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

"Chen Feng, Shen Mo, and Wu Yong actually managed to stop Lu Ming!"

"This is already the twenty-fifth case. Chen Ping, Ma Sandao, and other geniuses from other counties are all very close to the Iron-Scaled Python Demon. What are Chen Feng and the others doing?"

"They're actually willing to risk losing their red token just to deal with Lu Ming? They're terrified!"

What suddenly happened in the iron stake area left all the spectators in the grand martial arts arena astonished.

On the high platform, Xu Shou's expression changed slightly, and he said:

"Senior brother, I didn't know that Wu Yong was so audacious as to cooperate with the county's genius to obstruct Lu Ming."

He stared at Wu Yong, speechless. Lu Ming was already unlikely to beat the others, so why did Wu Yong take it upon himself to do something so unnecessary?

Chen Boxiong, the head of the Chen family, and Shen Wanlin, the head of the Shen family, both frowned as they looked at Chen Feng and Shen Mo respectively.

They were unaware of this.

"Wei Sizheng..." Chen Boxiong began to say something.

Wei Jinlin's expression remained unchanged as he said, "Martial arts are inherently about competition; otherwise, what would be the point of vying for the red token? Interception is to be expected; let's just observe the situation."

Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances and secretly admired Wei Jinlin. They realized that he had come to his senses long ago, and compared to him, they seemed petty.

Meanwhile, in the area of ​​the iron piles.

Faced with the three blocking his way, Lu Ming glanced at them, then suddenly fixed his gaze on Wu Yong. He exerted force with his feet and used the "Soaring Clouds Step" technique to attack Wu Yong.

A martial artist who refines their flesh has a base strength of two thousand jin.

At this moment, Lu Ming's inertia was about two thousand jin. When he exerted his two thousand jin of strength, his aura suddenly surged, as if he were breaking through in the face of battle!

With a single, lightning-fast strike, he pierced through the clouds. The speed and power of his strike caused even the robust and masculine Shen Mo to change his expression and hesitate.

Upon seeing this, Wu Yong, with his rugged appearance, changed his expression even more:

"He was hiding his true strength! Damn it, there were clearly three of them, why did he single me out?"

Seeing Lu Ming pointing through the clouds, Wu Yong roared and struck out with his palm. His blood and qi surged, his muscles bulged, and his palm seemed capable of shattering rocks!

Lu Ming took a step forward and suddenly shifted his body to the side, just in time to dodge the palm strike. His Cloud Piercing Finger left a trail of afterimages in the air and struck Wu Yong's shoulder.

"Pfft!" Wu Yong groaned, feeling a sharp pain in his shoulder.

His expression changed drastically, his internal energy became unbalanced, and he could not withstand the pressure of the Iron-Scaled Python Demon behind him. His abdomen churned, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hit the one who helps first." Lu Ming glanced at him coldly and kicked out.

Wu Yong had no time to dodge and was kicked in the abdomen. He was forced to retreat uncontrollably, all the way back to the twenty-third position.

He felt weak and unable to withstand the pressure. Moreover, Chen Ping, Ma Sandao and others ahead of him had already taken the lead, and he knew that he could no longer achieve anything.

A deep sense of regret welled up inside him. He shouldn't have listened to Chen Feng's offer and sacrificed his chance to obtain the demon flesh for a little bit of profit.

"All I need to do is stall you so you can't get the red tag!"

Ahead, while Lu Ming was attacking Wu Yong, Shen Mo's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he unleashed the Shen Family's Thirty-Six Styles of Capturing Techniques, attempting to entangle Lu Ming.

"That jumping clown!"

Lu Ming coldly glanced at Shen Mo who was attacking, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Chen Ping and the others had already taken advantage of their entanglement to overtake him.

He snorted coldly, then suddenly leaped into the air, his movements so swift that he ignored Shen Mo and jumped to the twenty-sixth stake, where he stomped hard on the iron stake in mid-air.

Boom! !

The iron stakes vibrated, and he used the recoil to leap forward, reaching the twenty-seventh stake in the blink of an eye, and gently clapped his hands together.

Bang! The twenty-seventh pile resounded.

Before the sound had even faded, the others had already reached the twenty-eighth pile.

Chen Feng, Feng Qingzhu, Liu Yiyi, Chen Ping and others around them all stared intently at the sight.

