Chapter 116 The New King, the New King

Lu Ming didn't talk to Duanmu Yunyang, he turned around and walked off the stage.

"Lu Ming, thank you!"

When Lu Ming returned to the Zhuqueyuan area, Liu Hui clenched his fists and thanked Lu Ming.

"You don't have to thank me. I'm not just standing up for you. I just can't stand the face of the Duanmu family. Besides, the Duanmu family and I have a grudge."

Lu Ming smiled.

"Look... don't you like it?"

Liu Hui, as well as the other Suzaku Academy disciples on the side were a little stunned.

Just because of this reason, he went up and abused Duanmu Yunchong? They felt that they couldn't understand Lu Ming's thoughts.

Next, the challenge continues.

The competition was very intense, and everyone tried their best to fight.

When the challenges were all over, it was already night.

Of the ten challengers, including Lu Ming, a total of five succeeded, replacing five of the previous thirty.

By this time, all the places in the top 30 of the major colleges have been created.

Only five people from Suzaku Academy entered the top 30.

Just as miserable as the Vermillion Bird Academy is the Xuanwu Academy, which has only five people.

There are eight people in the Qinglong Academy, and the White Tiger Academy is the strongest, with a total of 12 people.

It is worth mentioning that among the four rookie kings that have attracted much attention this time, Feng Xinglie has been eliminated, and Lu Ming has entered the top 30 with a dark horse.

As for the other two, Wang Lingkong, a newcomer from two years ago, and Wang Duanmu Yunyang, a newcomer from three years ago, naturally made it into the top 30 with ease.

"Feng Xinglie is still too young. It is normal for him to be eliminated in less than two years."

"That's right, but after a year, or even two years later, if Feng Xinglie doesn't break through the realm of the Great Martial Master, then the Bronze Ranking Battle will be his world. This is the normal speed."

"But what about Lu Ming?"

The people chatted,

But invariably, they thought of a name, Lu Ming.

Lu Ming just started this year, but he was already in the top 30.

"Lu Ming? That's a pervert. It can't be calculated according to common sense."

People can only comfort themselves with this reason.

Today's game is over, and it will continue the next day.

Lu Ming, Pang Shi and others returned to the dormitory.

After a night of silence, they returned to Dabi's location early the next morning.

"Now, the top 30 come up to draw lots!"

It was still hosted by the silver-robed elder yesterday.

Like yesterday's rule, the silver-robed elders randomly selected fifteen people, and then these fifteen people selected the names of the other fifteen people.

This time, Lu Ming drew the number twelve.

"No. 12? It seems that we have finally met a strong opponent."

There was a look of anticipation on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth.

To be honest, in the previous duel, he didn't show his full strength at all.

After registering, Lu Ming walked towards the seat.

"Lu Ming, how many numbers did you draw?"

As soon as he came back, Mulan asked impatiently.

Today, instead of sitting with her grandfather, Mulan was huddled with Feng Wu, Pang Shi, and the others. Naturally, their area was filled with male disciples from the Vermillion Bird Academy.

"number twelve!"

Lu Ming smiled.

"No. 12? Qinglong Academy Gu Qing!"

Hearing this name, Feng Wu, Hua Chi and others changed their expressions.

"Lu Ming, remember, as long as you do your best, even if you lose, it will be worth it if you can gain something."

Mulan sighed.

"Well, Senior Sister Mulan, from your tone, it seems like I'm doomed?"

Lu Ming was speechless.

"What? Do you think you can win against Gu Qing?"

Mulan's beautiful eyes flashed, staring at Lu Ming.

"Even if I can't win, can't you cheer me on?"

Lu Ming didn't answer directly, but instead asked a question, then sat down, but there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This guy? What trump card is left?"

Mulan stared fiercely at Lu Ming for a while, as if trying to see through his secret.

"The first test has officially started. No. 19 Pu Sichong, against No. 15, volley."

The silver-robed elder announced.

With the announcement of the silver-robed elder, the audience immediately boiled.

"Ling Kong came on stage, and he actually faced Pu Sichong in a strong duel. Some people watched this match."

"The duel between strong and strong, I don't think so. Ling Kong has not shot for half a year. No one knows how strong he is now. Not impossible."

"Yeah, the new king two years ago is coming to his era."

Two young figures stepped onto the stage under the attention of the audience.

Ling Kong is a bald youth, seventeen or eighteen years old, with muscles bulging all over his body, full of explosive power, carrying an iron rod on his back, and his eyes revealing a beast-like gleam.

This is Ling Kong, the rookie king two years ago, the peerless genius of the White Tiger Academy, but he is not a member of the Duanmu family.

Opposite Lingkong, is a rather handsome young man named Pu Sichong. Before, he was ranked nineteenth on the bronze list, and he was definitely a master.

But at this time, Pu Sichong's face was extremely solemn.

"Pu Sichong, I advise you to take the initiative to admit defeat, you are not my opponent."

Ling Kong grinned.

He speaks arrogantly, but in fact, no one thinks that he is arrogant, just that it is natural for Lingkong to say this, because he has this strength.

Pu Sichong's eyes flashed, showing a firm look, 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 have to be prepared to be injured. Sometimes, I can't control it myself."

Ling Kong grinned, revealing a grim smile.

"Then take the call!"

bump!

As soon as Lingkong's words fell, a fierce light appeared in his eyes, like a monster, rushing towards Pu Sichong.

chi chi...

The sharp claws covered Pu Sichong's body.

Pu Sichong unsheathed his long sword, and the sword energy rose into the sky, slashing towards the sky.

boom! boom!

The claws in the sky collided with Pu Si Chong's sword, and both dissipated.

"It's a bit of a skill, but that's it, let's end it!"

Lingkong's cold voice came out, and his body was filled with vicious aura, like a human-shaped monster, he pulled out the iron rod behind him and smashed it towards Pu Sichong.

This stick is earth-shattering and imposing.

Pu Sichong burst out with all his strength, and it was difficult to resist.

If you lose, you will lose with two moves. In fact, you will lose with one move.

Pu Sichong's strength is too different from that of Ling Kong.

"Ling Kong's strength is too strong, there is absolutely no problem with the top ten."

"This time, the top ten will definitely change."

......

In the stands, Lu Ming's heart moved, this volley is really powerful, he can't see the depth.

"That's what makes it interesting!"

Afterwards, Lu Ming's eyes showed a trace of fighting intent.

"Volley wins, next match, No. 17 vs No. 2!"

The silver-robed elder announced.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao