"You, you cheat!" Ignoring the pain, the young man clutched his chest and pointed at Murong tremblingly.

"When did I say I wasn't a monk

Who told you not to hide?Zheng Haoyu!" Murong didn't know when, and returned to the previous state of leaning on the glass door.

"Come again!" After learning that his opponent was also a fusion period monk, Zheng Haoyu didn't dare to underestimate it, put on a posture, and drew his weapon, a long knife.

Murong looked at the knife, the length of the blade was more than a meter, it looked like it was not light, it should be carefully built.

"Come on!" this time it was replaced by Murong, and he stretched out his finger and motioned for him to attack.

A burst of silver light with a slightly metallic sound slashed directly towards Murong's head, this time, Zheng Haoyu was moved to kill, after all, this kind of taste of being teased is very embarrassing.

However, for Murong, this speed is still too slow.

At the moment when Zheng Haoyu left, Murong had already arranged the golden light shield. The tip of the knife slashed firmly into the golden wall of light, and not only did it not break through the defense, but it was also injured by the powerful recoil force, and even the long knife fell to the ground.

In fact, Zheng Haoyu's strength is there, but he was punched before, although it was not a fatal injury, but after all, he did not have Murong Quenching experience, so he did not have a very good self-healing ability.

The pain in his chest moved his whole body, and he couldn't lift his whole arm with a whole arm, which was particularly embarrassing.

"Do I need to give you some time to recover?" Murong looked very generous.

"Get out!!" Zheng Haoyu, who was half-squatting on the ground, took out a delicate porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill from it, and swallowed it directly.

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

The momentum that burst out from his body in an instant, Murong was surprised to find that the injuries on Zheng Haoyu's body had almost recovered in an instant. In terms of fusion period cultivation, it is completely impossible to do this on its own.

"There's something interesting about this kid!" Murong thought to himself.

First of all, as a young fusion stage monk, it is enough to attract people's attention, and he can actually come up with an elixir that can instantly recover his injuries, which should be something that a certain Xiuzhen family or gang can do.

Murong's curiosity was getting heavier and heavier at this time.

"The fateful knife technique passed down by the master, if you can die under my long knife, it can be regarded as giving you enough face!" Zheng Haoyu swept the long knife in his hand and was ready to start.

"Die!"

Accompanied by a burst of cold light, the long knife in the void instantly evolved into dozens of phantoms, surrounding Murong's surroundings in an instant, and the attack came like a tide.

Seeing the situation, Murong still released the golden light shield, temporarily dissolving wave after wave of sword shadows.

But to his surprise, his golden light shield had already shown some signs of cracking under the impact of several phantoms, and it seemed that this fateful sword technique did have merit.

Zheng Haoyu saw that Murong seemed to be unable to resist, and his heart was overjoyed, and while the sword shadow was constantly impacting the opponent, his footsteps began to move.

But Murong had already understood his movements, and he didn't panic, but directly put away the golden light shield and let the sword light attack him wantonly.

"Ha! You're done!" Zheng Haoyu thought that Murong's golden light shield had broken, and took advantage of the situation to raise his knife and slash at Murong's throat.

"Concentration Technique!" Murong who observed the opposite hand unleashed his technique at the moment when the opponent's attack was the most fierce.

The illusion of invincibility created by Murong allowed Zheng Haoyu to smoothly enter the trap, and at the most important time of his attack, due to the wide opening and closing of the sword technique, that is, the worst time for his own defense.

The sword shadow in the air disappeared in an instant, and even Zheng Haoyu himself was completely motionless.

Murong unhurriedly took out his Xiulin Sword from the ring space, but he didn't want to hurt people with a heavy hand, after all, he still wanted to learn more things from Zheng Haoyu, so he just wiped it lightly on his right arm.

First bright red, then jet black. The color of the blood spilling from the wound on Zheng Haoyu's right arm changed, and it was the bee venom attribute attack after quenching.

Murong calmly stepped out of the ring as if nothing had happened.

The Gongye family in the audience couldn't sit still, and this competition, which was supposed to be a win, ended in a rout inexplicably.

It was not only the people of the Gongye family who couldn't sit still, but also the old man of the Du family who was in the late stage of integration.

Of course, he didn't know what Murong's realm was at first, but he was just like an ordinary person. But he can feel Zheng Haoyu's realm, as a rising star who can reach the realm of fusion at a young age, of course he is a little curious about it.

But what surprised him even more now was that this other fusion stage master who had hidden his own cultivation, and judging from the screen screen, he was actually a spiritual attribute monk.

But surprise is surprise, he doesn't take it too seriously. After all, whether it was from the cultivation time or the current realm, he could easily deal with it.

The four matches were all over, and Hei Ji easily defeated that fighter without suffering much, which was also expected by Murong.

"The list of promoted families will be announced below! There are two members of the Murong family, one from the Du family, and one from the Xu family. ”

Murong took a look at the remaining four people, except for Hei Ji, the other two were the Du family's late-stage fusion monks, and the Xu family's late-stage foundation building monks.

