Chapter Thirty-Eight: You're Not Qualified!
Early in the morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the window in Mu Xueyang's hut.
Mu Xueyang stretched happily, and the bones in his whole body clicked and clicked.
After the ghost monarch left last night, she began to cultivate, after all, there is still only the Ning Dan period of cultivation, although it can be said to be a miracle in Dongling Kingdom, but Dongling Kingdom is only one of the bottom of the seventy-two small countries, not to mention the big countries, even in the top ten countries among the seventy-two small countries, with Mu Xueyang's age, the Ning Dan period is only sparse and ordinary.
The early morning aura is just formed, and it is the most suitable for cultivation.
Mu Xueyang involuntarily carried up nine turns, and in an instant, Mu Xueyang's small house became a whirlpool of spiritual energy.
Mu Xueyang inspected the dantian.
The golden mist in the dantian had already begun to condense - this meant that she was about to break through to the Yuan Infant Stage.
Mu Tian outside the house has never seen a human breakthrough, a human breakthrough and a beast breakthrough are different, so it is not clear now, thinking that Mu Xueyang is in a hurry except for any major event.
Still well-informed, staring at the door of the room where Mu Xueyang was, and said indifferently:
"She's breaking through. ”
Mu Tian didn't react at once-
"Breakthrough, breakthrough what?"
It's a pity that Gu Nian is no longer willing to speak.
Inside the house
The aura in the room was not enough for Mu Xueyang to break through, and then, she silently took out a aura bottle, and the room was instantly filled with abundant aura.
This aura bottle was back then... That person gave it to Mu Xueyang, Mu Xueyang stupidly never used it and treasured it.
But now, that person, what is that person? What is him, what is not him, I care about you!
The aura in the aura bottle is obviously purer, and the golden mist in Mu Xueyang's dantian is constantly compressed and smaller, small, small, small, and small!
The sun gradually rose, and Mu Xueyang finally broke through.
A small figure in the dantian that seemed to be carved of white jade was floating, with a little crimson on his forehead, and the aura was constantly surging towards it, replenishing himself.
Mu Xueyang was not surprised by the crimson on the villain's forehead - because she didn't know what this meant, the body of the blood clan in her previous life, how could there be any Jindan Yuan Baby, as for Xiuzhen... No, she knew the knowledge of cultivating immortals—the man told her in her spare time.
Cultivation, cultivation in the lower realm.
Cultivating immortals, cultivating in the immortal realm.
Mu Xueyang frantically absorbed the aura, and it was not until the space inside the villain was immediately completely filled with rich aura that Mu Xueyang slowly opened his eyes, sealed the aura bottle, and then sucked the remaining aura in the room into the Yuan Baby.
Mu Xueyang didn't feel hungry, and he didn't bother to eat, so he explained a few words to Mu Tian, and then said to Gu Nian:
"Gu Nian, Mu Tian is very good at causing trouble, so please take care of it!"
Gu Nian sat on the corner of the table with his head down, and didn't look at Mu Xueyang, and said:
"Hmm. ”
Mu Xueyang set off and prepared to go to the venue of the national competition.
As soon as he went out, he met Mu Zhantian.
Without waiting for Mu Zhantian to speak, Mu Xueyang said coldly:
"What's the matter with the head of the Mu family? If nothing happens, Xue Yang will go to the country. ”
After speaking, he didn't wait for Mu Zhantian to speak, and left.
Mu Zhantian looked at Mu Xueyang's cold back and sighed.
National ······
Tanglin is full of people under the platform (on the ring), and it is very lively.
Today is the final of the national competition, and in the last game, only Mu Xueyang and Nangong Yuhao remain.
Nangong Yu Hao - the eldest son of the Nangong family and the heir to the head of the family, and the elder brother of Nangong Qingyu.
Originally, Nangong Yuhao didn't plan to participate, and it was not him who entered the finals of the national competition, but Liu Yufei, the fourth lady of the Liu family, but he was also very surprised when he saw his Tianjiao sister lose that day, and at the same time, he also asked his sister what she saw, but unfortunately, as soon as Nangong Qingyu mentioned it and heard this, her face changed suddenly, no matter how she asked, there were only a few words:
"Hell.... She's a demon!"
