Lu Ming didn't say much to Duanmu Yunyang, turned around and walked off the fighting platform.
"Lu Ming, thank you!"
When Lu Ming returned to the Zhuqueyuan area, Liu Hui cupped his fists and thanked Lu Ming.
"You don't need to thank me. I'm not simply standing up for you. I just can't stand the Duanmu family's face. Besides, the Duanmu family and I have a grudge."
Lu Ming smiled and said.
"Don't you like it?"
Liu Hui and the other Suzaku Academy disciples nearby were in a daze.
Just because of this reason, they went up and tortured Duanmu Yunchong? They felt that they couldn't understand Lu Ming's thoughts.
Next, the challenge continues.
The competition was very fierce, and everyone fought hard.
When all the challenges were over, it was already night.
Among the ten people who challenged, including Lu Ming, a total of five people successfully challenged, replacing five of the previous thirty people.
By this time, all the top 30 places in each compound had been announced.
Only five people from Suzaku Academy entered the top thirty.
Just as miserable as the Suzaku Academy, the Xuanwu Academy only had five people.
There are eight people in the Blue Dragon Academy, and the White Tiger Academy is the strongest, with a total of twelve people.
It is worth mentioning that among the four newcomers that have attracted much attention this time, Feng Xinglie has been eliminated, while Lu Ming has entered the top 30 as a dark horse.
As for the other two, newcomer Wang Lingkong two years ago and newcomer Wang Duanmu Yunyang three years ago, they naturally entered the top thirty with ease.
"Feng Xinglie is still too young. He has been eliminated for less than two years. It is normal for him to be eliminated."
"Yes, but one year later, or even two years later, if Feng Xinglie does not break through to the realm of great martial artist, then the bronze ranking battle will be his world. This is the normal speed."
"But what about Lu Ming?"
Everyone was chatting, but all of them suddenly thought of a name, Lu Ming.
Lu Ming just started playing this year, but he has already reached the top thirty.
"Lu Ming? That's a pervert. It can't be calculated according to common sense."
Everyone can only comfort themselves with this reason.
Today's game is over and will continue the next day.
Lu Ming, Pang Shi and others returned to the dormitory.
There was no talking all night, and early the next morning, they returned to the location of the competition.
"Now, the first thirty come up and draw lots!"
It was still the silver-robed elder who presided over yesterday.
The same rules as yesterday, the silver-robed elder randomly selected fifteen people, and then these fifteen people drew the names of the other fifteen people.
This time, the number Lu Ming drew was number 12.
"No. 12? It seems that we have finally met a strong opponent."
There was a glimmer of expectation at the corner of Lu Ming's mouth.
To be honest, in the previous duel, he did not show his full strength at all.
After registering, Lu Ming walked towards his seat.
"Lu Ming, what number did you draw?"
As soon as he came back, Mulan couldn't wait to ask.
Today, Mulan did not sit with her grandfather. Instead, she crowded with Feng Wu, Pang Shi and the others. Naturally, their area was filled with male disciples from the Suzaku Academy.
"number twelve!"
Lu Ming smiled.
"No. 12? Qinglongyuan Gu Qing!"
Upon hearing this name, Feng Wu, Huachi and others' expressions changed.
"Lu Ming, remember, you just have to do your best. Even if you fail, it's worth it if you can gain something."
Mulan sighed.
"Well, Senior Sister Mulan, from your tone, it seems that I am destined to lose?"
Lu Ming was a little speechless.
"What? Do you think you can still win against Gu Qing?"
Mulan's beautiful eyes flashed and she stared at Lu Ming.
"Even if I can't win, can't you cheer me up?"
Lu Ming did not answer directly, but asked a question, and then sat down, but there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.
"This guy? What cards did he leave behind?"
Mulan stared at Lu Ming fiercely for a while, as if she wanted to see through his secret.
"The first competition officially begins, No. 19 Pu Sichong, vs. No. 15, volleying."
The silver-robed elder announced.
Following the announcement of the silver-robed elder, the whole place immediately became excited.
"Ling Kong came on the stage, and actually faced off against Pu Sichong, a strong showdown. I really watched this match."
"I don't think it's a strong showdown. Lingkong hasn't made a move for half a year. No one knows how strong he is now. But there is no doubt that Lingkong has a chance to break into the top ten or even the top six this time."
It’s not impossible.”
"Yes, the rookie king from two years ago is about to reach his time."
Two young figures stepped onto the fighting stage under the attention of everyone.
Lingkong was a bald young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with bulging muscles and full of explosive power. He carried an iron rod on his back and his eyes were as bright as a wild beast.
This is Ling Kong, the newcomer king two years ago, the peerless genius of Baihuyuan, but he is not from the Duanmu family.
Opposite Lingkong is a rather handsome young man named Pu Sichong. Previously, he was ranked 19th on the bronze list, and he is definitely a master.
But at this time, Pu Sichong's face was extremely solemn.
"Pu Sichong, I advise you to admit defeat. You are no match for me."
Lingkong grinned.
He spoke very arrogantly, but in fact, no one thought he was arrogant. They just thought it was natural for Lingkong to say what he said because he had the strength.
Pu Sichong's eyes flashed, showing determination, and said: "Lingkong, if you want me to take the initiative to admit defeat, it depends on whether you have the ability."
"Oh? Since you insist on fighting, you must be prepared to get injured. Sometimes, I can't control it myself."
Lingkong grinned, revealing a ferocious smile.
"Then take the move!"
bump!
As soon as Ling Kong finished speaking, a fierce light appeared in his eyes, and he rushed towards Pu Sichong like a monster.
Tsk tsk...
Sharp claws covered Pu Sichong's whole body.
Pu Sichong unsheathed his long sword, and the sword energy rose into the sky, slashing into the sky.
Boom! Boom!
The claw light in the sky collided with Pu Sichong's sword energy, and both of them dissipated.
"It's a bit capable, but that's it, let's end it!"
Ling Kong's cold voice came out, and his body was filled with ferocious aura. Like a humanoid monster, he pulled out the iron rod from behind and smashed it towards Pu Si.
This stick was earth-shattering and its momentum soared into the sky.
Pu Sichong exploded with all his strength, but it was difficult to resist. He was directly smashed dozens of meters away, trembling all over and vomiting blood.
If you lose, you will lose in two moves. In fact, you will lose in one move.
There is a huge difference between Pu Sichong's strength and Lingkong's.
"Lingkong's strength is too strong, there is absolutely no problem in being in the top ten."
"This time, there will definitely be changes in the top ten."
...
In the stands, Lu Ming's heart moved. This Ling Kong was really powerful, and he couldn't tell the depth.
“That’s what makes it interesting!”
Then, Lu Ming's eyes showed a hint of fighting spirit.