When Long Mu came to the stage, all the foreign players who were ready to fight were silent.

Obviously, for them, Mei Minghao, who has no physical strength, is definitely not an opponent to the same level as the second Long Mu in the previous round of the game.

In the previous game, Long Mu was finally defeated by Mu Qing, and Mu Qing is still recovering her strength by Mei Minghao. Who should be his opponent?

"Yeah." Long Mu, who was standing on the ring, made such a voice, with extreme contempt.

The mockery effect of this move was awesome. A young man in gray jumped up and made a move to Long Mu with one hand: "Ye Zang disciple, Lu Zheng, please give me advice."

Long Mu just nodded, not even doing a fighting posture: "You and I have different identities, so I will give you three moves."

Lu Zheng at Ye Zimen was not surprised. He obviously knew that Long Muhui said this a long time ago, and just stood up and leaped over.

Long Mu did not act defensively, and Lu Zheng also punched Long Mu in the chest with a dignified punch. When the collision was met, it seemed like a loud bang from the big bell, but Long Mu did not retreat in half a step, and did not even move at all.

"So strong." Lu Zheng jumped up, turned around and kicked, and kicked Long Mu's neck. Long Mu still didn't move. Lu Zheng kicked Long Mu's right foot on Long Mu's hood, and another loud noise, but Long Mu didn't move at all.

Yu Chengmo turned his head and looked at Zhong Fei.

Zhong Fei immediately understood and leaned over and whispered: "Long Mu claimed to be the head of the Yulong family, and fought with these disciples to bully the small, so in every battle a few days ago, he gave away three moves from his opponents, including Mu Qing.

"Do you think if he doesn't let Mu Qing's three moves win?" Yu Cheng Mo asked.

Zhong Fei said thoughtfully: "Long Mu has no real power at all. If he is willing to help me take out real power... no, even if he just takes out the weapon and lets fifty moves, Mu Qing can't do anything to him."

"Weapons? Are those two boxes?" Yu Chengmo remembered that when he first saw Long Mu, he was carrying two huge boxes on his back. Like his clothes, the whole thing was black, and there were golden patterns on the corners.

"Yes."

Yu Chengmo nodded and stopped asking. As for the real power mentioned by Zhong Fei, it should be the dragon power of the dragon tomb of the Dragon Family.

Lu Zheng's third move on the ring was hitting Long Tomb's face with a punch. Long Tomb suddenly raised his arm to block it, and there was another loud bang.

"It seems that it is strange to rely on clothes." Lu Zheng smiled and said, "Three moves have passed, let's take action."

Long Mu returned a normal straight punch, which was exactly the same as Lu Zheng's first move.

Lu Zheng turned into a gray fog, not hit, and then appeared in mid-air.

Long Mu kicked him and responded with Lu Zheng's second move.

Lu Zheng flexibly avoided and kicked Long Mu in the face with another kick.

Long Mu turned around and blocked his back.

Lu Zheng then jumped back with force and took a few steps back.

"You are not a physical cultivation, and it is a disadvantage if you don't use magic." Long Mu reminded.

"You don't have to worry about it." Lu Zheng waved his hand and took out two small knives from his arms: "Be careful."

Long Mu just reached out and pulled it down gently on the hood.

In just a moment, a gray mist appeared in front of Long Mu. Lu Zheng appeared from the gray mist, and the knife in his hands grabbed Long Mu's neck.

"So fast." Zhuan Qianqian exclaimed, and Lu Zheng crossed half of the ring in an instant.

Yu Chengmo shook his head: "It's a spell that blocks the eye. The Lu Zheng who stood in the distance took out the weapon was forged by magic. It's really Lu Zheng where he appeared. Lu Zheng wanted to use Long Mu's cultivation to be lower than his disadvantage."

Long Mu's cultivation level is only in the middle stage of foundation building, while Lu Zheng is in the late stage of the Golden Pill. He cannot detect it with Long Mu's spiritual consciousness using the eye-impaired spell.

Long Mu must have been shocked, but he was not caught off guard and waved his hand to shoot Lu Zheng away.

Lu Zheng is not short, but is thin. Long Mu doesn't know if it is influenced by the power of the dragon. He is more than 2.5 meters tall, and his thick black suit and cloak make him extremely burly.

This is also the reason why Lu Zheng wanted to try to challenge Long Mu. Both the appearance and fighting style of Long Mu look slow and heavy, while the Ye Zimen's martial arts are agile combat genre. From a common sense, it is more restrained in the type of Long Mu.

He flexibly avoided Long Mu's slap at him, and Lu Zheng approached Long Mu, and his swords flashed in succession, accompanied by loud noises, a string of Mars bloomed on Long Mu's body.

