The old disciple continued to explain: "However, the martial arts practiced by Duanmuhu are exactly opposite to those of Feng Xinglie. Duanmuhu practiced defensive Xuan-level low-grade martial arts, "Tianhu Body Protection Technique", one for defense and one for offense.
Isn’t it interesting?”
Everyone was stunned.
Feng Xinglie and Duanmuhu are like a spear and a shield, just the opposite. In this battle, it depends on whether Feng Xinglie's spear attack is stronger, or Duanmuhu's shield defense is stronger.
Whoever is stronger wins!
This situation is happening not just here, but everywhere.
Many old disciples have been practicing for five, six, or seven or eight years. Their cultivation level may not be high, but they have sharp eyesight and definitely know a lot of information.
Many people became more interested after learning about the martial arts skills the two were good at.
"Now, the duel begins!"
The referee announced and stepped aside.
Boom! Boom!
In an instant, powerful auras erupted from Feng Xinglie and Duanmuhu.
The breaths collided in the air.
At this moment, Feng Xing moved violently, the long sword was unsheathed, the sword light pierced the air like a bolt of lightning, and stabbed towards Duanmu Hu rapidly.
Guiyuan sword!
This sword is stronger than the previous one!
Because Feng Xinglie's bloodline exploded.
Six chakras, six levels of blood.
This was the first time Lu Ming saw a sixth-level bloodline warrior.
This sword was so stunning that all eyes could not help but stare at this sword.
boom!
Duanmuhu stepped heavily, and then a tiger roar sounded, and around his body, two tigers condensed with true energy appeared.
Two ferocious tigers leaped and roared around Duanmu Tiger's body, surrounding Duanmu Tiger with water.
"Feng Xinglie, let's see how you break my defense?"
Duanmuhu roared.
In an instant, Feng Xinglie's long sword stabbed Duanmuhu.
Roar..
The tigers roared repeatedly, and two fierce tigers blocked Duanmuhu's body, colliding with Feng Xinglie's long sword.
Where the long sword and the tiger intersect, a dazzling light shines.
However, everyone was staring at the battlefield and did not dare to look away, for fear of missing the wonderful moment.
This is definitely a duel that can be decided by one move. If Feng Xinglie can break Duanmuhu's defense, then Feng Xinglie will definitely win, otherwise, Duanmuhu will win.
Can Feng Xinglie break Duanmuhu's defense?
boom!
Suddenly, a roar sounded, and Feng Xinglie and Duanmuhu crossed each other.
Who won?
bump!
Suddenly, Duanmuhu knelt down heavily and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Everyone saw that there was a deep blood mark on his chest, just like Sun Guang before.
"I lost!"
Duanmuhu stood up and left without looking back.
Duanmuhu was defeated, and the whole place was in an uproar.
"Wonderful, really wonderful. Although it is only one move, it is the pinnacle showdown between attack and defense."
"Yes, today's trip was not in vain."
"Do you think Feng Xinglie will continue to challenge?"
"Probably not. His bloodline has exploded and it will be difficult to recover in a short time."
"That too!"
At this time, the referee on the battlefield also declared Feng Xinglie the winner.
Feng Xinglie slowly walked towards the bottom of the fighting platform amid the admiration and envy of the audience.
"Awesome, so awesome, Senior Brother Lu Ming, you idiot, let's go back. I must practice harder and strive to be on the bronze list in the future!"
Pang Shi said with determination.
"Go back? The duel isn't over yet, why should we go back?"
Lu Ming smiled slightly.
"The duel isn't over yet?"
Around Lu Ming, not only Pang Shi, Hua Chi, but also others were stunned.
Isn't the showdown over? Why did Lu Ming say it's not over yet?
"Feng Xinglie's duel is over, but my duel has just begun!"
Lu Ming smiled, then stood up and jumped down towards the battle platform below.
After a few breaths, Lu Ming floated onto the bronze platform.
"Lu...Senior Brother Lu Ming, what are you doing?"
Pang Shi said blankly.
Others around him were also in a daze.
"It seems that Lu Ming wants to challenge the Bronze Platform today!"
At this moment, Huachi's eyes were extremely bright and radiant, and at the same time, they were a little shocked.
"What? Senior Brother Lu Ming wants to challenge the Bronze Platform?"
Pang Shi was extremely shocked.
Others nearby were also shocked.
The disciples of the Fourth Academy around the bronze platform were already preparing to leave. At this moment, they suddenly saw a figure flying onto the fighting platform, and they couldn't help but be startled.
"Who is that? What are you doing on the bronze platform now?"
"Eh? Isn't that Lu Ming? This year's newcomer Wang Luming!"
"So he is Lu Ming. What does he want to do? Is he going to challenge the Bronze Platform?"
"Isn't it possible? Even if he is the Rookie King, he is only the Rookie King this year. It is still early to challenge the Bronze Stage!"
"good!"
There was a flurry of discussion around him, but he moved his buttocks to leave and sat down again.
On the fighting stage, the middle-aged referee who was about to leave and Feng Xinglie, who had already walked to the edge of the fighting stage, couldn't help but stop.
"Lu Ming, what do you want to do when you come on stage?"
The middle-aged referee asked with a smile.
"Elder, Lu Ming applies to challenge the Bronze Platform!"
Lu Ming cupped his fists and said.
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
"Wochao, I really want to challenge the Bronze Platform."
"It's too arrogant and too impatient. Lu Ming is just this year's Rookie King, and he wants to challenge the Bronze Stage? It's too impatient."
"The nature of a child, in my opinion, is that when he saw Feng Xinglie winning consecutive battles, he was envious and excited, so he rushed forward. If he challenges now, there is almost no possibility of success."
"That's not necessarily true. I heard that in the battle when he demolished the Xingyue Tower more than three months ago, he showed a combat power that is not weaker than that of a ninth-level martial artist."
"So what? What's the use of the ninth-level martial artist's combat power on the Bronze Stage? Which one of those who have reached the Bronze Stage has lower combat power than the ninth-level martial artist? I admit Lu Ming's talent, but after all, he just started this year. If
In another year, I don't deny that he can hit the bronze list like Feng Xinglie, but now, it's almost impossible."
"If you want to challenge the Bronze Platform, you can't just rely on your cultivation. If you have any heavenly and earthly treasures, your cultivation can be improved quickly. However, martial arts, secret techniques, etc., take time to comprehend. On the Bronze Ranking,
Among those who can practice Xuan-level martial arts, which one is not extremely talented and has spent a lot of time to master it successfully?"
"Perhaps he just wants to win a few consecutive victories and then give up?"
"Just give up after winning a few consecutive victories? He is the new king, not an ordinary disciple. If he gives up after just winning a few consecutive victories, it would be even more embarrassing to not go on stage."
"That too!"
The scene was noisy, but the discussion was almost unanimous. Everyone thought that Lu Ming was too impulsive and should not challenge now. He should lie dormant like Feng Xinglie and wait until his combat power reaches a certain level, then explode and become a blockbuster.
In the southern stands, Pang Shi and others are still in a daze.
"Huachi, you...you think, how many consecutive victories can senior brother Lu Ming achieve? Can he be on the bronze list?"
Pang Shi asked blankly.
"Lu Ming, I really can't see through him more and more, but he is not an impulsive person. Now that he has gone up, he must be somewhat sure."
Huachi Road.
Even though he said this, Hua Chi still had a look of shock in his eyes.
"That's true, I also believe in Senior Brother Lu Ming!"
Pang Shi scratched his head.
Others nearby heard expressions of disdain, thinking that the two of them were too blind.