Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 60: The First in Martial Arts (Read along)

"boom."

After bombarding Shan Wuji with three hundred punches, the precious light around him finally flickered, and then exploded violently.

So what if it is a divine weapon?
As long as you have enough strength, you can also blow it up.

But Lu Ming did not stop. His speed became faster and faster, his punches became more and more powerful, and there was a whistling sound like wind and thunder all around.

Shan Wuji tried his best to mobilize the divine weapon's light, but could only take Lu Ming's punch head-on.

His body flew backwards dozens of feet, and then fell heavily into the water, causing a large splash.

"I won."

Lu Ming looked around, and the fighting spirit in his heart slowly subsided. Although Shan Wuji was very difficult to deal with, he still couldn't put enough pressure on him.

The damage caused by the magic weapon to himself was far less intense than the rejection reaction caused by the demon core.

The entire Yan Lake was completely silent at this moment.

After seeing Shan Wuji's defeat, everyone witnessed Lu Ming's cruelty. Even if it was a round-robin battle or even a siege, no one saw any hope of winning.

"Huh? Why has this kid been in the water for so long and hasn't come up?"

As soon as Lu Ming had a thought, his spiritual power was released from between his eyebrows and explored underwater.

But they found that Shan Wuji had already fainted, and it was estimated that if he stayed like this for too long, he might drown.

"That's not okay."

Lu Ming used his telekinesis to drag Shan Wuji up, and took his double claw magic weapon with him.

This thing is a great treasure, much more powerful than the Qingying Sword.

He clenched his hands, and two sharp claws appeared in his hands. These two claws looked like they were made of gold, and the whole was golden and shaped like dragon claws.

Within the claws, there was a spiritual power much stronger than the Qingying Sword, which was fiercely resisting Lu Ming's power.

But after being destroyed by Lu Ming's fist, it had been severely damaged, and its spiritual power was easily suppressed.

"Good stuff, it belongs to me now."

"Unless... you exchange a better divine weapon with me."

Lu Ming kicked the little yellow-haired boy to the shore, then he walked into the Misty Rain Tower.

"If you need a challenge, hurry up. I just had a fight with someone and it was very exhausting. My strength is currently at its lowest point."

"If I wait any longer for a while to rest, you won't be able to defeat me."

Lu Ming's voice echoed over Yan Lake, making some people furious, but they could do nothing about this bastard and could only suppress their anger in their hearts.

"Lu Ming, my Qingying Sword..."

Yan Sheng, who had been reluctant to speak, now asked anxiously.

"Oh, I lost it at the bottom of the lake. Go find it yourself."

Lu Ming spread out his hands, looking innocent.

Anyway, I have magical weapons and sharp claws now, so I'll leave that broken thing to you to play with.

Yan Sheng was furious and had to leave in anger, preparing to find a way to salvage the magic sword.

Lu Ming drank tea for another half day in the Misty Rain Tower, but unfortunately no one came to challenge him again.

Although some warriors thought that their strength was not weaker than Shan Wuji, since Shan Wuji was defeated, it would be difficult for them to win, so they naturally did not want to lose face in front of so many outsiders.

As for a multi-person siege, they couldn't afford to lose face, and there would be no benefit even if they won.

"If no one comes out again, boss, then I think you can announce the results."

Lu Ming turned the tea bowl around. He didn't even know how many pots of tea he had drunk today.

The shopkeeper felt a little disappointed. He had thought that in this Dragon Boat Martial Arts Competition, he could witness the fights and battles between young masters from all sides, but he did not expect that Lu Ming would steal all the glory.

He alone was suffocating the entire younger generation of Bingzhou.

"The Dragon Boat Martial Arts Competition is a contest of martial arts. If no challenger steps forward within ten breaths, the winner is determined."

The shopkeeper bowed. He was also a martial artist, and his voice was loud and clear, spreading throughout the Yanhu Lake.

The ten breaths of time were soon up, and he raised the gong and struck it loudly.

"I declare that the number one young man in Bingzhou is Lu Ming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Misty Rain Tower was filled with music and lively atmosphere, and was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns.

"Brother Lu, congratulations."

"These are rewards from the government office. Although they are not much, they are a token of my appreciation."

The shopkeeper ordered someone to bring out a tray, on which were placed several silver bills, the amount of which was probably around ten thousand taels of silver, as well as two demon cores and a house.

These prizes can be said to be very generous.

Especially the two demon cores, although they are only of the eighth grade, they are priceless in the outside world.

"Hahahaha, that's so embarrassing."

Lu Ming was always happy about these free things. He rolled up his sleeves and put them away.

"The couplet will be hung in the Misty Rain Tower, but remember to find a craftsman to add my name to the end."

Lu Ming was in a good mood. Not only did he win first place in the Dragon Boat Competition today, he also received a lot of rewards.

……

"Ah... open your mouth wide."

Although he won first place, he still had to work hard to feed the meat mountain when he returned to the [Beast Breeding Department].

He quickly shoveled a pile of food into the meat mountain, and while the meat mountain was chewing, he turned over to the meat mountain's belly, quickly dug out a large ball of flesh and blood, and sucked it into his stomach like eating jelly.

What he was feeding now was an eighth-grade meat mountain. In fact, he sometimes thought that if he could find a higher-grade meat mountain to feed, perhaps it would be easier for him to obtain energy.

"Is Lu Ming here?"

Just when he was eating with his mouth full of oil, he suddenly heard someone calling his name outside.

He quickly swallowed all the meat, wiped his mouth, and saw that the wounds on the meat mountain had healed. Then he walked out from behind the meat mountain with a swagger.

"Are you Lu Ming?"

The person who came was a middle-aged man wearing a black long gown, a small hat on his head, and two mustaches on his lips. Combined with his triangular eyes, he looked quite shrewd.

"who are you?"

Lu Ming looked the person up and down, and thought about it quickly in his mind, but he had no impression of this person.

"How dare you! I am the inner-house tutor of the Wujing Hall. I heard that you stole the inner-house disciples' magical weapons. Hand them over."

The middle-aged man looked at Lu Ming with a look of disgust and said coldly.

"who are you?"

Lu Ming scratched his ears and repeated what he had said before.

"What do you mean? Didn't I make myself clear enough?"

The middle-aged man's face became even colder. This man was unruly and lawless. If he was not severely subdued, who knew what kind of trouble he would cause in the future.

I don’t know what Song Xinyuan from the outer house is doing. He actually allows this bastard to cause trouble.

"I mean... who the hell do you think you are?"

"Uncle, if you're alright, leave now. I don't hit old people. Don't delay me from feeding the meat mountain."

Lu Ming has a stubborn temper. If you talk to him nicely, he might be patient enough to chat with you. But if you start bossing him around, he won't tolerate you.

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