Chapter 119 Secret Art, the Beasts Mad Trick (1/2)
The atmosphere in the room was suddenly ignited.
White tiger courtyard area.
”In the air, deal with Lu Ming. Don't hold back. You'd better cripple him!”
Duanmu Yunyang said coldly.
”Duanmu Yunyang, are you telling me what to do? I'm telling you, I'm not a dog of your duanmu family. Don't talk to me in that tone.”
He grinned in the air, full of defiance.
”Soaring, you... What do you mean? Lu Ming is an enemy of our White tiger courtyard.”
Another young man from the duanmu family said with an ugly face.
”He is the enemy of your duanmu family, not mine.”
He curled his lips and continued, ”But I will do my best, not because of your Duanmu family, but because Lu Ming is a good opponent!”
With that said, his body flashed in the air and charged towards the battle platform.
”This grandfather, who is soaring in the sky and leaning on a gold-robed elder, is simply unruly and a scourge!”
Said a young man from the duanmu family.
”Don't worry. Sooner or later, he will be obedient.”
Duanmu Yunyang sneered.
On the stage, Lu Ming stood in the air.
”Lu Ming, come on!”
”Senior brother Lu Ming, invincible!”
The Vermillion bird courtyard disciple shouted and cheered for Lu Ming.
”In the air, invincible, come on in the air!”
”Brother lingkong beat Lu Ming up. Brother lingkong will win!”
The White tiger courtyard disciple refused to be outdone and shouted.
Then, the disciples from both sides began to glare at each other. Before the competition began, the disciples from both academies were already at daggers drawn.
”Lu Ming, I know you have hidden your power. Your blood has never exploded. How much power do you have? Show it all. I won't be merciful.”
Looking at the sound of the landing in the sky, his eyes were full of wildness.
”I can't wait!”
Lu Ming smiled.
”Okay, haha!”
He laughed in the air.
The two of them met Four Eyes.
Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, the two of them moved at the same time. There were two booms on the stage and two figures rushed at each other at the same time.
”The wind demon stick method - open the mountain!”
”The Musket Formula - landslide!”
The iron bars in the air, Lu Ming's spears, were thrown together.
Dang!
Like two ancient demons colliding together, there was an earth-shattering roar. At the point where the spear intersected with the iron bar, two kinds of light, one red and one yellow, exploded violently, forming a huge storm wave that swept across the eight directions.
The surrounding stands, even a few hundred meters away, still felt a gale of ten, almost blowing people up.
”This... This is too strong, isn't it? What kind of power is this? Is this still the ability of a martial artist to achieve power?”
Some of the disciples were appalled.
It was just a move. The power was terrifying.
On the stage, the two of them exchanged blows and retreated seven or eight steps in unison.
”It's a great strength, a body in the air, higher than me. It has already reached the second level, and Mystical level's martial arts have reached the peak of the fourth level. It's not worse than me at all. It seems that I can't beat him with only 60 % of my strength.”
Lu Ming's mind raced.
Lu Ming's true qi strength was far higher than the average martial artist's peak of nine times. In the previous match, he only used 60 % at most.
”Okay, come again!”
Roaring through the air, all his muscles squirmed like iron blocks, rushing towards the landing.
”Seventy percent then!”
Lu Ming's eyes flashed, his toes stepped, and his body rushed out like a gust of wind.
Dang!
There was another loud roar.
This time, Lu Ming just swayed as he retreated into the air.
”Lu Ming has the upper hand. Is Lu Ming going to win?”
”It's not that easy. Look!”
Boom!