"Cold... Ruthless... She.. She's the Grim Reaper!!"
"Don't provoke her! Don't provoke her!"
"The Nangong family has already paid for me, and I can't lose you again!"
In desperation, Nangong Yu Hao had no choice but to stop asking.
As for the substitution? In fact, the king of Dongling hopes that Nangong Yu Hao will participate, because only by winning the first place in the national competition can he participate in the world competition and win some glory for the Dongling country. After all, the previous Dongling national competition players were eliminated in the first round - the knockout round. There is no exception. Finally, a genius Nangong Yu Hao came out, but this Nangong Yu Hao didn't want to participate in the national competition!
Nangong Yu Hao definitely has the strength to qualify for this final, Liu Yufei? The Liu family is just a second-rate family, and he is just a little genius, not to mention that Liu Yufei has always wanted to marry Nangong Yu Hao, Mu Xueyang's strength Liu Yufei also saw it, She concluded that she was not as powerful as Mu Xueyang, in this case, it is better to give Nangong Yu Hao the qualifications, and it is good to be a personal favor!
Mu Xueyang doesn't care who his opponent is - all in all, he is just a loser!
At this moment, just when everyone thought that General Jin was presiding, suddenly, a coercion came.
There is not only a coercion, but also a familiar and strange atmosphere.
Feeling this, General Jin and all the martial arts and civil officials all knelt down and saluted, and said excitedly:
"Wait and greet Your Majesty!"
Then, a throne condensed out of thin air in mid-air, and there was a figure on the throne, tall and mighty, unstoppable.
The upper half of the figure's body was shrouded in golden mist, and it was impossible to see the face.
With this monstrous shout, everyone understood that it was Dongfang Yi, the king of Dongling, who descended on the scene of the national competition!
At the same time, everyone knelt down and said nothing.
Only Mu Xueyang stood tall in the crowd, indifferently looking directly at Dongfang Yi and standing out from the crowd.
Mu Zhantian was also at the scene, and he didn't know when he had come to Mu Xueyang's side, seeing Mu Xueyang like this, he whispered:
"Xueyang, don't kneel down yet, do you have to let my Mu family perish?!"
It's a pity that Mu Xueyang didn't pay attention to it.
Dongfang Yi naturally also noticed Mu Xueyang and looked at him.
Dongfang Yi's eyes burst out with supreme coercion—that was the majesty of the lord of a country!
Mu Xueyang didn't care, endless pictures also appeared in his pupils, Dongfang Yi saw it, and his heart was secretly shocked.
Finally, it was Dongfang Yi who broke the silent deadlock-
"You, but Mu Xueyang?"
"Not bad. ”
Mu Xueyang replied indifferently.
"Why don't you kneel when you see the lord of the country?"
A kind of pride appeared on Mu Xueyang's body:
"Because—"
Mu Xueyang sneered——
"You're not qualified enough!"
You're not qualified enough!
No one can make Mu Xueyang kneel, this is her arrogance, this is her dignity, and this is her bottom line!
Mu Xueyang's light voice echoed in the venue, and there was only one thought left in everyone's hearts:
"This woman! is so bold! arrogant and boundless, even if she is talented, she still hasn't grown up after all, and she will die!"
It was Dongfang Yi who laughed.
Then he said:
"Not qualified? Haha! So, in your eyes, who is qualified?"
Mu Xueyang glanced at it and said:
"I Mu Xueyang, I don't kneel to the sky, I don't kneel to the ground, I don't kneel to the emperor, I don't kneel to people! As for my parents? Hehe! It also depends on what kind of parents they are!"
When talking about his parents, Mu Xueyang glanced at Mu Zhantian contemptuously.
When Mu Zhantian heard what Mu Xueyang said, his heart ached.
[I moved a few weeks ago, and the computer has not been installed, but it was just installed this week, and it was delivered to a new week]