I'm being watched by a sword

Chapter 382 I Really Just Confirmed the Name

The fourth performance is Wutai.

Lu Shan stood on the stage, quietly waiting for the young man in short clothes and shorts.

As one of the top 40 beings under the age of [-] in the Sword Academy, Wang Minglang has never been directly challenged by anyone.

When he heard his name, he thought there was something wrong with his ears. He looked up at Lu Shan standing on the stage in disbelief, and sneered in his heart:

"This man is so arrogant! Really think that you are invincible after comprehending the three-point sword heart? I will let you know how big the world is today!"

The ten top [-] contestants sitting under the stage were also taken aback:
"Even if you don't do your homework beforehand, you still have to look at your aura!"

"Looking at that person who is wearing shorts and shorts in this weather, he is definitely a maverick existence, no matter how you say it, he is a bit capable!"

"Aren't you a little uncomfortable to challenge him without saying anything?"

The onlookers who stood and watched the bustle were also shocked, knowing more or less the dazzling achievements of the young man in shorts and shorts:
"He actually challenged Wang Minglang?"

"That's the guy who treats X-level monsters like shredding ducks with his hands. He even smashed the hard three-foot Qingfeng sword with his bare hands."

"It's more than that, you probably don't know, he was once slashed by a half-immortal and he didn't die!"

"Who doesn't know that, I was still there! That half-immortal didn't intend to kill him, the force wasn't very heavy, otherwise he might not be able to carry it!"

"Even if the strength is not very heavy, can you survive under the attack of the half-immortal level?"

"How could it be possible for me? Don't be ridiculous. But this one is really amazing, he is a semi-immortal existence!"

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, Wang Minglang slowly stood up.

As he got up, the aura around him gradually became stronger.

Then, he walked towards the martial arts stage unhurriedly, gathering momentum with every step.His idea is very simple, that is——

One punch smashed the arrogance of this "second lady's fiancé".

Looking at the young man wearing shorts and shorts who was getting more and more imposing, he lowered his head and glanced at his feet, Lu Shan wanted to laugh a little:

"Hehe, your slippers are too stealthy!"

Out of politeness, I can't say this, I can only laugh in my heart.

However, Wang Minglang couldn't see the smile on his mouth, and his heart was full of anger:

"How dare you, Lu Shan, laugh at me! I'll let you taste... the feeling of being crushed... the feeling of breaking bones!"

With anger, he stepped onto the stage step by step.

When he stood in front of Lu Shan, the momentum around him was extremely strong, and it seemed that he might explode at any time.

The ordinary-looking middle-aged female referee saw Wang Minglang on the martial arts stage, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, she said loudly, "The competition...begins!"

Following the referee's order, Wang Minglang's feet were extremely fast, and he punched Lu Shan ten meters away.

The rumbling sound was like a burst of thunder, forming a powerful fist wind, which rushed straight to Lu Shan.

Lu Shan stood on the spot, his body didn't move, there seemed to be fluctuations in mana energy on the surface of his body, but there didn't seem to be any, it was the stone skin technique!

When the powerful fist wind just touched his body surface, it immediately triggered the special effect of the stone skin technique - counterattack.

And he took advantage of the power of this counterattack to quickly retreat sideways, dodging the frontal attack of Wang Minglang's powerful fist wind that had accumulated a whole body of momentum.

Seeing this, Wang Minglang smiled wickedly, and his aura grew stronger again, and he roared, "Die!"

With his loud roar, the powerful fist wind that contained a whole body suddenly became stronger again, and approached Lu Shan who was retreating rapidly with a bang.

Lu Shan was startled suddenly, and said in his heart: "This move is not bad, it can also explode again, it seems to be much stronger than the punching style just now!"

Thinking this way, even though he wanted to dodge, he still couldn't avoid the strong blow of the second burst of fist wind.

Fortunately, the stone skin technique resisted most of the strength for him, and countered most of the punches, he just felt a little numb all over.

However, in the eyes of Wang Minglang and everyone in the audience, Lu Shan was seriously injured and had no strength to fight.

Lu Shan's gray coat became tattered, and the exposed skin was covered with fine wounds, and strands of blood were continuously overflowing from the fine wounds.

Only the ordinary-looking female referee and the young man who ranked first in the rookie list, his eyes were full of surprise, and he felt incredible for the "seriously injured" Lu Shan:

"Even though he didn't dodge, and even withstood almost all of Fist Wind's attacks, why didn't he get hurt at all? Those seemingly tragic fine wounds are actually just skin wounds!"

Lu Shan bowed his waist, panting heavily, looking at his body in tatters, he remembered the clothes Su Yi bought for himself in his spare time, and said with a smile:
"The clothes are really old for a while, it's time to change them, it saves me some trouble."

"However, such a result is not what I want. I still have to win this match, or I will completely lose the opportunity to enter the first secret realm."

"Old man Shen is not easy to talk to. If my master had already made arrangements! He would be fine, and let me fight for this spot, really! Unscrupulous old man!"

From Lu Shan's point of view, it was Shen Zhengjing's fault.

Otherwise, how can he say that he is also the principal's grandson, Duan Shui Liu's apprentice, and Su Yi's fiancé, so it is only natural that he wants a place in the first secret realm?
In fact, it was precisely because of these titles that Shen Zhengjing objected to giving Lu Shan a quota.

After all, the only identity he doesn't have is the identity of a swordsman in the Sword Academy.

Of course, letting Lu Shan participate in the competition also means to test one another.

As Su Yi's fiancé, the topic is too high, if it is really too bad, Shen Zhengjing, as a great-grandfather, would not agree.

On the stage, Wang Minglang felt that the winning ticket was in his hands, walked slowly within ten steps of Lu Shan, and said with a sneer:
"What about the second lady's fiancé? What an embarrassment to the Shen family! How dare you challenge me, you have nothing to do with it, you are looking for death!"

Lu Shan smiled slightly, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked, "I just heard that the people below were talking about Wang Minglang, so your name should be Wang Minglang?"

Wang Minglang sneered and said: "It's useless to delay, even if you recover a bit, no matter how I beat you to the ground just now, I can still beat you to the ground later!"

Lu Shan smiled and said: "I know, you are very powerful! That means, you are Wang Minglang."

Wang Minglang's face twitched, and he thought: "Why do you keep asking my name?"

Seeing that Wang Minglang did not speak, Lu Shan smiled and said, "Wang Minglang, if you do not speak, I will take it as your acquiescence, and you are Wang Minglang!"

Listening to Lu Shan's words, Wang Minglang didn't like it at all. He always felt that Lu Shan was teasing him, and a raging fire suddenly ignited in his mind, and he shouted:

"Lu Shan, you haven't taken the initiative to admit defeat! You really think that you are the second lady's fiancé, so I dare not seriously hurt you!"

Lu Shan rubbed the center of his brows, with the black sword in his hand, with a smile on his face, he swung the sword, and his figure disappeared instantly.

boom!Wang Minglang fell to the ground, spitting blood at the mouth.

Just as he wanted to get up, he saw a black sword being slapped on his forehead, and he passed out instantly.

Standing beside him, Lu Shan poked his thick skin with a black sword, and immediately oozes blood, muttering to himself:
"The skin is quite thick! I just want to confirm whether the Wang Minglang that others are talking about is you. Are you so excited?"

(End of this chapter)