A white-haired old man in a white robe slowly walked towards the chairman's seat. Behind the old man followed a handsome man with deep eyes and a restrained aura. This man was Mu Lingfeng, the grandson of the patriarch Mu Hui.
"patriarch"
At this time, all the Zong family members on the seats stood up and shouted respectfully.
"Okay, the time has come, let's get ready..." Mu Hui said lightly.
"Men of the Mu family, this Mu family's martial arts competition is different from usual, because the winner of each martial arts competition will represent the family in the annual meeting of Tianlan City. This annual meeting is different from usual. You
Work hard and show your best today
status, type the last name."
"I declare that the family martial arts meeting has officially begun." The voice of the clan leader Mu Hui echoed around, and he actually used Yuanli, making everyone present listen softly.
"Boom!" A roar of gongs and drums suddenly sounded all around. As the gongs and drums sounded, the men of the Mu family in the field had the blood in their bodies ignited, and they shouted one after another.
According to the rules of the martial arts club, a note was drawn in line, and then a referee recorded it. People with the same number of words will compete. The loser will have another chance to challenge others, and the person who wins the challenge will
But instead of being challenged
The ranking of the person.
"Brother Mu Yi, what's your number?" Mu Huan asked with a smile.
"Haha, I seem to be number two." Mu Yi said with a smile.
"Haha, mine is No. 8."
"Mine is No. 10. Fortunately we are not together, haha, otherwise I really don't know what to do?" Mu Huan said with a smile.
"Every contestant should take his place on the four stages." The referee said at this time.
"Mu Huan and I are on the same stage, Xiao Muzi, let's go first. Work hard."
"Same for you."
"Brother Ling Feng, come on!"
"come on."
Arriving at the No. 1 arena, the arena was surrounded by children of the Mu family. Everyone was calling to the stage. Many teenagers looked at the handsome man Mu Lingfeng on the No. 1 stage, their eyes blurred, and they kept thinking.
Cheering and shouting, some of the men from the Mu family were
Son, his eyes light up from time to time.
At this time, there was a 15-year-old boy with slightly darker skin standing on the stage, who was in the sixth level of physical training. At this time, the boy was also feeling bitter in his heart. It was his first time to meet the strongest member of the younger generation of the Mu family who had reached the Xuanyin realm.
Genius: Mu Lingfeng.
"We are all members of the Mu family, so you should admit defeat. You still have one chance to challenge others." Mu Lingfeng said lightly.
"Okay, I admit defeat." The boy said with a bitter look on his face. There is a huge difference between himself and others, not on the same level at all.
"Mu Cang surrenders, Mu Lingfeng wins." At this time, the referee shouted loudly.
As the referee finished speaking, bursts of cheers suddenly sounded from all around. At this time, Na Mu Lingfeng walked down from the ring and walked to his grandfather Mu Hui.
"Haha, Ling Feng, it's a good time for you to come now, you can overwhelm the opponent before he has any momentum..." Mu Hui said with a slight smile on his face. In the Mu family, Mu Hui valued his grandson Ling Feng very much, even treating him as a
The next generation of the Mu family head, the Houxuan people, are coming
After cultivating him, I spent a lot of effort on Ling Feng. Now I feel relieved to see that my grandson has also reached the realm of Xuanyin.
Mu Yi was thinking at this time, Mu Lingfeng's strength in the eyes of the Mu family was deeply imprinted in their hearts. Some people simply couldn't muster the courage to compete. It seemed that Mu Lingfeng was a difficult guy.
"In the second round, the person drawn with No. 2 will go to the ring." As the referee finished speaking, everyone around him looked around, trying to see who was next to him.
At this moment, a man in black attire with a fierce look in his eyes jumped onto the ring. He was holding a long sword with a cold light in his hand.
"Ah, it turns out to be Mu Yilong, the grandson of the great elder."
"This Mu Yilong is a ruthless character. I heard he has already reached the ninth level of physical training."
"I don't know who is unlucky enough to compare with this person."
The people below the ring started talking a lot when they saw that this was Mu Yilong. This time there was a lot of excitement.
"Great Elder, your grandson is not bad. He has already reached the ninth level of physical training." Mu Hui looked at Mu Yilong who was standing on the ring.
"Where, where, haha, you really can't do it with the patriarch's grandson, Xiaofeng?" At this time, the great elder waved his hands and said modestly, but there was a trace of pride in his eyes.
"Who is the other No. 2? If he doesn't come up, he will be treated as a forfeit." The referee shouted.
"Here we are, here." Mu Yi, who was deep in thought, was brought back to his senses by the referee's words, and shouted at the same time. People around him looked at Mu Yi who shouted at the same time, and all of them had strange expressions on their faces.
"It's him, he's not Na Muyi, he's not useless.?
"What nonsense? Don't talk nonsense. It seems that he is able to practice. He even surpassed the level and defeated Shen Tujie who was in the ninth level of body training* Huang Er novel?"
