Becoming a god begins with the evolution of acupoint supernatural powers.

"Feel sorry."

Lu Ming shook his head, thinking to himself, "Who doesn't need demon flesh? Does Liu Yiyi really think she can make him give up demon flesh with just a few words?"

How is that possible!

They were not related by blood, except for the fact that her father, Liu Feilong, had given him thirty Qi-boosting pills. This was mainly due to a favor from the Li family, and Lu Ming naturally wouldn't give up the demon flesh for that.

Without hesitation, he continued forward, overtaking Liu Yiyi and reaching the twenty-fifth position.

At this moment, only Chen Feng and Feng Qingzhu were in front of them, both of whom were at the Great Perfection of Body Refinement.

Chen Feng arrived at the twenty-sixth stake, struck the iron stake, took a step forward, and temporarily stopped in place.

Feng Qingzhu struck the twenty-fifth strike, glanced back, and seemed to think that the top three were already secured. He immediately stopped, adjusted his breathing, and remained still in place.

She watched as Lu Ming surpassed Liu Yiyi step by step, her eyes flickering slightly. She hadn't expected that Lu Ming, despite his lack of focus, could still reach this level.

This was somewhat unexpected for her.

Lu Ming reached the twenty-fifth stake and lightly struck the iron stake, but the stake did not move and made no sound.

Because he didn't use his Mountain-Piercing Divine Power this time, nor did he exert much power, his intention was to make no impact. Therefore, he was slightly inferior to Feng Qingzhu, ranking third!

At this moment, only the four of them remained in the entire area of ​​the iron stakes.

Lu Ming and Feng Qingzhu remained still, while only Chen Feng and Liu Yiyi continued to try.

Ahead, Chen Feng took another step forward, his qi and blood suddenly became slightly disordered, his face flushed, and his body unsteady. His gaze sharpened, and he staggered to a standing stance, adjusting his breathing.

After a long while, he finally calmed down, sighed inwardly, and realized that his time had come.

"The quiz is over. The top three, Chen Feng, Feng Qingzhu, and Lu Ming, have each received a red token. Do the rest have any objections?"

Wei Jinlin's words came from the high platform.

Behind her, Liu Yiyi, who was still slowly moving her feet, saw that she was only one step away from the twenty-fifth stake, but she couldn't take that step no matter what she did.

Resentment flashed in Liu Yiyi's eyes as she glared at Lu Ming. This guy had taken thirty Qi-boosting pills from the Flying Dragon Martial Arts School, yet he didn't give her any face at all.

The one-tenth of the demon flesh that was originally within easy reach was stolen by them. How despicable!

Liu Yiyi was indignant, but reality was cruel. Seeing that she could no longer move forward, she could only comfort herself that only three red tokens had been taken away today.

Lu Ming comes from a commoner background and lacks stamina, but she still has a chance to win the remaining seven teams in the future.

He immediately stepped back from the area of ​​the iron stakes, biting his lip slightly, and said:

"No objection."

She knew that Wei Jinlin was mainly saying this to her.

Wei Jinlin nodded slightly, then suddenly leaped up from the high platform, tapped the iron stake area a few times, and walked over Lu Ming and the other two as if on flat ground, landing in front of the Iron Scale Python Demon Corpse.

He pulled out the three red tokens from the bottom of the demon's tail, and with a sudden flick of his wrist, the three red tokens shot towards the three people respectively.

Lu Ming raised his hand and grabbed the red token. He felt that the token was light and powerless, but instead felt a chill in his heart. This meant that Wei Jinlin's control over his strength was extremely precise.

"Master Wei arrived before the demon corpse with such ease, I admire you!" Chen Feng said, grasping the red slip with admiration.

"Everyone, get out of here. Keep the red tags safe. Once all the red tags on the demon corpse have been taken, you can collect the demon meat together. It's based on the tags, not on the person," Wei Jinlin said calmly.

Chen Feng responded with a "yes," turned around, and quickly left the area of ​​the iron stakes, feeling a sense of relief.

As he passed Lu Ming, he glanced at the man out of the corner of his eye, a hint of surprise flashing across his face. He hadn't expected that this man would surpass Liu Yiyi and obtain the third red card.

However, he quickly regained his composure. There was only one month left until the big exam, and Lu Ming could at most break through to the Great Perfection of Flesh Refining before the exam.

With the demon flesh, he had a chance to break through to the Tendon Refining stage!

If that could be achieved, it would be a completely different world.

With the skill of "Refining Tendons" (炼筋), one is considered a mid-to-high-level martial artist within the county. In the past, almost all disciples of the Martial Arts Department who reached this level became disciples of third-rate sects.

