This is the sword spirit of the Fantasy Moon Sword - Ju Ming.

When Su Yunxi saw him coming out, her tears kept falling: "What trouble are you causing here? I want to explain it to Senior Sister Mu clearly. I must tell her this apology!"

Ju Ming seemed to be more anxious than her: "It was the restriction that her master wiped out. It was me who took the initiative to recognize you as the main one. It has nothing to do with you from beginning to end. You are just too outstanding. What's the point of being sorry for others!"

The others also nodded from the side. Everyone still saw Su Yunxi's strength. There were so many people in the sect who were more talented than her.

A good sword must be in the hands of the right people to exert its power. Mu Ning is already a useless person. She can't make any contribution except for eating and drinking in the sect.

If a sword like Huanyue is always in her hands, it would be a waste of resources.

"Junior Sister Su, you don't have to blame yourself so much. Everyone sees why Ju Ming recognized his master that day. If you hadn't successfully conquered it and had a bloody path for everyone in the secret realm, it would not have recognized you as the master. What's wrong with you from beginning to end!"

"Yes, yes, junior sister, don't blame yourself. It's something you want to do. Why do you feel guilty for your strength?"

"Yes, everyone knows who is worthy of the sword. Mu Ning is not worthy of the Fantasy Moon."

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Su Yunxi wiped her tears and looked angry: "Be careful with your words! Senior Sister Mu has made many contributions to the sect when she was not injured. Why do you slander her like this? In any case, I took her sword, and it was reasonable that I apologized to her to make up for the gap in my heart."

Ju Ming was even more angry than her. Su Yunxi's apology was unacceptable to him, but he could not stop him.

Seeing that she was so polite, everyone could only scratch her head and give up. However, their evaluation of her in their hearts was a little higher. This junior sister is really adorable.

Su Yunxi sorted out her expression and was about to say a few more words to Mu Ning, but her face changed.

"Where is Senior Sister Mu?"

It was a noisy just now, and everyone surrounded Su Yunxi and spoke to her, and had already squeezed Mu Ning out. Now when they saw that the person was gone, everyone had their expressions wrong. Where was the person?

"When you talk, she left silently, and there is no need to look for it."

Changfeng, who had never spoken on the side, finally spoke.

However, as soon as he said this, everyone's face changed again.

They did so much to please Su Yunxi just now, just to ask Su Yunxi not to apologize to her. Unexpectedly, they didn't care about them at all, and they left by themselves in the chaos.

For some reason, everyone suddenly felt anger and anger that was ignored by others.

Ju Ming originally thought that the woman wanted to say something to him, but every time he saw him, the woman would look at him with a sad look, as if he had done something to be sorry for her. Unexpectedly, this time the woman didn't even give him a look.

He felt a little depressed unconsciously.

Not to mention Su Yunxi, the smile on her face almost couldn't hold it.

However, she quickly adjusted her expression: "Since the senior sister is busy preparing for the competition, we should also prepare. The senior sister is so serious that she will definitely get what she wants."

No one spoke, they all knew that such a useless man would never make any achievements.

Three days later, the sect competition began.

All registered disciples will be randomly assigned, and through several rounds of battles, the candidates who can enter the secret realm will be selected.

That day, Mu Ning was in a good mood when he walked out of the "stage" and could think of what the defeated person with the surname Su looked like.

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Yan Jue didn't ask about the whole story.

Since I can't stop it, I can only watch the woman walk up.

"Today is my first battle. I guess there are many people watching me lively. As someone on my side, should you support me?"

Before leaving, Mu Ning said to Yan Jue.

Yan Jue was drinking porridge and looked up at her: "What are you going to do with your big competitor? Since you are determined to enter the secret realm, you must have the ability to win. If you lose, it will be embarrassing. I will definitely be the first to laugh at you."

Mu Ning looked at him and smiled: "Okay, since you believe me so much, I can't let your expectations down. Don't worry, I will win back."

The first time I was assigned, I was fighting against Mu Ning, an ordinary disciple from the outer sect, with limited talent.

After meeting her, the disciple seemed very surprised. After all, fighting against Mu Ning is equivalent to directly advancing.

The sect competition will take a long time to go on, and this is a rare prosperous era, and many people will come to watch the battle.

When they found Mu Ning was fighting with an outer disciple, many people who watched the fun started to make a fuss and said they wanted to see how Mu Ning would lose.

Mu Ning and that disciple stood on the battle stage. The disciple was unfortunately Su Yunxi's loyal supporter, and he was also present when he signed up.

Mu Ning left without giving people face, so he had long been holding a grudge against her.

"Senior sister, I didn't expect you and me to be so destined to be so destined. Today I draw you to fight me. If you admit defeat now, it's still time." The disciple had an unconcealed satisfaction on his face. There was no suspense for him now.

"Since I have signed up, I have to fight again no matter what. I hope my junior brother will show mercy."

The disciple almost immediately smiled: "If there is anything wrong, I hope my senior sister can forgive me."

The others looked down and felt that Mu Ning was too arrogant.

"What is a fight between a person without cultivation? Senior Sister Mu is really getting back to life."

Everyone was laughing.

But after a while they couldn't laugh.

The disciple drew his sword and rushed towards Mu Ning. He looked fierce, but in just one move, he lost.

Mu Ning held up the wooden sword and looked at the defeated general who was already lying on the ground. The corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Junior brother, can you still stand up?"

Before the disciple could rush to Mu Ning, the disciple felt dizzy and his chest was stuffy, as if he could immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

And while waiting for him to open his eyes, he had already fallen to the ground.

"How did I lose?" The disciple was extremely angry, his eyes with indescribable sinister hatred.

"I don't know either. When I face you, you suddenly fell down and couldn't get up, which made me a little overwhelmed."

Mu Ning spread his hands, as if he was even more puzzled than him.

Others were watching below, and some people couldn't help but speak.

"You said why you lost! You started so hard, but the sword couldn't hold it, your figure was unstable, and you deserved it to fall!"

When the disciple saw that it was his senior brother, his cold sweat immediately came down.

"No, it was her plotting against me!" The disciple pointed at Mu Ning, his eyes blushed!
Chapter completed!