Martial Saint!

In front of the Star Picking Tower.

Countless people looked at the ranking announcement.

[First place: Zhang Shentong, 121 wins and 0 losses]

[Second place: Gray Knight Martin, 120 wins and 1 loss]

[Third place: Star Eyes, Emperor Sha, 119 wins and 2 losses]

[Fourth place: Dark Thunder Worcester, 118 wins and 3 losses]

[Fifth place: Master Yunhai...]

[...]

[Sixty-ninth place: Lu Chenzhou, 63 wins and 58 losses...]

"Zhang Shentong is so awesome. I thought thirty consecutive wins was his limit, but I didn't expect it was just the lower limit..."

"Isn't this guy really a master?"

"It's despairing to face two Zhang Shentongs while doing two things at the same time."

"The Gray Knight's nameless fighting skills are also superb. I think they are close to divine skills, and they are self-created."

"Self-created quasi-divine martial arts, what kind of gods are they,"

"So this world There are really people who achieve success late in life. "

"Kshadi, Worcester, Master Yunhai... The top ten are too strong, so strong that one person can beat five normal masters of the end."

"Lu Chenzhou played a week later, but he was able to reach 69th place, which is also very impressive. I thought he would be hovering around the top 100."

"After the battle with the Gray Knight, this guy has also made obvious progress. Except for him, the top 100 are either Tongtian Immortal Armor or masters whose blood and qi have broken 2000 and are close to the limit. They are all peak Kunlun Jade Clothes... But in front of Lu Chenzhou's continuous spearmanship, even without Tongtian Immortal Armor, they are unstable and can only be 50-50."

"He is only 26 years old. The youngest among the top 100, except him, the youngest Worcester, is already 30 years old."

After a month of reincarnation battles, everyone can feast their eyes.

None of the top 100 players are easy to deal with. They are all top figures from various countries.

...

In the early morning.

Hualong Ancient Road, District 3, 160 times gravity area.

On the square of the Five Thunder Hall, Lu Chenzhou was fighting with a golden thunder dragon.

The golden thunder that was enough to severely injure or even kill an ordinary beginner master instantly fell on him, causing his muscles to tremble and numb.

Hundreds of millions of cells were constantly born and died between breaths, metabolizing at an unimaginable speed.

[Mountain King Asking the Way Fist: Mastery (55%) → Mastery (56%)]

[Ghost Tiger Tyrant Body...]

On the martial arts tree, prompts flashed one after another.

After the training, the golden thunder dragon collapsed, and the Tianxin Five Thunder Pendant turned into a ray of light and fell over the Dragon Locking Well.

The jade pendant rotated slowly, and the golden tadpole text on the wall of the Dragon Locking Well and the chain shone brightly.

"Ahhh... Damn Lu Chenzhou! I don't have a drop of thunder power anymore."

The little inspiration king was pale and thin, with wrinkled fish skin, as if he had aged hundreds of years in an instant, and cursed weakly.

The thunder demon essence in its body turned into a golden liquid and was sucked away by the jade pendant.

Lu Chenzhou waved his hand, and golden pills with a bloody smell fell in front of the Little Inspiration King.

"Eat something."

"I won't cannibalize my own kind!"

"What's the matter, do you still want to eat people?"

He opened the mouth of the Little Inspiration King, and poured these blood and flesh pills made by the fish demons into his stomach.

They melted in his mouth and were refined in an instant!

The shriveled body of the Little Inspiration King recovered as before, and the demon essence began to fill up.

"Lu Chenzhou! You will not die well!"

Lu Chenzhou ignored all these insults.

Today is the last day of the competition, and he is testing his current state.

"The blood value has exceeded 1,000, and it is only 200 points away from the final realm."

"The energy level of Shanjun Baiyue has also exceeded 1,400 Ding, which is more powerful than King Fanjiang's Chaos Sword."

"The mental power has exceeded 600 Prajna, and the spiritual cultivation is not far from the middle stage of the third realm."

"Today I will finally fight Worcester, I am really looking forward to it."

In a moment, Lu Chenzhou entered the fighting world.

...

The Qingming is vast and bottomless, and the sun and the moon shine on the gold and silver stage.

Today's life and death stage is a stage floating in the sky.

Outside the stage, there is a chaotic and disorderly void turbulence with sparks flying, and corpses with terrifying breath are floating in it.

The audience exclaimed: "It's actually the most dangerous scene, the [God and Demon Battlefield] of the top of the Ten Absolute Places."

The God and Demon Battlefield is the scene with the most deaths since the Wanbang Martial Arts Conference this year.

Often, people refused to admit defeat and were beaten out of the ring, only to be crushed by the turbulent flow of the void, or their wills were corroded by the evil spirits of those powerful corpses.

These corpses were in various shapes, many of which were demon-level beings, suspected to be the remains of the war of gods, and were sucked into the fighting world.

