Now, Lu Ming's cultivation level has reached the early stage of the eighth level of the Martial Arts, and with the strength of the Battle Dragon True Art, he has surpassed the peak of the ninth level of the Martial Arts in terms of true qi cultivation.

Lu Ming's physical body has reached a second-grade small achievement, and He Tie has only a first-grade great perfection.

Lu Ming surpassed He Tie in both aspects, so Lu Ming could easily suppress He Tie without using all his strength.

"He Tie, with your strength, I would be embarrassed to say that he is a strong man? I said that there is no difference between you and Jiang Hao."

Lu Ming's voice sounded, making He Tie roar even more and roar towards Lu Ming desperately.

"If you don't play with you, it's almost time to end."

Lu Ming whispered, and then increased his strength a little more.

Boom! Boom!

Lu Ming kept exerting the Flame Dragon Fist. A ball of red true energy was wrapped in his fist. Every time he punched out, the sound of a dragon roar was faintly heard.

He Tie couldn't resist it at all, and his body kept retreating.

After more than ten punches, He Tie's throat sweetened and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He Tie is going to lose!

The whole audience looked at this scene silently. They knew that He Tie had a final defeat and was unable to turn the world back.

Touch! Touch!

After a few more punches, He Tie's whole body kept trembling, and blood continued to overflow from the air.

At this time, he really wanted to admit defeat directly, but remembered what he had just said, the word "confess" and he held it back.

Lu Ming sneered and added another point of force suddenly.

Scratch!

He Tie's arm was heard with the sound of a broken bone, and his body retreated repeatedly. Lu Ming rushed up and punched He Tie in the stomach.

He Tie screamed, his strong body flew out more than ten meters, and fell heavily on the battle platform, causing the battle platform to vibrate violently.

Lu Ming took a step forward, came to He Tie, looked down at He Tie, and smiled faintly, "You just said that you want to break my bones?"

"No...no, there is absolutely nothing to do with it. I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

He Tie looked at Lu Ming's cold eyes, and his heart was filled with coldness. He was so shocked that he quickly shouted "Abstaining from defeat".

He knew that if he didn't admit defeat, Lu Ming would really crush his bones.

"Oh? I gave up? Then get out of the battle stage. It was you who said it yourself. If you breach the contract, I don't mind breaching the contract."

Lu Ming sneered.

He Tie's face was so ugly that he had indeed said before that if he admits defeat, he will roll down from the battle stage.

But at that time, he thought he would win and never thought that he would lose, so he said that.

Now I really lost. In front of so many people, I asked him to get off the battlefield. How could he do it?

But if he didn't do it, Lu Ming could use this as an excuse to continue attacking him.

"Lu Ming, don't go too far. It's best to stay in the front line of life."

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

"Stay a thread in life? Yao Tianyu, why didn't you see you as a thread in life? Now your human being is lying at my feet like a dog, but I stood up and said, "What's the crap about being a thread in life? What's the crap about you?"

Lu Ming glanced at Yao Tianyu and shouted loudly.

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

"Yao Tianyu, you don't have to talk nonsense there, because it will be your turn soon."

After Lu Ming finished speaking, he stopped looking at Yao Tianyu and continued to look at He Tie, saying, "Do you get out of here? If you don't get out, I will let you get out in person."

After saying that, he raised his feet and was about to step on He Tie's body.

During this process, the middle-aged referee didn't say a word.

He also needs to maintain any agreement reached on the battlefield.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'll get out! I'll get out!"

He Tie suddenly screamed.

Compared to the bones in his body being interrupted by Lu Ming, he finally chose to "get out".

Immediately, he rolled on the battle stage with great humiliation, his movements were clumsy and ridiculous. He rolled dozens of times before he plopped off the battle stage.

The whole audience was stunned and laughed for a while.

He Tie's face was flushed and ashamed. He no longer had the face to stay away and ran out of the bronze platform.

From today on, He Tie will become a laughing stock.

In the stands, Yao Tianyu's murderous intent was so strong that he could not be dissolved.

He Tie is his man, He Tie is embarrassing, and he is also embarrassing.

"Lu Ming, Lu Ming, Lu Ming, I won't be a human being if I don't kill you!"

Yao Tianyu roared in his heart, and his murderous intent was extremely fierce.

At this time, the referee announced that Lu Ming won.

With nine consecutive victories, Lu Ming has reached nine consecutive victories, and is only one step away from ten consecutive victories.

Countless people showed anticipated eyes.

There are not many people who can make it to the Bronze List in the first year of the entry. In the history of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

In the past decade, there has been only one person.

That is Feng Wuji, one of the golden-level disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect now and the number one master of all the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. He is known as one of the six masters of the scorching sun.

Feng Wuji is a true peerless genius.

Lu Ming, can it be achieved?

"In the next game, Lu Ming will fight against the powerful ones who won nine consecutive victories. Who will come up to fight?"

The middle-aged referee announced.

After a long time, no one spoke.

Nine consecutive victories are only one game away from ten consecutive victories. Of course, you must be cautious and cautious, otherwise, once you lose, all your previous efforts will be wasted.

The strength Lu Ming showed was unfathomable. Those disciples who had won nine consecutive victories would not be able to play easily.

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one came forward, the referee said, "Okay, since no one came up on his own initiative, I will draw lots. Whoever draws will have to come up."

This is also one of the rules of the Bronze Platform. If you go to war for compulsory purposes, if you don’t, some people are stronger and no one dares to fight with them. So can’t this person attack the Bronze List?

After the referee finished speaking, someone immediately came to the stage and handed him a box.

Inside the box, there are the names of all the disciples present who won nine consecutive victories.

The referee fumbled casually, and after a while, he took out a bamboo stick with a name written on it.

"Wu Hao, you go up and fight."

The referee's voice spread throughout the audience.

In the western stands, a young man stood up with a hint of helplessness on his face.

Since I was drawn, I can only fight.

Wu Hao and others leaped and stepped onto the battlefield.

"Junior Brother Lu, please!"

Wu Hao clasped his fists and his face was extremely solemn.

Lu Ming could easily suppress He Tie, which made him feel a lot of pressure.

"Please!" Lu Ming said.

When the referee announced the start, the two fought together.

Wu Hao is naturally capable of winning nine consecutive victories.

His body and martial arts and swordsmanship are all top-grade yellow-level, and they have all been cultivated to the sixth level, and their talents are of great importance.

Unfortunately, he met Lu Ming and was doomed to be defeated.

Lu Ming did not use his full strength, and used the giant sword in his hand to perform the Liuguang Sword Technique. He fought with Wu Hao dozens of moves before defeating Wu Hao.

Ten consecutive victories, after defeating Wu Hao, it means ten consecutive victories.

And ten consecutive victories meant to be on the Bronze List.

The whole audience was in full bloom.
Chapter completed!