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Frightened, everyone can only worship the power of the monk.

For this battle, everyone is no longer as optimistic about Mu Feitai as they were at the beginning, and they must know that now he is a monk, and he is not unjustly defeated.

"Unexpectedly, you really got the monk's inheritance."

Mu Feitai was also shocked, if he had been almost blown up just now, he would have been blown into black charcoal. Although it is not enough to die, it is certain that he will lie in bed like a waste person for a few months.

Shaking off the black-and-gray clothes that had been turned into black and gray in his palm, Mu Tingcheng raised his palm, "Mu Feitai, I advise you to admit defeat!" In today's battle, I am determined to win. If you don't want to be electrocuted like this. ”

"Hahaha~ Mu Chengcheng, don't think that if you have a little adventure, you will be invincible in the world."

After a pause, Mu Feitai slapped his waist, and a soft sword flicked into his hand. "Yes, the monk is very powerful, but it's not you, you just had a little adventure and were lucky enough to touch a little monk's power."

"In the future we dare not say what we have achieved, but, now? See? As he spoke, Mu Feitai shook the soft sword in his hand.

"This is something I have for you."

Mu Qingcheng stared at it, what is this? A soft sword can deal with yourself? However, since Mu Feitai still dares to boast about such big words after seeing his own methods, it can be seen that he is not talking nonsense.

"How do you know I'm capable of this? Isn't it too self-righteous to say such big things now? ”

Mu Chengcheng secretly raised his vigilance, it seemed that the other party had already guessed his identity as a monk, and he came prepared.

"Is it a big deal, you will know soon, no matter how much ability you have, let you know today, now, you are not my opponent."

Palm Thunder -

If you keep talking to this madman, you suspect that you will become a madman. Mu Chengcheng didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, and gave him a taste of palm thunder, maybe he would come to his senses.

"Maybe you don't know it, what I'm best at is not palming, but swordsmanship."

Mu Feitai swung his sword to meet him, not dodging or dodging. The tip of the soft sword swayed, and the sword momentum was unpredictable.

Crackling~~

A palm slapped on the soft sword, and the thunder and lightning in the palm of the palm erupted on the sword.

To everyone's surprise, the palm thunder just flashed, and it did not spread along the soft sword, but Mu Qingcheng's palm was circled by the soft sword, cutting the palm, and almost didn't cut off half of the palm.

"How? Isn't it a surprise? Why didn't the palm thunder spread along the software? ”

Hahaha~ Mu Feitai is in a good mood.

"Do you think you're the only one who got the adventure?" Saying this, Mu Feitai stopped, his eyes burst into light, and he was full of spirit.

"When you were still a waste who couldn't cultivate, I already had an adventure, and I met a monk passing by, who said that I had the qualifications of a monk, and hurriedly left a few things, and made an appointment to admit me to the sect when recruiting disciples this year, which is to become a monk."

Speaking of his adventures, Mu Feitai was full of spirits, and he was a determined monk. "This soft sword is one of the things he left behind, the unique spiritual wood of the monk world-cork, a soft sword made of wood, the wood attribute is just right to restrain the spread of thunder and lightning."

Only then did Mu Tingcheng know why the other party knew that his methods were still so fearless.

On the referee stage, Mu Feitai's father, Mu Zhanxiong, also stared at his son excitedly, and just now he envied his eldest brother for having a good son. glanced at Mu Zhanpeng, and the two brothers were very happy, the Mu family was lucky.

"Nima, Lao Tzu was even injured when he used the power of the monk."

The monks, who have always been rare to see, actually met two here today. One is to get the inheritance of the monk, and the other is to get the favor of the monk and become a disciple.

Their luck was the envy of all who were present.

The luck of the Mu family is even more enviable of the major forces, and there are two monks in the Mu family, and they still have them.

"Yes, I underestimate you. I'll be serious next. ”

In front of everyone's eyes, Mu Qingcheng's wounds healed quickly and quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What a cow! The wound is healed directly. ”

"It's exciting, both of them have had such a powerful adventure, it's hard to say who won!"

