Because he was worried about something happening to Mu Linxiao, Ming Shen restrained Mu Linxiao at the beginning of today's game.
Chang Shougang's outburst just now was clearly visible to all the leaders and elders on their rostrum.
"I didn't expect that at the end of the day, he could actually turn around an entire army and almost turn defeat into victory."
The speaker was the owner of Feisha Island, and his tone was full of regret.
Wen Canglan, the old god, said: "Perhaps he had deliberately accumulated strength before and planned to win by surprise."
Elder Yuan stood up for Chang Shougang: "Although it is unexpected, soldiers never tire of deceit."
"Go and see how little master is doing." Ming Shen smiled at Mu Lin.
Everyone present was a sect leader or elder. After hearing Ming Shen's words, everyone pressed the pause button in unison.
Elder Yuan still hesitated and asked: "What did True Lord Fenying just say?"
Ming Shen put his hands in his Taoist robe, his expression unchanged: "The person who was almost counterattacked by the Jedi just now is my young master Yijian Fengsha, the direct disciple of Patriarch Ju Yong."
"You...are you telling the truth?"
Looking up at Elder Yuan, Ming Shen said, "Do I need to lie about this kind of thing?"
Sect leaders and elders: Then why didn’t you tell me earlier! This man looked solemn, but he didn’t expect him to be worse than Mu Linxiao!
Everyone felt sad and did not dare to get entangled in this matter anymore.
Hua Wanzhao described her experience in the ring as objectively as possible, and finally explained that she really felt that there was something wrong with Chang Shougang.
"This immortal sect competition is very interesting."
Mu Lin smiled meaningfully as he looked at the four arenas.
"Junior Brother Chi!"
A low roar attracted Mu Linxiao's attention.
"Little Master, let me take a look at the Golden Pill Team."
With that said, Mu Lin smiled and stood up and walked towards the second arena.
"what happened?"
Out of Hua Wanzhao's sight, Mu Linxiao used a teleportation technique to come to He Xian's side.
Lying on the ground was an unconscious Chi Meng Nian, with no visible injuries.
"That guy..." The doctor responsible for diagnosing and treating Chi Jingnian's eyes turned red immediately, "That guy who cut off the Niigong, messed up Junior Brother Chi's muscles and veins!"
"What?!"
All the disciples of Yijian Fengsha glared angrily in the direction of the disciples of Zhanni Palace, and the culprit, Qu Mengyu, even smiled sweetly, which made the disciples of Yijian Fengsha even more furious.
Mu Linxiao turned around and blocked Qu Mengyu, and even more so these disciples: "Let's take a look at Chi Jingnian's injury first."
***
"You think there's something wrong?"
After the first day of competition, when he returned to his residence, Mu Linxiao told Ming Shen and He Wuyi what he had discovered.
Mu Lin smiled and said: "Today there were a total of forty-one games, fifteen of which resulted in final counterattacks, and only three of which were missed. This ratio alone is very thought-provoking."
Ming Shen and He Wuyi, as the leaders of Yi Jian Feng Sha, had been at the rostrum and had not always paid attention to the situation in all the arenas. Jing Mu Linxiao said that something was indeed wrong.
"Moreover," Mu Linxiao continued, "We only sent a total of six disciples. Four of them went out to fight today. Three of them encountered a counterattack. Chi Jingnian was seriously injured and lost."
This is simply like deliberately targeting Yijian Fengsha.
Chi Jingnian was Ming Shen's eldest disciple. Thinking of Chi Jingnian's disordered meridians, even Ming Shen, who was as calm as he was, looked worried.
"continue."
After hearing Ming Shen's words, Mu Linxiao continued: "Furthermore, in these fifteen counterattacks, five were disciples of the Zhanni Palace, three were disciples of the Immortal Alliance, and the remaining seven were disciples of small sects. But upon closer inspection, these
The sects are all related to the Immortal Alliance or the Ni-Zhan Palace. They are either descendants of a marriage or blood relatives separated by several generations."
He Wuyi looked at Mu Lin's smile, his eyes a little strange.
Because he was worried that Mu Linxiao would cause any trouble, Ming Shen kept him by his side. It was not until Hua Wanzhao's game that Mu Linxiao was let out. It was already afternoon.
In less than half a day, he could investigate in such detail.
"There are still Qian'er and Junior Nephew Pei who haven't played. Pay attention to their game tomorrow."