Chen Feng's pupils shrank drastically. What kind of strength was this? Lu Ming could actually move and leap within the iron stake area as if walking on flat ground!

Is he unaffected by the Iron-Scaled Python Demon's oppressive aura?

Little did they know, Lu Ming possessed the power of divine speed, which boosted his strength and aura. Coupled with his supernatural abilities, he faced the pressure of demons without fear, and he also had Feng Qingzhu to hone his skills with every day...

With these three factors combined, he can now almost completely ignore the oppressive aura emanating from the Iron-Scaled Python Demon Corpse!

He had been biding his time and concealing his strength, but now that he had revealed it, his skills immediately amazed everyone.

Chen Feng could no longer restrain himself. His eyes flashed with ferocity as he suddenly twisted his waist and turned around, slashing horizontally at Lu Ming with his curved blade.

When Chen Jia wielded the Wind-Sweeping Willow Blade, it was like a gentle breeze on one's face. The moment one felt the chill, the blade was already upon them, its sword light sharp and its killing intent overwhelming!

"snort!"

Just as Lu Ming was about to respond, he suddenly heard Feng Qingzhu snort coldly as she slashed at the iron stake to Chen Feng's left, and a beam of green light shot out from the side, striking the blade.

Clang!

Chen Feng's knife move was blocked, and Lu Ming was already in front of him!

Seeing Lu Ming's sharp gaze sweep over him, Chen Feng's expression changed drastically. He looked at Feng Qingzhu beside him in disbelief, his heart filled with shock and anger.

He had considered whether Feng Qingzhu would help Lu Ming, but then he realized that the Qingzhu Gang was a neutral force, and if Feng Qingzhu cared about the Qingzhu Gang, she would never help him.

Unexpectedly, at the crucial moment, Feng Qingzhu interrupted his fatal move with a bamboo stick.

But after making one move, Feng Qingzhu immediately stopped and continued to fight for the red token.

Just then, a strong gust of wind suddenly struck from the front, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lu Ming using the Nine Palaces Palm to strike him.

He was instantly enraged and laughed coldly: "You won't even use the Cloud Piercing Finger technique, yet you dare to look down on me?"

Having his sword strike blocked, Chen Feng realized there was no time to use it again in the blink of an eye. He simply abandoned the sword and used his palm to strike out as well!

He was at the peak of the Body Refinement stage and was about to break through to the Tendon Refinement stage, while Lu Ming was only at the Body Refinement stage. He didn't believe he would lose when the two exchanged blows.

But the moment their palms met, his expression changed drastically. Struck by Lu Ming's palm, he involuntarily staggered backward.

He had just taken a hit from Feng Qingzhu, and his lower body was unstable?!

Chen Feng was filled with doubt and uncertainty. Before he could stop, a chill suddenly swept over him from behind.

"Who is it again?!" A hint of panic finally appeared in Chen Feng's eyes, and he turned around abruptly.

A handsome young man, with an arrogant expression, approached and unleashed a powerful aura, throwing a punch!

"Yun Potian! You dare?!"

The newcomer was none other than Yun Potian, a genius from Yunfeng County. Chen Feng had never offended him, but now he was forced to take the attack and felt a sharp pain in his palm, causing him to retreat more than ten steps.

Seeing that Lu Ming and the others had already turned around to compete for the red tokens, while he had retreated to the twenty-sixth token, falling behind by a few tokens, and coupled with his poor condition, he no longer had time to grab one.

He was furious. The red ticket that he was so sure of had slipped through his fingers.

He roared in fury, "Yun Potian, when have I ever offended you?!"

"You can do it, but others can't? Humph!" Yun Potian laughed loudly, glanced at him disdainfully, and turned to fight for the red token.

Chen Feng was stunned. Yun Potian hadn't originally intended to intercept anyone else; it was he who intercepted Lu Ming first, which led Yun Potian to make a last-minute decision.

It was all his own doing; he brought it upon himself!

Lu Ming, Feng Qingzhu, Liu Yiyi, Chen Ping, Yun Potian, and others had already arrived in front of the three- or four-zhang-tall corpse of the Iron-Scaled Python Demon.

Chen Feng stared intently at Lu Ming, hoping that the others would fight Lu Ming off in order to win the red token.

But the next moment, his eyes widened, staring in disbelief at the scene before him.