Although they were dead, the traces of momentum they left behind also affected the ring. Those who were not strong-willed would be weakened by three points when they entered the ring.

Two burly figures fell from the sky, causing the ring to tremble.

Wooster was wearing a suit of silver scale armor, and the edges of his arm and leg armor shone with the cold light of sharp blades.

This was his customized medium-level divine weapon [Thunder Sword Suit], which could turn his legs and arms into sharp blades to attack the enemy.

This set of equipment was not inferior to Lu Chenzhou's demon king suit.

After Worcester saluted, he smiled confidently and said, "Lu, I will do my best."

"I have long wanted to see the Dark Thunder Flow." Lu Chenzhou shook the ground with his right foot, swept forward, and twisted his spear like a poisonous dragon, killing Worcester directly at the center of his eyebrows.

Wooster's body swayed back and forth like a dancing butterfly. It seemed slow, but he calmly dodged Lu Chenzhou's attack. He whipped out his right leg and landed on the spear. A dark red light lit up in the darkness. It was a vortex of blood and qi that was gathering and dispersing. The vortex exploded like a supernova explosion!

Boom! Lu Chenzhou's mouth shook violently, blood flowed from his hands, and the spear almost slipped out of his hand.

"Too scary, a random kick has the power of 1200 tripods. Is this a monster with 2800 blood and qi?"

After fighting with Wooster, Lu Chenzhou saw what a real muscle monster was.

Crackling - the electric current that was not inferior to the inspiration demon king was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, entwining Lu Chenzhou's body, making his body full of green smoke.

Fortunately, he had been tempering his body with thunder for a long time, and had refined thunder treasures, so he had a high resistance.

For him, the power of thunder is not to be feared.

What is really difficult is the plain and unpretentious power brought by the magnificent blood of Wooster.

"Huh..."

Lu Chenzhou's blood and qi are rolling, and his body keeps retreating to relieve the force. He stops at the edge of the ring and exhales like a cow.

Behind him is a bottomless abyss. Falling down is a dead end!

Before he can catch his breath, Wooster turns into a cannonball, killing at almost the speed of sound, and falls from the sky.

This kick is powerful enough to split Huashan!

Lu Chenzhou's body flips sideways, and the spear stabs at Wooster's soft spot.

There is a muffled thunder under Wooster's feet, and his body rises from the ground and jumps to a height of a hundred feet.

"Using the recoil of the explosion to achieve rapid movement and dodge is really a genius idea."

Lu Chenzhou swept on the spot and dodged Wooster's leg technique that fell from the sky.

Secret Art - Seven Thunders!

Strong wind swept, accompanied by the muffled sound of seven landmines, and the ring was torn into a 20-zhang long gap by the leg wind.

Wooster stood on the ground, punching with both hands like a phantom.

Lu Chenzhou burst out with all his strength, and the attack of the big gun was intertwined from far and near, combining hardness and softness, looking for Wuster's weakness to attack.

Wooster smiled calmly: "Your blood is not even half of mine, but you can give me some sense of crisis. You are worthy of being the number one prodigy in Daxia."

If it were any other fighter at the same level as Lu Chenzhou, Wuster would have kicked him to pieces.

Lu Chenzhou can hold on until now, firstly because he has the Ghost Tiger Tyrant Body, and secondly because his skills and boxing theory are more advanced. Wuster must admit this.

However, in the face of the absolute blood gap, these can only narrow the gap.

Outside, the audience saw this peak battle and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Lu Chenzhou can fight with Worcester for so long?"

Silver Eagle Federation, Black Bullet Redus said: "Brother has only been warming up so far, but Lu Chenzhou has tried his best."

Du Meng nodded: "It's good to be able to fight with Worcester in warm-up state for so long. Think about how many moves you can last?"

There is no suspense in this battle. It depends on how Lu Chenzhou will end. Being able to show his own style is enough to be proud of.

Daxia, Hong Tianxiang and others are also full of fighting spirit.

They don't have the opportunity to fight with Worcester. They know that their current strength will not last more than 30 moves in front of Worcester.

But they are confident that they will catch up with or even surpass Worcester when they are 30 years old!

On the ring, Worcester took all the attacks of Lu Chenzhou as steady as a mountain. He smiled and said: "Next, it's my turn."

He suddenly raised his right leg, spun his body, and sent it out like a windmill.

Bang! Even with the big gun blocking, Lu Chenzhou was swept far away.

His eyes were piercing, bathed in blood, and he attacked again like a berserker.

Wooster swung his legs in turn, and blood mines covered the ring in an instant, more than twenty of them.

Boom! The earth-shaking explosion submerged Lu Chenzhou.

Wooster said: "Lu, it seems that your domineering body has improved again... The minor domineering body can't stop my mine bombing."

In the smoke and dust, Lu Chenzhou was wearing blood armor and drew his gun to kill.

