Yue Mochen looked at himself in the mirror, smiled with satisfaction, and then walked out to Yue Yaolan's bedroom.
To his surprise, Yue Yaolan was not in the palace. Later, Yue Mochen did not find Yue Yaolan in the main hall or Lian Yue Hall.
"Where will it be? Today is the day of the palace competition, and my aunt will not leave Qianyue Palace."
Yue Mochen muttered to himself that he wanted to tell Yue Yaolan his discovery in advance, but he couldn't find her. He could only walk back to the main square of the palace with concern to prepare for the competition later.
"Junior brother, are you back? Did the palace master blame you?" Yue Moqing asked when she saw the former walking back.
"I didn't find my aunt, and I don't know where she went." Yue Mochen shook his head.
"Did you compete?"
"Well, I've finished the fight. I won a small victory, hehe..."
Yue Monan answered with a proud look on his face, seemingly enjoying the feeling of victory.
"Junior Sister Qing is on the field. The opponent is very weak, so we didn't even watch it. My competition hasn't come yet, and the disciples in the fighter realm will be ranked lower."
Yue Moran replied, looking a little confused, as if he was also thinking about Yue Yaolan's whereabouts.
"Haha, with Senior Sister's strength, victory is easy to come by, isn't it? Senior Brother Nan, you have to work hard, you are the only spiritual formation master in Qianyue Palace, you can bring glory to our Lian Yue Palace."
"Yes, I will."
Yue Monan smiled confidently, and then as if he remembered something, he said with a rather complicated expression: "Junior Brother Chen, you may encounter Xue'er behind you."
"oh?"
When Yue Mochen heard this, he thought of Xiao Nizi whom he had not seen for several months, and felt a little missing in his heart.
Do you really just want to be her sister? Yue Mochen thought with complicated thoughts, but on the surface he smiled lightly and said to Yue Monan: "Don't worry, I won't hurt her."
When Yue Moran and the two of them heard this, there was no change in expression on their faces, as if Yue Mochen's expression did not surprise them.
As the three of them chatted, time passed by little by little, and soon it was Yue Moran's first appearance. At the same time, Yue Mochen also ushered in the second competition of the day.
Yue Mochen's opponent this time was an unknown ordinary disciple. He practiced the relatively unorthodox technique "Dark Night Silent Wind Jue" in Qianyue Palace, and his cultivation level was only the third level of Qi Shi.
Fighter level 1 versus Qi warrior level 3, Yue Mochen is a full seven levels higher than his opponent. No matter how Yue Mochen retains his strength, the result is obvious.
As Hongyue said before, Yue Mochen just "wasted a little effort" before winning another victory, because he didn't know the opponent was so weak.
Therefore, the "anti-chen faction" in the palace booed again, saying that Yue Mochen only relied on luck today.
First, the opponent who is the direct descendant of Qingyue Palace Master twists his leg and wins without a fight. Then he meets an ordinary disciple who only has the third level of Qi Shi. Yue Mochen is a being who can seriously injure Yue Mosi. To do such a thing
When the opponent fights against it, isn't this a deliberate act of defiance?
However, the rules in the palace were strict and there was no possibility of letting go. Everyone had no choice but to point the finger at Yue Mochen again: This loser is so lucky.
He didn't care at all whether Yue Mochen could achieve everything he had now through his own efforts.
However, those who were interested noticed that in these two battles, Yue Mochen did not use weapons or martial arts, and even his spiritual energy did not leave his body, and he won both battles.
Is it really just luck?
However, Yue Mochen, who was involved in the matter, did not express too many opinions on this matter. He only threatened: "With good character, luck will naturally come. Luck is also a kind of strength. If you have the ability, whoever of you can beat me with luck."
One game.”
After saying that, he left the field and went to Yue Moran's field to watch.
Yue Moran's opponent in the first battle was the core disciple of Zhuyue Palace. He was not far behind Yue Moran in terms of status. But there was still a gap in strength. The two of them seemed to be fighting back and forth in the field, and they were inseparable.
But everyone could see that Yue Moran had the upper hand.
She relied on her flexible movements to constantly walk around her opponent, and the long sword in her hand greeted the opponent again and again with brilliant aura.
The opponent's disciple is also extraordinary, with endless martial arts skills. Although he has always been at a disadvantage, he has not been defeated for a long time.
Being able to become a core disciple in the palace, both in terms of talent and treatment from the palace, are extraordinary and not too weak. Therefore, Yue Moran's competition will not be as complete as what Yue Mochen experienced.
It's a one-sided situation.
At this time, Yue Mochen noticed that Yue Moran deliberately kept a certain distance from his opponent, so he smiled and thought: It's over.
"Breaking Wind Strike!"
Yue Moran gave a sweet shout, and a stream of spiritual energy shot out through the wind, hitting the opponent's spiritual energy shield with a whistling momentum. This was the martial skill "Breaking Wind Strike" that Yue Mochen had previously entrusted to her.
Unexpectedly, she mastered this martial arts to a very advanced level so quickly.
Yue Mochen was surprised. He was the first to practice "Breaking Wind Strike", but to this day he is still at the entry level, while Yue Moran caught up from behind and reached the advanced level.
But Yue Mochen can't be blamed. He spent too much time on "Hundred Tribulation Thunder Body" and spent a lot of time studying some of Dongfang Ruoning's martial arts skills. In this case, "Broken Wind"
It is normal for the practice of "Strike" to be missed.
On the contrary, in the field, I saw that the disciple of Zhuyue Palace was blasted straight up, and his whole body flew out, but he did not give up.
As he flew backwards, he shouted loudly.
"Bah!"
He twisted his body hard, held the sword in both hands, and thrust it into the ground. The sword penetrated the ground for more than two feet.
But this didn't have much effect. The long sword in his hand drew a deep pit dozens of feet long on the ground, and blood-red liquid oozed from the tiger's mouth.
He finally regained his composure, but the moment he regained consciousness, Yue Moran, who was chasing after him, pressed his sword against his shoulder.
Yue Moran lightly tapped the opponent's shoulder with her sword to indicate that she had won, then sheathed her sword and walked towards Yue Mochen and others outside the field.
Perhaps they all felt that this match was relatively evenly matched and exciting, so when Yue Moran's long sword was placed on the opponent's shoulder, no one felt that Yue Moran was invincible.
On the contrary, when she left the field gracefully, many disciples from the outer palace applauded her, not sure whether they were cheering for her victory or thanking her for such a wonderful battle.
"Haha, Senior Sister Ran, it seems that you have a good character, although you are not as good as me."
Yue Mochen looked at the other party walking towards him and said with a smile.
Ignoring Yue Mochen's joking, he said seriously anyway: "Junior brother, this is my competition this morning, why don't we go find the palace master together? She must be worried after you have been out for so long.
"
Hearing this, Yue Mochen's expression straightened up, and he remembered the more important thing in his heart.
"Let's go." After saying that, he took the lead and walked out of the square.