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In the early hours of the morning, Lu Lin brought Liu Feiyan, who had red eyes and an extremely haggard and pale face, and Lu Yue, who was crying non-stop, to Lu Tianen's residence.

"Brother, wake up quickly, Yue'er misses you so much." Lu Yue sat in Lu Tianen's arms and cried sadly.

"Ming'er, Ming'er." Unable to bear the blow, Liu Feiyan called Lu Ming's name in a daze.

Two spirit pills and two powerful forces continued to repair Lu Ming's injuries, and the corners of his mouth began to ooze blood.

As the blood was overflowing, Lu Ming's face gradually turned a tinge of blood, and his pulse started to beat slightly!

The sky is getting brighter, today will be the last day of the Lu Family Grand Competition, and the intensity will be much stronger than the competitions of the previous few days, which makes all the audience look forward to it, especially the competition for No.1 and No.2.

More importantly, they are very concerned about Lu Ming's injury, and look forward to Lu Ming's comeback to compete again!

But they were disappointed. It was less than half an hour before the competition started, and Lu Ming still couldn't be seen!

"Can't he come?" This is the question that the audience was thinking at the same time.

The patriarch and Lu Feng have been silently looking at the direction of the five elders, but the expectations on the faces of the patriarch and Lu Feng have gradually been replaced by disappointment.

Lu Feng appreciates Lu Ming. Although he can let him directly enter Qing Yunzong, he wants to see Lu Ming use his own strength to prove to others that he has the strength to enter the top three!

The big competition time has arrived, but the patriarch did not give the order to start, he was waiting for Lu Feng's nod.

An hour has passed. Although Dabi delayed, there was no voice of dissatisfaction.

Lu Feng nodded, with a hint of helplessness and disappointment on his face.

"Compete for the top three today!" Lu Tianhao's voice spread to every corner of the competition field, and the field suddenly became noisy.

Many people were very disappointed that Lu Ming did not come, and even called on the patriarch to tell everyone about Lu Ming's situation.

But soon, these voices were attracted by the fierce battle on the field.

The nine contestants on the platform are divided into two levels of cultivation. Lu Wu and Lu Hong are at the same level, both reaching the eighth level. The other seven are mostly at the seventh level, and only two are at the sixth level. It can be said that their ability to enter the top ten is entirely due to luck.

The other seven disciples wanted to challenge Lu Wu and Lu Hong. They knew they were no opponents. The only thing they were lucky about was that Lu Ming was injured and unable to compete, so they had a chance to get No.3. This was their only chance. One quota, so the battle is fierce and abnormal!

The two disciples at the peak of the sixth floor withdrew from the competition, and they were already very satisfied with being able to enter the top ten.

"Bang, ah!" With a sound of unwilling anger and a collision of spiritual power, another person was defeated.

"It's a good fight, let's do it again!" an unknown disciple shouted more and more courageously, no one wanted to withdraw from the competition for the top three.

Roaring, unwilling, bloody, some of the disciples on the battle stage were already red-eyed, only two did not fight, but looked at each other, they were Lu Wu and Lu Hong.

"Senior Sister, I want to compete with you for the ownership of No.1 this year, and please be merciful, Senior Sister." A smile appeared on Lu Wu's handsome face, which made many female disciples' hearts flutter.

"Junior brother is too modest. Your current strength is comparable to mine. Maybe you are showing mercy to my subordinates." Lu Hong said with a moving smile, and many male disciples who watched did not blink.

The conversation between the two immediately attracted the attention of almost everyone present, and this was the highlight of the day.

Several other people who were fighting also stopped fighting.

"Lu Wu." Lu Wu straightened his face, put away his smile, and replaced it with a serious look.

"Lu Hong." Lu Hong hugged Lu Wu with a smile.

"Senior Sister, give me a Spiritual Wind Sword Jue!" Lu Wu was not polite, and directly used the rare stunt of the Lu family. A mid-eighth level of spiritual power was emitted from Lu Wu's sword, and quickly slashed at Lu Wu. rainbow.

The Lingfeng Sword Art is very famous in the Lu family, and it is also known for its speed, making it hard to guard against.

Lu Hong looked solemnly at the galloping sword qi, not daring to be negligent, and took out a delicate sword. The spiritual power of the eighth level of Qi training also gradually flowed out, and dispelled Lu Wu's sword qi head-on.

The two backed out two steps at the same time, this round was a draw, and the audience watched quietly, especially the young disciple, his eyes were wide open, the two of them rarely make a move at ordinary times, and naturally they would not let go when they encountered such an opportunity Pass.

"Junior brother has made great progress, it seems that he has put in a lot of effort." Lu Hong said to Lu Wu, with a serious look on his face.

"Senior sister didn't fall behind either."

The fight between the two seemed ordinary, but both of them used [-]% of their spiritual power.

"Junior brother take me a move."

