Chapter 184: No More Swords and Sabers, only the Holy Son Reigns Supreme

What is the concept of three million jin of strength? !

You know, the ultimate strength of a late-stage Jinshen Realm warrior is only two million jin.

And three million jin, even some peak Jinshen Realm warriors may not be able to reach it.

Lu Yun, who has just broken through his cultivation, can already be comparable to peak Jinshen Realm warriors in terms of strength?

Gong Liangjin couldn't believe it.

But the disastrous defeat without the strength of his hands made him have to believe it.

"Gong Liangjin is so weak?" Qin Wuming narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Gong Liangjin who was blown away by a punch, he was a little confused.

Boom!

Boom!

Lu Yun stepped out step by step.

The sky trembled, the air under his feet was like rippling water, waves were spreading, like the artery of the earth, which made Qin Wuming come back to his mind immediately.

Lu Yun's purple black robe fluttered, and he took ten steps, standing high in the void, his eyes as cold as ice.

This time, he broke through to the late stage of Yuanye Realm, and his Gangyuan, physical body, and spiritual power all surged.

Various skills were used, and both the power and the degree of heat had a qualitative leap. It did not surprise Lu Yun that he knocked Gong Liangjin away with one punch.

He looked at Qin Wuming in the distance, and an invisible pressure spread.

"It's your turn."

The voice was very low, but it fell clearly into everyone's ears. Qin Wuming looked at Lu Yun in surprise, and just met the pair of dark and deep cold eyes.

Hmm? Is it my illusion?

Qin Wuming vaguely saw that Lu Yun had an invincible aura, almost turning into a dragon.

He had seen that aura.

Three years ago, he had just gone out to travel and passed through Youzhou. He met an unprecedented strong man. The other party only used a sword to defeat all his confidence and pride.

He didn't know who the strong man was. He only knew clearly that the man was not even as old as him. When he drew his sword, his invincible aura almost turned into a dragon.

Later, he accidentally learned that he was a "Saint Son" from the Martial Academy in Zhongzhou, and that invincible aura was luck.

Whether it was a Saint Son of a noble family or a Saint Son of a Martial Academy, all the geniuses and monsters who represented a powerful force would be blessed by luck.

Once this luck was integrated and strengthened, it would turn into invincible aura.

After knowing this, his determination to become the Saint Son of the Martial Academy became more determined.

So for three years, he kept challenging powerful opponents one by one to hone himself so that he could defeat his powerful enemy in one fell swoop and then become the Saint Son of Feiling Martial Academy.

But he came back too late, allowing Lu Yun to take advantage of the gap.

He thought so in his heart.

And seeing Lu Yun's invincible aura, it turned into the aura of a dragon!

This made Qin Wuming both shocked and jealous.

If he was the Saint of the Martial Academy, he could also condense such a powerful invincible aura in one fell swoop.

With the blessing of invincible aura, his ability to fight against opponents of higher levels will be greatly improved.

He even has the confidence that when he meets the monster again, he can regain his confidence and pride.

Thinking of this, his eyes became hot, and a strong sword intent suddenly burst out, rushing straight into the sky.

"Lu Yun, today in front of many brothers and elders of the Martial Academy, why don't we make an agreement?"

The sword energy rushed to the sky, the long sword crossed the sky, Qin Wuming stared at Lu Yun with a covetous look, and spoke lightly.

"Oh?" Lu Yun frowned slightly, "Tell me, what agreement?"

Many elders and disciples of the Martial Academy also raised their spirits when they heard this.

"It's very simple." Qin Wuming's light voice resounded out, like thunder.

"If you win this battle, I will give up the position of the Holy Son from now on."

"Otherwise, you will give up the position of the Holy Son obediently!"

"Hand over the position of the Holy Son?" Lu Yun glanced at the other party and smiled, "You won't say to give it to you, right?"

"Of course, the position of the Holy Son belongs to the strong."

"Hehe." Lu Yun laughed angrily, "You are right, the position of the Holy Son is indeed for the strong."

"So, you agree?" Qin Wuming stared at Lu Yun with his eyes.

The elders and martial arts disciples frowned slightly when they heard this.

