"It must be my illusion!"

Lu Zhan quickly adjusted his mindset. His punch had already accumulated 70% of his strength, and no one among his peers could block his punch.

There is no one in the ancient clan, and it is even more impossible for someone to be in the secular world!

"This...what is he doing?" Rong Jiu hit Lu Mingpu's ordinary punch and spoke in a little unclear way.

Jiang Mian said coldly: "I think he was frightened by Brother Lu's punch, so he just let out a punch. Once he was hit by Brother Lu's fist, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die!"

Ji Huan'er looked even more excited. Lu Zhan's appearance was so handsome in her heart. When she thought that he was standing up for him, her heart was rippling!

The ghost-faced slave didn't say a word, and he didn't see the mystery of Lu Ming's punch. After all, he was not good at boxing.

But he knew that Lu Ming was a master who never suffered losses, and would not fight a war that was unsure, so - who would win the destiny? Everything is unknown!

Lu Ming's eyes were calm, as if he only had this punch in his eyes.

Everything was in the midst of lightning. Lu Ming's seemingly ordinary punch collided with Lu Zhan's shocking punch!

With the fists of the two, the space within a radius of 100 meters instantly turned into a vacuum zone.

Buzz —

In this moment, everyone felt a terrifying pressure coming, the cochlear roared, and a brief deafness appeared.

It seemed as if the whole world had stopped under the fists of the two.

Lu Zhan's pupils suddenly shrank. The world where his boxing skills were enough to live was a towering mountain, as if it had the momentum of the Nine Five Lords!

However, after colliding with Lu Ming's punch, a crack suddenly appeared in the mountain in his heart.

The crack instantly magnified and turned into an insurmountable natural barrier!

With the rumbling sound, the mountains collapsed!

In his eyes, Lu Ming's seemingly ordinary punch seemed to condense the entire world into a small fist!

The Dragon and Tiger Thunder Mountain Art that uses the power of the entire world to shake him!

Under Lu Ming's fist, his proud boxing technique was vulnerable and could be broken as soon as he touched it!

"No!"

The moment everyone was deaf and disappeared, Lu Zhan roared and roared, his voice full of reluctance.

All his pride was shattered by Lu Ming's punch!

Rong Jiu, Jiang Mian and Ji Huan'er were clever in Lu Zhan's roar!

"Brother Lu!"

Ji Huan'er was the first to come back to her senses. Her eyes were eager. In her opinion, Lu Zhan must have won!

The roar just now was the joy of releasing the victory!

puff--

Under Ji Huaner's voice, Lu Zhan spurted a blood arrow to the sky.

Then, his body fell down straight!

"Brother Lu!"

Rong Jiu and Jiang Mian finally came to their senses and instantly came to the fallen Lu Zhan. The light in his eyes seemed to have disappeared in this moment!

"You killed Brother Lu?" Rong Jiu's voice was trembling and he questioned Lu Ming.

Lu Ming glanced at his fist lightly, and only after hearing Rong Jiu's words did he withdraw his gaze.

Everyone in Yanjing City knows that Lu Ming’s sword is powerful. In fact, what is powerful is not just the sword, his sword, his fist, his body movement...

Similarly, no one can match!

"No!" Lu Ming glanced at Lu Zhan who was lying on the ground, "I didn't kill him, but the mountain in his heart collapsed!"

"Brother Lu, are you okay?"

Rong Jiu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Lu Zhan was not dead, otherwise the three of them would definitely be punished by the Lu family!

"Brother Lu!"

Looking at Lu Zhan who was lying on the ground, Ji Huan'er finally screamed and threw herself on him, crying in the rain, "Brother Lu, wake up, don't scare me!"

"Take him and get out!" Lu Ming was a little impatient when he heard Ji Huan'er's crying.

Unexpectedly, Ji Huan'er cursed directly, "Are you human? Do you have a conscience? Brother Lu is unconscious, so you still ask us to get out!"

Lu Ming's face darkened. How did this woman survive in the Ji family? Do people from the ancient clan fall in love with each other?

Ji Huan'er's brain and emotional intelligence have long died a hundred times here!

"Huan'er, stop talking!" Jiang Mian hurriedly stopped Ji Huan'er and set up Lu Zhan with Rong Jiu.

"Let's go back first!" Jiang Mian winked at Ji Huan'er.

Ji Huan'er choked and threatened to Lu Ming: "Wait, the Lu family will not let you go, nor will the people of the ancient clan let you go..."

Bang-

Before Ji Huan'er could finish her words, she was slapped by Lu Ming from the air, and directly missed her!

Lu Ming's eyes did not hide his murderous intention to Ji Huan'er at all, "Say a little more, I cut your tongue and tear your face away!"

Ji Huan'er was frightened by Lu Ming's dark eyes and didn't dare to say more!

It was not until the four of them left that Lu Ming's ears became clear.

The ghost-faced slave walked to Lu Ming and recalled the punch Lu Ming just now. He couldn't help but ask, "Boy, your punch just now seems innocent, how did you beat him?"

Lu Ming looked at his fist.

In fact, even he himself was a little surprised.

He knew that his fist was powerful, but when he just punched, he seemed to have entered a mysterious realm. The fist in his hand seemed to turn into heaven and earth, holding this world in the palm of his hand!

That feeling comes and goes quickly, almost instantly.

When he wanted to capture that feeling, he could no longer capture it!

Therefore, if Lu Ming was asked to use the punch just now, he might not be able to use it again.

Lu Ming shook his head and murmured, "My fist can beat him, but with that punch just now, I seemed to have entered a mysterious state, and even I didn't understand it myself..."

"Epiphany?" the ghost-faced slave tried to ask.

Lu Ming shook his head. The feeling just now was not an epiphany. He did not have a deeper understanding of boxing.

Instead, it seems like you have entered a mysterious realm. In that realm, even ordinary fists can turn into heaven-level martial arts!

Lu Ming thought about it carefully for a while, but he didn't expect where this phenomenon was recorded.

"Forget it!" Lu Ming shook his head!

If he couldn't figure it out, he didn't want to know more about why the younger generation of the four ancient tribes came to provoke at this time.

Could it be because of the Great Prayer Ceremony?

At this moment, another figure appeared at the door of the Martial Arts Association, which was Lu Ming's old acquaintance!

Standing in the distance, Zhao Xuantie and Wu Minghu hurriedly greeted the person at the door respectfully when he saw the person at the door.

"Master Python, please come inside!"

Lord Python shook his head and stood at the door without stepping into the martial arts association.

He saw his hand tremble slightly, and a golden light shot towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming took it and looked carefully. It was a golden token the size of half a palm, with a lifelike golden dragon carved in the middle.

"Calling the Golden Dragon Order!" Lord Python spoke, still looking inhumane, "Lu Ming, see you in the Great Prayer Ceremony!"
Chapter completed!