Lu Hong's sword light suddenly increased greatly, and a silver-white sword energy continuously gathered on her sword, and a small silver-white dragon faintly emerged from the silver-white aura.

"Silver Dragon Art!" Many disciples shouted in shock when they saw the drawn little dragon.

They were shocked in their hearts, this is the Lu family's method second only to Dragon Tiger Boxing and another martial art, the eighth-rank intermediate peak martial art!

"She has actually reached the eighth level, the level of manifestation!" Many elders were shocked, only the patriarch nodded with a smile.

"Proud!" With a dragon chant, a silver-white air dragon flew into the air, heading straight for Lu Wu!

Seeing the silver dragon, many disciples were very excited. Although it was very vague, the outline of the dragon made them excited. This is a dragon, and it is just a legendary existence!

After Lu Wu saw Lu Hong using the Yinlong Jue, his expression remained solemn. When he saw the Spirit Dragon transform, his sword also moved.

A trace of cold light appeared on his sword, and a burst of cold air emerged, which made people feel a chill rising in their hearts. .

"This is a technique created by the ancestors of the three generations, the Ice Sword Art!" Many people opened their mouths in surprise.

The ancestors of these three generations are known to everyone, they are extremely talented, during the Qi training period, they created their own Kung Fu Frost Sword Art, and later he has been practicing it into a peerless supernatural power, the Frost Seal, once this seal is released, it will be frozen for thousands of miles!Afterwards, he continued to revise it, leaving a second-grade peak kung fu for future generations, but no one has practiced it yet, and it has become the best of the Lu family.

"He actually managed to master the Ice Sword Art!" Even the patriarch was shocked.

It's a long story, when the spirit dragon rushed towards it, a mist formed by a cold light surrounded the silver dragon tightly, and the spirit dragon kept rampaging in the air mass, ebbing and flowing.

The two of them also gradually turned pale due to the consumption of spiritual power. Using this kind of exercise requires a lot of spiritual power, and it is easy to hurt themselves if they do not achieve great success.

"It's not bad that the two juniors have such talents!" Lu Feng laughed and praised.

"Brother Lu is absurd. It's nothing compared to your core disciples of Qingyun Sect." Lu Tianhao said.

"Haha, you should underestimate them. Even if they are the junior core disciples of Qing Yunzong, these two people will definitely be in the top fifty!" Lu Feng said with a smile.

Lu Tianhao's expression changed, and he was very happy. There are hundreds of core disciples of Qingyunzong, and it is not an ordinary person who can make it into the top [-]. After all, the resources in Qingyunzong are not comparable to his Lu family.

Lu Wu and Lu Hong on the battle stage were already sweating, obviously their spiritual energy was exhausted.

The fog and the silver dragon between the two have also gradually faded and are about to dissipate.

"Deng Deng Deng." At the moment when the dragon and the air ball dissipated, the two retreated five steps each, their faces pale and their bodies weak.

"Okay!" There was applause from the audience.

"Haha, good!" Lu Feng also applauded.

The two of them were also shocked by each other's martial arts in their hearts, and looked at each other in shock.

Two strands of spiritual power were shot out from the hands of the patriarch and Lu Feng, and shot at Lu Wu and Lu Hong. The two strands of spiritual energy entered their bodies, and they felt their bodies tremble immediately, and the spiritual power in their bodies recovered by [-]%.

"Tie?" The contest between the two did not tell the winner!

"Prepare another reward for No.1!" The patriarch said suddenly, dispelling the doubts in everyone's mind.

Seeing the process and results of the competition between the two, the disciples and monks in the audience were horrified.

Many people are thinking, if Lu Ming is compared with them, whoever wins, after all, the dragon tiger boxing practiced by Lu Ming is a ninth-rank martial art!

Thinking about it, many people in Lu Ming showed pity on their faces.

Not only them, but also the patriarch and Lu Feng.

There is only the last place left in Dabi, and people are looking forward to who will get the third place.

"The competition for the last place continues!"

As soon as the elder referee's words fell, suddenly a golden light flashed across the arena and headed straight for the arena!

"Who is so bold and dares to go straight to the big stage!"

"Who is coming! Why didn't the patriarch stop it!" Many viewers were confused by the sudden change.

The disciples who were about to fight on the stage also stopped to look at the galloping golden light.

When the patriarch and Lu Feng saw the flash of golden light, smiles gradually appeared on their faces.

The golden light fell, and there were five people standing on the stage, and it was Lu Ming and the others.

Seeing them, Lu Wu's face showed anticipation, and a fighting spirit burst out from him, alarming the elders around him.

"Lu Ming!" Shocking shouts suddenly erupted from the arena.

At this moment, the big competition was boiling, "Lu Ming, Lu Ming!" The voice of "Lu Ming, Lu Ming!" brought this big competition into real excitement!

Lu Ming is here!