Wooster got serious, and his legs disappeared because of the speed. Only a vague blood wind turbulence remained.

In a breath, dozens of legs fell on Lu Chenzhou's gun shadow, and the aftermath made the black scales crackle.

Lu Chenzhou was suppressed and beaten, shaking like a sandbag.

His gun skills could only barely ensure that he would not be knocked off the ring, and it was not enough to launch a counterattack.

But he did not give up. Instead, he persisted in a passive defensive posture like a cockroach, allowing his muscles to tear and his bones to crack.

Outside, countless people were worried about his condition.

The Gray Knight stood straight and murmured, "Very good."

Zhang Shentong also sighed, "Chief Lu's crotch skills are still better than mine, otherwise he would not have been able to hold on for so long under Worcester's attack."

This battle, even many kings were watching behind the scenes.

Zhenbei Tianwang thought: "So that's how it is, with the extreme life and death tempering, tempering the body, breaking and then standing."

In a blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour had passed in the game.

Worcester's face became more and more serious. The battle with Lu Chenzhou reminded him of the battle with Zhang Shentong.

Perseverance, steady and steady, defense instead of attack, waiting for the opportunity.

"Could it be that Lu has other skills? Well, it's time to end it."

Behind him, the spirit condensed, that was a series of illusory lightning falling from the sky, like a world of thunder.

"Secret Technique: Thundergod Tramples!"

Wooster jumped up, and his feet bombarded in turn, transforming into purple thunder legs as thick as elephants, shaking Lu Chenzhou back and forth.

Each leg had a force of more than 1,500 tripods, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen legs.

With such an attack, only a few people below the Grandmaster level could withstand it.

Lu Chenzhou's spear trembled, shaking off a blood scab, and new blood flowed out, emitting a faint golden color...

While retreating, he stepped on empty air and was about to fall into the abyss.

Suddenly, he laughed wildly, and his whole body trembled, shattering the blood armor.

A blood and qi phantom shining with a light golden color appeared out of nowhere, with a head like a fierce tiger, a full forehead, and a tail like a dragon, powerful and vigorous!

Dacheng Tyrant Body·Tiger Head Dragon Tail!

After obtaining the thunder body tempering method from the "Five Thunder Diamond Treasure Scroll", his "Ghost Tiger Tyrant Body" progressed by leaps and bounds.

In the past few days, he was close to the great success.

However, as a superior real skill, it is a bit difficult to break this level.

It happened that he was going to fight with Worcester today, so Lu Chenzhou tried to complete the last step of transformation between life and death through extreme external pressure.

And now, he has done it!

In the acupoints all over his body, the blood and qi surged like a torrent, which made his momentum rise, and his cultivation was close to the final state!

Strength, defense, speed, endurance... are all improving rapidly.

"Unfortunately, it will take some time to completely transform..."

Lu Chenzhou's spear shook and stabbed out, and a red sun appeared at the end.

Wu Wang Spear·Long River Sunset Round!

Worcester's long legs collided with it, the sword armor hummed, and the Dou Qi armor inside was also cracked.

He was surprised that if he didn't have heavy armor, he couldn't block this shot if he didn't rely on Dou Qi armor.

This shot has the power to tear the Tongtian Immortal Armor, which is definitely more than 1500 Ding!

Next, each of Lu Chenzhou's shots was more powerful than the previous one, and Wuster finally felt some pressure.

After another long battle, Wuster's legs were numb, his muscles were torn, blood was flowing, and he was a little out of breath.

He was good at bursting, but lacked endurance, otherwise he would have a chance to defeat Zhang Shentong.

And Lu Chenzhou in front of him, in terms of endurance, was no less than Zhang Shentong, he had to fight quickly.

"Lu, you are the first one outside the top 10 who let me use my full strength."

Boom! Thunder exploded, and Wuster's body became several circles bigger, and his blue-black veins were like a dragon, vivid and vivid.

The black thunder demon body of two feet appeared out of nowhere, and this momentum made Lu Chenzhou's eyes shrink slightly, as if he was facing a master!

With a simple and unpretentious kick, Lu Chenzhou, who had just exploded, was shot out of the ring like a cannonball with his gun, without any resistance.

Lu Chenzhou started to climb the cloud ladder, but felt a suction coming from below, trying to drag him into the abyss.

"There is no airflow outside the ring to borrow strength." His face changed.

At this moment, a thick hand fell, grabbed Lu Chenzhou, and threw him on the ring.

Lu Chenzhou stood still, looked at Wuster, clasped his fists and said seriously: "Thank you, sir, I will never forget your life-saving grace, I lost."

Wuster sat cross-legged, his momentum kept changing, and endless thunder filled the void. He suddenly said calmly:

"That feeling is coming, I must break the shackles, Lu, please protect me... I want to break the fourth in the battlefield of gods and demons!"

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