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Finished speaking, Lu Jian finally raised the shiny Longsword in his hand and pointed at Ming Yu.

On the battlefield of the Meeting of Heroes, there was never a saying that a fellow sect member was not allowed to fight. On the contrary, the Meeting of Heroes was fair to everyone, and no matter what background you had, as long as you had the strength, you could stand in front of everyone and obtain their respect.

Therefore, at this time, Lu Jian couldn't care about being humble either. This was a battle between the top four in the Group of Heroes, and it was impossible for him to be lenient just because Ming Yu and himself belonged to the same Flame Refinement Clan.

Ming Yu smiled. Looking at Lu Jian's current expression, he actually felt gratified in his heart.

He was glad that Lu Jian had already entered a battle-ready state. He admired Lu Jian's fighting spirit and confidence, so Ming Yu naturally wouldn't think about his fellow sect members' feelings.

A serious battle was the best form of respect for Lu Jian.

"Brother Lu Jian, I will not show you any mercy."

Ming Yu let his hands hang by his side as his five fingers relaxed. Immediately, his fingers became like steel bars, which creaked as they clenched tightly.

Just as Ming Yu clenched his fist tightly, his willpower rose to an unprecedented level!

At this moment, all of Ming Yu's willpower was directed at Lu Jian in front of him, without a single shred of willpower to leak out. Ming Yu did not only condense his zhen qi into a single point during his killing move, he was also guided by Soong Yuanyuan and focused his willpower onto Lu Jian's body!

"Hmm?"

Lu Jian slightly frowned. White-clothed Youth, who was like the spring breeze in front of him just now, had completely changed!

He was still dressed in white, but at this moment, his body was exuding a unique aura. It was a pristine white color, and he spoke without hesitation!

Both of his arms were covered with dragon and tiger stripes, as if he was soaking in a tide of will.

It was as if a dragon was soaring in the sky, while a tiger was dashing down from the high mountains. Its aura was astonishing, and when it pounced towards Lu Jian, it gave off an incredibly heavy feeling.

This buzzing wasn't shaking Lu Jian's eardrums, but his heart!

"What happened to me?"

Lu Jian suddenly woke up. He was only slightly dazed just now, but he felt as if a buzzing sound was going to invade his mind. Cold sweat even broke out on his back.

At this moment, he looked towards Ming Yu and saw Ming Yu walking towards him.

When Lu Jian saw Ming Yu's eyes, he was even attracted by them. Flames shot out from Ming Yu's eyes, as if it was a world of fire!

But how could there be a world within his eyes?

This thought flashed across Lu Jian's mind like lightning, but at this moment, when he looked around him again, he found that his surrounding was completely engulfed in flames. He was unable to see the surrounding black mass of people, and was unable to hear their shouts.

It was difficult to imagine that the current Lu Jian was only standing on top of his Battlestage, and his surroundings didn't emit any sound or movement. Ming Yu was only moving closer to him, and cold sweat was already seeping out of his forehead.

Suddenly, Ming Yu moved!

His movements were extremely slow. From the audience's point of view, Ming Yu only slowly stepped forward and punched towards Lu Jian's face with full of flaws.

However, at this very moment, in Lu Jian's eyes, Ming Yu, on the other hand, tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and sent a crazy punch over. His body moved, and the wind from his fist danced, as if it was bringing the entire world's light into his right fist.

"NO!"

Lu Jian's eyes widened as he forcefully raised his arm. Using all his strength, he stabbed forward with his sharp sword!

That sword light had even pierced through the air, but in the face of Ming Yu's powerful fist force, it was like a clay ox entering the sea. All of its sharpness disappeared at this moment.

The terrifying fire energy all passed from the tip of the Longsword's sword to the sword body, and then to the sword hilt. Finally, it passed through Lu Jian's right hand and spread throughout his entire body.

Boom!

Lu Jian felt like he was being crazily attacked. He felt as if his soul and will were being burnt to a crisp!

Pain, fear, hesitation, and helplessness came together from his soul. Under that fist, he actually felt weak and petty!

At this moment, all the flames disappeared, because Ming Yu was controlling his fist and there was no more movement.

"Ugh …" "Ugh …"

Lu Jian looked at Ming Yu, who was standing in front of him with his mouth wide open. He wanted to say something, but he had no idea what to say. He had no idea how to describe his shock at this moment!

Countless disciples around the Fire God Mountain saw, Ming Yu merely took a step forward and unleashed an extremely slow punch. Then, the tip of the sword in Lu Jian's hand lightly knocked against Ming Yu's right fist.

Immediately, Lu Jian froze on the spot!

Many people were baffled because they did not know what had happened to the two within the training hall.

It was as if they had agreed upon it beforehand, the Longsword s and fists lightly bumped against each other, as though they had completed some sort of ceremony, or perhaps they had reached some sort of agreement.

"How could this …"

Suddenly, Lu Jian muttered and shook his head. He fell back absentmindedly, and the Longsword in his hands also fell powerlessly to his side.

