"By the way, Xingtong, aren't you in the third game, it's about to start now." Zhang Chulan reminded.

"Oh, Brother Chu Lan, I seem to be in the third competition, then I won't say more, I'll go first!" Feng Xingtong suddenly thought of something and left in a hurry.

Mu Chen's expression moved, and he also walked up, intending to leave the audience.

"Hey, Mu Chen, where are you going?" Zhang Chulan asked.

"Go to the toilet and come back later." Mu Chen waved his hand and replied indifferently.

And Zhang Chulan didn't care about this matter, but continued to watch the competition.

"In the third game, please enter the competition as soon as possible!" In the radio, the announcement of the entry of the players has begun to shout.

In addition to the three people other than Mu Chen, the three people were already ready in the field, and Mu Chen's opponent was not only Feng Xingtong, but also a bald monk, and a middle-aged fat man.

The bald monk was originally in the original book, and he was Wang Ye's opponent, the one who knew the golden bell hood, the iron cloth shirt and the dragon set with the back ape hand.

And that middle-aged fat man is the guy who threw his daughter out of the cliff in the original book, and then was kicked off the cliff by his wife.

It's just that this time because of Mu Chen's abrupt joining, Zhang Chulan and the others did not encounter this scene.

"This time the opponent seems to be very strong." Feng Xingtong glanced at the bald monk and middle-aged fat man beside him, and he said helplessly.

"Why hasn't that guy come yet? I'm just waiting to take the first place, and then I'm going to trouble that guy Wang Ye. The bald monk said impatiently, it was obvious that he was very confident in his own strength.

"Don't worry, usually the person who comes out later must be the strongest, it seems that the person who comes out last must be very strong." The middle-aged man touched his big belly and said.

"Old immortal, what are you talking about so much nonsense, hurry up and compete, and we'll take our daughter out to play after the competition!" At this time, a voice came from the audience, and I saw a woman in uniform, holding a girl, shouting to the middle-aged uncle in the audience.

After the middle-aged uncle heard it, he suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and Mu Chen, who had become a middle-aged uncle, also appeared at the entrance of the martial arts arena at this time.

"That guy is finally here." The middle-aged uncle said.

"Hey, you move quickly, I'm done with this competition, and there's the next one!" The bald monk shouted impatiently.

As for Feng Xingtong on the side, the middle-aged man didn't take him seriously at all, he was just a little kid, how strong could he be?

Mu Chen walked in from the sidelines with an expressionless face, he was wearing a blue overalls with a stubble on his face, he looked like he hadn't shaved for a long time, and he looked very sloppy.

However, Mu Chen's eyes are too ordinary, ordinary to the point of abnormality, ordinary people will not be so ordinary when they compete in the ring.

After Feng Xingtong saw Mu Chen appear, he immediately frowned, as the young master of the World Society, although he was young, he had seen many people of all kinds.

He may not be as powerful as his father Feng Zhenghao, but he definitely surpasses ordinary people, because from the time Mu Chen appeared, he could feel that the aura of the entire heaven and earth had changed, and those who could produce this change were all masters among masters.

And Mu Chen's eyes were too calm, so calm that he didn't seem to take everything into account.

"That guy Mu Chen went to the toilet, it's probably too long, Xingtong's game is about to start, that guy doesn't know what to do, and he hasn't come back yet." Zhang Chulan muttered in a low voice.

"But the opponent Xingtong met this time looks like he's going to be in a little trouble." Looking at the middle-aged man Mu Chen had become, Zhang Chulan muttered in a low voice.

"That guy is very powerful." At this time, Feng Baobao on the side also spoke.

"Really? Sister Bao'er, this is too unbelievable, in this way, did Xingtong meet such a powerful opponent in the first game? Zhang Chulan said in surprise.

"The other two are not to be worried, but the uncle who just came in is very strong, because I feel a very powerful evil aura in him." Feng Baobao said with a solemn expression.

"Evil?" Zhang Chulan was also stunned.

"Please enter the game, the game is officially started!" The Taoist priest in charge of being the referee shouted loudly.

With Mu Chen entering the field, the third competition began.

"Hey, the three people over there, are you standing over there, are you going to join forces against me? If so, let it go, I can't wait to advance to the next competition." ”

Mu Chen's current appearance can be said to be very casual, he held a toothpick in his mouth and said to the three of Feng Xingtong opposite, that unstoppable appearance is simply infuriating.

"How dare this guy be so arrogant!" The monk said with some unhappiness.

"Guys, my wife asked me to finish the fight as soon as possible, and then go to accompany my daughter, so I went first." As soon as the fat middle-aged man's voice fell, his upper leg kicked violently and flew directly towards Mu Chen.

Although the fat man was huge, his speed was not slow at all, and he didn't even need a second to fly over at a distance of tens of meters.

Bang!

I only heard a loud noise, and the middle-aged man had already collided with Mu Chen, and the strength emitted by the strong collision made the entire ground crack a lot.

In the next second, a black shadow flew out directly from the smoke and dust, and the huge body with a powerful force smashed directly on the wall of the martial arts arena with a bang.

The wooden wall was smashed out of a huge hole.

"Kid dad!" The uniformed woman holding her daughter screamed.

The figure that flew out was none other than the middle-aged fat man who rushed towards Mu Chen.

"This guy is really strong...."Everyone said in surprise.

In a puff of smoke and dust, Mu Chen's figure walked out slowly, his face was still so careless, so casual, as if the person who had just smashed the fat man into the wall was not him.

Before they even had time to see what was going on, the fat man flew out directly, and now the bald man and Feng Xingtong no longer had the slightest contempt, and there was only a deep fear of Mu Chen.

(End of chapter)