"you dare?!" Lian Jibei roared and flew out from his position, his figure was like an arrow. Not only him. Many figures leaped up, their qi and blood were like an oven, and their energy was like smoke. All masters. Among them are the masters of the martial arts association, and the vice-principals who lead the team of Seven Saints. "boom!" Lu Sheng's fist landed, and Chao Cut's body flew upside down like a cannonball. Lian Jibei's eyes were shattered, but he didn't go to meet Chao Chou, but went straight to Lu Sheng. "Lian Jibei, how dare you!"
Someone shouted loudly, intercepted Lian Jibei's figure, and fought with him. "boom!" The Grandmaster clasped palms together, and a terrifying sound wave erupted, like two huge blazing ovens colliding fiercely. The air wave spread, and the spectators around the test field retreated one after another. The two figures separated from each other. Lian Jibei's face was gloomy, and the martial arts uniform on his body was blown up by waves of killing intent. And here, Zhao Kangtai, vice principal of the Seventh Shengwu University, silently took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and put them in his shirt pocket with a blank expression. At this time, Zhao Kangtai's bookish spirit was gone, revealing the iron blood and majesty of a master. Even Lu Sheng was a little surprised. "stop!" Someone yelled and stood between Lian Jibei and Zhao Kangtai. It was the woman in the blue cheongsam who was in charge of drawing lots from the Wushu Association. "They are all masters, so if you make a move here, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" The blue cheongsam woman looked at the two seriously. "This kid killed someone on purpose, and he killed the future star of my Ji Dao martial arts gym. 02 He deserves to die!" Lian Jibei fixed his eyes on Lu Sheng, his face made no secret of his murderous intent. He participated in the National Martial Arts Conference to make a name for himself, to show the power of the martial arts, not to be a stepping stone for others. Not to mention, an extreme genius died. As the team leader of the Ji Dao Martial Art Museum this time, he also has to bear certain responsibilities for such a major accident.
Although it will not be punished, it will definitely not look good on face. It is inevitable that someone will say something against him behind his back. "If you're willing to take a look at Chao Chou, you'll know that the Mojixing in your Jidao Martial Arts Gym isn't dead yet..." Someone interrupted abruptly. It's Lu Sheng. Lian Jibei was taken aback, and turned his head to look at the place where Chao Chou landed. At this time, Chao Chou was lying on the ground upright, with a huge depression in his chest. His body has been restored to its original shape, loose and loose, like a brick that was smashed by life. 18... His chest was still heaving, and there were indeed signs of life, but he was not dead. "call……" The blue cheongsam woman and Zhao Kangtai were obviously relieved. Even Ji Bei's eyes relaxed, but soon became cold again. He narrowed his eyes to look at Lu Sheng, and said, "Boy, your teacher at the Seventh Sacred University never taught you... What is a master that cannot be humiliated?" Lu Sheng looked "tight", subconsciously took a few steps back, and hid behind Zhao Kangtai. The corners of Lian Jibei's mouth curled up. Zhao Kangtai yelled with a cold face: "Lian Jibei, since the disciple of your Ji Dao martial arts school is not dead, this matter will be exposed. Don't push yourself..." Lian Jibei sneered, his eyes swept over the vice-principal masters who were about to step up from Qisheng University. Without saying a word, he turned around and left. "Take it down and treat it!" With a wave of Lian Jibei's hand, several disciples from Jidao Martial Arts School rushed up and ran towards the medical station with their spiritual rate up. On the other hand, he himself sat on the chair with a big sword, staring at Lu Sheng coldly, his eyes fluttering, and he didn't know what he was thinking. "Then I declare that Lu Sheng, the Seventh Saint, wins this battle." The woman in the blue cheongsam took over the power of the referee and announced the end of the competition. At this moment, the shock and horror of being interrupted by Lian Ji Beiyi broke out from the crowd of onlookers. "It's too strong! Lu Sheng is really too strong. Chao Chou, who is fully activated on the second level, can't block his punch. Isn't he really a master?" "What if Grandmaster Lu Sheng just hid from Lian Jibei from the Jidao Martial Arts Academy? His Grandmaster's force field has not yet been generated.
