ps: I have nothing to say. It has been four weeks since the new book was released. This book has received clicks almost every day. It has been clicked for three weeks, and it actually got clicked twice today. When I asked in the author area, I said that I didn’t click on it, so then
It’s possible that someone else will mess up the points. If I want to get points myself, will I only get a small amount? In addition, I really don’t know who is so willing to help me get clicks every day. This book may not be updated much in the future.
It's almost over. Please forgive me. I have been busy with the new book for so long and I have lost all my mood.
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The shock brought by Mu Han gradually passed, and everyone's eyes were quickly attracted to the battle in the center of the maze. Waves of cheers erupted from time to time in the trial ground.[]
Among the ten people, only eight participated in this first round of battle.
These eight people were divided into four pairs. Except for the three Yanxia Realm monks, Mu Xingling, Mu Tiegang and Mu Xingye, almost all the others had reached the peak of Datong Realm. They were all the elites among the young children of the Mu family, not only
He has rich actual combat experience, his methods are extremely powerful, and every battle is extremely exciting.
Not only did Mr. Mu nodded secretly, but Yue Shan, Xiong Han and others also praised it.
Sixty-five minutes later, these four battles ended one after another. The four victors were Mu Xingling, Mu Tiegang, and Mu Feiting and Mu Tiancheng, two children of the Mu family who were at the top of the Datong realm. They were choosing the vanguard.
In the courtyard, Mu Feiting had also fought against Mu Han before, and now she has entered the final stage of the trial to select the best player.
As for Mu Xingye, he was defeated in the battle with Mu Tiegang.
About a quarter of an hour later, the four winners continued to draw lots, and it turned out to be Mu Xingling vs. Mu Tiancheng, and Mu Tiegang vs. Mu Feiting. In these two games, Mu Tiancheng and Mu Feiting actually had a tacit understanding, and the battle had not even begun.
He directly chose to admit defeat.
Their actions are quite reasonable. One is at the peak of Datong Realm and the other is at Misty Cloud Realm. There is almost no chance of winning. It is normal to admit defeat.
However, this greatly accelerated the process of the third round of the trial.
After only a moment's delay, the third draw began. This time, Mu Qingluan, who had been resting for a long time, also joined in, but was very lucky to have a bye.
This time the battle between Mu Xingling and Mu Tiegang did not happen, just because Mu Tiegang also chose to give up.
At this moment, Mu Han suddenly opened his eyes.
Mu Xingling and Mu Qingluan, who were more than ten meters away, immediately came into view. The noisy sounds outside continued to enter the maze, making Mu Han immediately understand what happened before.
"There was actually no fighting in two rounds."
Mu Han smiled unconsciously, but then shook his head slightly, "No, it should be three rounds!" Mu Qingluan gave up the fight just like Mu Tiegang.
Mu Qingluan retreated, which meant that Mu Xingling also entered the finals.
This final battle will be between Mu Han and Mu Xingling.
"Mu Han, it's your turn, you won't have any chance this time!"
Mu Xingling clenched his fists and shouted coldly, looking at Mu Han with eyes filled with shame and anger. No matter what, he had completely defeated Mu Han in this battle.
"You can't do anything to me in the second round of the trial, and it will be the same this time."
The corners of Mu Han's lips curled up slightly, and he stood up. The majestic Qi surged violently through his twenty meridians like a wave.
At this time, Mu Han had adjusted himself to his peak state, with strong self-confidence surging all over his body, and a look of eagerness to try on his face.
"Then just open your eyes and watch carefully!" Mu Xingling sneered.
"The fifth round of fighting begins!"
At this moment, Mu Feiyun glanced at the two of them, raised his right arm and moved downwards fiercely, and the moment his voice fell, Mu Xingling and Mu Han had already acted at the same time.
In an instant, a dozen meters shortened to two or three meters.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo..."
The true energy surged, and a long sword with cold light condensed in Mu Xingling's palm, and then it slashed at Mu Han crazily, one after another, and each one was faster than the other.