"Really?"
"Even if you don't believe it, I don't know whether he is more powerful or Mu Yilong is more powerful?"
Mu Yi was not affected by the comments around him at all. He flashed and spread out, taking a few steps in the air, standing elegantly next to the ring. Just this move made Mu Yilong on the stage feel Mu Yi's strength.
It’s not simple, but I also put away my contempt
heart.
"Great Elder, it seems that your grandson is in trouble this time, haha." Mu Hui said with some deep meaning, this son is not simple. As soon as Mu Hui said these words, Mu Lingfeng behind him frowned slightly and said to himself
Grandpa seldom praises others, not less.
There are very few people in Blue City who are worthy of his praise. This person named Mu Yi can actually make his grandfather praise him? Mu Lingfeng looked at Mu Yi who was standing on the stage with an indifferent expression.
"Oh? It's hard to say. I found out at the end of the competition. Although it has been rumored in Sky Blue City recently that he defeated Nangong Jie by leapfrogging a higher level, but now that there is an eighth-level body training and a ninth-level body training, I am still optimistic about my grandson." Elder Da said.
The great elder doesn’t recognize it
A person who is in the eighth level of physical training can reach the ninth level of physical training, and this Mu Yi has not been able to practice before. Although he has only been practicing in the past few months, he may not be Yilong's opponent in terms of combat experience.
"You are very powerful...well...but you are not my opponent, I will not lose to you." Mu Yilong was obviously very confident, but his face also had a serious look on it. In fact, he himself didn't have much chance of winning.
"Really? You won't know until you compare whether he is your opponent or not." Mu Yi obviously didn't care about this, smiled slightly, and said in a kind tone.
"Draw out your sword, I hope you won't let me down." At this time, Mu Yilong waved the long sword in his hand and said to Mu Yida.
"Brother, can you lend me your weapon?" Mu Yi shouted to a man.
"Okay, okay." The man was stunned for a moment, then said, and at the same time threw a silver long knife towards Mu Yi.
"No, it's ridiculous to come here without any weapons."
"However, considering one's strength, one is not a vegetarian."
At this time, there was a lot of discussion around the arena.
"Come on, let's make a move." Mu Yi said after taking the long sword.
Looking at Mu Yi who was a few feet away, Mu Yilong had a sneer on his face, and then he suddenly kicked the soles of his feet, and heard a chirping sound, and his figure strangely dispersed into multiple figures.
"What a fast speed!" Seeing Mu Yilong disappear, a burst of shouts suddenly rang out from the arena.
In the field, Mu Yi remained motionless. After a moment, his eyes were slightly cold, and he kicked a very powerful whip leg directly to somewhere behind him. The shadow of his leg was lifted up in mid-air with a "bang".
Afterimages appeared one after another, and at this moment a figure flashed strangely
He appeared, raised his arm horizontally, and caught Mu Yi's leg. Then he yelled angrily, waved his long sword in the air, and stabbed Mu Yi with one sword. Mu Yi suddenly felt that his whole body was being stabbed by his long sword.
It was locked and there was no way to avoid it. In desperation, I couldn’t easily
While retreating, he waved his sword in a circular motion to resist the force of the sword.
"Clang, clang, clang!" The clear sound of the long sword and the long sword touching each other was heard continuously.
"Drink." Seeing Mu Yilong's sword slow down, Mu Yi Dahe shouted and swung the long sword from top to bottom.
With a "dang" sound, Mu Yilong's long sword was lifted up by Mu Yi's long sword. It was so powerful. Feeling the huge force coming from the sword, Mu Yilong hurriedly took back the long sword and moved back.
He took a few steps back and then turned to the side.
In a short meeting, the two people's powerful strength and wonderful moves deeply stunned the people around them.
"Awesome, Mu Yilong has met his opponent this time." One person said.
"Yeah, it seems that Mu Yi Di is better."
"Who do you think will win?"
"It's hard to say, but I think Namu Yi has a higher chance of winning."
"I think it's Mu Yilong."
"Okay, don't make random guesses. You'll find out after reading it."
At this point, the two people in the field exchanged hands again. The long knife in Mu Yi's hand moved like flowing water, one move after another, one move after another, without giving Mu Yilong a chance to breathe. In fact, if Mu Yi
Use the ancient move of the Burial Sword, Na Mu Yi
Long has been solved long ago, but this is a competition. It would be a sin to kill him. So Mu Yi did not use the ancient skills of the Burial Sword. Here is a master of the Danjie Realm, Mu Hui, if
If he sees something, then I...
"Whoosh!" A white figure instantly rushed to Mu Yi.
Mu Yi had already locked onto the changes in the opponent's figure. At this moment, the long sword struck Mu Yi's head in the air with lightning speed. At this moment, Mu Yi's right hand moved in the direction.
Pull. Hold the head horizontally, completely blocking the