Military industry arena.
Lu Chen looked at the remaining people in the audience, the Hunyuan giant sword danced a sword flower in his hand, and said: "Basically all the people in the audience are around the fifth level of breath adjustment, and the celebration banquet should be over. "
"In that case, all of you, come on, the battle will be won or lost in this one battle."
As soon as Lu Chen said these words, everyone in the audience was stunned.
Three seconds later, the monks under the ring began to discuss wildly, and some of the more powerful monks even took out their weapons.
"Do you know what it means to be powerful?" Lu Chen looked at the monks in the audience and said with a smile: "And do you know what it means to show off?"
The leading monk shouted angrily at Lu Chen: "What do you think we are? Although you are indeed very strong, we are not vegetarians."
"Yes, do you think of you as Senior Brother Song Ping?"
"Senior Brother Song has never said that he would challenge all high-level monks at once. Do you want to dare to say that?"
The monks under the ring saw Lu Chen's arrogant actions and immediately became furious.
If they are not allowed to suppress their strength, these people may still accept it, but if all of them challenge one person, they will definitely not be able to accept it.
"You use a broken sword as a weapon and you still want to challenge everyone? I thought he was so strong, but it seems that he is just a fool with strong limbs. The boss really made a mistake."
Song Ping looked at the broken giant sword in Lu Chen's hand, closed his eyes with a contemptuous smile, leaned on the chair and began to rest.
"That's right, look at how humble our senior brother Song is."
"I think he happened to have a fight with a spider crab in the secret realm before, and he was a little proud."
"That's right. Compared with Senior Brother Song, he is nothing."
Many "Song Chui" under the ring began to guide the public opinion and pointed the finger at Lu Chen.
"Second uncle, it's getting late."
Master Jun looked at Xiangjun Wudi and said, "Since little Lu'er wants to try his own strength, let him try it. If he loses, he will remember it."
Spiritual energy slowly gathered in Jun Wudi's eyes. He stared at Lu Chen for a moment and said, "You can do everything below the fifth level of breath regulation. Just keep an eye on the things above the fifth level of breath regulation."
"Your Majesty let us go, rush, brothers."
Several monks who were taking out their weapons under the ring heard Jun Wudi asking them all to come forward. Twenty-one monks suddenly appeared and rushed to the ring from all directions with various weapons and body movements.
Twenty-one monks stood by the ring, forming a circle and surrounding Lu Chen.
"Huh? Twenty-one? 10 of the fifth level, 7 of the fourth level, and 4 of the third level."
Feng Long looked at the monks around him through the Hunyuan Giant Sword: "I haven't come out for thousands of years, just let me see what the level of the monks is like now."
"The people behind you to the right are two novices at the third level of the Breath Control Realm. I should be able to take care of them with one move."
Feng Long's voice came from the Hunyuan Giant Sword: "Come on, Xiao Lu'er, don't think about showing off when fighting, you know the reason."
"Hahaha, I just want to experience the feeling of showing off. You have to be humble and low-key. I understand this."
"Hahaha, let's go, Xiao Lu'er."
"We're on board, Wind Dragon."
Lu Chen shouted loudly, grabbed the hilt of the Hunyuan giant sword with both hands, stamped his right foot on the ground, and took advantage of the force of the recoil to rush to the right rear.
Lu Chen simply swung the Hunyuan Giant Sword and struck the two of them. There was no false shot or any flourishing techniques.
These two people were already shot down from the ring before they even saw Lu Chen's action.
"Brothers, come on, we will surround him directly."
Suddenly there was a shout from the crowd, and everyone rushed towards Lu Chen.
"Two, not bad."
Feng Long's voice came from the Hunyuan Giant Sword: "Next are ten meters to the right, two four-story ones and two three-story ones."
As soon as Feng Long's voice fell, two monks on the fourth level of the Breath Control Realm had already been knocked off the ring by Lu Chen.
The monks around him had just reacted and were about to rush to where Lu Chen was, but Lu Chen had already rushed to two monks with third-level breath control.
With two bangs, the two monks were knocked off the stage, and Lu Chen returned to the middle of the ring.
"Four out so quickly?"
Feng Long's voice began to sound a little disappointed: "Are the current levels of monks a bit poor?"
The monks on the ring suddenly became nervous when they saw the two people being shot down by Lu Chen again. They originally felt that it was too embarrassing not to suppress their realm.
Now that there are so many people surrounding Lu Shen, if they still lose, they will really be ashamed of themselves.
"Brothers, rush."
"We must go all out. Our face and our spoils depend on this."
The monks on the ring launched their strongest attacks one after another, shouting and rushing towards Lu Chen.
Defeating one person may be a coincidence, defeating two may be due to his own strength, but if he can still handle it with ease in front of a group of monks, he is a genius boy like no other.
The monks in the audience no longer looked down upon Lu Chen's actions, and some even began to worship Lu Chen and became "Lu Chui".
This group of people stood under the ring and shouted excitedly at Lu Chen: "Boss Lu, come again and destroy them all."
"Xiao Lu'er is really strong. His speed is not inferior to Brother Xiao Long at all."
Seeing Lu Shen's movements, Mr. Jun had forgotten the wine glass in front of him, and the wine in the glass filled his body.
"Up, Fenglong." Lu Chen held the Hunyuan giant sword in his hand and stepped on the star snake Yunyin. His muscular figure kept flashing in the crowd.
Just one minute.
On the stage, Lu Chen, the remaining five fourth-level breath-control monks, were all knocked off the stage with a sword.
