Martial Arts Overlord!

His words were full of arrogance, which made Lu Jin raise an eyebrow.

"Luo Yuansheng, let's get acquainted."

His tone was very casual, as if he were greeting an ordinary acquaintance.

"I saw your fight with the wanted criminal in the elevator; you fought well."

Lu Jin looked into his eyes, extended his hand, and spoke calmly.

I really like your compliment.

"But I don't like the tone of your voice."

Upon hearing this, Luo Yuansheng's expression immediately darkened. "I only speak politely to the strong, but unfortunately, you are not one."

The moment their hands clasped together, Luo Yuansheng's fingers tightened sharply.

The force came suddenly, as if it had been gathering strength for a long time, just waiting for this moment.

Luo Yuansheng's palms were as rough as sandpaper, his finger bones were hard, and his grip strength was astonishing. If it were an ordinary martial artist in the Flesh Refining Realm, his finger bones would have been cracked by this grip.

Lu Jin remained unfazed and retaliated with equal force.

Two forces collided silently between the two hands.

Luo Yuansheng's expression changed drastically in an instant!

His eyes were filled with unexpected surprise, and he was indeed somewhat horrified.

Lu Jin's power was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

Could it be that he has already broken through to the Yi Jin Jing?

"impossible!"

Luo Yuansheng roared inwardly, even though Lu Jin had learned the Yi Jin Jing technique in advance but had not made it public.

But as everyone could guess, killing the wanted criminal Jin Hu made Tianlong Martial Arts School a trending topic throughout the city, boosting its reputation.

Therefore, everyone felt that the martial arts school rewarded Lu Jin with the Yi Jin Jing technique.

But it's only been a few days?

Ordinary people probably wouldn't even have mastered the movements before Lu Jin broke through to the Yi Jin Realm?

At this moment, Luo Yuansheng's fingers began to turn white, not from the force applied, but from being squeezed.

He tried to pull his hand back, but Lu Jin's hand wouldn't budge. The pain made Luo Yuansheng anxious, just as Lu Jin spoke softly, "You seem to be in a hurry?"

I'm furious!

Luo Yuansheng wished he could use all his strength, but that would expose his power, so he increased the force in his hands. Unexpectedly, Lu Jin also increased the force in the same way without changing his expression.

"Alright! Everyone's here! We can begin!"

If it weren't for the voice of He Yulong, the inner city lord, coming from a high seat, Lu Jin wouldn't have let go.

"Your abilities don't match your arrogance. I hope you'll learn to be humble next time we meet."

Luo Yuansheng abruptly pulled his hand back and shook it, even though there were several white marks on his knuckles, traces left by the squeezed blood.

But he still stubbornly insisted, "Sorry, the word 'humility' doesn't exist in my dictionary."

"The strong should ruthlessly humiliate the weak!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin remained calm, though a smile played on his lips. Chu Zhen, standing beside him, immediately muttered, "Brother Lu Jin, look, you've just seen someone even more arrogant than me."

"You know me, I hate people who show off in front of me the most."

"He'll have to fly up in a bit."

Chu Zhen and Yang Tai felt a chill run down their spines and began to mourn for Luo Yuansheng.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, they seemed to have already foreseen Luo Yuansheng's fate.

At that moment, He Yulong stood up from his seat.

His gaze swept over the twenty-four contestants in the center of the arena, finally landing on Lu Jin for less than half a second before moving away.

"The inner city selections shall now begin!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it could be heard clearly in every corner of the several thousand square meters of the top floor space.

It wasn't shouted out; some force delivered the sound evenly to everyone's ears.

The noise in the stands instantly quieted down.

"The selection period is one hour! The last three people to fall within that hour will qualify to enter the inner city martial arts school."

He paused.

"Or, the three people still standing an hour later will be eligible to enter the inner city martial arts school."

He held up one finger.

"However! If more than three people can stand up after one hour, everyone involved in this selection will be considered a failure. Not a single spot will be awarded to anyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, a suppressed commotion arose in the stands.

The contestants' expressions also became more serious.

This rule means that if more than three people are still standing when the countdown ends, everyone will fight desperately to knock down the extra people.

The battles will become increasingly fierce as the story progresses.

He Yulong ignored these reactions.

He raised his right hand, paused in the air for a second, and then swung it down cleanly and decisively.

"The selection process begins now."

boom--!

The stands erupted instantly, with cheers and shouts mingling together, shaking the entire top floor.

"Luo Yuansheng! Number one!"

"Zhu Song! Hold on!"

"Brother Lu Jin! Crush them!"

Even faster than the spectator stands were the actions taken in the center of the field.

Almost at the same instant He Yulong's palm fell, twenty-one people moved simultaneously.

Apart from Luo Yuansheng.

He stood there, arms crossed, as if waiting for something.

The twenty-one people, including Zhu Song from Tianshui District, the top elite from Changhe District, and other outstanding individuals from several other branches, all rushed towards the direction where Lu Jin and his two companions were.