As for Lu Ming, even if he breaks through to the Great Perfection of Body Refinement, he will still not be able to go far due to the hatred he carries from Shen Changfeng.

"This boy actually used the Nine Palaces Palm and the Soaring Clouds Technique perfectly, almost as if they were one."

Standing before the corpse of the Iron-Scaled Python Demon, Wei Jinlin watched Lu Ming's departing figure, a thought flashing through his mind.

Otherwise, Lu Ming would not have been able to make a sound with just a light touch on the iron stake.

The fact that he could do this so easily shows that he used the power of the "Soaring Clouds" light-foot technique to enhance his palm techniques with the momentum of his legwork, and used it with ease.

"It seems that Lu Ming does indeed have the potential to cultivate the Formless Divine Art," Wei Jinlin thought to himself.

However, it seems that Lu Ming's martial arts skills have only reached the beginner level so far.

If one only gets started and struggles to master the skills, it will be difficult to achieve great things.

Wei Jinlin made his decision in a flash.

On the other side, Chen Feng, Feng Qingzhu, and Lu Ming left the area of ​​the iron stakes and were immediately surrounded by a large group of people.

Even Lu Ming was no exception; many people stared intently at the red slip in his hand, wishing they could snatch it away.

"Senior Brother Lu has made a stunning debut, even surpassing Senior Sister Liu from the Flying Dragon Martial Arts Academy, and winning the third red ticket. This means one-tenth of the demon meat!"

"Senior Brother Lu, I'm interested in buying the red token you have. It costs five hundred taels of silver. Would you sell it?"

"Five hundred taels? I'll offer a thousand taels!"

Among the crowd, Zhao Zhiqi, the elegant and talented genius of the Zhao family, also walked over to Lu Ming and said:

"Junior Brother Lu, I'm willing to try to mediate the conflict between you and Brother Shen in exchange for the red token in your possession. What do you say?"

To mediate the conflict? Or to "try"?

Lu Ming shook his head; he didn't believe Zhao Zhi Qiu could succeed, and decisively refused:

"Sorry, this red token is not for sale."

After saying that, he turned and left quickly.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhiqi sighed without surprise and did not insist.

If it were him, he wouldn't have sold the red token either; he was just trying it out casually.

Seeing that Zhao Zhiqi had also been thwarted, the crowd immediately dispersed.

"This Lu Ming is willing to risk his life for demon flesh. It's no use for him to eat it. After the exam, he'll still be hunted down by Shen Changfeng, won't he?"

"With his talent, he can only reach the Great Perfection of Body Refinement at most. With that strength, he is no match for the Shen family."

"If it were you, could you give up the demon flesh? It can only be said that Lu Ming made the choice of an ordinary person."

Not far away, Chen Feng exchanged brief pleasantries with the others. Seeing Liu Yiyi all alone outside the crowd, he had an idea. He parted the crowd and walked over, saying:

"Yiyi, I'm sorry, I thought you were a sure thing to get third place, but I didn't expect Lu Ming to suddenly appear."

Liu Yiyi withdrew her gaze from Lu Ming and glanced at Chen Feng, somewhat flattered. She hadn't expected that Chen Feng, in the midst of his smugness, would still consider her feelings.

She quickly said, "How can you blame Senior Brother Chen? It's because Yiyi's skills are not up to par."

Chen Feng said, "Although Lu Ming comes from a poor background, he still has talent. If he can maintain this momentum, he has the potential to go even further."

Liu Yiyi shook her head and said, "Lu Ming was just lucky. He broke through just before the quiz and managed to get third place by sheer luck."

"Senior brother is the one who has climbed to the top step by step with solid foundation. Even if Lu Ming gets the demon flesh, without senior brother's foundation, he can't possibly surpass senior brother."

"Moreover, he is also facing threats from Shen Changfeng and won't go far."

Chen Feng laughed and said, "Junior Sister is absolutely right. In that case, I'm sure you'll be able to surpass him next time we compete for the red token."

Liu Yiyi then realized that Chen Feng was trying to comfort and encourage her in various ways, and a blush immediately appeared on her cheeks, secretly pleased.

Seeing this, Chen Feng smiled slightly and thought to himself, Liu Feilong only has this one daughter. If he starts with Liu Yiyi, it will be easy to win over Feilong Martial Arts School.

If he can achieve this, his status within the family will be further elevated!

Inside the grand martial arts arena, everyone had their own thoughts.

At this moment, Lu Ming received a hint from Wei Jinlin and quietly left the place, returning to his own courtyard.

Wei Jinlin stood in the courtyard, already waiting for him.