The Holy Son of the Martial Academy was decided by the dean who summoned many elders of the Martial Academy. How could he be changed privately because of a duel? !

"Brother Qin, be careful with your words!" Thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, golden thunder flashed, Lei Canghe walked out of it, and looked at Qin Wuming sternly.

"Brother Lei, please don't stop me. I will definitely get the position of the Holy Son." Qin Wuming didn't care about that, even if Lei Canghe came in person.

"Lu Yun became the Holy Son, this is the joint decision of the master and many elders, do you dare to disobey it?"

"Besides, don't you see how many years you have practiced, and how many years His Highness the Holy Son has practiced."

Qin Wuming's words made his face red, but it was impossible for him to give up.

"The position of the Holy Son can be occupied by others. If I lose to Lu Yun, I will be convinced. If I am stronger, why not be the Holy Son?"

"If Lu Yun can beat me one day, what's wrong with giving him the position of the Holy Son?"

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Lei Canghe, and looked at Lu Yun, his eyes as sharp as a sword.

"Brother Lu, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

The elders and disciples did not expect Qin Wuming to be so stubborn, and even refused to listen to Lei Canghe's words, so they had to look at Lu Yun to see how he would choose.

He could defeat Gong Liangjin, one of the best sword masters, with one punch. In their opinion, Lu Yun's strength might not be inferior to Qin Wuming.

However, after not seeing each other for several years, who knows how strong Qin Wuming and Gong Liangjin are.

Lu Yun could defeat Gong Liangjin with one punch, but he might not be able to defeat Qin Wuming.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Yun showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth and spoke slowly.

"Whether I accept it or not is another matter, but you provoked this Saint today, you should be punished!"

As soon as the words fell.

Lu Yun's right hand stretched out from the purple robe, and his index finger lightly tapped. From the high sky, a golden light shot out, like a pillar falling from the sky, all the wind and clouds were stirred up, and fell towards Qin Wuming at an extreme speed.

"Humph, I'm not Gong Liangjin."

Qin Wuming snorted coldly, and with his terrifying sword intent, he slashed out a powerful sword, wanting to teach Lu Yun, who despised him, a lesson.

However, the next moment.

Qin Wuming's face changed drastically.

As soon as his strongest sword touched the golden giant finger, it shattered.

Looking again, the golden giant finger sometimes turned into a soaring dragon, sometimes turned into a golden tiger, and sometimes turned into a soaring golden bird. It changed endlessly. When it finally collided with Qin Wuming, it was like a flood.

With a click, the Xuan-level long sword broke with a bang. Qin Wuming's left shoulder was scratched by the aurora, revealing a huge cut. The powerful residual power poured down and instantly defeated his golden body.

Qin Wuming flew backwards, wowed, and golden blood gushed out of his mouth.

Another red sun fist fell from the sky, the dazzling golden afterglow, like a big sun fist, fell fiercely on Qin Wuming's abdomen.

Boom!

On a mountain peak, rolling smoke and dust rose, like a heavy mountain collapsing, hitting the vast earth.

Wait until the smoke and dust dissipated.

Half of the huge mountain collapsed, and there was a bloody figure in it, dying.

"Oh my God, there is no ability to resist at all."

"How can His Royal Highness the Holy Son be so strong that even Senior Brother Qin can't resist?!"

"But Senior Brother Qin won't be beaten to death by His Royal Highness the Holy Son?"

Looking at the broken mountain, everyone's scalp was numb.

Gong Liangjin and Qin Wuming, one was unable to fight again, and the other was beaten to a blur, and his life or death was unknown.

And Lu Yun, like a slowly rising sun, shining brightly, Gaia everything.

At some point, a veteran Yuanye Realm disciple sighed slowly and said: "From now on, there will be no more swords and swords in the martial arts academy, only the Holy Son is supreme."

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused quite a stir.

But thinking back carefully, combined with everything that happened just now, it seems to be true.

Lu Yun walked in the air and landed above the broken peak, looking arrogantly.

"It seems that your strength is not enough to be the Holy Son!"

