chsdbacks Chapter 15 Your Momentum is Too Low
Chapter 15 Your Momentum is Too Low
"Chu Wufeng of the Red Serpent Gang, please enlighten me!" the burly man said slowly.
"Lu Ming." After Lu Ming finished speaking, he looked at the gazes cast by the dark mass of people around him, some unfriendly and some indifferent, and suddenly felt a little nervous.
This was, in fact, his first time fighting a martial artist.
How do I play?
He stared at Chu Wufeng a few steps away, unsure of how to begin.
Wei Jinlin hasn't taught him yet.
Just as Chu Wufeng suddenly pushed off the ground and attacked him, Lu Ming had an idea. He decided to see how Chu Wufeng would fight.
Seeing Chu Wufeng's punch coming, seemingly real yet feinting, as if it could be withdrawn at any moment, or transformed into a powerful punch.
Should he test the waters with his first move? Lu Ming used his light-footed skill to fly backward over the grass.
Upon seeing this, Chu Wufeng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his legs suddenly quickened.
As he retreated, Lu Ming felt his aura gradually decrease, while Chu Wufeng's aura surged. Taking advantage of Lu Ming's retreat, Chu Wufeng suddenly kicked him in the lower body.
He dodged the kick, but saw a barrage of legs ahead as Chu Wufeng unleashed a frenzied barrage of attacks, his momentum completely overwhelming him.
If the initiative is lost, a martial artist of the same level might be able to suppress the opponent.
In battle, momentum is very important!
Momentum is like a bonus. If a person with strong momentum gains 10% more combat power, and a person with weak momentum loses 10% more, then that's a 20% difference!
Lu Ming vaguely understood. He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and saw that the arena was very well made, with hardly any black acupoints that could be exploited to build up momentum.
Therefore, the only option is to temporarily avoid direct confrontation.
With a thought, a strange power surged out from within Lu Ming's body.
Swift as a whiz!
As soon as this supernatural power was unleashed, Lu Ming felt the inertia on his body begin to grow stronger.
"Keep running away? Let's see how long you can keep this up!"
Seeing that Lu Ming consistently avoided direct confrontation and instead used his lightness skill to dodge, Chu Wufeng immediately gave a slight cold laugh.
He was the top disciple of his rank in the Red Serpent Gang. His exceptional leg skills made him incredibly resilient.
Even if he launches a fierce attack throughout and expends a lot of energy, the enemy will definitely be the first to give up.
However, as the fight went on, he realized something was wrong. His legs were already numb from kicking, so why hadn't Lu Ming fallen down yet?
Moreover, Lu Ming's speed did not decrease at all; in fact, it seemed to be getting faster and faster.
The crowd below the arena was also greatly surprised.
"Who is this person? He actually dares to contend with Chu Wufeng!"
"It seems like someone was sent by the third young lady of the Li family. Could it be that he has a chance of winning? The Li family's fortunes haven't run out yet!"
"Didn't you notice? His lightness skill is amazing! It gives off a different feeling, as if he can do whatever he wants and has complete control."
On the street, in a carriage that looked ordinary on the outside but was luxurious on the inside, a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance but an extraordinary demeanor was resting with his eyes closed.
Hearing the discussions outside, I opened my eyes, lifted the curtain, and peeked out.
Instantly, his gaze sharpened, fixed on the white-clad youth on the arena.
"Stop the car!" the middle-aged man suddenly said.
On the arena.
Lu Ming maintained his speed using the momentum of his divine movement technique, and apart from controlling the direction, he exerted almost no effort, remaining at his peak.
Seeing Chu Wufeng staring at him as if he'd seen a ghost, his attack suddenly slowed down.
A thought struck him, and Chu Wufeng's momentum finally weakened, while he, relying on inertia, increased his momentum instead of decreasing it.
Lu Ming instinctively sensed that this was his chance to attack.
He could no longer hold back. He pushed off the ground and ran around Chu Wufeng, letting the momentum surge wildly through his body.
Feeling his blood and energy surging and his momentum increasing, Lu Ming had a sudden thought.
He acted on his impulse, clenched his fist, and punched towards Chu Wufeng.
Chu Wufeng was stunned when he saw this; Lu Ming seemed to be going all out! A sinister smile immediately appeared on his face; how dare he compete with him in strength?
His leg strength reached 800 jin, close to the basic strength of a martial artist who has mastered the Skin Refining Technique.
Within the Red Serpent Gang, no martial artist of the same level dared to take a kick from him head-on.
Seeing Lu Ming's punch coming, he didn't hesitate to kick out with a whip-like kick. Snap! The air itself seemed to crackle, demonstrating the power of the kick.
boom!
