Wonderful, it's really amazing.

He knew that if Huang Ruochen hit the fierce punch, the victory would be locked. Even if Lu Yu was unbeaten, he would suffer a severe blow.

However, Huang Ruochen's punch fell into Lu Yu's eyes, which made Lu Yu shake his head repeatedly and said, "Xuanyue Sect is the gate of the imperial throne, and it inherits many imperial arts and immortal techniques. Now, there are only these broken techniques left. This iron fist is obviously derived from the evolution of the iron-winged fist ten thousand years ago, but it only inherits one shape but loses all the charm."

The low-level railway fist in this place has become the powerful martial arts of Xuanyue Sect now, which in his opinion is simply a shame.

Suddenly, Lu Yu moved.

Swish!

The purple light Guiyuan Gong was fully activated, and a beautiful purple light wandered in the palm of Lu Yu's hand.

With a sudden palm, the purple light rushed out like a big snake.

Bang!

This purple light broke through the blockade of the Railway Fist like a bamboo shoot, and finally hit Huang Ruochen's chest heavily.

"puff!"

Huang Ruochen immediately spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Amid everyone's shocked eyes, Huang Ruochen's burly body flew backwards, smashed the gate of the conference hall, and finally rolled outside.

Before everyone could enter the state of watching the game, the competition ended early!

One move, only one move!

Lu Yu defeated Huang Ruochen with just one move.

Before, everyone was speculating that Lu Yu could walk a few moves under Huang Ruochen's fist wind, but they didn't expect that Huang Ruochen could not walk a single move in Lu Yu's hands.

This is incredible!

"Oh my God...this..."

Everyone stared blankly at Huang Ruochen who was rolling out of the door, then at Lu Yu who was stretching his waist, and countless waves rose in their hearts.

This time, there was no Xuan Armored Spirit Tortoise to help, and there were no other surprises. It was a completely real and fair competition. The results were clearer. Huang Ruochen's strength was not as strong as Lu Yu.

The elder slapped the table in a fierce mood and shouted: "This competition doesn't count!"

He was unwilling to believe that his most optimistic grandson Huang Ruochen would be defeated by Lu Yu in one move.

Pang Xinghua shouted excitedly: "With everyone witnessing the competition, what else can there be problems? The result has come out, and Lu Yu won. From now on, Lu Yu will be the well-deserved disciple of the head! No one is allowed to have any objections."

The excitement in Pang Xinghua's heart at this time was hard to describe in words. Lu Yu brought him too much surprise.

"How can I let Lu Yu, who has garbage spiritual roots, be the leader's disciple! I don't agree!"

The Great Elder strongly objected.

Elder Qiao Xing is a staunch supporter of the head Pang Xinghua. He said: "The facts are right in front of you. This competition was personally presided over by the Great Elder. Is it all going to break the rules?"

Several elders from the neutral sect next to him pondered: "According to the rules, Lu Yu is indeed the eldest disciple of the head of the sect."

Several elders of the neutral sect also spoke, and the elder spoke speechlessly.

Even if the great elder is unwilling to give up, he will not be able to break the rules again and again.

Song Bai shouted in a deep voice: "Although Lu Yu won, his spiritual roots are so low that he is destined to have no future in this life. I am afraid that he will stay in the fifth level of the body-fixing realm for the rest of his life. How can our Xuanyue Sect choose such a person who has no potential to improve as the master's disciple?"

When Song Bai said this, many people nodded slowly.

Indeed, too low potential is Lu Yu's fatal weakness. Even if Lu Yu can defeat Huang Ruochen now, he will probably stay in the fifth level of the body for the rest of his life.

Lu Yu could only hear him say lightly: "Song Bai, you elder is too unsightly. I defeated Huang Ruochen so easily just now, so how could I do it by a three-level difference? If you have a careful sense of what level of cultivation I am?"

As he spoke, Lu Yu had completely released his cultivation.

Wow!

At this moment, everyone blurted out: "The Seventh Level of the Body-First Realm!"

Everyone finally knew Lu Yu’s true cultivation, but was shocked.

You should know that a few days ago, Lu Yu was still in the fifth level of the body-fixing realm. How long has it been since Lu Yu actually made a breakthrough.

How did the mere human-level first-class spiritual roots do it?

Genius monster! Genius monster!

At this moment, there was only one thought left in everyone's mind.

Lu Yu pointed directly at the elder and said, "Huang Ruochen is nineteen years old this year, and he is only at the eighth level of the body-fixing realm. I, Lu Yu, are currently only sixteen years old, but I have also been promoted to the seventh level of the body-fixing realm. Old man, who do you have more potential?"

Lu Yu directly called the eldest elder a "old man", but the eldest elder did not refute because he was shocked at this time.

Not only the Great Elder, but all the elders were shocked by Lu Yu's repeated performances.

Suddenly there was a silence of death in the audience.

Finally, Pang Xinghua's proud voice suddenly echoed in the audience: "Who else has the potential to be comparable to Lu Yu? In the past hundred years, which disciple of our Xuanyue Sect can compare to Lu Yu?"

At this time, Pang Xinghua had an indescribable feeling of being proud. First, it was Lu Yu who brought him unprecedented hope. Second, it was because he had been suppressed by the Great Elder for too long, and he finally won a game today.

"Lu Yu, don't worry about them, let's go!"

Pang Xinghua ignored the great elder and pulled Lu Yu away arrogantly.

...

The sensational elders meeting ended in an incredible way, and Lu Yu's reputation was pushed to a new height, which was at its peak.

Now when all the disciples saw Lu Yu, they respectfully called "Senior Brother". There are also many smart people who are trying to curry favor with Lu Yu, hoping to leave a good impression on Lu Yu.

After all, everyone knows that if nothing unexpected happens, Lu Yu will be the next head of their Xuanyue Sect.

As for Lu Yu's own strength, the disciples were convinced. Even Huang Ruochen was beaten into a bear by Lu Yu's move, let alone them.

Lu Yu, a sixteen-year-old boy, was walking on the road of Xuanyue Sect, listening to the constant shouts of "Senior Brother" in his ears. He nodded from time to time and responded to everyone.

Now that he has a different identity, he can freely enter and exit the Sutra Pavilion. After reading it, he found that many of the advanced martial arts of Xuanyue Sect have been lost, or only a few remaining pages are left.

"This Fist of the Wind and Waves and Prajna Dragon and Tiger Achievements were all developed by Lu Li, who spent a lot of time studying. It was a powerful martial art suitable for new disciples to practice. Unexpectedly, there was only a broken page with a starting style. What has Xuanyue Sect experienced over the past ten thousand years, and why has it gone down to this point."

Lu Yu sighed softly.

However, this broken page is not difficult for him. His Holy Jade of Reincarnation not only comes with his own skills, but also can repair skills!

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Chapter completed!