Although he was quite dissatisfied with Mu Futian taking out a wooden sword, Cui Kui couldn't care so much at this time.

He has already given him a chance, as for whether the former listens or does it, it is none of his business, he has already done his duty.

"Be careful."

With a soft snort, after an instant, Cui Kui's figure flashed, and he swept out.

Mu Futian still stood in place, not moving.

"Hmph, pretending to be a thing, you'll know it's grandpa later."

Cai Yaoqing sneered inwardly.

As long as Mu Futian is driven out of Cangyue Pavilion, it will naturally be much more convenient to start in the future.

On the one hand, you can please Su Ming.

On the other hand, you can get the opportunity you want.

Kill two birds with one stone, get the best of both worlds.

As for what Cai Yaoqing was thinking, Mu Futian naturally didn't know.

Saw.

It wasn't until Cui Kui came to him that he clenched the wooden sword.

And then.

Instantaneous, sword.

"Boom!"

With a low muffled sound, a figure directly vomited blood and flew away.

"What...... What the? ”

"How so?"

The monks below, including Cai Yaoqing, all looked shocked.

One move.

With just one move, Cui Kui was knocked away.

Although it is said that Cui Kui's strength is the worst in the third-class academy where there are many geniuses.

But even so, it had reached the Nine Heavens of the Spiritual Qi Realm, and one step away from being able to advance to the Chong Pulse Realm.

However.

With such strength, he was hit by Mu Futian with one move and vomited blood and flew upside down.

How can this keep them from being surprised?

"You've lost."

Mu Futian came to Cui Kui's side, looked directly at him, and said lightly.

"You're so strong, it's me who lost."

Cui Kui's face was full of loss and loneliness.

He originally thought that he would finally not have to be at the bottom, however, the reality is cruel.

He clenched his fists, struggled to get up from the ground, and walked out of the field.

His back was stretched extremely long in the sunlight.

Lonely and lonely.

"Am I too fast and too heavy?"

Looking at Cui Kui like that, Mu Futian felt a trace of self-blame in his heart for a moment.

Soon, however, he threw away that self-blame.

In this other world, there is a lot of competition, full of the jungle.

If you want to survive, you must constantly improve yourself.

Pity and self-blame can only block the direction of one's own progress.

"I hope you can get back from this blow as soon as possible, otherwise, no one can help you."

Looking at Cui Kui, who had completely disappeared from view, Mu Futian said secretly in his heart.

Then, he looked at the group of monks outside the arena and slowly spoke, "Who else?" ”

Many monks looked a little evasive when they saw Mu Futian's gaze.

Although their strength was much higher than Cui Kui's, they didn't dare to move easily when they saw the scene just now.

If they can't even beat a new freshman, it will be a big shame.

Each of them grew up with titles such as prodigy, genius, demon, first person, and so on.

Face, in their opinion, is more important than anything else.

"A bunch of trash, how do I usually teach you? Don't even a freshman dare to fight now? ”

Cai Yaoqing shouted angrily.

He really couldn't get used to Mu Futian's arrogance.

"I'll meet you!"

A soft shout sounded, and immediately after, a monk dressed in white with a slender figure appeared on the stage.

"Wow~"

"It's Senior Liu Zhihao!"

"Come on, come on!"

As the young man named Liu Zhihao came on the field, there was a commotion below.

Among them, the craziest is a group of girls standing at the forefront.

They danced, cheered, and cheered.

Even many girls secretly sent autumn waves to express their love.

However, Liu Zhihao didn't react too much to this, a cold appearance.

But I have to say that because of this, it made those girls even more crazy.

In their opinion.

That's handsome.

That's cool!

That's what they're looking for!

"Let you make three moves, do it."

Liu Zhihao carried his hands behind his back, a lofty posture, and said contemptuously.

As one of the top ten figures on the Cangyue Pavilion Billboard, he has such pride.

A sneer floated at the corner of Mu Futian's mouth, and without saying anything, his figure flashed and shot out.

The wooden sword in his hand glowed with countless sword shadows, and they all shrouded Liu Zhihao's body.

"What a great swordsmanship!"

As geniuses among geniuses, their vision is not comparable to ordinary people, and they immediately see that they are extraordinary.

Liu Zhihao and Cai Yaoqing also raised their eyebrows.

Apparently.

Mu Futian's explosive power still surprised the two of them.

The contempt in Liu Zhihao's eyes disappeared, and in its place, attention was given.

"Huh~"

The long sword behind his back came out of its sheath on its own, and it instantly pounced on it.

"锵~锵~锵~"

A series of sonorous sounds sounded, accompanied by sparks, constantly splashing in all directions.

"That's the first move!"

Blocking all the sword shadows of Mu Futian, Liu Zhihao said indifferently.

Mu Futian's eyes were not confused, he was just a temptation just now, and he didn't move seriously.

"A slice!"

He let out a low shout, and after an instant, his body swept out like a snake, and the sword followed.

"Insect carving skills."

Liu Zhihao shook his head, clenched the long sword in his palm, and stabbed out the 'Rainstorm Pear Flower Sword' head-on.

"Boom!"

As soon as the wooden sword and the long sword collided, a low muffled thunder sound immediately resounded.

And under this collision, the offensive of the wooden sword in Mu Futian's hand came to an abrupt end.

"This is the second move!"

Liu Zhihao counted.

"Don't count, you've already lost."

Mu Futian shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

"Hehe, don't bluff people here, do you think it's possible?"

Liu Zhihao looked disdainful.

"Second stage slash!"

Mu Futian let out a low snort, and the wooden sword in his hand suddenly let go.

With the sound of thunder and whistling, the wooden sword actually broke through Liu Zhihao's long sword in an instant.

Facing him head-on in the throat stab.

"What is he doing? Don't even want weapons? ”

"I guess I can't beat it, so I'm desperate."

Many people at the bottom were talking in low voices.

Even if you don't have to play, you can learn a lot.

That's what this course is all about.

"Hehe, you just want me to lose? Amusing! ”

"Just a wooden sword, I want you to have no return!"

Liu Zhihao chuckled, his body retreated slightly, and then the long sword was retracted, and a sword shadow danced in front of him.

However.

What Liu Zhihao didn't know was that the moment the wooden sword came out of his hand, Mu Futian's body also moved.

"Smack!"

Just as the wooden sword was about to collide with the sword shadow, Mu Futian grabbed it with one hand.

At the same time, the last three words also spit out of his mouth: "Three slashes!" ”