The fight was quite comparable.

Mu Chang'an was overjoyed in his heart, and continued to increase his efforts to greet the dynasty.

The dynasty actually began to retreat while fighting.

"What's going on?" asked an audience member confusedly.

"Yes, didn't the dynasty have the upper hand just now? Why was it so up and beaten?"

"The style of painting is wrong!"

"It feels like the dynasty is deliberately releasing water!"

The audience around them is not stupid, many cultivators frowned and saw the doorway, every blow to the dynasty seemed to use all their strength, but at every critical moment, they collected a little bit of strength, resulting in not being able to drive straight into Mu Chang'an, but being pressed and beaten by Mu Chang'an.

In fact, Wang Chao himself has a bitterness in his heart and can't say it, he really hasn't fully played all his strength now, but the problem is here, he doesn't dare to play all his strength at all.

Every time he wants to do his best to defeat Mu Changan, there is always a voice in his heart that warns him again, not allowing him to hurt Mu Changan, otherwise it will cause very serious consequences, and the brain will begin to squeeze gradually, the stronger the idea of exerting all his strength, the higher the degree of squeezing, and he has no choice but to withdraw a few strengths, Rao is so, the squeeze in his brain still exists.

"Could it be that this is the so-called puppet secret technique?" Wang Chao suddenly remembered that they had been planted by Mu Changan when they were under the Alien Beast Desolate Monument before, and this secret technique had never seen any problems, but Mu Changan had said that he should not be murderous, otherwise there would be very serious consequences.

Yes, it's definitely the Puppet Secret Technique.

It's just that...... If this puppet secret technique is real, then how will this game be played?

Murderous intent can't be generated, and the movements in the hands are naturally more unlikely to hurt the other party, otherwise the coercion in the brain will become heavier and heavier.

"Phew!"

Another knife came down, and the dynasty that was caught in his thoughts was directly chopped back a few steps.

"Come again!" A hearty voice, but it was Mu Changan who was arrogant and angry, and he had a fighting spirit, and the two knives of life and death came from various tricky angles, and the dynasty did not dare to hold it up, so he had to put away his mind and resist seriously.

It's just a bit difficult to let him take the initiative again.

"It's a fucking match-fixing!" suddenly shouted the audience below.

"Match-fixing! match-fixing!"

"Match-fixing! match-fixing!"

There are more and more voices like this, which makes Wang Chao's mind uneasy, and he is already very aggrieved by this puppet secret technique, and when he hears so many people in the audience shouting for fake matches, Wang Chao's heart is ruthless, and he directly forcibly resists the pressure in his mind, and a sword takes the initiative to stab at Mu Changan's eyebrows.

"Hiss~"

A heart-rending headache rose in his heart, and Wang Dynasty's hand holding the sword was trembling, and the force was directly slanted by half.

"Phew!"

The swords collided, a huge force came, the long sword came out of his hand, and the whole person of the dynasty was shocked by the huge force and flew out.

"Bang~!"

Smash into the open space under the ring.

There was a dead silence at the scene.

"Dog's day, match-fixing!"

"Fuck the number one master of Jinling Mansion, Lao Tzu wants to report him!"

"The fake game is cool for a while, the whole family crematorium, and this time the southern division competition is going to be cold. ”

The masses can't control their inner temper, not only the scene is noisy, but even on the Internet, this discerning person can see that at the beginning, the dynasty pressed Mu Changan to fight, and in the end, he didn't use as much power as at the beginning, and he cowered, isn't it a fake match?

What's more, Wang Chao is the number one master in Jinling Mansion, and he is also the favorite to win the championship in this southern competition, so he was defeated by an inconspicuous person, which made everyone unacceptable at all.

For a while, the words 'fake matching' were everywhere, so that the on-site competition could not be carried out, and the host hurriedly went to the ring and picked up the microphone to explain two sentences.

"Huh~"

Suddenly, a dagger flew out of nowhere and stabbed directly at the host in the ring.

"Hum~"

The dagger passed through the ring and triggered a large protective array, blocking the dagger.

"Don't be impulsive!" The host was startled, and hurriedly advised the audience to calm down, but not only did this have no effect, but on the contrary, various hidden weapons continued to fly up below, some stabbed at the host, and some stabbed at Mu Changan.

"Ding Ding Ding ~~"

Fortunately, the protective array was strong enough, so it didn't let any spiritual weapons fly in.

Mu Changan was not happy when he stood in the ring, and muttered: "I Mu someone didn't play a match-fixing, why are you scolding me?"

"Huh~"

An arrow came at him, stabbed at the protective light curtain, and then fell three hundred and sixty degrees.

Mu Changan was startled, and hurriedly ran to the player's seat, away from this place of right and wrong.

As for the scene due to the growing anger of the audience, the game had to be temporarily suspended, and several people in charge hurriedly came over to pick up the microphone to explain to the audience, but it was useless to say anything, it was a mess.

"I'm afraid that someone is leading the rhythm behind the scenes, right?" Mu Changan sat in his position and watched this scene, and said with a frown.

"You're not too stupid. Mi Zhu walked to Mu Changan and sat down, looked at the commotion in the audience opposite, and teased: "Now you are in trouble, it is estimated that there should be news of your Mu Changan playing fake matches on the headlines tomorrow." ”

"I didn't play match-fixing!" Mu Changan said solemnly looking at Mi Zhu.