But the strength is indeed super strong, it has surpassed the average quasi-grandmaster, infinitely approaching the limit below the realm of a grandmaster! It is even said that in some aspects, it may not be worse than the master. " "The devil king! You really are the devil king! There is no wrong nickname..." "Even the magic pole star can't stop Lu Sheng's punch. I think the position of the leader of this National Martial Arts Conference has basically been confirmed, and the subsequent competition will just go through the motions.. "I heard that Lu Sheng is only eighteen years old this year! He is like a monster." "From now on, the Demon King will rule the National Martial Arts Conference for many sessions... The era of the Gemini Stars has come to an end." Lu Sheng listened to the other people's comments, without any fluctuations on his face, and followed Zhao Kangtai down the arena. Seeing that he didn't say a word, Zhao Kangtai thought he was still thinking about what happened to Lian Jibei just now, so he comforted him: "Don't think too much, even if you really killed someone. As long as it wasn't intentional, it's not your fault . There is no one who does not bleed in martial arts competition, and if he dies, he can only blame himself for being inferior to others. The school will naturally help you withstand the pressure from the Jidao Martial Arts Hall, and the Jidao Martial Saint is not the only one in this world who is level nine..." Zhao Kangtai's last sentence leaked a little bit of domineering. Lu Sheng immediately showed "relaxation" on his face, and nodded. "Understood." Zhao Kangtai looked at Lu Sheng with complicated eyes. He now somewhat understands why Lu Sheng gave up the second option in the Martial Saint test. He saw everything from the step back when facing Lian Jibei on the competition stage, to the expression of lingering fear. "That's right. Grandmaster, Grandmaster...it's easy to say, but how many people are not afraid of facing a seventh-level grandmaster? There is really no one in ten thousand who understands the power of a master and is not afraid of it. Lu Sheng's talent in martial arts is already second to none, and if he wants to have such courage, the requirements for him are too high Zhao Kangtai is very sure that if he and Lian Jibei switch positions, it will be Lu Sheng who is injured now. He shot out in a rage, and the two Gemini stars in Jidao Martial Art Museum probably turned blue with fright. In comparison, Lu Sheng has only taken a step back, and he is already very good. "It's a pity that if you want to become a Martial Saint disciple, being outstanding is not enough..." Zhao Kangtai sighed in his heart. The more outstanding the strength and talent Lu Sheng showed, the more he felt sorry for Lu Sheng in his heart. But there is only regret. The National Martial Arts Conference has progressed to the present, and Lu Sheng has long since missed Martial Saint Tan Zhongyu. Zhao Kangtai sighed and walked away.
As soon as Zhao Kangtai left, Lu Sheng's eyes immediately relaxed. "I'm too strong!" Lu Sheng couldn't help but praise himself in his heart. Of course not in terms of strength. His strength is already very strong, what he marvels at now is his own... acting! "My little step back was a stroke of genius. The artistic elements contained in this small step are at least as high as several floors!" Lu Sheng was amazed by himself. The potential of the human body is indeed unlimited. Before that, he had no idea that he was still so talented in acting. "Lian Jibei can die at the hands of someone as good as me..." Lu Sheng felt Lian Jibei's gaze on him all the time, and while gently stroking the face of his fist, he thought casually. "...you should wake up with a smile while lying in a coffin." The eighth round of the competition is over, and the following ninth round will be equivalent to the semifinals. There are only four people left on the field. Lu Sheng, Tianji star Qi Yue, Sheng Miao Zhang Jue, and a young man named Deng Rui from the Zunwuhui. This guy is the oldest among the four, just thirty this year. Stuck on the threshold of the General Assembly. Has participated in four martial arts conferences, and his strength is still quite strong. But even the martial arts will has not been condensed. To be able to get here all the way, in addition to relying on his own extremely solid martial arts foundation, rich practical experience and competition experience, there are also... Unrivaled luck! Of course, his luck had clearly run out. The ninth round of lottery ended, and Deng Rui's opponent was Zhang Jue, the saint seedling who surpassed the martial arts gym. But when he saw the result of 200, he breathed a sigh of relief, with a pleasant expression on his face. This is the best result expected! He couldn't beat any of the remaining three people, and he would lose if he met anyone. But there are good and bad losers.
Meeting Lu Sheng, the Demon King of the Seven Sages, is the worst way to lose. Even Chao Chou, the superstar of Ji Dao Martial Arts, was punched half to death by Lu Sheng. Deng Rui suspected that if he went on stage to face Lu Sheng, there was a 90% chance that he would be directly beaten to death by the opponent on the spot. The name of the devil is not called for nothing, the most brutal and ruthless person in this martial arts tournament! So far, I don't know how many famous masters have been crippled, and those who vomit blood have been vomited. For example, Wang Xin from the Sea Dragon Martial Arts Academy, Ji Dao Mo Ji Xing... The second worst thing is to run into the heavenly pole star Qiyue. This guy is a bit perverted psychologically, he likes to torture his opponents, many people know that. Before Lu Sheng's rise, Tianji star Qi Yue was recognized as the most hated opponent, bar none. But Zhang Jue was different. She looks cute, has a good personality, is the most measured striker, and is also very polite when she finishes her fight. Sometimes if you accidentally make a heavy shot, you will ask someone to apologize afterwards. He is simply the most perfect martial arts opponent. Deng Rui grabbed the lottery number and walked off the stage with a smile, as if he had won the first place. Zhang Jue also quickly stepped down. One person looked at the sign in his hand, and his face became extremely ugly. Qiyue, the star of Jidao Martial Arts. Seeing his appearance, Lu Sheng couldn't help but took a step forward, leaned close to Qi Yue's ear, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, it's still too late to get the accident insurance right now. Do you know anyone? If not, I can push you two. They all have a good reputation in the circle, I have a friend who just died two days ago, and the insurance money came down..." Qi Yue suddenly raised his head and fixedly looked at him. A handsome face was extremely pale, and his shoulders seemed to be trembling slightly... Please ask for a monthly ticket and flowers, thank you~ The flowers are worth two million.