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Logging 10000 Years into the Future chapter 227

Logging 10000 Years into the Future 227

Posted by Noble nible , Released on August 10, 2022

227. Don't let you use all your strength? Why not!

After the three rounds of competition, there were only less than 100 players left on the field who were eligible to continue.

Those who can go this far are already considered as the top 100 masters in the country.

One more point in the fourth round, that is the top fifty.

There are fewer and fewer people on the field, and more and more people watching off the field.

Lu Sheng was patient and fought one by one.

He squeezed the master like a chicken cub. These contestants, whose strengths were generally below the sixth level, really couldn't even make him warm up.

Those who are amazed and amazed by others, and the wonderful battles, fall into the eyes of Lu Sheng, and they are no different from children playing at home.

Lu Sheng's answer to his opponent was only one shot, and he would never make a second shot.

No one needs him to play a second time.

Basically, the competition that belongs to him will end in less than a minute.

This minute even includes the introduction of both players, the referee's preparation, the announcement of the official start of the competition, and so on.

Lu Sheng felt normal.

But in the eyes of others, it is a different feeling.

"This Lu Sheng of the Seven Saints is a bit strong…"

A middle-aged man wearing a martial arts uniform with the words Hailong Martial Arts was sitting in the spectator seat, and said to the calm young man beside him, "Even You Jingtong, who was ranked in the top 20 in the previous session, couldn't be in his hands. Go through a trick.

If you go up against him, you probably won't win. "

The Bancun youth was silent for a while, then slowly grabbed the long knife at his hand, and said in a low voice, "I'll try my best, but it doesn't work…"

The ban-inch youth paused and said, "Just use that trick."

The middle-aged man nodded, "Okay. Although the 10 trick was created by the Master for you, it was specially prepared to deal with the Ultra Dao Twins and Transcendence Saint Miao.

But the strength shown by the Seven Saint Continent Saints is already on the level of the Extreme Dao Twins.

Use it on him, no loss!

You still have a chance to hit the top four. "

The Bancun youth did not speak, but silently wiped the long knife in his hand.

…..

"There's something…"

In the Jidao Martial Arts Hall, Lian Ji, who was surrounded by a group of disciples, looked in the direction of Lu San, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"But that's okay, there is only one Zhang Jue in the Beyond Martial Arts Hall, and the pressure on you at this conference is already a little small.

More Lu Sheng, just about the same.

This kid is a good whetstone, maybe you can be promoted to Grandmaster faster. "

Beside them, the gazes of the Jidao twins wandered back and forth on Lu Sheng and the cute girl who surpassed the martial arts hall, with cruel smiles on their faces, and sparks full of war in their eyes.

….

"very scary…."

The cute-looking girl with short hair and ears stared intently at Lu Sheng's position, her pretty face taut.

The long-haired man next to him was surprised, "Isn't that true? Although this Lu Sheng is indeed very strong, at best it is at the level of the extreme twins, maybe even close.

Are you not confident? "

The cute girl shook her head, not knowing what to say.

The world in her eyes is different from that of ordinary people.

In her eyes now, it is clear that the sunset has not yet set.

But in the huge Martial Arts Square, most of the sky was already shrouded in black fog.

The thick ink-like mist was like smoke and fire.

The mountain wind can't be blown away, and the sun can't shine through.

All sorts of terrifying shapes were conjured up in mid-air, as if a shadow shrouded half the field.

And the source of all this black fog…

They all came from the handsome young man sitting quietly on the bench in the distance, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand.

Although the young man's face was full of calm, Zhang Jue could feel it…

There is something extremely terrifying lurking in this young man's body.

So far, the thing hasn't woken up.

God knows when the black fog completely fills the sky and in the darkness, what kind of terror will break free.

"I wish I could meet him at the end…"

The cute girl let out a long exhalation, turned her face away and didn't dare to look again, and then silently added a sentence in her heart.

"In that case, taking the initiative to admit defeat won't look too ugly…"

...

"The seventh round of draws begins!"

With the announcement of the organizer Wushu Association, the crowd in the square burst into commotion.

There were only a dozen people left in the seventh round.

The only one who can win this round of competition is the top ten in the country.

In addition to generous rewards, it also represents fame, honor…

For the spectators, the next test is the highlight, and it will be extra exciting.

Because those who can reach this round are all true youth martial arts leaders.

Lu Sheng still had no mood swings.

He simply swept the Seven Saints University side.

In addition to him, only Wen Jingyan from the No. 1 Sacred Martial Arts University was left in the seventh round, and there was a third Sacred Martial University student who ranked in the top five on the Seven Saints Ranking.

Bai Hengchuan, who was second in the Seven Sacred Rankings, was unlucky. He encountered one of the two extremists in the last round and was eliminated early.

The draw for more than a dozen people soon ended.

Lu Sheng glanced at his opponent.

"Wang Xin, disciple of the great master of Hailong Wuguan…"

The mental power captured the discussion of some people in the crowd, and Lu Sheng unexpectedly learned that the other party had also graduated from the Seven Saints University.

Although he is not his direct senior, he is barely a teacher.

"Wait a minute, do you want to be a little gentler?"

Lu Sheng thought about it in his heart as he walked to the stage.

…..

"Lu Sheng, the demon king of the Seven Saints…"

As soon as they heard the news, the disciples of the Hailong Martial Arts Hall all looked awkward.

