Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 58: The bike you are reluctant to ride, others stand up and pedal (Happy Chinese New Year, everyone!)

"Junior Brother Yan, come and sit down!"

Lu Ming had beaten Yan Sheng up, but now he seemed to be fine. He enthusiastically pulled out a stool for him and poured him a full glass of tea.

He blinked and looked at Yan Sheng expectantly.

Yan Sheng pursed his lips but said nothing.

"Speak, Junior Brother Yan."

Lu Ming's eyes were filled with anticipation, and he even rubbed his hands.

But Yan Sheng still didn't speak, and the entire fifth floor of Yanyu Tower seemed to have fallen into a strange silence.

"Oh, someone else is coming across the lake."

There were already quite a few warriors standing downstairs. After witnessing the battle between Lu Ming and Yan Sheng, they all gave up the idea of ​​competing with them.

I have long heard that the warriors in the Martial Temple are incredibly powerful, and the disciples in the Martial Arts Hall are the best among them.

After seeing it today, I finally understand how big the world is.

On one side of Yan Lake, a handsome young man, waving a folding fan, stepped on the water. Every time he stepped on the water, a frost flower automatically condensed on the surface, and when he lifted his foot, the frost flower dispersed.

"So it's Master Wei Yingxue from the Yu'an Prefecture Martial Temple. He was born with the [Sky Frost Martial Body], a variant of the water-attributed martial body. Practicing various water, ice, and yin-attributed techniques naturally grants him enormous bonuses. Rumor has it that he's only twenty-five years old this year, but he's already reached the fourth level of the [Inner Strength] realm in the martial arts..."

Bingzhou has twelve prefectures, Tai'an Prefecture is the capital, and Yu'an Prefecture is also quite powerful.

"Damn it, are you going to tell me or not?"

But at this moment, a stool flew out from the fifth floor of Yanyu Tower, like a cannonball.

Before Young Master Wei Yingxue could react, the stool fell on his head. The enormous force instantly knocked him backwards and he fell heavily on the lake. It was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

Everyone seemed to be strangled by the throat, and the scene fell silent in an instant.

Some people were eager to try and cross the lake, but when they saw this scene, they immediately retracted their heads.

Of course, everyone in the Misty Rain Tower knew who threw the stool, but no one dared to speak out.

Lu Ming was a lawless man, completely undisciplined and unscrupulous, never caring about the consequences. Now, it seemed he had to add another flaw: his moods were capricious and his will was stubborn!

"Junior Brother Yan, are you really not going to tell me?"

A sinister smile appeared on Lu Ming's lips, his pupils glowed with colorful light, and his telekinesis unscrupulously invaded Yan Sheng's mind.

"Qiang."

Feeling the tremendous pressure he exerted, a hazy green light appeared outside Yan Sheng's body, and the Qingying Divine Sword was forced out of Yan Sheng's body again.

Lu Ming grabbed the hilt of the Qingying Sword with a sudden move.

"Since you won't tell me, I will use this magical weapon to test the swords of all the heroes in the world!"

He laughed loudly, and the energy around him surged. The terrifying telekinesis then poured back into the sword. The spirit inside the sword let out a mournful cry and struggled frantically.

But after Lu Ming's spirit had been strengthened several times, it was easy for him to suppress the mere sword spirit.

In an instant, a green light several feet long burst out from the Qingying Sword, light and sharp.

"boom."

Lu Ming jumped out of the Misty Rain Tower holding a long sword, his whole body suspended above the water, swinging the long sword down.

I saw that the lake was divided into two parts by a sword, and the waves were surging high and lasted for a long time.

"From now on, I am the number one martial artist in Bingzhou. I don't care whether you attack me in a siege, a melee, a round-robin battle, or a one-on-one fight. As long as you can defeat me, I will honor you as the number one young man in Bingzhou."

"Does anyone dare to come up and test whether my Qingying Sword is sharp?" Lu Ming shouted softly, and the罡气 covered his mouth and tongue. In an instant, his tongue was like a spring thunder, resounding throughout the Yanhu Lake.

Whether it was the people watching on the shore or the warriors on the Misty Rain Tower, all of them turned pale. This man was too arrogant and conceited.

But many people secretly marveled that true heroes in the world are probably like this.

How many warriors in the world only know how to protect themselves? But without the invincible spirit of being the best swordsman, how can they truly embark on the difficult road to invincibility?
"I'll fight you."

"I am..."

Among the crowd on the shore, a young man let out a long shout, his body soared up, and then he took a deep breath and jumped, walking among the lotus leaves in the lake.

But before he could finish his words, an astonishing sword energy burst out from more than ten feet away, slashing out a brilliant sword energy shadow.

The man was startled and tried to dodge in panic.

But the long sword rang softly, and the sword energy spread across the frost, instantly splitting the lotus pond that reached the sky into two.

This man was in a state of panic. The unparalleled sword energy just now brushed past his side. If it had deviated a little more, he would have been split in two.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in the names of my defeated opponents."

Lu Ming carried the Qingying Sword on his shoulder. After he had just forced it to activate, the sword's appearance became increasingly darker.

Yan Sheng upstairs was heartbroken. How could he describe this feeling? The bike you yourself were reluctant to ride was being pedaled by others, and the goddess you yourself were reluctant to touch was being pedaled by others.

The young man had a pale face. He bowed to Lu Ming and then swam back to the shore from the lake.

He also knew that the other party was holding back, otherwise he would have died here today.

"I told you guys you can come together, I don't mind."

"Ten, a hundred, a thousand!"

"You guys come together."

Lu Ming laughed loudly, his eyes sweeping over everyone. He wished these people could put more pressure on him so that he could evolve faster.

But so far, it’s too weak, these people are too weak!
His aura alone actually suppressed all the warriors in Yanhu.

"You rely on a magical weapon and think you can do whatever you want, but don't underestimate the people of the world."

A cold voice came from the edge of Yan Lake.

Then the crowd dispersed and a young man with a strange appearance came out.

This person was not tall, but had a head full of fluffy golden hair, even his eyebrows and pupils were golden.

It was as if his entire body was a ball of blazing flame, ready to burn everything at any time.

"It's Shan Wuji, a student at the Wujing Hall. He possesses a top-grade martial body, the [Fiery Light Immaculate Body], a variant of the fire-attributed martial body. He has already broken through the barrier three times. He's only in his early thirties this year, and it's said he can refine true qi at any time."

Once he possesses true energy, he will reach the sixth level of martial arts. Combined with his supreme martial body, even the masters of the older generation will find it difficult to compete with him.

"I also have a magic weapon."

Shan Wuji slowly stepped onto the water, as if an invisible force covered his feet, allowing him to walk freely on the water.

With every step he took, his aura grew stronger. At the same time, golden light spread from his hands and turned into a pair of sharp claws.

"My magic weapon seems to be a little more powerful than yours."

Shan Wuji raised his claws and looked at Lu Ming.

(End of this chapter)