Level Up in Martial World

As if in a tactical agreement, Lu Ming and Fang Ying also moved at the same time.

Sect Leader Feng and the Grand Elder's faces paled, seeing the three charge at them.

They were already having a difficult time handling the two. Now another person had joined the fray, and the aura emitted from him was at least equally strong, if not more powerful.

Suddenly, Sect Leader Feng remembered something which made her pale even more. She was going down to see, as in the midst of the battle, they felt some disturbance from the army.

For her, the army was crucial to their plan because the two were in a stalemate, and only then could they have a breakthrough in their situation.

"What happened to the army below?"

Hearing this, Lu Zhen chuckled with an amused gaze on her. "Naturally, I took care of them. I have already wiped out all the second-stage martial artists. Now only the weaklings are left that will be taken care of by my army."

"You… how is this possible?" Feng's eyes widened with disbelief.

There were hundreds of second-stage martial artists. Even for people of their strength, taking care of them so fast was not possible.

You have to know that if all the army's power concentrated, then taking care of a first-stage martial artist was not a problem.

And Lu Zhen said that he took care of all the second-stage martial artists already; this was completely impossible in her view.

Even if his strength was comparable to a mid first-stage martial artist.

However, she wasn't granted long to think as she saw the giant fist coming towards her, causing an enormous pressure to weigh down on her even before the fist landed.

With a helpless expression, Feng could only try her best to defend.

In just a few exchanges with Lu Zhen, her body became battered, and she was continuously vomiting blood.

"Aren't we in the same realm? How could you beat me so easily?" Feng's eyes gradually showed horror for the first time in her life.

Lu Zhen didn't reply, just using the sheer strength of his body to overwhelm her completely.

With the stacking of skills, his actual power was very close to a high first-stage martial artist, even if he didn't use Qi.

After she was beaten to the brink of death, he finally stopped, looking at his fist with a satisfied expression.

The intent engraved in his body really made his strength increase by leaps and bounds, enough for him to overwhelm her so easily.

Lu Zhen could beat his previous state before the breakthrough with two punches at most, even if he was in the bloodline form.

"Do you concede?" he asked in a simple tone to the horrified Feng.

But there was a fierce light hidden within it that made her unwilling to give up.

"Submit to me."

Lu Zhen asked again in a simple tone, "Do you concede?"

"What if I don't?" Sect Leader Feng looked at him coldly.

To this reply, he just chuckled.

Feng gritted her teeth. This person was underestimating her, and the one thing she disliked was people underestimating her.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on the Grand Elder, who was also beaten black and blue.

Originally, his strength slightly surpassed Lu Ming's, but now that two people ganged up on him, even if he wanted to run, he couldn't. He was simply cornered like a rat.

Feng knew that they had basically failed to make any breakthrough.

Instead, they were beaten by this inferior city. However, her pride couldn't allow it.

"That's right, as long as we can escape, we can call the elders and even other forces to join together. The inheritance cave is a big fat piece of meat, even if divided, it would be enough for us to rapidly increase our strength." Her eyes lit up as she slowly raised her gaze, resolutely looking at Lu Zhen.

"Let's retreat, Grand Elder." With a low shout, Feng immediately turned around, leaving the battlefield.

"Damn it," the Grand Elder gritted his teeth before turning around and leaving. Although he didn't want to admit it, they had already lost the battle now.

With undisguised hatred in his eyes, he also left, rapidly running away.

"I will come again. At that time, you damn bastards are dead…"

He left these words as his figure disappeared. Lu Ming and Fang Ying, who wanted to strike, were stunned before a helpless expression appeared on their faces.

Killing a first-stage martial artist was not an easy task.

Although with the combined might of the two of them it might be possible to kill him, a first-stage martial artist, no matter who it is, is not an ordinary person.

They are the geniuses among geniuses, so the power of the martial artist who has reached similar progress in the first-stage martial realm is not despair-inducing.

Just as the two had left, covering a span of many kilometers in a few breaths, suddenly both of them froze at the same time.

"You can't leave here today," Lu Zhen coldly stated, as if he was giving a command.

He opened his mouth, and instantly almost all the surrounding energy was absorbed by Lu Zhen.

The two who were at the distance were the main focus, and the intent in their bodies left them, entering his mouth.

With this suction force, their bodies couldn't move any further, no matter how hard they tried.

They could try to take a step forward, but the force stubbornly bound their bodies, making them helplessly stay in their positions.

"What is this?" Feng said with terror on her face.

"This is one of the combat arts I invented." As if hearing her words, Lu Zhen casually replied while closing his eyes.

All their intent was slowly being absorbed and refined in his body, while the intent engraved in his body became even denser.

He was still devouring all the energy and there intent bit by bit.