This match, along with the next few, ended quickly as well. Only opponents of similar strength fought for a while; the rest were basically one-sided crushes.
Thus, the third round soon arrived. In the second-to-last match of this round, Lu Ming faced Li Biehe.
For these two rising new stars, nearly everyone turned to watch, wanting to see who would come out on top.
Most guessed that Li Biehe had better odds of winning, because not only was he at the Late True Qi Realm, he also possessed a mysterious and formidable cultivation technique.
As for Lu Ming, while his external martial arts were formidable and his strength immense, his attacks were ineffective and could even be countered. Winning would be difficult.
However, a very small number believed that neither of them might be able to do anything to the other. After all, Lu Ming was incredibly fast—if he could not fight, could he not at least run?
With their differing opinions, everyone looked expectantly toward the stage.
"I've waited a long time for this moment."
Li Biehe said in a deep voice, "Your moves are ineffective against me, so you are bound to lose this match!"
"Not necessarily."
Lu Ming could not be bothered with nonsense. He moved at once, vanishing from where he stood.
"Hmph."
Li Biehe snorted coldly. In truth, he was not as confident as he appeared. Lu Ming's speed was there for all to see.
So the instant Lu Ming vanished, he hurriedly activated [Heavenly Illumination Divine Art], concentrating with all his might to catch Lu Ming's position.
Bang!
In an instant, his back took a solid palm strike. Yet instead of counterattacking as Huan Shaoyue had done, he borrowed the force to pull away and widen the distance.
"I told you, your attacks are