Speaking of Mu Lilai, since the end of the battle, he has gone into the practice room alone.

In the first game, although he was lucky to defeat his opponent and successfully advanced, he found a problem, the people in the Slaughter Academy are really strong.

Just like the man just now, if he wasn't careless, he would never be able to defeat that person so easily, but fortunately, the other party was confused by his appearance and knocked down by his own punch, but with the experience of the past, I am afraid that next time no one will treat him as a soft persimmon kneaded at will.

Before, I thought that I would be able to win steadily by practicing the first form of the Canghai Sword Technique, but now it seems that maybe it is myself, or the academy is too underestimating the people of the slaughter academy. The ruthlessness in the bones of the disciples of the Slaughter Academy has been fully discovered in the development of the day after tomorrow, but on the other hand, the disciples of Yuhang Academy, which one of them is not a flower cultivated in the greenhouse, compared to those stout saplings that have really experienced the wind and rain, they are even more vulnerable.

"Canghai Knife Method" has a total of seven knives, but because the book in Mu Li's hand is only a part of it, there are only the first three knives on it, namely, Canghai Smile, Angry Sea, and Shocking Waves.

The reason why Mu Li took advantage of this time to come to the practice room was to practice the second sword in the Canghai Sword Technique, the Angry Sea.

As the old saying goes: grinding guns in battle, not fast is also light!

The time of the day passed in the blink of an eye, and Mu Li was still immersed in the practice room and did not come out. At this moment, Cheng Xi and the others were waiting anxiously in front of the door of the practice room.

"Cheng Xi, why don't you wake up the boss, the lottery is about to start over there!" Ashin suggested on the side.

"Now it seems that this is the only way to go. Cheng Xi is also helpless, although it may disturb the progress of his senior brother's practice, but compared to being late and being withdrawn, it will be disturbed.

Just when a few people hesitated, the door of the practice room in front of them suddenly opened, and out of it came Mu Li, who had a trace of anxiety and confusion in his eyes, Mu Li saw a few people waiting in front of his door, and said strangely, "Why are you here?"

"Senior brother?" The hands of several people who were about to knock on the door were suspended in the air, and when they saw that the person who came out was the senior brother, they hurriedly said, "Senior brother, the competition over there is about to start the draw, and the dean wants us to come to you." ”

"Okay, I see, let's go now. Mu Li still has some control over the time, otherwise it would not be possible to get out of the customs so coincidentally, and at this moment, he bowed slightly with a few people, and hurriedly rushed to the ring area.

On the second day, the competition was conducted by draw. When Mu Li arrived, the lottery had already begun, but looking at the number of people who got the number, it should have just begun, Mu Li greeted a few people, and then stood at the back of the line unhurriedly and lined up.

The draw was placed in front of the referee's bench, and with the joint supervision of the president and the vice-president, no one could be suspected of cheating.

The lottery is drawn by random drawing of individuals. On a long table not far from the referee's bench, there was a sealed black iron box, boxy, made of unknown materials, with the effect of insulating spiritual sense. Directly above the iron box, there is a circular opening, and a black bag is sleeved around the mouth, which also has the effect of isolating spiritual consciousness. The drawer only needs to put his hand into the black bag and pull out a label from it, which is the next match.

The mentor standing next to the iron box is responsible for recording the lottery numbers of each person, and writing one by one on the battle board for people to watch. As one tag after another is drawn, more and more battle lists are sorted out. The onlookers were looking for their imaginary battle times on the battle list, obviously wanting to get a good position in advance.

With Mu Li's arrival, the dean sitting in the referee's seat was obviously relieved, after all, he was still a little worried that Mu Li would delay his time because of practice. At the end of the competition yesterday, the dean had the intention of having a good conversation with Mu Li and talking to him about the situation of the disciples of the Slaughter Academy, but he didn't expect that this kid would go to retreat as soon as the competition ended, causing his plan to fall through.

Until this morning, Mu Li was still immersed in the practice room, and the dean was faintly worried about whether this kid would delay the lottery, so he asked Cheng Xi and the others to wait for him at the door, and if it really didn't work, he would call him directly.

"Yo, the old man thought that you deliberately made this kid late and saved his life!" Ouyang Chang, like the dean, had been paying attention to Mu Li's movements, but he never saw the murderer who killed his grandson, and thought it was Hu Yidao's hands and feet, but it wasn't until he saw the change in Hu Yidao's eyes that he knew it wasn't.

"Do you think the old man is as treacherous as you?" After seeing Mu Li coming, his somewhat stiff body gradually relaxed at this moment, and his body involuntarily lay back, picked up the tea on the table, and took a sip.

"Hehe, you'd better secretly pray that this kid won't meet our people today!" Ouyang Chang gritted his teeth, his hateful teeth itching.

"You can't care about this!" The dean was full of care, but he was secretly looking forward to whether Mu Li could bring him another surprise today, just like yesterday.