As their fists and legs collided, Chu Wufeng's face suddenly flushed red, and he let out a miserable scream, staggering backward.
His feet trembled uncontrollably as he stood on the ground, and he felt a sharp pain in the soles of his feet. He suspected that his foot bones were fractured.
"How is this possible?" Chu Wufeng stared at Lu Ming in disbelief. 1000 jin!
Lu Ming's strength actually reached about 1000 jin, which is the basic strength of a martial artist who has mastered the Skin Refining Technique.
However, no one stopped him, which means that Lu Ming was indeed not yet fully accomplished.
"He's only at the Skin Refining Realm, yet he possesses power comparable to the Great Perfection of Skin Refining?" Chu Wufeng couldn't believe it.
"You lost." Lu Ming said to Chu Wufeng, glancing at the shocked faces of the people around him, and was also very happy.
It wasn't because he defeated Chu Wufeng, but because he had just discovered a characteristic of Shenxing: he could use inertia to enhance his strength!
His current physical strength is actually only 500 jin.
However, if the inertia accumulates to 1000 jin on him, then he can exert 1000 jin of force.
Of course, his fist was a little red and swollen, and throbbing slightly. His body might not be able to withstand such excessive force. But it was still a decent tactic.
He turned around, about to jump off the ring.
At that moment, he saw Li Youning below turn pale and exclaimed, "Junior Brother Lu, be careful!"
Lu Ming suddenly turned his head. Behind him, Chu Wufeng's face was ferocious, his throat was bulging as if he had swallowed something, and his blood and qi were raging. A violent aura rushed towards him.
"Die!" Chu Wufeng's eyes were bloodshot as he lunged at Lu Ming, his aura faintly reaching the level of the Great Perfection of Skin Refinement.
"Blood Explosion Pill! He's gone mad, he actually took a Blood Explosion Pill!"
"The various factions in the city really want the Li family to die! They've even given them these kinds of pills."
"At such close range, that kid's finished!"
Lu Ming heard exclamations from the surroundings. Li Mingyuan's figure flashed, trying to rush onto the arena, but it was too late.
Lu Ming looked at Chu Wufeng rushing towards him, but his face showed no panic. Instead, he frowned and said:
"I didn't intend to kill you... why did you force me!"
"Drink!!" Chu Wufeng suddenly leaped up and kicked at him in mid-air.
In Lu Ming's eyes, the gray wind surrounding Chu Wufeng foreshadowed his fate.
Just as Chu Wufeng was about to kick him in the chest, Lu Ming's figure flashed, his speed even faster than Chu Wufeng's, who had temporarily reached the Great Perfection of Skin Refinement, and he dodged Chu Wufeng's sure-kill kick in an instant.
"How is that possible?!" Chu Wufeng's sinister smile froze.
Then, *thud!* He vaguely heard a sound, looked down, and saw Lu Ming pointing at his chest.
A wave of terror nearly contorted Chu Wufeng's face, yet he was speechless. His heart had been reduced to dust the instant Lu Ming gently touched him.
Supernatural power, single-target kill!
"Even if you break through to the Great Perfection of Skin Refinement, your aura is still too weak. What's fake is still fake," Lu Ming said calmly, then withdrew his hand.
The momentum accumulated by the Divine Speed technique is also a kind of force. At this moment, he has not yet withdrawn the Divine Speed technique, so his momentum is naturally overwhelming and stronger than Chu Wufeng's.
Thump! Chu Wufeng collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
Below the stage, Li Mingyuan suddenly stopped, looking at Lu Ming with a mixture of surprise and delight.
He originally thought it would be too late to save Lu Ming, but even at the risk of committing a foul, he was determined to save Lu Ming.
Unexpectedly, Chu Wufeng, despite briefly breaking through to the Great Perfection of Skin Refining with the Blood Explosion Pill, was still killed by Lu Ming with a single finger strike.
Lu Ming's biggest trump card was actually his finger technique.
The audience was stunned by the result.
"They won! Lu Ming actually won! That means the Li family won the arena battle!"
"Two wins out of three, that's a real victory! The Li family's money exchange is far from over."
Amidst the shock, a voice suddenly spoke:
"Who is that? He looks like... a big shot from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion."
Tianji Pavilion!
The moment those three words were uttered, it seemed to possess some kind of magic, drawing everyone's attention to the person walking slowly towards the arena from the carriage beside the road.
He was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, but he possessed an air of authority that commanded respect without being angry.
"Sect Master Qin!" Upon seeing this person, Li Mingyuan's pupils contracted sharply, and he hurriedly went to greet him, feeling somewhat flattered.