Chapter Ninety-Seven: Momentum Breaks

There was no deviance at all, but who knew what this bad old man had done in private, Murong Xuan turned his head to look at Ling'er, only to see Ling'er holding Yuanyuan and looking at Murong Xuan outside, cheering for Murong Xuan, Murong Xuan looked at Yuanyuan's getting fatter and fatter, and couldn't help but feel a little melancholy, this newcomer's ceremony specially stipulates that it is not allowed to bring spirit pets into the venue, otherwise, if Yuanyuan is here, he doesn't have to worry so much, just sit on the side and wait.

But maybe it's because of Murong Xuan's existence, this is a rule that has been deliberately set up, there was no previous year, but this year, Murong Xuan is also one of the few outliers, when he enters the spirit realm, there are spirit beasts with him, which is also quite rare, many people don't necessarily have any spirit beasts willing to follow when they arrive in the spirit yuan realm, or the spirit beasts that follow are pure vases, which are useless, it is better not to have them.

Murong Xuan retracted his gaze, and the moment Li Qingyue announced the start of the newcomer ceremony, Murong Xuan saw two people on the field, one of them was Chen Qing who Murong Xuan was familiar with, and the other was an unknown disciple, the two competed, Chen Qing easily won a victory, seeing that Chen Qing also came here to participate in the newcomer ceremony, Murong Xuan suddenly had a lot of thoughts in his heart, even an intuition, indescribable, Murong Xuan looked at Jian Fengzi who was in the stands at this time, and saw that he was closing his eyes and recuperating, as if he was not paying attention to everything。 Murong Xuan put down the thoughts in his heart firmly, focusing on the above competition, the first eight games passed in a flash, nothing too brilliant, plain and bland, but the degree was very tragic, and even a group of people fought to the edge of life and death before they could tell the winner, it can be seen that these disciples of the Leaving Pavilion, in order to get the favor of the elders of the Xuanjian Dao Sect, have put their personal life and death out of the way.

Then it came to Murong Xuan's first competition, as Murong Xuan slowly walked up to the round platform, the other party also slowly walked up, it was a big man, with a ring iron knife in his hand, and his body looked quite fierce, he didn't even say hello when he came to the stage, so he took the lead, and slashed at Murong Xuan, and said while chopping back in his mouth, "Boy, you little arms and legs, it's better to hurry up and take the initiative to admit defeat, otherwise my knife won't have eyes at that time, I don't want to waste spiritual power on you." After saying a few words, the bull was angry, as if he came with the momentum of victory.

Murong Xuan ignored the words of the big alley man, and at the moment when the big man slashed towards him, he took five square steps under his feet, and did not even unsheath the sword he was carrying, and bypassed the big man at an extremely fast speed, and came behind the big man, first a sweep, swept on the big man's feet, swept the big man into the air, and then a horizontal kick kicked the big man in the waist, directly kicking the big man under the martial platform. One operation, smooth flow, without any sense of obscurity, defeated the opponent between the transformation and freehand.

In Murong Xuan's opinion, this big man is really not a grade compared to the opponents he has encountered, he is completely here to play soy sauce, although the big man looks very fierce, but his feet are vain, which is obviously a manifestation of spiritual power, so Murong Xuan did not pay attention to this person at all, let alone be stimulated by this person's words.

But the people in the audience watched, Murong Xuan's move was very powerful, in the previous competition, at least no one had done it, and he had defeated the opponent so easily, so everyone had a very high evaluation of Murong Xuan at this time, and even included him in the list of things they needed to be careful about, but for those who still had some strength, they didn't care so much, after all, the strength of the big man was there.

Then round after round, after a morning, those who played soy sauce were finally eliminated, and after this time, there were still sixteen people left to participate in the newcomer ceremony, among which Murong Xuan silently recorded in his heart those who still maintained a complete victory after a morning of elimination, and these people were his real opponents.

Then the next sixteen people also started their own lottery, sixteen divided into eight groups, this time can be said to be crucial, some people's faces are already full of tiredness at this time, and there are a lot of blood stains on their clothes, obviously after a hard battle, for them, this battle is crucial, as long as they win the top ten, even if there are no elders to accept themselves as apprentices, then they will not be too bad after entering the Liren Pavilion. So with the support of such a mind, the few people who are not so strong here this time have already had a desperate mind, not for anything else, but for their own future and destiny.

As soon as Murong Xuan reached in, he took it out and looked at it, a big word was written on a piece of red paper, it was obvious that this time Murong Xuan was the first to play in this round, after drawing, Murong Xuan walked directly to the martial arts platform without waiting, waiting for another person to come. After a while, a slightly shabby man with slightly shabby clothes appeared in Murong Xuan's eyes, and there was still a trace of blood on the sword in his hand.

The other party looked at Murong Xuan, and saw that Murong Xuan was still carrying the Chixiao Sword on his back, and his body was spotless, the man's heart sank, this person was not something he could deal with, and he was decisively thinking in his heart, whether he should give up this scene, leave his spiritual power, and compete for the other two places.

At this time, Murong Xuan saw the appearance of the other side, and did not take the initiative to make a move, but asked, "Isn't Your Excellency still out of the sword?"

After the man heard Murong Xuan's words, he finally made up his mind, my strength is not as good as Your Excellency, so I will not compete with Your Excellency, and by the way, I will have a good relationship with Your Excellency, after finishing speaking, he jumped off the martial platform, Murong Xuan was also quite surprised, but more because he felt that this man had a way to choose and would not be blinded by the greed in his heart, if he spoke to himself, it would cost a lot of spiritual power, needless to say, and Murong Xuan would win him nine times out of ten, and the competition he gave up with Murong Xuan meant that he must be outside the top eight, but not everyone can give up decisively in the face of temptation......