In the blink of an eye, Mu Xingling had already made eighteen cuts. The shadows of the swords overlapped one after another. The sharp sword light swept towards Mu Han like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The violent force seemed to blow away the fallen leaves.
The void within a radius of several meters was torn into countless fragments, and the sound of cracking and whistling came one after another, sending chills all over the body.
"Wind Sword Technique!"
This is also a middle-grade martial arts technique.
When the blade comes out, it is as powerful as a strong wind.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
Mu Han stepped forward without any hesitation. The rolling thunder sounded from his chest and abdomen, but it rushed towards Mu Han's fist like water.
Seeing Mu Han's move, a ferocious smile flashed in Mu Xingling's eyes.
He knew that what Mu Han was performing was the "Lei Ji Yin Gang" that no one in the Mu family had successfully practiced for hundreds of years. He also knew that Mu Han had practiced this technique to the point where he could perform one form and five thunder sounds. This technique was indeed not inferior.
As for any mid-level martial arts technique of the Mu family, it is a pity that Mu Han who used this technique only had the strength of the peak of Datong realm.
"boom!"
In an instant, Mu Han's fist was covered by numerous sword shadows.
At this moment, the sound of thunder that had just reached Mu Han's fist suddenly exploded. If the beast broke free from the cage with its unparalleled strength, it would wreak havoc and smash a hole in the dense curtain of swords.
"Yin Gang?"
Seeing this picture, Mu Feiyun, who was not far away, couldn't help but shrink slightly, and these two words suddenly flashed in his mind.
At the moment when the thunder sound exploded, he clearly saw a faint purple light flashing from Mu Han's right fist. It is said that when the "Lei Ji Sound Gang" skill is practiced to the level of the Six Styles of Thunder Sound,
The sound waves caused by thunder can form a layer of Gang Jin outside the body, which is called "Sound Gang", and it is extremely powerful.
However, Mu Han is still stuck in the state of Yi Shi Wu Lei Yin. The strong energy from the sound wave is like an epiphyllum, passing away in a flash, but even so, it has broken nearly half of Mu Xingling's violent wind sword technique.
"It's a pity, if it comes to Type 16 Thunder Sound..."
Looking at the blades that were still overwhelmingly covering Mu Han, Mu Feiyun secretly sighed in his heart. However, in the next moment, his eyes opened wide with shock in his eyes.
"Whoosh!"
At the same time that the power disappeared, a small purple dragon rushed out from the center of Mu Han's eyebrows, and with a dazzling white light, it passed through the hole made by his punch in the sword curtain, and moved toward him at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye.
Mu Xingling's chest shot away.
The purple dragon seemed to be radiating heat, but it could not alleviate the chill contained in the white light at all. Even a strong martial artist like Mu Feiyun felt a creepy feeling the moment he saw it.
"Royal weapon!"
Mu Feiyun's expression changed immediately after he cried out these two words. He had heard that Mu Han had the ability to refine low-grade Taoist tools, but he never thought that he could integrate the Taoist tools into his heart in such a short period of time.
Moreover, looking at this Taoist weapon, it is clear that it has been fused with "Purple Yang Dragon Crystal", and its power is not weaker than that of a middle-grade Taoist weapon.
Even if Mu Xingling possesses the peak strength of the Yanxia Realm, he will still be severely injured after being hit by this weapon. However, judging from his actions at this moment, he has not yet realized the danger.
In the blink of an eye, Mu Feiyun's body turned into a stream of gray light, which shot out and appeared between Mu Han and Mu Xingling like lightning.
With a light wave of his left hand, the sword curtain covering Mu Han dissipated.
"Seventh Elder, you..." Mu Xingling said in shock.
"you lose!"
Before Mu Xingling could finish speaking, Mu Feiyun shouted.
At this time, his right hand was hanging in front of Mu Xingling's chest, holding a sharp dagger between his index and middle fingers. A small purple dragon inside the dagger was vivid and lifelike, and the tip of the dagger could barely touch Mu Xingling's chest.
On Xing Ling's chest, Limang cut a small gash in his clothes.