"It really disappoints me. Is this the strength of mainland practitioners now?"
"Next is the monk at the fifth level of breath regulation. Xiao Lu'er, I'll give you a chance to show off."
Feng Long's voice sounded a little dissatisfied: "I'll give you ten minutes. No, I'll only give you five minutes."
"Use the most coquettish gesture to clear the arena. From this moment on, let us tell the world that the geniuses from this continent are coming back soon."
"okay."
Lu Chen stood by the ring, looking at the monks around him, and slowly attached spiritual energy to the Hunyuan giant sword.
"However, their strength is indeed a bit weak. They are still far behind the ordinary monks I saw in the secret realm."
The figure of Feng Long appeared on the Hunyuan Giant Sword: "It's better not to worry about it for now. Let's end it with the most gorgeous move now."
…
Lu Chen held the Hunyuan giant sword, and the spiritual energy in his body circulated rapidly. Amidst the cheers of 'Lu Chui' and others, he rushed towards the remaining monks.
"The dragon descends into the sea."
"The silver snake comes out of its cave."
"Tentacles of the Sacred Tree."
Every time Lu Chen took a step forward, a helper would appear beside him to stop the monks around him.
When Lu Chen ran to the center of the crowd and stood still, almost every monk was entangled by shadows or the tentacles of the Green Emperor Sacred Tree.
Lu Chen took advantage of the surrounding monks to be temporarily trapped, stood in the middle of the crowd, and quickly performed hand skills.
More than half of the spiritual energy in the Tianchi Qi Sea quickly flows to the Hunyuan Giant Sword. This is the starting gesture of the 'Nantian Sword Technique'.
Nantian Wan'er saw Lu Chen's actions and smiled softly at Jun Wudi: "Uncle Jun, Brother Lu is about to end the battle. Who will play next?"
During this period of chatting, Nan Tian Wan'er, Jun Wudi and others have become familiar with each other. They are no longer shy and laugh more and more while talking.
Jun Wudi looked at Nan Tian Wan'er and said with a smile: "How do you know?"
"I just know, and Brother Lu's moves will be very powerful. Uncle Jun needs to be prepared."
Nantian Wan'er didn't explain too much and kept her eyes on the ring.
Before Jun Wudi could speak, Mr. Jun stood up and said, "Although Xiao Lu'er restrained them, they are so numerous after all that Xiao Lu'er can't beat four hands with just one fist."
"And even if Xiao Lu'er can win, it will have to be defeated one by one, and it will be an extremely difficult victory."
Mr. Jun glanced at the ring and continued: "One more thing is that little Lu'er has just entered the breath control realm and his spiritual energy is limited. When the spiritual energy is exhausted, it will be really hard to tell."
Nantian Wan'er glanced at Lu Chen and realized that the seal in Lu Chen's hand was almost over.
Then he looked at Mr. Jun and laughed: "Hehehe, let's make a bet. I say they will definitely lose within one minute."
Mr. Jun glanced at Nan Tian Wan'er and said, "I also think Xiao Lu'er will win, but he faces too many people."
"Boss, I will definitely win."
Nan Tian Yi Jian said directly without looking at him. In his opinion, as long as Lu Chen said something, he would definitely succeed.
"Hehehe, I also think Xiao Lu'er will win, but it won't be too easy..."
Jun Wudi was mid-sentence when he suddenly saw the aura rising from Lu Chen. He pointed at Lu Chen and said, "Could this be..."
A fiery red dragon shadow slowly rose on the Hunyuan giant sword, and at the same time, a smell of sword intent slowly rose on Lu Chen's body.
"Sword Intent?"
Under the ring, Song Ping felt the momentum gradually rising from Lu Chen and stood up instantly: "This is the prototype of sword intention. Isn't Lu Chen a physical practitioner?"
'Lu Chui' and others below the ring looked at the fiery red dragon shadow on the Hunyuan giant sword and acted even more excitedly.
Although they couldn't feel the sword's intention, it didn't stop them from performing 'Lu Blow' more ferociously.
"Brothers, charge." The only ten monks left in the arena had already surrendered their restraints and quickly rushed towards Lu Chen.
Looking at the monks rushing around him, Lu Chen shouted "Southern Dragon-Slaying Sword" and soared into the sky with the Hunyuan Giant Sword.
A dragon roar came from the Hunyuan Giant Sword, and the sound resounded throughout the entire cabin.
"It's time to finish."
Lu Chen shouted loudly and controlled the dragon shadow on the Hunyuan Giant Sword to turn into a dragon-shaped sword energy and fly downward.
Under Lu Chen's control, the dragon-shaped sword energy avoided the crowd and struck directly into the middle of the ring.
"boom……"
There was a loud noise, and a crack was directly split into the ring.
The dragon-shaped sword energy continued to circle around the ring, and cracks began to open quickly like a spider web, centered on Lu Chen.
This extremely gorgeous sword energy fell, giving people a strong sense of impact, and the cabin instantly became silent.
"How is this possible? Little Lu'er is stronger than I imagined."
Master Jun looked at the aftermath on the ring and his eyes widened: "When the banquet is over, I will definitely stay in seclusion for a while."
At this time, Nan Tian Yijian stood up silently and walked to the thunder arena.
"Is this move the Nantian Dragon-Slaying Sword?"
Jun Wudi looked at the dragon shadow on the ring, and quickly released his spiritual energy to continuously strengthen and repair the ring: "It seems that I still underestimated him."
"Yes, Brother Lu is very strong now." Nan Tian Wan'er smiled happily, as if it was him whom Jun Wudi was praising.