Long Mu protected his face with his arms, and immediately broke away as soon as Lu Zheng's offensive eased, and Lu Zheng turned into a fog and disappeared.

"It's too hard." A Lu Zheng complained not far away, but Long Mu couldn't tell if it was a fool. The reason why Lu Zheng complained was that Long Mu's black suit was cut by a series of slashes, not to mention cutting, there was no slash at all.

"Is the clothes of the eldest brother of the Yulong family a very high-end magic weapon?" Zhuan Qianqian asked Yu Cheng Mo.

Yu Chengmo shook his head: "On the contrary, that iron cloak is not a spiritual weapon, nor a magic weapon, but an ordinary object."

"Ordinary clothes?!" Zhuan Qianqian widened her eyes: "How can ordinary clothes defend against the slash of that little skinny brother? Such a loud voice means that the collision is very fierce!"

"I didn't say it was an ordinary dress, either." Yu Chengmo also thought it was a very interesting thing: "The dress looked soft, but it was actually made of a metal that was very close to Qianzhong Steel."

"It's not weaving, but a more surprising way. If you can improve your spiritual consciousness to the level of slightest, you will find that the clothes are full of light mechanisms."

"Exquisite mechanism?" Zhuan Qianqian didn't understand what it was.

"Gears, clockwork, machinery... and things that I don't know the purpose are all incredible. If you take them out alone, observe them under the naked eye and ordinary spiritual consciousness. Not to mention seeing them clearly, most of the parts are even small enough to be invisible." Yu Chengmo explained: "The material composed is very similar to Qianzhong Steel. When combined with the mechanisms in the clothes of the arms and torso, part of the force is converted into sound energy when attacked, and the other part can be directly transmitted to the feet after being guided. So Long Mu took over Lu Zheng's attack without moving at all."

"There are a large number of clockwork in the state of charging at the joints such as the elbows and knees, which helps Long Mu drive this iron-coat that may be over 1,000 pounds to make a heavy punch. Lu Zheng's choice to avoid being attacked is right. Once he is really hit once, he may not be able to stand up."

Yu Chengmo suddenly smiled and touched Zhuan Qianqian's head: "Qianqian, when you came to Baihezhou, the story of the dragon and the steel giant you told was very likely true."

Zhuan Qianqian blinked her eyes.

"Look." Yu Chengmo pointed at Long Mu's feet, and the iron-cast ring was slightly sunk at Long Mu's feet: "The iron-clothes mechanism spreads the strength from the soles of his feet to the ground, which is equivalent to Lu Zheng's attack on that piece of ground. If the Zhong family's ring was not strong enough, it would have been broken now."

"No!" Yu Chengmo corrected himself: "When the mechanism of unloading force was designed, in order to prevent Long Mu from falling into the pit, it would apply the force evenly and oriented to a large-scale surface on the ground... So the legend has caused a large-scale crack throughout Baihe Prefecture."

The legend that Zhuan Qianqian told was very clear a week ago.

"That legendary steel giant?" Zhuan Qianqian asked.

"The ancestor of the Yulong family." Yu Chengmo said: "Please be with a set of equipment that is much larger than this iron suit."

"It's possible...this is the one." Seeing the scene on the ring, Yu Chengmo said in a daze again.

On the ring, while Yu Cheng Mo explained the iron suit to Zhuan Qianqian, Long Mu and Lu Zheng had several fists and kicks, and Long Mu was always at the disadvantage. Although he was not subject to substantial attacks, Lu Zheng was like a rat covered in oil to him and could not catch him at all.

Long Mu's power comes from the accumulation of the clockwork inside the dragon robe, and because it is just an ordinary thing, it cannot turn the collision power into itself like the Qianming Ink Sword. If the battle time is delayed for too long, the dragon robe will turn from the armor that protects him into an iron coffin of three thousand kilograms, and even the function of converting attack cannot be used well.

Long Mu stood still.

The sound of tooth-sourcing metal friction and the crackling sound of human joint friction sounds from under the dragon robe. Under Lu Zheng's surprised gaze, Long Mu's already very tall figure became even more swollen.

The last black figure four meters tall, a little giant stood there.

The dragon robe on his body also increased to a certain extent, but it was not as exaggerated as Long Mu. The original robe now became a corset military uniform, and the cloak did not grow bigger, as if it were a slightly longer shawl.

"It's getting bigger? Wouldn't it be easier?" Lu Zheng was a little disdainful.

Many schools of physical cultivation have magic tricks that permanently or temporarily significantly change their body shape, so although Long Mu's changes are amazing, it is not surprising. However, such magic rarely appears during the foundation building stage.

