"Old man, I'm going to participate in the Spirit Master Competition." Mu Ying patted the table lightly and said.

"Sign on it, and then take it" The old man's voice paused, and then looked up at Mu Ying, after seeing her appearance, he was stunned at first, and then said with a little surprise: "You are here for the first time?" ”

"Yes, old man." Mu Ying replied truthfully.

"How old are you?" The old man asked again.

Is this also what needs to be done before the competition? Mu Ying thought in her heart, but still replied truthfully: "Fifteen." ”

"Fifteen?" The old man's brows furrowed slightly, and then he shook his head and said, "Fifteen-year-old second-stage junior spirit master, this qualification can't be worse, little girl, are you sure you want to participate in the spirit master competition?" ”

Mu Ying was blushing when the old man said, her qualifications are poor? He has only been cultivating for more than a month and has reached the second-stage junior spirit master, is his qualification poor? Of course, she didn't want to explain anything to the old man, nodded and said, "I want to participate." ”

The old man glanced at her and didn't say anything more, this is a spiritual martial arts field, not a charity field, and if people want to die, you don't need to be kind enough to stop it. He asked himself if he was a good person.

"The second stage of the junior spirit master, you can participate in the first to third stage of the competition, this is the state of life and death, this is the wooden card, sign the name, life and death have life, the wooden card is your order of appearance, the other party is random. Okay, sign it! ”

The old man said the same words in his mouth, and the person lowered his head again and looked at the book in his hand.

Mu Ying was stunned for a few seconds, then picked up the pen, signed his name on the life and death certificate, and then saluted the old man, and walked in with the wooden card.

After Mu Ying's wooden card left, the old man slowly looked up at her back, and then muttered in a low voice: "With such poor qualifications, you dare to come here to participate in the competition, either you are fearless, or your IQ is not enough." ”

As soon as she came out, Mu Ying felt a light in front of her, and then a deafening sound echoed in the venue, Mu Ying's eyes scanned the surroundings, densely packed with people. At this moment, they are all shouting at the competition platform in the center of the venue.

Mu Ying couldn't help but look there as well, only to see that in the center of the venue, on the high platform, there were two figures tossing and turning, and between the moves, the aura was raging. The fight was quite intense.

"Master Huahua, what is the strength of the two of them?" Mu Ying asked in her heart as she walked towards the rest area.

"The one who defends is a seventh-stage junior spirit master, and the one who attacks is an eighth-stage junior spirit master."

"Seventh-dan and eighth-dan ah!" Mu Ying pursed her lips, and said in her heart that she really didn't have enough to see these two paragraphs.

Coming to the rest area, there were already five people sitting here. Each of them can't see through the strength of the other, that is, everyone is higher than their own level.

But so what, although his level is not enough, it does not mean that his strength is not enough.

Walking to a place and sitting down, Mu Ying looked at the center of the venue, and didn't care about the voices of the other people, although you have a good discussion, wait for me to win and see how you still talk.

Soon, the competition between the two in the field was coming to an end, and I saw that the eighth-stage junior spirit master slammed into the chest of the seventh-stage junior spirit master, and the person immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then the whole person flew out upside down and fell under the high platform.

As soon as she came, seeing this scene, Mu Ying couldn't help but stick out her tongue, and sure enough, it was a place where people didn't blink. Then Mu Ying hurriedly shook her head, she wouldn't become like that.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a voice coming from nowhere.

"The ninth and eighth stage junior spirit master wins, and the points are increased by ten! In the next game, the seventh-stage junior spirit master of the thirteenth will fight the eighth-stage junior spirit master of the nineteenth. ”

As the voice fell, I saw two people standing opposite each other on the high platform.

Mu Ying's eyes were also looking, and when she landed, she saw that the white-clothed young man of the seventh-stage junior spirit master who was standing on the high platform was not the one she had just met in the inn and said in front of the door that she would let her leave!

"It's the eighth dan against him, can he win?" Mu Ying couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Don't worry, this kid won't necessarily lose." Master Huahua said suddenly.

Mu Ying was stunned for a moment, and then said, "What? Master Flowey, do you think he can win? Why? ”

"This kid is not simple." Master Huahua didn't explain anything, just said this, and then there was no movement.

The curiosity that Mu Ying had just aroused for him had to be suppressed, and his eyes looked at the figure on the high platform with curiosity. She wanted to see how powerful this guy was, and he looked down on herself so much just now.

Thinking in his heart, the two on the high platform had already fought together. I saw that the surface of the white-clothed young man's body was pouring out of the aura, covering his body, and every punch he threw was full of aura. Presumably this is also a kind of exercise!

And the other party is naturally not weak, opening and closing, the aura is raging, breaking the offensive of the young man in white, turning defense into offense, and punching the heart of the young man in white, it is really vicious, and the style is dead!

And looking at the young man in white again, he still follows his previous moves and routines, and it seems to be very rhythmic, every punch and every palm is just right, looking at his competition, it actually gives people a very comfortable feeling.

Mu Ying is such a strange feeling, looking at him competing, it doesn't seem like he is competing with others, but like a person walking leisurely, wandering among the flowers, that kind of elegant feeling, people can't help but be surprised.

Suddenly, Mu Ying's eyes froze, and he saw that the white-clothed young man's originally very floating state suddenly changed, his speed increased dramatically, and the aura around his body also rotated rapidly, and the aura surrounding him also began to follow him irritating.

And every punch he threw began to have a domineering taste, no longer dodging, his fists blasted out, and the man who was one level higher than him retreated step by step, without the slightest advantage, but at a disadvantage.

Roar!

Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar came out, and I saw a huge white tiger head the size of several zhang appeared above the fist of the young man in white, and the white tiger's mouth was wide open, and the roar came from its mouth.

Then as the white-clothed young man swung out, the white tiger's bloody mouth also bit the other party's head.

This scene suddenly ignited all the surrounding audiences, and the cheers and roars boiled again.

Mu Ying even stood up directly from the chair and looked at it directly.

Looking at the eight-stage junior spirit master again, although he was panicked, he didn't mess up, I saw his body retreat quickly, and at the same time, his hands were quickly waved, and I saw a sword made of spiritual energy shooting towards the tiger's head.

Puff puff! A series of sounds rang out, but they all pierced through the white tiger's skull, and then dissipated into the air.

Looking at the white tiger's head again, it was only a little illusory, but it still bit down on the man's head with undiminished momentum.

Yes!

Accompanied by a scream from the man.

I saw that his body flew directly into the air, and then he was thrown by the white tiger, and the whole person was thrown to the open space and broke away from the high platform. The moment he landed, he passed out. Looking at the young man in white again, he had already turned around and returned to the rest area.

"The seventh-stage junior spirit master of the thirteenth stage wins, and the points are increased by ten. Next" The voice also sounded again.

Well?

Mu Ying was slightly stunned, she didn't pay attention to listening just now, but now she heard it.

"Points plus ten? What does that mean? Can I still add points if I win a game? ”