Ming Yu slowly retracted his right fist. He cupped his hands and slightly bowed as he said, "Senior Brother, sorry for the offense."

Just a moment ago, Ming Yu was still using the God Killing Fist, but the power of this seemingly ordinary God Killing Fist was even greater.

When it came to the sixth level of Battlestage, how could Ming Yu retract his will? Previously, when he had been sitting cross-legged, he had indeed been recovering the true energy within his body. At the same time, he had also absorbed all of the berserk will brought by the God Killing Fist into his mind.

And that fist just now, Ming Yu had gathered all of the Will within his God Killing Fist into one point, and charged towards Lu Jian.

Although on the surface it looked like a normal punch, without any bright spots, but in reality, Ming Yu's punch combined with the will of the God Killing Fist and struck out with the word "agglomerate".

It was also at that moment that the will of the God Killing Fist completely invaded Lu Jian's mind. Although Ming Yu had broken through the mental defense line because Lu Jian was not prepared previously, the will of this punch alone had completely defeated Lu Jian!

Just now, if it wasn't for Ming Yu stopping his attack in time, Lu Jian's spirit might have been severely damaged by Ming Yu!

"Ming Yu..." I really didn't think... "You …"

Looking at Ming Yu, Lu Jian's eyes had changed completely. He tried his best to accept the heavy shock Ming Yu brought him and tried to calm him down.

If it was said that Lu Jian was prejudiced against Ming Yu before, then now, it seemed that all the thoughts in his mind had long since vanished.

In the past, he thought that Ming Yu only had some talent. The reason why he was able to challenge experts above his level was because those experts weren't strong enough. That was why Ming Yu had the chance to win.

However, from the looks of it, Ming Yu's talent was not only limited to that.

This was because he had unleashed that seemingly silent and incomparably stunning punch!

If Ming Yu's zhen qi was lacking over the past half year, then how could his mind be stable. After all, both his mind and zhen qi had thought things through. If his zhen qi was lacking, then his mind would also be in chaos.

However, Lu Jian could feel an incomparable heaviness from Ming Yu's punch just now. This meant that Ming Yu's cultivation was very stable and his spirit and willpower had completely surpassed his own!

When he thought back to half a year ago, only then did Ming Yu resist Ouyang Daoyu's three moves without retreating at all. Only then did Lu Jian realize that Wu Tie was stronger than his willpower!

Otherwise, how could he have not retreated half a step even though he was severely injured half a year ago?

This kind of spirit was worthy of respect. And Ming Yu's own will was worthy of admiration from Lu Jian!

"I... "We lost."0

Lu Jian kept his Longsword and looked deeply at Ming Yu for a moment before walking down the Battlestage. In fact, the outcome of that punch was already decided, and Ming Yu had already shown mercy earlier.

It was because Ming Yu's punch had left a shadow in Lu Jian's heart. The sword could go according to one's will, but the sword could also go against one's will. How could one win if one's heart was disordered and one's sword was disordered?

Lu Jian knew that it wasn't a injustice for him to lose.

He just didn't expect White-clothed Youth, who was standing behind him, to be like Ming Yu …

Ming Yu had never been lucky because he definitely relied on his own strength to reach his current height. On the other hand, the opponents that he had never met before …

Lu Jian suddenly understood. It was very likely that the opponents he feared before had already been defeated by Ming Yu. It was Ming Yu who had helped him clear the way to advance!

So it turned out that the person who was truly lucky was him.

Lu Jian's mouth was trembling as he found it hard to accept this shocking fact.

And now, he discovered that the youth who pointed at the crowd and cursed in front of the two factions, his fist was sharper than his words!

"Hua …"

After seeing Lu Jian take the initiative to step down from the Battlestage, many disciples were puzzled.

No matter how you looked at it, it looked like it was playing around.

Everyone began to guess. Maybe Lu Jian was making way for Ming Yu, giving Ming Yu more opportunities to fight against the strong? But this was an annual event, and it was impossible for Lu Jian not to want this glorious fighter jet.

Many people understood that Lu Jian must have been secretly injured before, but he had been holding on till the end of the sixth level of Battlestage. From the softness of Lu Jian's sword stab just now, it was clear that he did not have enough strength.

Rather than losing to Ming Yu who was half a grade lower than him in the subsequent battles, it was better to just continue walking like this.

It was better to walk down than to roll and carry.

And at this very moment, Lu Jian, who had walked down the Battlestage, also helplessly sighed, not without more regrets, he did not expect Ming Yu to actually burst into the top four, although Ouyang Daoyu, Yue Lee, and Qin Fann were still in charge, before Ming Yu, Ming Yu, with the Core Controlling Stage realm, it was unparalleled honor for him to obtain the fourth place in the Flame Refinement Clan, while he, could only stop at the top eight.

Lu Jian couldn't help but clench his fist. He admitted that he was a little jealous.

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