Then the last scene he saw was his fist that was constantly enlarging and finally flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Before flying out of the arena, Lu Zheng turned into a cloud of gray fog and flew back in time, looking at Long Mu in panic.

"It's amazing." Long Mu seemed to have talked a little more: "I'm not getting bigger now, but I've changed back. Although I know it's incredible, this is my original body shape."

"The body of the giant spirit... this is not the inheritance of the Dragon Yu family." The real person of the giant beast called out the name of Long Mu's huge body.

"No wonder the Yulong family is no longer there. I am not in a hurry to marry a few wives and have children. It is really hard to find." The giant beast real man said lewdly again. Yu Cheng Mo rolled his eyes and covered Zhuan Qianqian's ears.

"It's inconvenient to use such a big body anywhere. So I started to study the method of collapse and shrinking bones when I was practicing Qi. Although such a body is closer to normal people, its strength can only be exerted by less than 30%... Because it's very difficult to squeeze the lungs." Long Mu, who has become bigger, has indeed become more talkative, moving his joints as if he had just woken up, making a gaba sound.

"I didn't even force you to use this, I'm really honored." Lu Zheng was quite happy. In the previous knockout round, he lost to Mu Qing in the first round. Although it was related to his own letting go, it seems that he is better than Mu Qing now, and Lu Zheng is quite happy.

"After all, it's in the ring, so it's too embarrassing to lose in the first round." Long Mu meant that even if he lost to Mu Qing in the previous knockout round, he would have the second place, which was acceptable. But to Lu Zheng's sound, 'losing in the first round' was very harsh.

"Hmph, even if you get bigger, you will still be here for a round of tour." Lu Zheng replied, making a gesture at the same time: "Night mist, wind power."

A sudden black fog enveloped the entire arena, accompanied by gusts of cold wind. It had no effect on the high-level monks who could use their spiritual sense to observe the ring, but it would be a swearing to the low-level monks.

"The night is shrouding my body, the sound of the wind is blocking your voice!" Lu Zheng's ethereal and uncertain voice came from the fog.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, a figure broke through the black fog and flew into the sky. It was Long Mu.

Long Mu stopped flying for about ten meters and floated in the air to look at the black fog under his feet.

"Fa...Brother Yu." Zhuan Qianqian asked again: "Why can that big guy from the Yulong family fly? Isn't he able to fly with a sword in the Foundation Establishment Period?"

Generally, the Foundation Establishment and Golden Elixir stages can only fly by swords. If there are no special spells, the Nascent Soul cultivator can use spiritual energy to wrap himself in the air and transform into light to fly. Although I heard that there are some special spells similar to Zhen Fengliu's wind method that allows the Golden Elixir stage monks to fly without relying on magic weapons, but Long Mu only has the Foundation Establishment and the Second, he has an iron suit that is more than a thousand pounds. It is not surprising that he jumps up ten meters with brute force, but it is strange that he stands in the air.

"The answer is still on his iron cloak." Yu Cheng Mo explained to Zhuan Qianqian: "The iron cloak has many structures on the hem of that iron cloak. Have you seen the bellows? The tools used by mortals when smelting iron can blow the air, but I didn't recognize it at first. I used the energy saved in the clockwork to drive the bellows, and the wind blowing downwards supported Long Mu's heavy body floating in the air... It's so amazing, no wonder it is the inheritance of the head of the Yulong family."

Yu Chengmo's eyes flashed. He knew that he had greed, and even saw Qianming Mo Jian, the strong greed that he had never developed.

Although Yu Chengmo's decision to kill evil is invincible to deal with demon cultivators, he has a great headache when encountering a righteous monk.

The easiest way to smooth out the differences in attributes between him and the righteous monk was to think of the most vain.

However, there are very few external objects that can have an impact on the monks who have transcended the limitations of mortals. Even if Yu Chengmo rolled up a mountain with spiritual energy, he only needed a sharp blade filled with spiritual energy to dig a hole from the mountain to escape. The means used by monks in battle were to sacrifice and refined spiritual weapons, and the magic weapon was infused with spiritual energy to use. All means of infusing the evil spirit energy was not meaningful to the monks of righteous path.

After almost being killed by the demon cultivator in the battle, Yu Chengmo set his mind on the puppet, infused his spiritual energy as his power, and used the material of the puppet to attack and defend.

However, the mysterious purple puppet failed to drive it, and was directly melted into the Sword of Evil Zhu. After that, although Yu Chengmo also found some puppets, because of its fragile material, ordinary puppets still need to use spiritual energy to form defense when used for combat.

Therefore, Yu Chengmo has been paying attention to the matter of "no spiritual support is needed to resist spells with his own strength" but has never seen it.
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