A dragon's momentum rose behind him, and golden tigers were entangled around his purple robe, perfectly interpreting what an invincible posture is.

"Ahem..."

Qin Wuming, whose body was blurred, slowly stood up from the deep pit, looked at Lu Yun with shock and fear, and after a long pause, he slowly exhaled a long breath.

Immediately, under the gaze of everyone, he clasped his fists slightly: "Qin Wuming, thank you for your mercy, Holy Son!"

Whether it was the previous finger or the last punch, he felt a huge crisis, as if he would be killed if he was not careful.

Especially the last punch, he was completely hit hard, and there was no room for resistance.

If Lu Yun had not shown mercy, his end would be even worse than the giant peak behind him.

Seeing the other party's sincere attitude, Lu Yun finally nodded slightly.

Then, he looked at those veteran Yuanye Realm disciples.

"Do any of you have any idea about the position of the Holy Son or want to challenge me? If so, please hurry up, otherwise, you will have no chance in the future."

One breath, two breaths... After more than ten breaths, everyone did not dare to say a word, looking at each other in silence, and even did not dare to look at Lu Yun.

Challenge the Holy Son?

What a joke!

Didn't you see that Gong Liangjin, the 15th place in Wanxiang Yubi, and Qin Wuming, the 9th place, were both knocked down, and they had no power to resist.

Is Gong Liangjin very weak?

Or is Qin Wuming very weak?

Not weak, their strength is at least ranked in the forefront even among many elders.

But even so, in front of Lu Yun, they couldn't even use their ultimate moves.

They haven't even reached the Golden Body Realm, wouldn't it be courting death to go up?

Qin Wuming and Gong Liangjin looked at Lu Yun, whose invincibility was getting stronger and stronger, and their eyes became more and more complicated.

It seems that the dean and many elders listed him as a disciple of Feiling Martial Academy not only because of his strong talent.

For the first time, they felt a strong sense of frustration in their hearts.

Especially Qin Wuming, even when he lost to that peerless genius in Youzhou, he didn't feel such a strong sense of defeat.

The reason why the opponent is strong is that he comes from Zhongzhou, where the martial arts are far superior to the martial arts holy land of Lingzhou.

Moreover, the opponent is not much younger than him, and his cultivation is not inferior to his.

Lu Yun, who has only been in the martial arts academy for more than three years, has only reached the Yuanye realm, which is almost a realm lower than him.

But the result is that he lost miserably.

Such a monstrous talent, coupled with such abnormal combat power, made him deeply afraid of Lu Yun.

When facing the unmatched monster beast, he had never felt such fear.

Lu Yun didn't know what Qin Wuming was thinking at this time. He just glanced at the old disciples. Seeing that no one stood up, he finally nodded with satisfaction.

"I'm very busy and don't have time to waste with you here."

After saying that, he bowed slightly to Lei Canghe in the distance. Thunder flashed under his feet, turned into purple light, and quickly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Lu Yun left, but the shock and power he left on everyone remained.

After a long time, the martial arts academy disciples still looked at each other in silence, and never came out. Some disciples didn't even know that Lu Yun had left.

"Okay, everyone go back to practice!"

Lei Canghe's dull voice exploded, and only then did everyone come back to their senses.

...

On the other side, after Lu Yun left Qianjue Cliff, he went to the library.

"I didn't expect that my strength would be so much improved after my cultivation broke through to the late stage of Yuanye Realm. It seems that I underestimated the power of the seventy-zhang Yuanhai." Lu Yun said in his heart.

His pure physical strength was estimated to be no more than two million jin, but with the blessing of pure Yang Gang Yuan, he easily broke through the three million mark, and the increase was really terrifying.

In addition, after the breakthrough in cultivation, the power of Wuxiang Jiezhi became even greater, and even Qin Wuming's Xuanjian could be broken.

Lu Yun was even curious about how strong he would be if he went all out.

"But compared with Gong Liangjin and the others, my martial arts realm is a bit weak." Thinking of this, Lu Yun decided to use his energy value to improve his killing realm and thunder realm.

After all, he still had a lot of energy left.

"It's still the fragrance of alchemy!" Lu Yun walked in the air and sighed to the sky.