This match and the few that followed ended quickly as well. Only those whose strength was relatively evenly matched fought for any length of time; the rest were basically one-sided crushes.
Thus, the third round soon arrived. In the penultimate match of this round, Lu Ming faced Li Biehe.
Everyone's attention turned toward these two rising stars, eager to find out who was stronger.
Most people believed Li Biehe had a greater chance of winning. Not only was he in the late Zhen Qi Realm, but he also possessed a mysterious and formidable cultivation art.
As for Lu Ming, although his External Skill was powerful and his strength immense, his attacks were ineffective and could even be turned back against him. Winning would be difficult.
However, a tiny minority believed that neither of them might be able to do anything to the other. After all, Lu Ming was incredibly fast. If he couldn't beat him, couldn't he at least dodge?
Holding their own opinions, everyone looked toward the platform expectantly.
"I've waited a long time for this moment."
Li Biehe said in a deep voice, "Your techniques are ineffective against me, so you're bound to lose this match!"
"Not necessarily."
Lu Ming couldn't be bothered to waste words. He attacked directly, vanishing from where he stood.
"Hmph."
Li Biehe snorted coldly. In truth, he wasn't as confident as he appeared. After all, Lu Ming's speed was plain for all to see.
Thus, the moment Lu Ming vanished, he hurriedly circulated the Heavenly Sun Divine Art, concentrating all his energy on catching Lu Ming's position.
Bang!
In an instant, his back took a solid palm strike. However, unlike Huan Shaoyue, he didn't seize the opportunity to counterattack. Instead, he borrowed the force to pull away.
"I told you, your attacks are