A month later, Mu Qinghan, Mu Haotian, Murong Tianyin, Jack, Carter, and Pierce opened the two big wooden cages on time.

Today is the time for Mu Qinghan to promise to compete.

In this month's time, except for Mu Qinghan, the other five people were cultivating day and night, and in the face of this battle of life and death, none of them dared to relax in the slightest.

Mu Qinghan often pointed out Mu Haotian and Murong Tianyin, and under Mu Qinghan's guidance, the progress of the two of them improved by leaps and bounds.

The rest of the time, Mu Qinghan would observe these indigenous people.

After seeing these people using their spiritual power and hearing some of their conversations, Mu Qinghan had a general understanding of the strength of ordinary natives.

The warriors of this world are called braves. It is divided into two levels: brave and warrior, corresponding to the earth's internal strength realm and the grandmaster realm, but the strength is much stronger than the same level of earth warriors.

In addition, for the past month, several thorn armors have been hovering outside the cage, drooling, looking at them as if they were looking at food.

These things are not highly intelligent, but their strength is very strong, unless Mu Qinghan can break through the Condensation Realm here, it will not be easy to escape from these guys with Mu Haotian and Murong Tianyin.

In short, it is not easy to return to Earth from this world!

Now I can only win the three competition places first, and then we will take a step at a time.

Mu Qinghan watched Mu Haotian and Murong Tianyin walk into the ring, and after a month of training, Murong Tianyin turned his head to look at Mu Qinghan and nodded at him, which means, rest assured!

Mu Qinghan smiled slightly.

The game was about to start, and someone walked up to Mu Qinghan's side, "Our patriarch asked you to watch the battle next to him." ”

Mu Qinghan was suspicious in his heart, but he didn't say anything, and followed the man to the patriarch's side.

The patriarch looked at Mu Qinghan, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "The progress of your two friends is not small." ”

Mu Qinghan was slightly surprised, the competition hadn't started yet, and the patriarch had already seen it?

"You're making me more and more curious, young man. As a Grandmaster-level martial artist, you can easily kill seven people by yourself! In a month, you can make your friends grow stronger. The patriarch shook his head, "The most important thing is that I can't even see through your strength. ”

"Anyway, who are you? ”

Mu Qinghan said indifferently, "I, like them, am from a place. ”

The patriarch thought about it, and Mu Qinghan's answer didn't seem to have any loopholes, although they were discovered by the clansmen in two places, but the time of discovery was very close, and besides, people who were not in the same place, how could they be hunted down, how could they have friends.

"It's not hard for your friend to win, now I want to ask you, what do you think you have a chance of winning against our warriors?"

Mu Qinghan thought for a while, "I haven't seen them, but I estimate that it should be less than thirty percent." ”

Mu Qinghan set his eyes on the field, at this time Mu Haotian had already fought with Pierce, and at present, Mu Haotian was firmly in the upper hand.

The patriarch also looked at the field, "Don't look at it, your friend has won." ”

"You're a strange person, since you don't have confidence in your game, but I can't see in your face that you're worried. ”

"Is it useful to worry?" Mu Qinghan looked at the patriarch.

"So you're trying to do your best to obey the fate of heaven?"

Mu Qinghan smiled lightly, "I prefer to do my best and go against the destiny of heaven." ”

The patriarch was puzzled and asked, "Against the Mandate of Heaven?"

"Yes, even in a desperate situation, I will crush my fate. What's more, if there is a 30% chance of winning, it is not a desperate situation, and for me, 30% is enough. With that, Mu Qinghan closed his mouth and looked at the field intently.

Do your best, go against the destiny of heaven? Thirty percent is enough?

Mu Qinghan's words kept rushing in the patriarch's mind.

He'd never heard it before, but it was something he would never forget!

Originally, he talked to Mu Qinghan as an old man, but after listening to Mu Qinghan's words, his heart was turbulent and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Looking sideways at Mu Qinghan, Mu Qinghan seemed to be very satisfied with Mu Haotian's reaction, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The patriarch narrowed his eyes slightly, what kind of person is this young man!

His heart is also gradually changing.

In the ring, Mu Haotian killed Pierce and Carter, and in the next game, with his dexterous body, the killing moves were endless, and the changes were weird, so that Mike was unguarded, and after five minutes of fighting, Murong Tianyin's figure flashed and crossed Mike's side.

Murong Tianyin turned around and looked coldly at Mike, who was full of horror, "I originally wanted to leave you to my brother and let him avenge that palm, but unfortunately if I don't go up again, I won't have a chance to play." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mike spat out a mouthful of blood and looked down at his heart, where a sword was inserted.

"You, your sword... Where did it come from?"

Murong Tianyin's sword scabbard was hanging next to the oxygen tank, to say that Mike didn't know, it was pure nonsense, the only explanation was that he didn't see Qing Murong Tianyin out of the sword!

Murong Tianyin smiled coldly, "My sword has been carried behind me, what's the matter? You wouldn't think it was an ornament." ”

Murong Tianyin pulled out his sword and inserted it back into the scabbard behind him.

The surrounding natives, holding their weapons aloft, slammed the ground in unison, cheering for the winner.

