After Ding Yumian stepped down, his mood quickly returned to calm, and he gave himself a few doses of spiritual comfort, barely restraining his vast mental power.
Her best friend Huang Xingli on the side didn't notice anything. She just said regretfully: "Can't even yours beat him? It seems that in addition to his curse element, his water element is equally powerful."
Basically all the hundreds of people in the background were defeated, and then Lu Jun was unstoppable, without any opponents, and each one came on the stage and was eliminated with one move.
Six hundred people...seven hundred people...eight hundred people...a thousand people!
A few more hours passed, from early evening to early morning, when even the office workers were getting ready to go to sleep, and many people were hanging around in the live broadcast room, occasionally taking a look.
The barrages continued one after another, and the people were entertaining themselves, betting on how long they could fight.
"It's been ten hours. Your physical fitness is abnormal. Which girl will be lucky to marry you?"
"Awesome, I'm fucking convinced. This kind of guy deserves to be admitted to Pearl University and deserves to live a glorious life."
The freshmen in the audience were all a little numb. They saw that Lu Jun on the stage was out of breath. He abandoned his sword and stood still. The mental impact alone made dozens of junior mages unconscious. past.
When the spiritual realm reaches the second level, the power of the psychic impact of the psychic system or the haze of fear of the curse system increases sharply.
After a round of "brain power" was almost exhausted, and the physical energy was almost restored, he stood up like a hero again, continued to slash with his sword, and eliminated them domineeringly.
Repeatedly and endlessly, one genius after another was taken away.
They looked at the man whose face was covered with sweat and whose body and arms were trembling. Even if he was young and strong and could recover quickly, the soreness and fatigue of his muscles would continue to accumulate. The man was now relying entirely on perseverance to support him.
The freshman couldn't understand: "Lu Rentu, what is the reason for you to go on?"
My sister Lu Mei, who was at home, didn't stare at her brother the whole time. After a few glances, she sat on the sofa and practiced, hoping to break through the high-level barriers as soon as possible. By the time Yuyou woke up from deep meditation, it was already night and it was time to take a bath and rest.
When she turned on her phone, she found that the live broadcast room was still going on. Lu Jun had been fighting for ten hours. She couldn't help but be slightly stunned. She stared blankly at her brother in the center of the beast cage. There was a pool of sweat at her feet, and her body was thin and showed signs of dehydration.
Lu Mei had to admit that at this time, the man's resolute and domineering personality simply overflowed through the screen. He was extremely charming and attracted everyone.
Similarly, on the other side, Tang Yue from Hangzhou returned home a little tired after performing a mission. When she turned on her phone and saw Lu Jun's battle, she pursed her lips and was shocked, touching her soft spots.
A thousand people, in the past, would have been killers without a doubt.
Including others who are still watching the live broadcast, whether they are ordinary people, civilians, mages, or dark people with evil intentions, all of them are moved, recalling the killing of Mr. Lu before the start of school in Mingzhu.
We are not afraid of people being crazy, but we are afraid of people with great perseverance. Once they insist on something, they will chase you to the end of the world and kill you.
Huhuhu...
Lu Jun gasped violently. The metal system, soul, and curse in his mind were almost dry. The most important thing was that his consciousness became blurred and his body was unconscious.
He made a clear judgment that it might be difficult to continue. If he continued, his body would collapse. Even a body baptized by a mage's magic power had its limits.
But Lu Jun will not give up. He is kind of persistent or crazy. He likes to fight happily and has endless fun fighting with others. His eyes are like some kind of blazing heat, and his energy and spirit are rising steadily, treating it as a test for himself.
The long-lost water nebula reciprocated this enthusiasm. When he swung his sword to kill a ball of lightning, his physical strength broke through a certain limit, and a stream of magic energy suddenly emerged from the blue nebula, turning into thousands of strands and going deep into every place, nourishing it. The dry body is constantly being tempered like the tide.
Wow!
Lu Jun was startled for a moment. The sound of waves echoed faintly in his body. His cells, flesh and blood were greedily absorbing magic energy like a sponge, becoming stronger and stronger. His fair skin showed a faint layer of blue.
Although he was exhausted now, his perception was not obvious, he just took a breath, and his physical condition had improved, but he was sure that his physical vitality had improved.
The Tidal Spirit Seed had his body baptized during the refining process, making him surpass ordinary people. This time, he showed some miraculous powers. Maybe the Nebula Magic Power has the possibility of refining the body.
Lu Jun had no energy to pay attention to this matter and focused on the battle.
Perhaps because of his shaky performance, many opportunists discovered the possibility of defeat, and the number of applications for challenges increased again.
For this group of people, the freshmen in the audience responded with contempt. To be honest, after fighting to this point, everyone was convinced and had nothing to say, but they couldn't control what others chose.
One thousand two hundred people... one thousand four hundred people... two thousand people!
A few more hours passed in the early morning, and half of the freshmen at Pearl Academy had attended.
The lights of the Colosseum were on all night, and many old theatergoers couldn't bear it and left the theater one after another, going back to their dormitories to practice!
That’s right, it’s cultivation! Who knows how outrageous Lu Jun's fighting was, and they felt a strong sense of urgency in their hearts. If the freshman is so busy, if the seniors don't work hard, they will be doomed when the other party enters the main campus.
Of course, they were excited and excited. Anyone watching the live broadcast felt as if they had been given several bowls of chicken soup. They turned off the video and immediately started fighting.
In addition, the professors at the Pearl Academy were drowsy, and the department heads were too weak to summon them. It was really a tactic to survive the old man.
The sky was bright outside the museum and stayed up all night.
There has never been a mage who could fight for a whole day and a night, but now such a person appears.
As daybreak comes, office workers get up, turn on their mobile phones and see that they are still calling! Taking a deep breath, the popularity skyrocketed and quickly spread to all major websites. In conjunction with the previous "Everyone here is garbage" emoticon, it has also been screenshotted and made into "Who else!" '.
The freshmen looked at Mr. Lu on the field in a daze. His body that looked like he was about to collapse was actually a wall of despair. He stood in the center of the Pearl Academy Colosseum like an unbeatable God of War.
What a Lu Rentu, this is the first iron man in history!
Everyone prayed silently, not sure if they wanted Lu Jun to continue fighting, or if they wanted someone to pick him off and end the nightmare.
At this moment, the Lu Jun three system nebulae have dried up, leaving only the water system nebula that has not been used much.
He was now using his bare hands to bless himself with blue water. Several streams of shining water surrounded his body, intertwined into a water armor robe, and then he rushed up to the mage with the baptism of primary magic.
war! His blood was boiling, and he ignored all kinds of injuries such as flame burns, frost injuries, and even the lightning and electric shocks that restrained him.
The challengers were all confused. With the body of an intermediate mage and having been baptized twice with water spiritual seeds, it was like an adult beating a child.
Lu Jun didn't know how long the fight lasted. He kept fighting, squeezing out every ounce of potential. His eyes were red from the fight. The challengers in front of him appeared, and the rotation was rapid, and each one failed and exited.
Finally, he heard the yawning referee next to him say: "Who else comes on stage? If you wait a few more minutes, if no one comes up, you lose."
All the freshmen in the Colosseum were silent, looking at Lu Jun. There was no throne or corpse under him, but the throne was already covered with corpses.
