DRAGON EMPEROR

Ten wins in a row

Currently, Lu Ming's cultivation had reached the early stages of the eighth grade master realm. Other than the strength of a true war Dragon technique, his true Qi cultivation had surpassed that of a ninth grade pinnacle master.

On the other hand, Lu Ming's physical body had reached the lower 2nd rank, while his body was only ranked 1st.

Lu Ming had surpassed his abilities in both aspects. Therefore, Lu Ming did not even use his full strength and he could easily suppress his bond.

“He binds, with your strength, you still dare to call yourself an expert? I've said it before, you and Jiang Hao are no different.”

Lu Ming's voice rang out, causing him to roar even more furiously. He attacked Lu Ming with all his might.

“I'm done playing with you, it's almost time to end.”

Lu Ming said softly and then increased his strength by a few points.

BOOOM UP! BOOOM UP!

Lu Ming continued to throw the Dragon Fist fire. His fist was wrapped in a ball of Red Essential Qi. With each punch, a faint Dragon Roar sounded.

He could not block it at all, and his figure continued to retreat.

After about a dozen blows, he felt something sweet in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He will be defeated!

All the spectators watched this scene in silence. They knew that his defeat was predetermined and there was nothing he could do to turn things around.

Bang out!

After a few more punches, He Tie's body trembled continuously, and blood flowed out from his body.

Right now, he was anxious to admit defeat, yet when he thought about what he had just said, he forced himself to swallow the word 'confess defeat'.

Lu Ming sneered and suddenly added another strength.

The most!

The sound of a broken bone came from his bony arm as he retreated. Lu Ming rushed forward and punched his stomach.

He let out a blood-curdling screech as his sturdy body was sent flying over ten meters away. He fell down violently in the battle ring, causing it to tremble violently.

Lu Ming took a step forward and approached He Tie's side. He looked at his tie and smiled faintly. "Have you just said that you want to destroy my bone protector?"

“I do not.. No, there is no such thing as Zhang. I admit defeat, I admit defeat!”

He looked at Lu Ming's cold gaze and felt a chill in his heart. So shocked, he immediately shouted, 'I admit defeat'.

He knew that if he did not admit defeat, Lu Ming would have completely broken his bones.

"Oh? He admitted defeat? Then get off the stage, you said it yourself, if you break the contract, I don't mind breaking it too.”

Lu Ming sneered.

He Tie's expression was extremely unsightly. He did say that if he admitted defeat, he would withdraw from the battle ring.

But at that moment, he thought that he would definitely win. He never thought he would lose, so he said that.

Now that he had completely lost, how could he tell him to get off the fighting stage in front of so many people?

However, if he did not do so, Lu Ming could use this as an excuse to continue attacking him.

“Lu Ming, don't go too far. Better to make room for others.”

In the stands, Yao Tianyu stood up and said coldly.

“Leave the way out? Yao Tianyu, why didn't I see you show mercy in the past? Now, your men are lying at my feet like dogs, and I stand up and say that you should leave your way out. What kind of nonsense logic are you talking about?”

Lu Ming glanced at Yao Tianyu and shouted.

Yao Tianyu's face instantly turned extremely ugly and gloomy.

“Yao Tianyu, you don't need to waste your breath. Your turn is soon.”

After Lu Ming finished speaking, he turned his gaze away from Yao Tianyu and continued to look to his tie. “Are you going to get lost or not? Otherwise, I will personally make you lost.”

After saying that, he raised his foot and was about to step on his tie.

The middle-aged judge did not say a word during the proceedings.

He had to uphold whatever deal was made on the fighting stage.

“Wait, wait, I'll get lost! I'll get lost!”

He suddenly shouted.

Compared to all the bones in his body being broken by Lu Ming, he finally chose to 'roll'.

Everyone present was stunned. After a while, they laughed.

His face was completely red, and he was so embarrassed that he could no longer stay there. He ran out of bronze platforms.

After today, his tie would become a laughingstock.

In the stands, Yao Tianyu's killing intent was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

He ties is his man. If he lost face, he would also lose face.

“Lu Ming, Lu Ming, Lu Ming, if I do not kill you, I am not human!”

Yao Tianyu roared in his heart, his killing intent extremely sharp.

Just then, the jury announced that Lu Ming had won.

Nine wins in a row. Lu Ming had achieved nine consecutive victories and was only one step away from ten consecutive victories.

Many people showed expressions of anticipation.

In the history of the mystic sword sect, not many people could enter the bronze rank in their first year.

In the last ten years, there has only been one.

He was one of the golden disciples of the mystic sword sect, the strongest among all disciples, one of the six scorching sun heroes, Feng Wuji.

Feng Wuji was a peerless true genius.

Can Lu Ming reach it?

in the next round, Lu Ming would fight against an expert with nine wins in a row. Which one of you with nine wins in a row will fight? ”

The middle-aged judge announced.

For a long time, no one spoke.

Nine wins in a row is just one game away from ten wins in a row. Of course, he had to be very careful. Otherwise, all his previous efforts would have been in vain if he lost.

Lu Ming's abilities were unexpected. A disciple who won nine times in a row would not easily rise if he was not confident.

After waiting for a while, seeing no one come forward, the judge said, ”Alright, since no one has taken the initiative yet to come forward, I will vote. Whoever I drew should show up.

This was also one of the rules of the bronze platform, which was to force people to fight. Otherwise, if some people were too strong to fight, they would not be able to enter the bronze rank.

After the jury finished speaking, someone immediately went up on stage and handed over a box.

Inside the box were the names of all the disciples who had won nine consecutive victories.

The judge fumbled at random. After a while, he took out a bamboo stick with a name on it.

“Wu Hao, you go ahead and fight.”

The voice of the jury echoed throughout the arena.

On the west side of the stands, a young man stood up with a helpless expression on his face.

Ever since he was chosen, he could only fight.

With a few leaps, Wu Hao reached the battle ring.

“Please, Young Brother Lu!”

Wu Hao cupped his fists, his expression extremely solemn.

Lu Ming was able to easily suppress his bond and this made him feel extremely depressed.

"Please!" said Lu Ming.

As the jury announced the start of the match, the two began to quarrel.

For Wu Hao to be able to obtain nine wins in a row, he naturally had a real ability.

His movement techniques and sword techniques were both at the top yellow level, and he had developed them to the sixth level. His talent could not be said to be lacking.

Unfortunately, he met Lu Ming and was destined to lose.

Lu Ming did not use his full strength. He used the huge sword in his hand to display a gleaming sword technique. He fought Wu Hao for dozens of moves before he defeated him.

Ten wins in a row. After defeating Wu Hao, it meant ten wins in a row.

Ten wins in a row means someone will be on the bronze list.

The crowd is boiling.