Zheng Haoyu estimated that he would be in a coma for about half an hour under the effect of his bee venom, and Murong planned to wait until it was over before going to him.

"Let's go to the semi-final draw!"

This time, Hei Ji was not so lucky, and directly faced the old man in the late stage of fusion, Duan Rong, while Murong was going to fight Yang Qing, a monk from the late stage of the Xu family.

"Heiji, you abstain. Murong walked up to Hei Ji and patted him on the shoulder.

"Young Master, you?" Hei Ji was a little confused, he didn't know the identity of his opponent, but after all, it was the son of the Murong family who spoke to him, and he was not embarrassed to refute.

"He's a monk, a realm more powerful than the monk you know!" Murong's next sentence directly made Hei Ji dumbfounded.

He looked back at Murong Zhenhua, and the old man nodded directly, signaling him to do so.

"Okay," Hei Ji also knew the current affairs, "I abstain!" explained directly to the other party.

"I also abstain!" The monk from the Xu family's late stage of foundation building actually announced his decision directly.

Murong knew what Duan Rong said in his ear just now, otherwise he wouldn't have been so straightforward.

"It seems that the Du family and the Xu family are related..."Murong had an answer in his heart, and he was secretly thinking about how to arrange such a big game.

"Grandpa," Murong pulled the old man aside, "You have to think about it, after I control the monks of these families, how to encircle or attack, anyway, we have to be the leader." ”

Murong Zhenhua nodded, but still maintained a dull face. But his heart had already been surging, and he hadn't had this sense of excitement and excitement for many years.

With the continuous improvement and growth of the enterprise, in fact, in addition to countless wealth and fame, the old man is also becoming more and more boring.

With such a large business empire, it is not easy to expand, but it is relatively easy to destroy. So in recent years, all he has done is to maintain this hard-won family property.

But Murong's words made his long-dormant ambition come alive again, in this world, who doesn't want to be a strong man?

After Murong finished speaking, he walked directly into the ring. If he represents, it is not only the honor and money of the Murong family, but also the contest between the southeast region and the southwest region.

"Senior Duan Rong, can I ask you a question?" As soon as Murong came, he first lowered his posture, he wanted to solve the doubts in his heart.

"Hmm, please speak" As the so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, seeing that the young Murong was so polite, Duan Rong was also slightly stunned.

"Is the prosperity and growth of the Du family related to you, or the forces that may be behind you?"

"Of course" Duan Rong is also a cheerful person, and there is no cover up for this kind of relatively private issue.

"If I am lucky enough to defeat you, can I say that the Du family can be controlled by me?" Murong's question was immediately clear.

Duan Rong didn't get angry when he heard this, but replied with a smile, "If you win the old man, the Du family and the Xu family will bow down to the ministers from now on, how about it, little friend..."

"Then I just thanked Duan Rong's senior..."Murong bowed slightly, which could be regarded as a thank you to him for answering his doubts.

Duan Rong really didn't think much about it, he just thought that he had any hole cards in the early stage of fusion with Zheng Haoyu. Of course, he himself has some means of crisis and does not care. Unexpectedly, in the next second, his expression changed.

Murong didn't want to waste a minute or a second, so he directly released his realm from the early stage of fusion to the Jindan stage, and completely released the aura of the Jindan monk without reservation.

"This," Duan Rong swallowed violently, he couldn't believe that the young man in front of him had actually covered up his cultivation again. In an instant, all the air in the arena was evacuated by the powerful aura released by Murong.

Duan Rong originally thought that this was just a trick or some special technique, and he just wanted to scare himself. But when he clearly felt that the blood in his body began to flow backwards, and his knees were heavy and he was about to kneel down, he knew that this was not a dream, but a real Jindan master.

"Tick..." In the ring, which was already close to becoming a vacuum, Duan Rong clearly heard the sound of cold sweat on his forehead falling to the ground. He knew in his heart that if he waited for a while, he might not really be able to hear anything.

"Stop! Shaoxia stop, I admit defeat!" Duan Rong gritted his teeth and didn't let himself kneel, this was the dignity of being a monk.

"Agreed, Senior Duan Rong. Murong immediately retracted his coercion, and calm returned to the field.

"The old man is true to his word, he won't play tricks, I will inform the heads of the two families later, don't worry. Duan Rong couldn't help but gasp for a while, feeling that his body had recovered a lot.

"Then there is Lao senior. "Murong still has a very good impression of Duan Rong's personality. As an old man who has practiced for many years, there is nothing aggressive about Thai.

"Grandpa, fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life. All the guests at the Murong family table suddenly burst into warm applause and cheers, although they were confused when they looked at the big screen.

Since the last fight with Zheng Haoyu, Murong directly destroyed all the cameras on the field, so there was only a black piece on the display screen. Outside the court, they don't know anything about what's going on stage.