Judging from Lu Sheng's previous performance in the competition, the name of the devil is well deserved.

There are already many people who have listed him as the Heji Dao Twins, a master who surpasses the level of Shengmiao.

Although Wang Xin is strong, his strength and reputation are still a little bit worse, and he has always belonged to the next level.

Now that I meet Lu Sheng, the situation immediately becomes not optimistic.

The inch-headed young man Wang Xin looked calm, grabbed the long knife and stood up from his position neatly.

"Fame is all made, and I haven't made it, who knows who is stronger and who is weaker?"

The Grandmaster led by the Hailong Martial Arts Academy showed admiration, nodded and said, "You should have such a determination to do your part in fighting for the hero.

Go ahead and do your best. "

"Um."

Wang Xin strode toward the competition venue.

Soon, he and Lu Sheng both stood on the field.

The sidelines were crowded with spectators, and almost all of the Seven Sages came here except for a few who went to see Wen Jingyan's competition.

Mainly because the other top five of the Seven Sacred Rankings met the Geminis in this round, basically saying goodbye.

Rather than watching him being abused, it is better to watch Lu Sheng abuse others.

"Go on, Demon King!"

The old student who escaped from the Seven Sages shouted.

Then the referee on the stage began to announce, "The test begins."

Neither Lu Sheng nor Wang Xin did anything.

Lu Sheng glanced at the long knife in Wang Xin's hand.

The use of weapons is allowed in the competition, but he doesn't think it is necessary.

"You go first…"

Lu Sheng said to Wang Xin.

This is a little courtesy from Lu Sheng to the same president of the Seven Saints University.

Let him do it first.

That's what it's all about on TV.

Wang Xin squinted at Lu Sheng, and said lightly, "Before I graduated, I stayed at the top of the Seven Saints list for two years…"

Lu Sheng nodded and praised: "You are awesome."

"…"

Wang Xin was choked by his words, and he couldn't utter the next words.

"never mind…"

He shook his head and said coldly, "Anyway, be careful."

"Remember to use all your strength."

Lu Sheng reminded seriously.

There was a bit of anger in Wang Xin's eyes, and he walked with the knife, and a single stride spanned a distance of more than ten meters.

This Lu Sheng didn't know what to do, and every word he said made him feel very uncomfortable.

Since it's unpleasant..

Then fight!

Wang Xin's long knife shot out a splendid white qi that was almost like a tidal wave.

Before the sword gang is about to come, the fierce sword qi has already filled the entire arena.

Many onlookers standing behind Lu Sheng, facing Wang Xin's knife, could not help but step back.

With this knife alone, Wang Xin's strength far surpassed that of ordinary sixth-level peak warriors.

too strong!

But before some people exclaimed the power of this knife.

Lu Sheng made his move.

He raised his right hand, his face was calm, and he punched lightly.

This punch contains the boxing techniques of the four realms, as well as a small part of Lu Sheng's physical strength.

The fist hasn't come out yet.

A visually distorted area appeared above the fist face.

It was an optical illusion caused by the sheer force of compressing the air to the extreme.

Wang Xin's sword Gang Dao Qi or something, once it invades the twisted mass, it will be annihilated immediately.

It's like running into a black hole and disappearing all 890.

Wang Xin's eyes widened, and he watched as the knife gang at the front of his long knife shattered inch by inch before Lu Sheng's fist fell.

Like poor quality porcelain.

Tell him directly, if Lu Sheng's punch falls…

He will die!

Wang Xin couldn't care about anything else, almost subconsciously.

"Blood-burning, three stacks of mad knives – surging waves!"

A certain secret skill was activated instantly, and the blood power in Wang Xin's body soared.

Gang Qi originates from Qi and blood.

The knife gang on the long knife also skyrocketed, and vibrated at a high speed according to a special frequency, inspiring an unparalleled edge.

This is the secret sword technique created by Wang Xin's mentor, the eighth-level grandmaster Hailong Pavilion personally tailored for him.

It can make his strength skyrocket by more than 50% in an instant.

Although there will be a long period of weakness after that, but it is worth it!

This was specially prepared by Wang Xin for the Ji Dao Twins and Beyond Saint Miao.

Now, forced to use it on Lu Sheng.

But that doesn't matter.

"Beat me!"

Wang Xin shouted.

And the next second…

Lu Sheng's fist fell.

The fist that was as white as jade easily smashed the thick knife Gang, and slammed it heavily on Wang Xin's chest, blasting him with the knife more than 20 meters away.

Lu Sheng frowned, took two steps forward quickly, stared at Wang Xin and said with some dissatisfaction: "Isn't it telling you to use all your strength? Why don't you use it? If there is a real life-and-death battle, you are already dead, you know?

The goshawk fights the rabbit with all his strength, as a graduate of the Seven Saints University, doesn't he even know the truth?

never mind…"

Lu Sheng shook his head and said sternly, "I'll give you another chance. If you have any secret skills to stimulate your potential, let's use them all."

In the distance, Wang Xin, who was struggling just now, heard this sentence.

A mass of blood surged up in his chest.

Where am I not using all my strength, which eye of yours sees that I am not using all my strength?

I even used the secret technique of pressing the bottom of the box!

I… a grass mud horse!

Wang Xin finally couldn't help it, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and he rolled his eyes and fainted.