.
"Be a human being and keep a ray of grace? Yao Tianyu, why haven't I seen you before? Now you are lying at my feet like a dog, but I stand up and talk about being a human being. What kind of bullshit are you talking about?"
Lu Ming glanced at Yao Tianyu and scolded him loudly.
Yao Tianyu's face instantly turned ugly and gloomy.
"Yao Tianyu, you don't have to talk nonsense, because it will be your turn soon."
After Lu Ming finished speaking, he stopped looking at Yao Tianyu and continued to look at He Tie, saying: "Are you going to get out or not? If you don't, I will ask you to get out myself."
After saying that, he raised his foot and stepped on He Tie's body.
During this process, the middle-aged referee did not say a word.
He also wants to uphold any agreement reached on the battlefield.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'm out! I'm out!"
He Tie suddenly shouted.
Rather than having all his bones broken by Lu Ming, he finally chose to 'get out'.
Immediately, he rolled up on the fighting platform in great humiliation. His movements were clumsy and ridiculous. He rolled dozens of times before falling off the fighting platform with a plop.
Everyone in the audience was stunned. After a while, they burst into laughter.
He Tie's face was flushed and he was ashamed. He couldn't stay any longer and ran out of the bronze platform.
After today, He Tie will become a laughing stock.
In the stands, Yao Tianyu's murderous intent was so intense that he couldn't get rid of it.
He Tie is his, and if He Tie is embarrassed, he will be embarrassed as well.
"Lu Ming, Lu Ming, Lu Ming, if I don't kill you, I swear I won't be a human being!"
Yao Tianyu roared in his heart, his murderous intention was extremely fierce.
At this time, the referee announced that Lu Ming won.
Nine consecutive victories, Lu Ming has reached nine consecutive victories, and is only one step away from ten consecutive victories.
Countless people looked expectantly.
In the history of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, there are not many people who can reach the bronze list in the first year of their entry.
In the past ten years, there has only been one person.
That is Feng Wuji, one of the current gold-level disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and the top master among all the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, known as one of the Six Heroes of the Lie Sun.
Feng Wuji is a truly peerless genius.
Lu Ming, can you achieve it?
"In the next match, Lu Ming will fight against a strong man who has won nine consecutive victories. Who among you, who has won nine consecutive victories, will come up to fight?"
The middle-aged referee announced.
For a while, no one spoke.
Nine consecutive victories, only one game away from ten consecutive victories. Of course, we must be cautious and cautious, otherwise, once we lose, all our previous efforts will be wasted.
The strength that Lu Ming showed was unfathomable. Those disciples who had won nine consecutive victories were not sure and would not take the field easily.
After waiting for a while, when no one came forward, the referee said: "Okay, since no one comes forward, let me draw lots. Whoever is drawn must come up."
This is also one of the rules of the Bronze Table. It is mandatory to fight. Otherwise, some people are relatively strong and no one dares to fight with them. Then wouldn't this person be unable to compete in the Bronze Ranking?
After the referee finished speaking, someone immediately came on stage and handed him a box.
Inside the box, there are the names of all the nine-win winning disciples present.
The referee fumbled around casually, and after a while, he took out a bamboo stick with a name written on it.
"Wu Hao, go up and fight."
The referee's voice echoed throughout the court.
In the western stand, a young man stood up with a hint of helplessness on his face.
Now that I've been drawn, I can only fight.
Wu Hao made several leaps and climbed onto the fighting platform.
"Junior Brother Lu, please!"
Wu Hao clasped his fists, his face extremely solemn.
Lu Ming was able to suppress He Tie easily, making him feel a lot of pressure.
"Please!" Lu Ming said.
When the referee announced the start, the two men fought together.
Wu Hao is able to win nine consecutive victories, so he certainly has real ability.
One of his martial arts skills and one of his sword skills are all yellow-level high-grade, and they have already reached the sixth level. His talents are not low.
Unfortunately, when he met Lu Ming, he was destined to fail.
Lu Ming did not exert all his strength. He used the giant sword in his hand to use the Flowing Light Sword Technique. He fought with Wu Hao for dozens of moves before defeating Wu Hao.
Ten consecutive victories, after defeating Wu Hao, means ten consecutive victories.
And ten consecutive wins means being on the bronze list.