Lu Ming did not say much to Duanmu Yunyang, and turned around and walked off the battlefield.

"Lu Ming, thank you!"

When Lu Ming returned to the area of ​​the Vermilion Bird Courtyard, Liu Hui clasped his fists to Lu Ming and thanked him.

"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...can't you?"

Liu Hui and other disciples from the Suzaku Academy next to him were a little stunned.

Because of this reason, they went up and tortured Duanmu Yun fiercely. They felt that they couldn't understand Lu Ming's thoughts.

Next, the challenge continues.

The competition was very intense, and everyone fought with all their might.

When the challenge was over, it was already night.

Among the ten challengers, plus Lu Ming, a total of five people successfully challenged, replacing five of the previous thirty people.

By this time, all the places that entered the top 30 in the courtyards had been born.

There are only five people in the Vermilion Bird Courtyard to enter the top 30.

The Xuanwu Academy is as miserable as the Suzaku Academy, with only five people.

There are eight people in Qinglong Academy, and the strongest White Tiger Academy, with twelve people.

It is worth mentioning that this time, Feng Xinglie has been eliminated, while Lu Ming has entered the top 30 with the power of a dark horse.

As for the other two, Wang Lingkong, a newcomer two years ago, and Wang Duanmu Yunyang, a newcomer three years ago, naturally easily entered the top 30.

"Feng Xinglie is still too young. It is normal to be eliminated after less than two years of entry."

"Not bad, but one year later, or even two years later, if Feng Xinglie did not break through to the realm of the Great Martial Arts, then the battle on the Bronze List will be his world, and this is the normal speed."

"But where is Lu Ming?"

Everyone was chatting, but at the same time, they thought of a name, Lu Ming.

Lu Ming has just started this year, but he has entered the top 30.

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

Everyone can only use this reason to comfort themselves.

Today's game ends here and continues the next day.

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

They were speechless all night, and the next morning, they returned to the location of the competition.

"Now, the first thirty comes to draw lots!"

It was still the silver robe elder who presided over yesterday.

Like yesterday's rules, the silver-robed elder randomly selected fifteen people, and then the other fifteen people were drawn.

This time, the number Lu Ming drew was No. 12.

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

A trace of expectation appeared on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth.

To be honest, he did not exert all his strength in the previous duel.

After registering, Lu Ming walked towards his seat.

"Lu Ming, what number have you drawn?"

As soon as he came back, Muran couldn't wait to ask.

Today, Mulan did not sit with her grandfather, but instead squeezed with Feng Wu, Pang Shi and the others. Naturally, their area was filled with male disciples from the Suzaku Courtyard.

"No. 12!"

Lu Ming smiled.

"No. 12? Gu Qing of Qinglong Academy!"

When Feng Wu, Huachi and others heard this name, their faces changed.

"Lu Ming, remember, you just need to do your best. Even if you fail, you will gain something, which is worth it."

Muran sighed.

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

Lu Ming was speechless.

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

Mulan's beautiful eyes flashed and he stared at Lu Ming.

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

Lu Ming did not answer positively, but asked back, and then sat down, but there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What trump card did this guy leave?"

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

"The first competition officially began. Pu Sichong No. 19, against No. 15, ling.

The silver robe elder announced.

With the announcement of the Silver Robe Elder, the audience immediately became excited.

"I came out of the air and actually competed against Pu Sichong. Some of them have watched this game."

"I don't think it's possible that Lingkong hasn't taken action for half a year. No one knows how strong he is now, but there is no doubt that Lingkong has definitely hope to rush into the top ten this time, and it's not impossible for even the top six."

"Yes, the newcomer king two years ago is coming to his time."

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

Lingkong is a bald young man, seventeen or eighteen years old, with his muscles bulging and full of explosive power. He was carrying an iron stick on his back, and his eyes were as bright as a beast.

This is Lingkong, the newcomer king two years ago, and the peerless genius of the White Tiger Academy. However, he is not from the Duanmu family.

Opposite the sky was a very handsome young man named Pu Sichong. Before that, he was ranked 19th on the bronze list and was definitely a master.

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

"Pu Sichong, I advise you to admit defeat on your own initiative. You are not my opponent."

Lingkong grinned.

He spoke very arrogantly, but in fact, no one thought he was arrogant, but he just thought it was natural to say this because he had the ability.

Pu Sichong's eyes flashed, and he showed 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 must be prepared for injury. Sometimes, I can't control myself."

Lingkong grinned and showed a hideous smile.

"Then let's take the call!"

bump!

As soon as Lingkong finished speaking, a fierce light appeared in his eyes, like a monster, and rushed towards Pu Si quickly.

Hissing...

The sharp claws enveloped Pu Sichong's whole body.

Pu Sichong's long sword was unsheathed, and the sword energy soared into the sky and slashed towards the sky.

Boom! Boom!

The claws in the air collided with Pu Sichong's sword energy and both dissipated.

"Something is good, but that's it, let's end!"

A cold voice in the air was heard, and the fierce aura was filled with it. Like a human-shaped monster, she pulled out the iron stick behind her and rushed towards Pu Si with one stick.

This stick shocked the world and soared into the sky.

Pu Sichong burst out with all his strength, which was difficult to resist. He was directly smashed for dozens of meters, trembling all over and vomiting blood.

If you lose, you will lose in two moves, but in fact, you will lose in one move.

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

"Lingkong'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 tide was indeed powerful, and he could not tell the depth.

"That's interesting!"

Then, a trace of fighting spirit appeared in Lu Ming's eyes.

"Live win, next game, No. 17 vs. No. 2!"

The silver robe elder announced.
Chapter completed!