Even if they are prisoners, in this world that worships the strong, the winner will get applause.

At this moment, the patriarch suddenly stood up and walked to the center of the tournament field.

"Very well, the three of you will win in the end, come on, drag those three corpses to the kitchen. ”

"Now, we're going to have the final competition. The patriarch looked around at the clansmen, "However, it was originally planned that the three of them would challenge the three strongest warriors in this group, but everyone knew that Tabby had turned into an immortal in the battle with the Zhou clan. ”

"Transform into an immortal, turn into an immortal, turn into an immortal!" the clansmen shouted the slogan of the immortal in unison.

Mu Qinghan frowned slightly, what the team leader said about turning into an immortal would definitely not be a successful transformation of the tribulation, in this world, there is not even a cultivator, let alone an immortal.

After thinking about it for a while, Mu Qinghan already understood that the so-called immortal transformation probably means "dead".

Looking at the excitement of these clansmen, in their eyes, the warriors do not need to cry when they die in battle, they have received the highest honor, and in their eyes, the sacrificed warriors are "immortals"!

The patriarch continued, "So, at the moment, there are only two warriors in our clan, but I don't want to see the three of them continue to fight for these two places, and we should respect their honor for the victor!"

"So, I have now decided that if the three of them will no longer fight our warriors, we will replace our warriors with three adult stabbing armors!"

Mu Haotian and Murong Tianyin were walking towards Mu Qinghan, but when they heard the patriarch's words, the footsteps of the two suddenly stopped, and they looked at the old man who spoke generously in disbelief.

"Damn, this is the honor given to us? Old man, I give you my honor, you come!"

"No, do you want to fight that monster? or three?"

It's a pity that no one here heard the two of them complain, and the audience became even more fanatical because they heard the appearance of the Thorn Armor.

"Compete with the Thorn Armor? Oh my God! This is the highest honor for them!"

"Glory even though you die!"

"Thorn Armor! Thorn Armor! Thorn Armor! Pick the three strongest Thorn Armor!"

After announcing the new decision, the patriarch returned to his seat, he didn't look at Mu Qinghan, he just asked with a smile.

"Young man, I hate it when people talk big in front of me, and now you tell me, what are your chances of winning?"

Mu Qinghan smiled slightly, "Ten percent!"

"Ten percent, I think you're crazy!"

Mu Qinghan stopped talking nonsense, he walked towards Murong Tianyin and stood for a long time.

The patriarch had rebelled so easily, so he had reason to believe that even if he had won the three warriors, they might not have let the three of them go.

To fight his way out of this encirclement, take the two of them away, and force him to fight to the death!

"Celestial sound. Mu Qinghan's voice sounded faintly, and his eyebrows were a little solemn.

"En?" Murong Tianyin also seemed to notice that Mu Qinghan was wrong, and looked at Mu Qinghan nervously.

"Didn't you ever want to see me with a sword?"

"Don't you know how to use a sword?" Murong Tianyin was slightly startled, she clearly remembered that Mu Qinghan had told her that he never used a sword.

Mu Qinghan nodded and looked at Murong Tianyin with certainty.

Although Murong Tianyin was full of doubts, she still asked Mu Qinghan, "Mu Qinghan... Will you use a sword?"

Mu Qinghan bowed slightly, "Yes, it's just that I didn't need it before!"

"Then use my sword. When Murong Tianyin handed the broken breath in his hand to Mu Qinghan, Mu Qinghan refused,

"I have a sword, and it's called Biluo. After speaking, Mu Qinghan's right hand was raised, and then he shook it gently, and in an instant, a clear streamer flew around, and in just an instant, a turquoise long sword appeared on Mu Qinghan's palm. The sword is five feet long, and there is a faint roar of a dragon and a tiger.

Murong Tianyin's eyes widened, looking at all this in disbelief. Not only her, but also Mu Haotian, they had never seen Mu Qinghan's sword, let alone Mu Qinghan's magic.

Murong Tianyin knew swords, so he naturally saw at a glance that Biluo Sword was extraordinary, and it was extremely extraordinary. It's much stronger than the breath in her hand.

At this time, the gaze in Mu Qinghan's eyes had become different, just like lovers who had been separated for a long time met again, and he couldn't tell whether he was more attached or more melancholy.

Mu Qinghan casually held a sword flower, used his middle and index fingers as a sword, and stroked along the sword body, "We meet again." ”

Under Mu Qinghan's caressing, Biluo shook out a dragon groan, as if responding to him.

Mu Qinghan smiled slightly, put the sword behind his back with his backhand, and slowly walked to the center of the ring.

Murong Tianyin walked towards Mu Haotian in a distraction, and the scene just now made her heart skip a beat.

Biluo, the rumored Biluo.

Mu Haotian looked at this scene with a shocked expression, and asked strangely, "Tianyin, doesn't Mu Qinghan know how to use a sword?"

Murong Tianyin himself was full of confusion, so he naturally couldn't answer Mu Haotian.

