Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 150 Arrogant Remarks

The power of the eighth level of martial arts covers the entire martial arts world.

All the water flows began to ripple slightly, and then the water in the middle suddenly sank downward, forming a huge circle that covered an area of ​​several miles. The circle continued to spread outward, forming layers of stepped rings.

The rings were stacked one on top of another, a bit like the Roman Colosseum that Lu Ming had seen in his previous life.

These rings are circles of seats, and the huge circle in the middle is the arena.

At the same time, a large amount of water vapor rose up and turned into thick fog, filling the sky above Wuhai.

Just when Lu Ming was a little confused, he suddenly saw pavilions, towers, and figures reflected in the mist. After being refracted and magnified, they were magnified dozens of times.

It looked like the palace and gods in heaven.

"Holographic projection?"

A strange thought suddenly occurred to Lu Ming's mind. This time, the Martial Temple was really generous, letting a great martial artist of the eighth level take action and turning the entire Martial Sea into a fighting arena.

Considering that there were too many people coming to watch the game and people far away might not be able to see it, they specially used water vapor to refract the light and created a large-scale projection.

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No one has challenged the position of Shihe in the Temple of Martial Arts for many years, and the momentum created this time is particularly huge.

This incident not only spread throughout Zhongzhou, but also reached many nearby provinces.

It is rumored that this duel is the most powerful martial arts competition under the seventh level of martial arts. To some extent, it also represents the fight between the ultimate human martial artists.

Because from then on, warriors began to behave like less human beings.

Ten days ago, warriors from all over the country began arriving one after another. Although there were no tickets for this competition, to enter the Wuhai, one needed a certificate issued by the local government, proving that the participant possessed at least the first level of martial arts proficiency.

Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't have any credentials, but you need to prove that you have at least the third level of martial arts strength.

Despite the many restrictions, there were still too many people coming to watch the game.

The day before the battle, the number of people had exceeded 100,000, of which about 30,000 were warriors, and the others were just there to join in the fun.

Because the Martial Temple uses clouds and fog for projection, you can still see the battle scenes even if you don’t enter the scene.

Fortunately, there is a city with a special Wu Temple near Wu Lake, which can barely accommodate so many people.

“What a grand event.”

In order to maintain public order for more than 100,000 people, most of the disciples of the Wu Temple were sent out to various places in Wuhai to carry out the work of guiding and maintaining public order.

Wei Yun and others had just been recruited, but they were quickly arranged to different places for reception.

However, when they saw the dense crowds of warriors, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

A real man should be like this.

After this battle, I'm afraid Senior Brother Lu will become famous all over the world.

For warriors, this is the most desirable thing.

As the day of the competition arrived, warriors from all over the place entered the arena one after another. When these warriors saw that the entire martial arts sea had been transformed into an arena, they were all dumbfounded.

Especially the place where they were sitting, which was all condensed from water. When they poked it with their hands, it was tough and elastic. All this completely subverted their imagination.

All warriors know that the Martial Temple possesses the most powerful techniques and the strongest warriors in the world.

But is this scene right now really the power that martial arts can produce?

It was incredible. Those sitting at the bottom were ordinary warriors with lower strength, while masters of martial arts above the fourth level from all over the country could sit in the middle.

All the masters in the Qi realm sat on high places.

As for the highest position with the best view, it is reserved for senior officials of the Temple of Martial Arts, officials of the third rank and above in the imperial court, and various nobles.

At first glance, it was packed with people, looking extremely spectacular.

"I don't know how Senior Brother Lu cultivated. He's so young, but his strength has already reached such a high level."

Wei Yun and several others stood at the gap in the steps to maintain public order. However, because the Martial Temple was famous, not many people dared to act recklessly, so they were quite free.

"The talents of people are sometimes much greater than those of people and dogs."

Not far away, an older disciple heard this and couldn't help but interrupt.

Anyone who can enter the Temple of Martial Arts is considered a genius in the eyes of others, but they also know better how terrifying the real geniuses in this world are.

Wei Yun and others did not say anything, but agreed with it deeply.

"Senior Brother Lu is here!"

Just as they were sighing, a figure was approaching in the distance, and this figure was also reflected in the clouds above Wuhai.

This is a young man wearing a sky blue brocade robe. He has handsome features, narrow eyes, and a faint smile on his lips. While he gives people a good impression, he also seems to have a sense of alienation.

"Is this some kind of Qinggong?"

Normal warriors cannot fly. No matter how deep your true energy is, you can only use light skills to fly dozens of feet. At most, you can take a few breaths in the air and fly up, but you can't sustain it for a long time.

However, if you melt the magic weapon, you can use it to fly.

But at this moment, there didn't seem to be any magical weapons or precious lights on Lu Ming.

Under the awe-filled gazes of the crowd, Lu Ming slowly descended to the highest position. Beside him sat all the high-level officials of the Zhongzhou Martial Temple.

The middle-aged man surrounded by the crowd should be the chief priest of Zhongzhou Martial Temple, and almost the person with the highest status in the world.

I heard that this high priest has only been in office for about twenty years and still has eighty years left in his term.

Lu Ming simply couldn't wait that long, so he had to act more drastically.

"Lu Ming, these are the names of those who are challenging you. There are a total of 162 people. You need to defeat them all within ten days to obtain the position of Shibei."

On the side, a dean handed him a booklet.

The booklet contains a lot of information about everyone, including their names, martial arts skills they are proficient in, their strength levels, etc. If you read it in advance, you will be able to have some ideas.

"No, it's too much trouble."

Lu Ming shook his head. It wasn't that he found reading the book too troublesome, but he found fighting for ten days straight too tiring.

"I'm applying to modify the competition system to allow me to fight all the warriors in the first battle."

"No matter what method they use, whether they are good at fists or weapons, as long as one of them can defeat me, they will be considered the winner."

Lu Ming spoke softly.

He spoke lightly, but to the high-ranking officials of the Martial Temple, his words were like a big stone falling into a pond.

Everyone's first reaction was arrogance. This was the top martial arts master among the more than one hundred martial arts temples. Even if all the martial artists who had seized the position of Shihe throughout history stood up, they would not dare to say such big words.

(End of this chapter)