"It's not that I don't believe it, but you represent our entire Luo family."

"Your every move will be infinitely magnified, and it's not just a matter of winning or losing."

Luo Chen shook his head and explained.

Although he said it very secretly, Mu Futian still heard the meaning of his words.

Probably to say: it doesn't matter if you lose, if you are embarrassed on the court, it will be used as a joke.

"I'm not going to lose."

Mu Futian said calmly.

"Hehe, you're really confident, maybe you do have your own pride."

"However, don't forget, this is the imperial capital, and there are many people who are more talented than you."

Luo Chen chuckled.

"Since the Second Elder doesn't believe me so much, why don't we compare and compare?"

Mu Futian pondered for a moment, and then took the initiative to speak.

In this world, it is all about talking with fists.

If you don't show enough strength, even if you spend more words, you still can't get anyone's respect.

"Husband, this ......"

Luo Xiaozhu was immediately taken aback.

She couldn't have imagined that Mu Futian would say such a thing.

"Don't worry, I know it."

Mu Futian motioned to Luo Xiaozhu not to worry.

"Good!"

Luo Chen agreed as soon as possible.

I'm afraid that the young man in front of me will suddenly regret it.

"That's it, Luo Chen is an elder, if you can take his three moves, I will allow you to compete."

"How?"

Luo Yong looked at the two people who had agreed on it, but he didn't mean to object.

He actually wanted to see the true strength of the young man in front of him.

After all, this matter is indeed related to the future of their Luo family, and they must not be sloppy.

"No problem." Mu Futian agreed.

Don't say it's three moves, thirty moves is no problem.

"Okay, little brother Mu Yan, please!"

Luo Chen seemed a little excited, and immediately made a gesture of the word 'please'.

Mu Futian nodded, and walked calmly out of the hall.

Not much.

As soon as they did, they came to the arena.

Seeing this, the surrounding clansmen immediately gathered around curiously.

"Huh? Who's that kid? ”

"What? He actually wants to compete with the second elder on the same stage? ”

"Oh my God, what's going on?"

As Mu Futian and Luo Chen walked onto the arena, there were bursts of shock.

"Little brother Mu Yan, be careful."

After the two sides saluted, Luo Chen immediately snorted lightly.

Immediately after, a wave of aura erupted from its body.

"Zhun Yuan Palace Realm?"

Feeling the astonishing fluctuations, Mu Futian just shrugged his shoulders, his face still calm.

"Pretend, I'm going to make you unable to find the North later."

Luo Chen sneered disdainfully in his heart.

"Bang~"

With a muffled sound, Luo Chen's soles of his feet directly exerted force.

At the moment when his body rushed out quickly, his palms were already slapped.

"Xuan-level high-grade palm: Da Luo tearing the wind palm?"

Seeing this, many monks outside the arena recognized him and exclaimed.

This trick is not low in the Luo family, and only monks with a certain talent can practice it.

"That kid's body is light and fluttering, and he can't bear it at all."

Many monks looked at Mu Futian, shook their heads, and sneered.

However.

Their laughter had not yet fully spread before they had stiffened.

Saw.

With a loud 'bang', Luo Chen was directly shocked back dozens of steps.

Each step leaves a deep foot mark on the hard ground.

On the contrary, Mu Futian still stood in place, unmoved.

Quiet.

The whole area was instantly silent and silent.

After a long time.

Their mouths erupted in incredible sounds.

"How the hell did this guy do that?"

"I don't know, it's terrible!"

"Oh my God, how could there be such a terrible teenager?"

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