"I think Mu Feitai has a better chance of winning, although Mu Tingcheng has an adventure, but the foundation is not solid, Mu Feitai is a large part of the strength obtained by relying on his own efforts." "Hey, hey~ I said that you are not right, strength is the most important thing, it doesn't matter what foundation you have! Besides, luck is also very important, I think Cheng Shao's luck is very good, I am optimistic about Cheng Shao, and I think he will beat Mu Feitai. ”

……

"Drink ~ Meteor Fist-"

Mu Qingcheng shouted in a deep voice, Yuan Li wrapped his two fists and rushed to Mu Feitai's side, his fists blasted out continuously, and the crystal streamer flickered.

"Look, the city is making a move." "It's a monk's trick again!" "Definitely! You see, the layer of light on his fists must be some kind of powerful monk's means. ”

"Wow~ Chengshao is so majestic! So handsome~"

"The city is less powerful, the city is the first, and the city is the first." The city is less victorious...... Mu Feitai will win... Tai Shao must win......

Mu Chengcheng punched one punch after another, not dodging or dodging, and directly hit it.

Ding Ding Ding Ding ~~

Mu Feitai's soft sword flipped over, and he didn't know how many times it collided with Mu Tingcheng's fist in an instant, making a series of golden and iron sounds, and every time the soft sword was like colliding with metal, it couldn't break through Mu Tingcheng's defense.

"Oh~ Ya can still do this."

Mu Chengcheng also discovered that when he used the Meteor Fist, that layer of streamer was like an armor that protected the fists, resisting the soft sword, and he was stunned that he didn't even break the skin. The soft sword slashed through it as if it tickled itself.

"Nima's, Lao Tzu stoned you to death."

Bite~~~

Again, the soft sword was knocked open, and feeling the force coming from the sword, Mu Feitai's hand holding the sword was secretly numb.

"How terrifying is this perverted brute force! smashed on the soft sword, and he was able to send such a big force to shake his arm numb, it was too perverted. ”

Wielding his sword, Mu Feitai took a few steps back.

"Where to run? Look at the boxing-" Mu Qingcheng rushed at speed, and his fists were in hot pursuit.

"Brute. Hmph~ Break my defense first! Mu Feitai said unhurriedly, gently throwing out a small thing.

Hum~ The thing made a soft sound, hanging above Mu Feitai's head, slowly spinning.

Bang~Bang~

The meteor punch hit Mu Feitai in front of him, and was blocked by an invisible block. However, Mu Tingcheng could clearly feel that a layer of eggshell-like transparency came from the small thing above Mu Feitai's head.

"Ritual vessels, magical things used by monks."

I didn't believe it. Bang Bang Bang~~ Mu Chengcheng quickly threw punch after punch, continuously bombarding this layer of protection.

took out another thing, held it in his hand and raised Yang, "Mu Qingcheng, your opponent is this, come on!" Let you grow your eyes. Mu Feitai threw out the yellow paper in his hand.

"Don't~" Just when Mu Feitai threw out the yellow paper, several people on the referee table shouted at the same time, but it was too late.

"Cheating!" Everyone shouted at the same time, the Mu family is more particular about personal strength, you can use weapons, but you can't use external forces. Mu Feitai This is no longer his own strength, but the power of yellow paper.

"Spells." Mu Qingcheng's eyes froze, and he felt the pressure coming from the yellow paper.

"Yes, you still have some eyesight. Firebird Curse—"

The yellow paper burned, and the firebirds of the gods were condensed on the competition platform, each the size of a goshawk, all of which were formed by flames, and a total of thirty-six were condensed.

A wave of hot air swept through the audience, and even the air in the air seemed to be about to burn.

On the competition platform, it is like an oven.

"O Nima! How can it be so powerful. Doesn't look easy to deal with! "Mu Qingcheng has Yuan Force to protect his body, and the fiery qi wave has no effect on him, but he just feels the huge pressure coming from the thirty-six firebirds.

In the spectator seats near the competition platform, everyone had already gotten up and retreated to the back. Damn, this kind of scene, let's wait for ordinary people, rushing to the front like this, being stained to a star and a half, aren't you looking for death.

The current scene is no longer something they can stop, everything can only be seen by the two people in the stands.

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