The phantom images of dragons and elephants rose and fell behind them, and the roars of dragons and elephants resounded throughout the entire top floor. The simultaneous roars of twenty-one dragons and elephants overlapped, making the eardrums of many people in the spectator stands buzz.

as predicted.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Zheng gripped the armrest tightly, his knuckles turning white.

He knew this would happen, but when he actually saw twenty-one people rushing towards Lu Jin at the same time, his heart still skipped a beat.

Chu Zhen and Yang Tai were instantly surrounded by four people.

Chu Zhen had two opponents in front of him, and Yang Tai also had two opponents in front of him; both were among the top three elites from their respective branches, and their strength was considerable.

Chu Zhenlong threw a punch, blocking the attacks of the two opponents, and glanced at Lu Jin out of the corner of his eye!

The rest of the people all went after Lu Jin.

Sixteen people, looking menacing!

Then, the first one arrived.

"Let me see just how strong you are, this so-called hero!"

Bang!

The sound of his explosive footsteps echoed like a bomb exploding in the center of the arena. A figure slashed in from the side at lightning speed, his elbow strike aimed straight at Lu Jin's chest with a sharp sonic boom.

This elbow strike utilized its power, speed, and angle to the fullest extent, clearly indicating that the person who made the move had been preparing their strength from the very beginning, waiting for this moment.

Zhu Song, the top elite member of the Tianshui branch.

At the peak of the fourth realm of meat refining, he was someone everyone looked up to in the Tianshui District branch.

His elbow was less than 30 centimeters from Lu Jin's chest.

Lu Jin didn't even blink.

He raised his right hand, the movement appearing unhurried, as if he were shooing away a fly.

The palm struck Zhu Song's elbow precisely, producing a dull thud.

"Rubbish."

His tone was as flat as if he were commenting on a bad dish, and then his right fist slammed out from his waist, hitting Zhu Song's elbow joint squarely.

The power of the whole body explodes in this instant, starting from the soles of the feet, passing through the waist and hips, over the shoulders and elbows, and finally exploding on the surface of the fist.

boom!

Zhu Song was hit as if by an invisible truck; his body flew through the air and crashed into the crowd rushing behind him, knocking down two people.

He rolled twice on the ground, clutching his elbows, his expression shifting from fierce to incredulous, his lips turning white, and cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead.

One punch.

The top elite in Tianshui District has flown out.

The cheering squad from Tianshui District in the stands seemed to have their throats grabbed at once, and their chants came to an abrupt halt.

The owner of the Tianshui branch suddenly stood up from his seat, his composure shattered, and he stared wide-eyed at Lu Jin in the center of the arena. His lips moved a few times, but he didn't say anything.

Lu Jin did not stop.

He lightly touched the ground with his toes and sprang into the air.

Instead of retreating, they charged towards the people who were beating up Chu Zhen and Yang Tai.

The phantom of a dragon and an elephant appeared behind him, larger and more solid than any of the ones present.

The dragon-elephant raised its head and roared, its sound waves sweeping across the entire arena and drowning out all the roars of the dragon-elephants behind the other trainees.

He plunged into the crowd like a ferocious beast descending from the sky!

First, a punch!

The player at the front crossed his arms to block, but was knocked off his feet and crashed into his teammate behind him.

Then followed by a high sweeping kick!

Before the attacker from the left could throw a punch, he was kicked in the chest and sent flying like a cannonball, sliding seven or eight meters across the cushioned surface before coming to a stop.

Then he immediately followed up with a powerful step and a top elbow strike.

The player on the right who tried to sneak up from a blind spot was hit on the shoulder by Lu Jin's elbow as he turned around. His knees buckled on the spot, and he collapsed like a lump of mud.

Three punches and two kicks.

He defeated all four men who were ganging up on Chu Zhen.

The pressure on Chu Zhen vanished instantly. He gasped for breath, staring at Lu Jin's retreating figure, his expression a complex mix of emotions that left him speechless.

He also swept away the four people who were beating up Yang Tai.

Yang Tai wiped the sweat from his forehead, grinned as if to laugh, but couldn't manage it.

Lu Jin landed back on the ground, blocking Chu Zhen and Yang Tai.

He spread his arms, and a gentle force sent the two men back several meters, out of the battle.

Then he raised his head and glanced at the twenty-one people in front of him, including Luo Yuansheng.

Zhu Song was still rolling on the ground, clutching his elbows.

The others who had been driven back were getting back up, some clutching their chests, others rubbing their shoulders, but their eyes held something different—not anger, but hesitation and shock.

If Lu Jin hadn't shown mercy, all of these people would have been sent to the hospital immediately.

At this moment, countless eyes were focused on Lu Jin alone.

His hands hung naturally at his sides, and the phantom of the dragon and elephant behind him was still swaying slowly, like a mountain standing behind him.

"Someone may have misunderstood. When I said 'trash,' I wasn't just referring to him alone."

Lu Jin pointed at Zhu Song, who was struggling to get up and whose face was pale, and said firmly.

"I mean, everyone here is trash."

Everyone is very busy.

His voice wasn't loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.

"There's no need to waste everyone's time."

He raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and beckoned to everyone in front of him.

"Since you all want to eliminate me first, then all of you, come at me together!"