"I didn't know that his Biluo was actually a rumored sword. ”

"What do you mean by the rumored sword? ”

Murong Tianyin said again, "It is the realm that we can only look up to, the realm that only exists in myths and legends." ”

"What, what kind of person do you mean Mu Qinghan is?"

"Brother, don't ask, I can't tell, let's still watch the competition. Murong Tianyin's mind was very confused, she was full of thoughts on Mu Qinghan, and she didn't know how to recognize it.

A few creepy low roars disturbed Murong Tianyin's thoughts, and she raised her eyes to look at the other side.

Behind the crowd of onlookers, three thorns, grinning teeth, walked towards the martial arts arena.

Seeing these three guys, Mu Haotian and Murong Tianyin couldn't help but gasp.

One of the three barbed armor is pure black, one is gray, and one is crimson.

They are half the size of the ones seen before and are more than three meters tall, so they can be seen through the crowd. Gare on the back

The spikes are like black rocks, swaying from side to side as the body swings, the armor-like armor on the body looks like metal, and the muscles of the upper body swell, as if they are about to explode.

"This, this is also a stinger, why is it so big!"

"Mu Qinghan..."Murong Tianyin thought of Mu Qinghan for the first time, when she looked at the young man in the field, she found that Mu Qinghan's face was still like water, his eyes were slightly closed, and the Biluo Sword was carried behind him, and the whole person was as still as water.

The people cheered at the sight of the most powerful thorn armor ever raised.

"Black Domain, Black Prison, Black Prison!"

"Wu Yan, Wu Yan, Wu Yan!"

"Chigang, Chigang, Chigang!"

The three thorn armor half-squatted on the sidelines, looking greedily at the humans in the field, opening their mouths, and a string of saliva couldn't help dripping.

The patriarch smiled at the three spurs.

"Black Prison, Wu Yan, Chi Gang, if the three of you can kill him, then he will be your dinner!"

"Roar!" the three thorns heard the most encouraging news, and roared in a low voice, their eyes even more intense.

"Which of you goes first!"

"Roar, roar!" the three spurts scrambled to let out a low roar, looking like they wanted to be the first to play, eager to try.

It's one thing to see a ferocious beast, it's another to see a ferocious beast preparing to use itself for dinner.

At this time, Mu Haotian and Mo Rong Tianyin's faces turned pale, and the picture of themselves being fought and torn apart by these three brutal creatures even appeared in their minds.

The patriarch shook his head with a smile, "You three, don't be so anxious, there are three people over there, all of them have a chance." ”

"Who will go first?" Among the three thorn armors, Black Prison is the strongest, especially strong in attack, Wu Yan and Jin Gang are slightly weaker, but Wu Yan's attack and defense are average, and Chi Gang is better at defense.

The patriarch glanced at Mu Qinghan in the field, and until now he didn't know what Mu Qinghan's limit was, and he hadn't found Mu Qinghan's weakness for the time being.

However, from the previous seven competitions, this guy's attack is indeed sharp, and his body is fast, but his defense is very small, and his weakness should be defense!

"Black..."The patriarch was about to speak, but Mu Qinghan interrupted him.

"Let the three of them go together. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"Brother, Mu Qinghan him, what did he say!"

Mu Haotian's eyes widened, "Mu Qinghan must be crazy! This kind of thing, it's good to be able to kill one." ”

The patriarch also looked at Mu Qinghan in shock, "You said let them go together?"

Mu Qinghan smiled indifferently, "Yes, you heard it right." ”

"Okay! Since you have asked for this, I will give you the highest honor! Black Prison, Wu Yan, Chi Gang, go!"

The patriarch gave an order, and the three thorn armors were like wild horses that had escaped from the brair, and galloped towards the middle of the martial arts arena.

The huge body stomped on the ground with a bang, and the ground was dusty.

Murong Tianyin's heart had almost stopped beating.

But she didn't dare to close her eyes, as soon as she closed her eyes, the picture of Mu Qinghan's body being frantically torn apart by three beasts kept flashing in her mind...

"Mu Qinghan, come on! Mu Qinghan, don't die!"

The speed of the stabbing armor was extremely fast, while on the other side, Mu Qinghan's movements seemed much slower.

With a sword slap in his back hand, he placed Biluo in front of him, his eyes were grim, staring at the three beasts that were rushing wildly.

"Biluo, are you ready!"

Biluo's sword body began to hum.

Mu Qinghan smiled slightly, "Okay!"

After saying that, Mu Qinghan bent his knees slightly, moved his hind feet, and coiled into a lunge.

Looking ahead with cold eyes, Mu Qinghan held the hilt of the sword in his hand and swept a sword in the air.

This sword was so fast that people only saw a light, and Mu Qinghan had already taken the sword.

A sword was swung out, and Bi Luo groaned softly, which seemed to be particularly cheerful. Mu Qinghan stroked the sword body with his finger sword, and the sword body returned to calm.

"Biluo, rest. Immediately, he carried the broken breath behind his back with a backhand.

Murong Tianyin glared at Mu Qinghan, "It's over?"

Mu Qinghan just swung out a sword and put it away? But...

Before Murong Tianyin could figure it out, suddenly, in front of Mu Qinghan, a white light comparable to the light of the sun exploded violently