Chapter 189: Does Your Face Hurt?

The match has begun, however, Mu Ling's opponent has not yet taken the stage.

Everyone looked at the people on the stage, all pouted, and the person in charge also changed after that incident, this time it was a serious middle-aged man, he frowned, and looked at the person in the center with a displeased expression.

He is a military general, so he naturally despises this kind of thing, but when he speaks above, he can't say anything, he can only despise the person named July psychologically.

"You've been waiting for so long and you're still not coming?!" The people in the audience were a little anxious.

"Look at it like this, it already says everything, and it's definitely not coming again!"

"Alas, there are some people, life is good! You don't have to do anything, you can win one after another, unlike us, it's hard to say if we can hold on until tomorrow......"

The venue began to be noisy, they were already impatient to wait, this kind of sure thing should not be done anymore, wasting everyone's time.

"The time hasn't come yet, what are you in a hurry! How can you be so sure you're making a show?! Ding Ningqi's face turned red.

"Isn't that obvious? Everybody's got big eyes! The voice became louder and louder, it was obvious that these words were deliberately said to Mu Ling, they didn't believe it, he could be so cheeky?

"That...... Sorry......" Just as everyone was arguing, a weak voice sounded, and a young man walked in, but the sound in the field was too noisy, and his voice was drowned out as soon as he came out.

In desperation, he had no choice but to walk on stage, nodded apologetically at Mu Ling, and faced everyone.

Looking at the people who appeared on the stage, the noise stopped abruptly.

Then the young man said, "I'm sorry I'm late! My wife gave birth, so it took some time...... I'm sorry for the trouble. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence, and everyone's faces turned blue and white for a while, and finally turned red, and no one spoke again.

All of them had already assumed that someone was protecting July, but now ...... Some of them wondered, is it all an accident?

The slap in the face came too fast, and it caught people off guard!

Ding Ning snorted coldly, these people can be regarded as shut up!

"Since the man has come...... Let's start the game! "The referee was also a little embarrassed.

Looking at the two people in the field, the atmosphere off the field gradually became solemn.

Mu Ling's opponent is named Wu Jiang, who is a high-level martial artist, not a disciple of any academy, and a player who comes to participate alone.

The opponent is a martial artist, so Mu Ling doesn't plan to use his abilities to fight this time.

"Game on!" The referee gave the order.

The people on the field held their breath, although they were not satisfied with the dark operation in July, but they were obvious to all about his ability, but Wu Jiang's strength was not bad, and they were all looking forward to what kind of shock this game would bring them.

The two figures moved at the same time, palms to fists, and neither of them even took half a step back!

"What a domineering power!" Surprise flashed in Mu Ling's eyes, she didn't use all her strength, she only used one-fifth of her strength to be greater than ordinary people.

Wu Jiang on the other side was also shocked, he didn't expect that the strength of the thin young man in front of him was comparable to him.

"Come again!" Wu Jiang shouted, the words fell, and he punched instantly.

Mu Ling greeted him, and after a few moves, Wu Jiang gradually fell into disadvantage.

"Isn't he an Inhuman?" Looking at the tricks and styles on the stage, someone finally remembered.

"Now it looks like he's also a martial artist!" Someone around added.

"But what trick did he play that July? I've never seen it. ”

"Then you are lonely! This is the kind of move that all the disciples of Donghua Academy use! Someone immediately explained.

Mu Ling's movements were more sophisticated than the others in Donghua, and his moves seemed to be soft and slow, but he could block Wu Jiang's attacks every time.

The referee is the closest, and he can see it very clearly, and at this moment he is secretly surprised in his heart, July's movements are calm, his posture is subtle, he tries his best to be vigorous, and his mind is leisurely, he can't see that he is in a game, but there is a kind of ...... Well...... He's running out of words, and he can't think of how to describe it for a while, anyway, it looks very comfortable, and if he can, he also wants to learn a trick and a half, but after thinking about it, he won't necessarily be taught.

Let's take a good look now, maybe I can learn a trick and a half.

The battle entered the white-hot stage, Wu Jiang was sweating profusely, panting, on the other hand, he was still at ease and refreshed, Wu Jiang already knew the gap between the two of them at this moment.

"I lost!" He wiped a handful of sweat and took the initiative to admit defeat.

"What? Is this a towel? "Someone in the audience was not happy.

"You know what! This Wu Jiang is very self-aware, he is not July's opponent at all! There is no point in continuing to fight, it is better to admit defeat as soon as possible. "The head of the analysis of the martial artist is the Tao.

Everyone suddenly looked at July on the stage and sighed.

Thinking of their previous speculations and presumptuous discussions about him, everyone only felt that their faces were hotter.

Zifu in the audience had a strong interest in Mu Ling's dress, she remembered the style of the clothes, and quietly withdrew from the arena, she also wanted to make a dress like that!

The semi-finals took place over three days to determine the top five winners from each division.

Although the number of people is slowly decreasing, each round is longer than before, which means that those people are getting stronger and stronger.

There were more and more onlookers, and many of the defeated disciples chose to stay and watch the battle to gain experience.

After the match, everyone had a three-day break to prepare for the finals.

"The Great Prince? Yuechong? Did he have it delivered? Mu Ling opened the invitation card in his hand.

The above is the invitation for Yue Chong to report the banquet tomorrow, what does he mean by this action? Mu Ling couldn't figure it out.

