There was a dead silence around the fated battle platform. Everyone's eyes were wide open, staring at the battle platform and Lu Ming's figure.
Demonic wind had been killed by a single strike.
Lu Ming had actually fused three concepts. Was this his true strength? It was too terrifying.
Or perhaps, this was not Lu Ming's true ability.
After the silence, there was an intense clamor. Some people were discussing excitedly, while others were screaming in excitement.
"Is this his true strength?"
Luo Xin whispered, her eyes full of disbelief.
Beside her, Chen Zhao's body trembled violently out of fear and shock.
It turned out that ever since he had met Lu Ming, Lu Ming had never revealed his true abilities. What he had seen was just the tip of the iceberg.
Even though he had repeatedly provoked Lu Ming, Lu Ming did not reveal his strength to kill him.
