Under the shock of everyone, the bright light on Mu Futian's body slowly faded.

Soon, everything was back to the way it was.

Mu Futian's palms were clenched, and he only felt warm, as if the pores of his whole body were opened, which was very comfortable.

"Congratulations, you have successfully entered the third rank of Cangyue Pavilion!"

Qin Ming took a deep breath, and his attitude directly changed three hundred and sixty degrees, and he said very politely.

The highest in Cangyue Pavilion is the third class, so even if Mu Futian is selected as the chosen one, he can only be classified as the third class.

"Okay, this enrollment assessment is over perfectly, and according to the usual practice, the top three are now announced."

Qin Ming glanced at Mu Futian more, and then looked around and slowly spoke.

The top three in every admissions assessment have good rewards.

It's an encouragement to them.

Again, it's a great honor

"Third place, Wang Zichong."

"Second place, Luo Xiaozhu."

"First place, Mu Futian!"

Qin Ming said crisply.

Not surprisingly, after his words fell, envious eyes fell on the three of them.

As the top three in the enrollment assessment every three years, the cultivation resources obtained in the future are not comparable to others.

"I'm not convinced!"

Suddenly, an uninformed voice rang out.

Everyone looked over, but saw that the person who spoke was Wang Zichong, who won the third place.

"What are you not convinced?"

Qin Ming raised his eyebrows, his face was full of disgust, and he no longer had the previous politeness, and he shouted.

"This waste wood is born with no pulse, and his future achievements will inevitably be limited, and if he wins the first place, he will only waste the resources of Cangyue Pavilion in vain!"

Wang Zichong's face revealed a deep unwillingness.

was trampled under Luo Xiaozhu's feet, and he accepted his fate.

After all, the former is the best choice in terms of talent and beauty.

Perhaps, he can also take this opportunity to bring the relationship between the two closer.

But now, being trampled under the feet of a waste wood, how can he stand it?

This is a humiliation for him!

Humiliation that goes deep into the bone marrow!

"Still too young."

Hearing this, Qin Ming secretly shook his head.

The chosen one, that is the chosen one from heaven, what is it to be a mere mortality?

But.

Anyway, Wang Zichong is a member of the Wang family, and he still has to give a few thin noodles, and said, "Then what do you want?" ”

"Sparring!"

"As long as he can beat me, I'll admit he's number one!"

The prince stared at Mu Futian viciously and shouted.

He did not allow a single scrap of wood to step on his head.

Never!

Qin Ming didn't rush to answer, after all, this matter was beyond his scope.

If one is not good, if the pavilion master blames it, he can't afford it.

Then, he looked at the high platform and sought Deacon Ye's advice.

The latter is also embarrassed.

Wang Zichong represents the Wang family.

And Mu Futian represents the Mu family.

As the two major forces of Cangyue City, both ends cannot be offended.

With a roll of his eyes, Deacon Ye's gaze fell on Mu Futian's body, and slowly spoke:

"According to the rules, he has no right to challenge you, but as a member of the same cabinet, it is normal for each other to learn from each other, it depends on your own will."

Hear the words.

Mu Futian nodded, then looked at Wang Zichong, and said with a calm face: "Let's do it!" ”

"Arrogance! Today, I'm going to show you the gap between the two of us! ”

With a low roar, the prince burst out with the internal strength of the Seven Heavens of the Spiritual Qi Realm in his body.

"Whoosh~"

In a flash, he swept out as a tiger descending the mountain.

Mu Futian did not move, still standing in place.

"Hehe, I'm stunned by my speed, master, right?"

Wang Zichong smiled contemptuously.

When he came to Mu Futian's side, he suddenly punched out.

"Specific speed? You're not qualified! ”

Mu Futian shook his head, and with a single step, he disappeared directly.

Wang Zichong pounced directly.

Because of the strength, he almost fell headlong to the ground.

However, Rao is like this, which also attracted laughter from the audience.

Wang Zichong's face turned pale, and he turned his head sharply.

But see.

I don't know when, Mu Futian actually appeared in the corner.

Moreover, the latter also looked at him nonchalantly, as if he was looking at a clown who jumped off the beam.

"Waste wood, this time, I will never let you be so proud again!"

The prince snorted coldly, and the majestic spiritual power surged out of his body.

That degree of arrogance, I saw that many strong monks around nodded secretly.

Although Wang Zichong's character is not very good, and he is proud, I have to say that he still has a little capital.

"Huh!"

With a little footstep, Wang Zichong's figure swept out again.

Above his palms, spiritual power surged, and faintly, there were cold fluctuations emanating from it.

"Ice Split!"

Wang Zichong appeared directly in front of Mu Futian, and between his palms, there were ice crystals condensed, carrying a cold wind, and he slapped angrily at Mu Futian's head!

If you don't make a move, it's enough.

As soon as you make a move, it's all a killer move!

If Mu Futian is hit, he will definitely die because of it!

Seeing this, Qin Ming, Deacon Ye and the others were shocked.

After all, Mu Futian is the chosen one, and if something happens to him, the consequences must be extremely serious.

But at this time, they wanted to come to the rescue, but it was too late.

"Well, it's still too slow."

Mu Futian glanced at Wang Zichong nonchalantly, shook his head, and then, he raised his palm.

"Smack~"

The crisp voice suddenly resounded in the field.

And the palm that the prince rushed out seemed to freeze suddenly, and it stiffened in mid-air.

He looked at the young man in front of him who was smiling helplessly at him a little stunned, and even felt that his face was hot.

He.

I was slapped inexplicably?

This......

"What a speed!"

A series of shocks erupted outside the court.

It was so fast just now that most people didn't even react.

I only heard a crisp sound sounding, and when I looked again, I saw a bright red slap print on Wang Zichong's face.

"I ...... I'm going to kill you!! ”

Although he didn't figure out what happened just now, the pain on his face and the sound of discussion and laughter outside the arena had already made Prince Chong's eyes completely red.

He looked at Mu Futian fiercely, and all the spiritual power in his body roared out without reservation.

But.

In the face of the fierce attack of the prince one after another, Mu Futian just moved lightly, as if he was strolling leisurely.

No matter how crazy Wang Zichong's attack was, it would not be able to touch the corners of his clothes.

Looking at this scene in the field, even ordinary people can see it.

The gap between the two is not at the same level at all!

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