She didn't know much about Yue Chong, and in the information given by Mu Chen, she only said that this person was very low-key, but he was also the most scheming prince, and more importantly, he didn't deal with the crown prince Yuechun.

"What do you think?" Mu Ling looked at Xue Hua and Mu Xue and the others.

"Since you've all been invited, let's go and see what he has in mind." Xue Hua took the invitation and read it.

Mu Xue also nodded, they are now from the Xueyue Country, if they don't go, it won't be the face of the royal family.

The last few people discussed, and Xue Hua followed Mu Ling to the banquet tomorrow.

The day passed quickly, and on the second day, night fell, and Mu Ling and Xue Hua set off for Yue Chong's mansion.

When they arrived, several carriages arrived at the same time, Mu Ling saw the sign on the carriage, and looked at Xue Hua, Yue Chong also invited people from the three major academies to come, what was his intention?

Not far away, a few teenagers got down from the carriage, and they felt Mu Ling's gaze and looked straight over.

There was contempt, disdain, and words in her eyes, Mu Ling wondered, what was wrong with her? Did she move their bread?

"Why is he here too?" A ten-year-old girl in pink looked at the opposite side and frowned, "Why does this big prince invite anyone......"

"Ignore it! We take care of us. The young man at the head said in a deep voice and entered the door first.

The girl snorted coldly, glared at Mu Ling fiercely, and followed.

Several people behind them had different expressions, and they all entered the door.

"It seems that you have been pulling hatred a lot these days!" Xue Hua smiled.

"And you're still so happy?" Mu Ling gave him a blank look.

"Am I not happy for you? Attracting envy means that they envy you. Xue Hua blinked.

"I can't afford it!" Mu Ling refuses in her heart, don't envy her! She doesn't want to get in trouble!

"Let's go in too," Xue Hua watched as the people almost entered.

Before the banquet began, the people inside gathered in twos and threes to chat.

As soon as the two appeared, they immediately attracted a lot of attention, and the eyes of all the guests shifted to the two.

Mu Ling is still in that hospital uniform, and Xue Hua next to her is dressed in white, very plain. Unlike the people in gorgeous costumes present, it immediately formed a sharp contrast, and it was very eye-catching in the crowd.

Many people shook their heads, their eyes were full of disdain, it seemed that this person from Donghua was really poor and sour, and he didn't even have decent clothes.

"The two of you are from Donghua, right? Don't you know what the occasion is today? Someone couldn't look at it, and the first one stood up.

"Isn't it a banquet?" Mu Ling wondered, there was really nothing mentioned on the invitation.

"Huh...... Today is the birthday banquet of the eldest prince, don't you know? The man was even more disdainful.

"Don't you know now? Any questions? Mu Ling raised an eyebrow, not knowing what he was fuss about.

The man was anxious, "You guys are dressed too casually, this is a serious occasion!" ”

Mu Ling blinked, looking at the man's eyes full of strangeness, and then tidied up his clothes, "Is it casual?" I don't think it's good, isn't it? This dress is very expensive! ”

"Hehe......" The man laughed angrily at Mu Ling's words.

The woman next to him half-covered her mouth, "It's just a piece of clothing, how expensive can it be?" ”

Mu Ling counted with his fingers and stretched out five fingers.

"Hehehehehehe...... Five gold coins? Is this also expensive? The woman gave a mocking expression.

"No, no, no, it's five gold coins," Mu Ling shook his head.

"Five silver coins? Oh, my God! It's really expensive," the woman said in a strange way.

The people around him let out a low laugh.

"I'm sorry, it only cost 500,000 gold coins!" Mu Ling sighed, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, the most expensive thing in my wardrobe is this one, I didn't expect your consumption level to be so high, it's really enviable......"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence, and a set of clothes was 500,000 gold coins......

"Five...... Half a million? The woman exclaimed, looking at Mu Ling in disbelief.

The others also looked at the dress on her body with surprised looks, and soon someone who knew the goods took a clue.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're wearing clothes made by the owner of Xueyue Fang, right?" A young girl exclaimed.

Snow Moon Fang ??? Mu Ling was puzzled and looked at Xuehua?

Xue Hua smiled and lowered her voice, "It's a small industry of mine."

"It should be," Mu Ling replied uncertainly.

"It must be, this workmanship! This embroidery! This kind of fabric is only available in Xueyuefang! And it's the only one! ”

The girl's face was crazy, and she rushed to Mu Ling's side and asked cautiously, "Can I touch it?" ”

Mu Ling nodded, the girl wiped her hands and touched the embroidery on her shoulder, "Really!! I finally got a closer look today!! ”

Her expression was close to madness, and Xue Hua was smiling on the side, she didn't expect there to be such a knowledgeable person!

"It's the clothes of Xueyuefang?!!!" There are also people in the crowd who know the goods, and they continue to popularize the magic of this Snow Moon Fang to the people around them.

The clothes that come out of Xueyuefang are generally priceless, its clothes are very unique, they are very soft and close to the body, no one knows what silk thread is sewn with, the focus is on the embroidery, which is unique in the market, and the patterns on it can be done to the point of being fake!

Snow Moon Fang has just developed, and now there are only two in the whole continent, one is in Snow Moon Country, and the other is in Star Swirl, but unfortunately the owner of the workshop is very low-key, and making clothes also depends on mood, so it is very difficult to see the finished product.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes shifted to Mu Ling's clothes, how much did he just say? Half a million?