"Alas, this time the disciples of the Turtle Immortal Stream did not participate." When passing by the rostrum, Mu Yang heard such a sigh.

"There is no way, it is said that Master Wutian has not accepted disciples for many years." Another said.

Mu Yang walked sideways from the side, his ears pricked up, and he thought to himself: "Now there are still fifty years before the plot begins, and at this time, the Turtle Immortal should have accepted Sun Gohan as an apprentice, and he didn't let Sun Gohan come to participate in the world's first martial arts meeting, so he should think it's not necessary." ”

Sun Gohan is the most outstanding disciple of the Turtle Immortals, and his final achievements are even above those of the Turtle Immortals.

It's 50 years before the plot, and the young Son Gohan is definitely in the golden period of rapid growth, and he is probably not far from being the leader, and it doesn't make sense for him to participate in the world's first martial arts meeting.

"Muyang, the game is about to start, you have to go all out later, don't underestimate any opponent." Sith told him that in the past, Muyang only fought against beasts in the primeval mountains, and had no experience in fighting people, and Sith was afraid that Muyang would not be able to get used to it for a while, so he patiently instructed.

"Don't worry, Uncle Sith."

Mu Yang nodded seriously and solemnly, and then tied the belt around his waist, looking like he was going all out.

On the rostrum, the head of Maple Leaf Flow began to explain the rules of the game, and the audience immediately burst into warm applause, and after the applause ended, accompanied by a deafening gong, the game officially began.

Mu Yang was below, constantly scanning the seniors above with an energy detector.

105，110，98，103，118……

These are all well-known characters!

In addition to those old-timers, the younger generation is much weaker, Mu Yang didn't test it, but the excellent ones should only be sixty or seventy combat effectiveness, and there is a certain gap with him.

Soon, the game began.

According to the order of the draw, the disciples of the major schools are divided into eight major regions to compete for the championship, and each division determines the most powerful player to enter the quarterfinals.

There is no prior strength test, and there is no so-called resurrection mechanism, the whole process is a hard strength competition! Except for the last year's quarterfinals, which were seeded into eight regions, everything was so simple and crude!

Mu Yang's blood is boiling, this is the game he wants!

Standing in the candidate area, he could already feel the stirring in his heart. This kind of emotion is even comparable to when he took the college entrance examination that year.

……

In the ring, the first battle in different divisions has begun, and the disciples of the major schools are competing to fight, and there are already some unlucky players who have been eliminated because they have encountered opponents with very different strengths, and they can only sigh angrily.

This result also caused a sigh from the audience, but luck is also part of the strength, all the martial artists present are weighty, and after a little regret for those players with good strength, their attention is quickly invested in the next game.

At this time, Mu Yang also paid attention to the game on the stage. Although the movements of these martial arts practitioners on the stage were fast and fast, in his eyes, it was as if the camera had slowed down, and their every move was not only slow, but also full of loopholes.

This level also came to participate in the world's first martial arts meeting?

Mu Yang felt that if he was to change himself, as long as he waved his fist casually, he could knock them down, which was already an obvious gap.

At this moment, Mu Yang concluded that he could definitely achieve good results in this competition.

"Player 241, please go to ring 13!" The staff shouted at the top of their voices.

"It's my turn."

Mu Yang nodded lightly, a trace of calmness flashed in his eyes, and then he walked to the target ring, jumped lightly, and landed in the ring very lightly.

At this time, Sith shouted from the audience: "Muyang calm down, don't have too much pressure." ”

"I know." Throwing a confident smile at Sith, Muyang looked at his opponent.

Opposite him was a young man who was not very burly, wearing a blue-colored martial arts uniform, seeing him, Mu Yang smiled: "I met the disciple of Maple Yeliu in the first game, heh, then let me see how strong the strength of the disciple of the Great Sect is!" ”

Mu Yang became serious, he did not use the energy detector to test, but relied on his own feelings. In doing so, he was exercising his ability to perceive qi.

"Maple Leaf Stream, Kane!" The Maple Leaf Stream disciple on the opposite side folded his hands and bent down slightly very politely.

Mu Yang followed in return: "Tianxinliu, Mu Yang!" ”

Immediately, the two of them put on a posture, slightly estimating the strength of the opponent, and in the end, it was the Maple Leaf Stream disciple named Kane who took the lead in attacking.

Mu Yang's eyes moved slightly, and the aura of the whole person changed, and his eyes continued to rotate with the other party's movements, because it was the first time to participate in the official competition, Mu Yang did not plan to keep his hand from the beginning. When the opponent's fists and kicks were about to touch him, Mu Yang secretly screamed, his body shook, and then with the swaying of his body, he unconsciously moved behind Kane.

It turns out that the gap between the player named Kane and Mu Yang is still very large, and Mu Yang has found the right opportunity with his feet changing his pace.

"It's so fast, when did you come behind me?"

Facing the sudden appearance of Mu Yang, Kane was shocked into a cold sweat, but in the end, he was a disciple of the big school, Kane obviously had a good foundation, his body was short, and at the same time his hands were crossed, which still made him avoid it dangerously.

After several rounds of back and forth, Mu Yang roughly figured out the level of his opponent.

So speed up the pace to end this game, so Mu Yang grinned, his heart moved, and the speed in his hand suddenly increased a few points.

Kane didn't expect Mu Yang's movements to be so fast, his body couldn't help but sluggish, and the simple attack had already made him fall behind, so he had to temporarily avoid the edge and dodge to the side.

Bang, Mu Yang's fist slammed into the ground, making a muffled bang, and the stone slabs of the martial arts platform were slightly loosened, cracking a few cracks.

Kane saw Mu Yang's sudden display of strength, and while he was shocked, his feet kept retreating, and an irresistible momentum rushed to his face.

With a bang, a vague black shadow suddenly crossed in front of Kane's eyes, and Kane really couldn't dodge at this time, so he could only clasp his fists with both hands to resist.

Boom, a huge pressure fell on him, and Kane's body shook and slid out of a distance of seven or eight meters.

His arms felt numb, and Kane smiled bitterly, and his heart was determined.

"Wait, I'm going to throw in the towel." When another attack from Muyang was about to come, Kane hurriedly shouted to stop, and after saying that, Kane walked out of the ring with a regretful face.

"In this game, No. 241 player Muyang won!"

Seeing that one of the players took the initiative to admit defeat and walked out of the ring, the on-site staff immediately raised the flag and announced loudly.

Mu Yang, who was still in the ring, deservedly won the game.