Mu Lin said with a smile: "Qian'er's opponents are Beidou Sha disciples. If my guess is correct, they are not yet able to attack the disciples of the big sects - at least the elite disciples of the big sects will be fine for the time being."
He Wuyi glanced at him: "No matter what, since you think there is a problem, you can't be careless at all."
***
The second day of the knockout round.
"Flower Donor."
Changui led a team of little tails slowly towards the No. 1 arena.
"Buddha."
Hua Wanzhao bowed with her hands, her gaze lingered on Xun Ruoyan at the back for a moment, then returned to Chan Gui.
Changui also paused for a moment on the disguised Mu Linxiao.
"Hua Donor is here to see Donor Pei's game?" Changui asked.
Hua Wanzhao nodded.
After Chan returned, a young monk asked: "Isn't the person who is in the No. 3 ring a fellow disciple of yours?"
"His opponent is a disciple of Beidousha."
"Young Taoist Hua, do you mean to look down on me, Beidou Sha?"
Li Muhan came from the other side with a group of Beidou Sha disciples. Even the disciples who practiced the ruthless path showed dissatisfaction upon hearing what Hua Wanzhao just said.
Hua Wanzhao said sternly: "What I mean is that Beidou Sha is a well-known and upright person, and he doesn't bother to do those sneaky things."
Unexpectedly, these words were heard by the person next to him, and that person was the sect of Pei Jitong's opponent.
"So, it seems that this fellow Taoist has a problem with our Dianxing Castle?"
The other party's tone was very bad, and he obviously thought that Hua Wanzhao, as a disciple of Yijian Fengsha, one of the five major sects, was naturally condescending towards small sects like theirs.
Hua Wanzhao: Is this how you carry it today?
"How can you tell that we have objections to Star Point Castle?" Mu Lin asked with a smile.
The other party pointed directly at Hua Wanzhao: "She just said it herself."
Mu Lin smiled nonchalantly and babbled nonsense: "My little master clearly admires Beidou Sha, and he didn't even mention a word about Star Castle. Is there something wrong with your ears?"
Hearing Mu Linxiao speak so forcefully and even slander himself, the other party instantly became angry, but was stopped by the male cultivator next to him who raised his hand.
"We will be here soon. Who will win? See you in the ring!"
Hua Wanzhao:……
Pei Jitong was puzzled: "Why did you deliberately make him angry?"
Mu Lin smiled and shook his robe, holding one hand behind his back: "You should worry about yourself, but don't take it lightly just because the other person comes from a small family."
"It's natural."
"No. 1 Arena, Liu Jinglin of Point Star Castle vs. Pei Jitong of Yijian Fengsha."
As soon as the referee finished speaking, Liu Jinglin raised his knife and walked towards Pei Jitong, and the gloomy light of the knife came overwhelmingly.
Pei Jitong jumped up, his heart filled with forgiveness, and countless sword energy fell from the sky.
Liu Jinglin's body skills were so good that he dodged left and right in the shadow of the sword without hurting him at all.
The sound of swords clashing could be heard endlessly, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of rounds had already taken place in the arena.
Hua Wanzhao looked at it for a long time and asked with some uncertainty: "Hmm...Is there something wrong with Pei Jitong's sword energy?"
"When the sword was drawn, only 70% of the 10% sword energy fell on Liu Jinglin's sword."
Mu Lin smiled and pointed out the key point.
"What's going on? Is it Liu Jinglin or..."
Changui said: "Donor Pei did it intentionally. The sword energy that disappeared inexplicably went into the ground. What is Donor Pei planning?"
Pei Jitong remained motionless and moved the scroll of flames again: "Burning flames!"
The sword energy full of fire spirit burned into boundless blazing flames, washing away the dark and messy sword energy on the arena.
When Liu Jinglin saw this, wherever the sword light passed, the strange light of the sword turned into a dull haze, swallowing up the burning sword light.
Analyze, break, and counterattack.
For a moment, the light of the sword and the light of the sword disappeared into nothingness.
"This Liu Jinglin has some abilities..."
"This is the heir to the head of Yijian Fengsha. It's amazing to be able to fight him on an equal footing!"
Mu Linxiao raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Evenly matched... or not..."
Unbeatable opponents and obstacles preventing promotion made Liu Jinglin decide to go to extremes.
The next move will determine the outcome.
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