Chapter 77: One move... a decisive blow! Zhao Ran is defeated! Reap the military merit! Goal: Become a team leader!

boom!

A red torrent suddenly rushed out and rushed straight towards Zhao Yiran's body.

Zhao Yiran was stunned, his brain seemed to short-circuit for a second.

He still couldn't figure out how Luo Ming could see through his true self among so many clones!

However, the fact has already happened and there is no time to think about it. His on-the-spot reaction ability is much stronger than Gu Linxiao. If it were Gu Linxiao, he might have panicked at this moment.

Zhao Yiran just thought about it, and all his clones lined up in a straight line to block in front of him.

Boom boom boom!

One clone after another was torn apart by the red light.

Zhao Yiran's six blood-red pupils shone.

He knew that his clone could not possibly block Luo Ming's powerful move.

He is just a phantom clone accumulating time.

"Thousand Legs... Black Steel Slash!"

Crash!

As he drew his sword, it seemed as if thousands of Zhao Yirans were swinging their swords together.

He is a centipede, and the centipede has a thousand legs, and each leg symbolizes a swing of the sword.

The power of a thousand sword swings gathered together and exploded, and this sword was enough to cut a mountain in half!

boom!

A black sword energy shot out like a crescent moon.

Go towards the red light.

"What a pity! If I weren't as cruel and tyrannical as you are, you might have been able to block this move."

Luo Ming smiled lightly.

The next moment, the red light and the black sword light collided on the spot.

Boom boom boom!

The fluctuations of elemental energy spread violently, evaporating the entire space into a vacuum.

Snap!

The black light shattered in just three seconds.

The torrent rushed towards Zhao Yiran again.

His expression tensed, and the huge steel tail behind him was across his body.

Zhao had already put the sword in his hand against the tail.

That is the hardest part of the centipede's body and also the place with the strongest defense.

He wanted to use this move to block Luo Ming's attack.

boom!

But until the red light actually hit him.

Only then did Zhao Yiran realize how naive he was.

“This… How is it possible!”

He opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief.

The next second, the body seemed to lose its center of gravity.

The sword in his hand flew out and bounced into the air.

He was blown away and fell towards the mountain.

Bang!

He almost smashed through a mountain, and Zhao had already fallen headfirst into the mountain.

It's like a mural, the kind that can't be removed even with buttons.

The black sword also spun at high speed in the air and finally fell to the ground.

It just happened to be stuck in the soil in front of Chu Qingning.

Luo Ming slowly let go and swung the gun.

His gaze turned to her.

"What do you think? I'm willing to accept the loss."

Chu Qingning clenched her teeth as she spoke each word.

A flash of panic crossed his face.

Is she really going to become Luo Ming's little pet?

The thought of being held in the arms of this damn man and having his snow-white hair rubbed wantonly made her feel happy.

Chu Qingning wanted to die.

She really didn't expect that Luo Ming could be so strong. How could Zhao Yiran lose so easily?

You know, Zhao Yiran's strength is definitely among the top three or even the first among his peers in the entire imperial capital!

It took him a month to study all eighteen monster academies in the imperial capital.

He had challenged almost all the famous geniuses, and won all 198 battles without exception.

Such a powerful Zhao Yiran was defeated by Luo Ming with just one blow?

This story is too abstract!

Chu Qingning even suspected that Luo Ming had quietly reached the gold level.

Now he was deliberately trying to deceive her by disguising his level.

“I, I, I…”

She trembled with her lips, looking pitiful and about to cry.

Luo Ming's mouth twitched.

Well, another dramatic actor.

Didn’t they say that spirits are not allowed after the founding of the People’s Republic of China? Why are there so many drama queens?

Rumble!

The mountain shook, and Zhao Yiran finally climbed out of the mountain.

He stood there, looking at his hands, extreme shock flashing in all six of his eyes.

He, Zhao Yiran...actually lost?

Moreover, he was defeated by a guy of the same age in just one move?

His body trembled slightly, but strangely, he didn't feel the slightest bit of resentment in his heart.

Instead, it is filled with a sense of calmness.

There was a daze in Zhao Yiran's eyes.

He remembered that someone had said this to him once upon a time.

"It's true. No one in this world can be invincible forever. One day, you will meet the target you need to chase, and then you will keep working hard to get closer to it."

"Don't be unwilling to accept it, it is a happy thing, because it means that you are not alone on this endless journey. There are people beside you and in front of you!"

Zhao Yiran slowly clenched his fists.

He looked at the bloody figure in front of him.

"Brother, you are right, there is really someone in front of me."

"From today on, my target is no longer you, but him."

"Wait until I surpass him, then I'll chase you."

Zhao Yiran was striding towards Luo Ming.

"Why, still want to fight?"

Luo Ming asked back.

"No, this is my military achievement."

He shook his head and threw the scoreboard to Luo Ming.

In an instant, all his military achievements were taken away.

"Luo Ming, you are very strong. I accept defeat with all my heart. However, I will not give up. One day, I will surpass you."

Zhao Yiran said seriously.

He is a decisive person and will never be fussy when doing things.

If he loses, he loses, and he accepts it.

"Your idea is good, but I will never consider an enemy defeated by me as my opponent."

"I'll give you time to catch up, until you can no longer see my back."

Luo Ming said lightly.

Zhao didn't care anymore.

"I have another piece of news for you. Across the forest outside this valley, about two or three kilometers away, there is a gold-level monster about to give birth."

"That will be its weakest period. If you can kill that gold-level monster, your military merit will be enough to become a squad leader in the military."

"A squad leader can lead a team of ten people, which makes him a powerful figure. He's already a squad leader in the military before he even starts school. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, those old guys will be very surprised."

Zhao Yiran chuckled.

"I've given you the news. It's up to you whether you go or not."

He stretched himself. Now that he had no military merits left, he had to start accumulating them all over again.

But this battle was really worth it!

"Humph! Luo Ming, I will remember you. Military merit is for you!"

"Next time we meet at Yanxia University, I'll bite you to death!"

Chu Qingning bared her teeth viciously at her.

"And you, Xia Qingcheng, you won this time. I'll be waiting for you at the freshman competition!"

Chu Qingning uttered harsh words again.

He slipped away as if escaping.

She was afraid that if she was even a second late, she would be caught and tortured by Luo Ming.

"Freshman Competition..."

Zhao Yiran paused slightly.

"I look forward to fighting you again."

Luo Ming nodded.

"Can."

The two left the valley.

Luo Ming stretched.

"A gold-level monster? And a squad leader-level military achievement? I'm going to take it."

(End of this chapter)