"It doesn't matter if you played match-fixing or not, what matters is that the crowd thinks you played match-fixing. Mizhu rummaged through his freshly made nails, bright red, and a few white flowers on them, very beautiful.

"They think it's okay with me. "Mu Changan doesn't mind, this group of audiences who are full of food and have nothing to do should really let them go back to the last century, and they will be honest after a few hungry meals.

"Not necessarily, if it gets bigger, it may affect the referee's bench, and it may even make you replay. Mizhu gloated.

"Rematch? Why, I won with my ability, why let me replay. Mu Changan's eyes widened, feeling that he had been deeply maliciled from society.

"Condolences. Mi Zhu held back a smile and patted Mu Chang'an's shoulder, got up and left with happy steps.

Mu Changan hurriedly turned his head to look at the ring, at this time, several people in charge and the host were trying their best to appease the audience, and at the same time indicated that they would carefully check this game to see if there was any suspicion of match-fixing.

"I'll go! What the hell!" Mu Changan was so angry that he almost didn't go up to find someone to theorize.

But if you think about it, it will definitely be no good for him to go out, and he will be sprayed to death.

"This year's audience is really a group of people!" Mu Changan muttered with some resentment.

Is this a match-fixing? This is obviously a technical win, right?

You know what!

Mu Changan angrily stomped his feet and walked away, out of sight and out of mind.

Returning to the hotel with Lifeng, Mu Changan felt a breath of qi in his body that was about to move, closed the room, found a quick place to sit up cross-legged, and began to carry the 'Wind Flower Snow Moon' exercise.

Slowly, the temperature in the room began to decrease, and a little snowflake gradually appeared on Mu Changan's body, and as time passed, the temperature had cooled to minus degrees.

The aura of heaven and earth in the air was eaten away little by little, and although the outside of his body was very frozen, his body was as hot as fire, and the inside and outside were like ice and fire, and he suffered a lot.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Changan only knew that he had run the 'Wind Moon Snow Moon' exercise dozens of times, and his whole body was suddenly transparent, the spiritual platform was clear, and his perception was much stronger.

But the feeling in my body still hasn't been released yet, and it's always a little bit worse.

Mu Changan had no choice but to continue to run the attack, constantly impacting the meridians of his body, every time the gas flowed through the meridians, it would bring out a little medicinal fragrance, that is, the essence left in various parts of the body before washing the marrow and cutting tendons had not been absorbed, and now the gas flowed through the meridians and was exported, nourishing the meridians of the whole body.

It's fast, it's just a little bit.

Mu Changan could feel that it was a pleasure from the depths of his heart, and it was about to blow out and let him reach the peak.

"Po~"

There was a crisp sound.

"Whew~!"

There was a sudden gust of wind in the room, and the surrounding sofas, coffee tables, fruits, and various objects instantly flew everywhere and smashed everywhere, and the ping pong bells rang.

Mu Changan didn't move, and wisps of heat began to emerge from the top of his head.

Slowly, the snow on his body began to melt.

This is not melted into water, but directly evaporated into water vapor and floated upwards, and in the blink of an eye, the snow on the body was evaporated, and the whole room was also filled with this rich water vapor, and the temperature rose rapidly, like a steam room.

"Smack~"

Finally, the snowflakes on his body dispersed, Mu Changan got up bathed in water vapor, his originally somewhat dark face was as clean as snow, and the shape of snowflakes was outlined in a pair of clear and translucent eyes.

The whole person is like a prince who has come out of the kingdom in the snow, holy and pure.

Of course, it's all an illusion.

"What a hallucination, this clearly understands a lot of good or not, look at this skin, a pinch can come out of the water, it is even softer than those women who use masks every day. Mu Changan stood in front of a large mirror and looked his face up and down, seeing that his originally dark skin had become so white, not to mention how happy he was.

"And this panda eye that often stays up late is gone. ”

"When I laughed, I couldn't see the lines on my head. ”

"The acne scars on my face have also disappeared. ”

"It was just flawless!"

"This 'Wind Flower Snow Moon' technique seems to be a bit powerful!" Mu Changan felt the powerful energy in his body and punched forward fiercely.

'Concentrating on the double realm, the fist power is 20,000 kilograms. ’

Breakthrough!

And there's an extra power prompt in my head!

"Sure enough, the Condensation Realm is a strength increase that weighs 10,000 kilograms. When Mu Changan saw this data, he finally confirmed his previous guess.

Chakra realm, a weight of a thousand kilograms of rise.

Concentrating on the realm, a weight of 10,000 kilograms.

And the same realm on earth has only two-thirds of the strength intensity.

"In that case, wouldn't my current strength be equivalent to the strength of the Concentration Triple Realm on Earth?"

Thinking of this, Mu Changan suddenly smiled: "A rematch will be a rematch, whoever instigates it is a dog!"

......

And what Mu Changan didn't know was that in the Cursed God Continent, the Wind Moon Sect, and the Sect Master's Hall.

Tang Shenyu, who was sitting on the Taishi's chair and working, suddenly paused.

Immediately after that, the temperature in the hall began to drop suddenly, and drops of snow fell down, Tang Shenyu felt the breath in his body continue to increase, a pair of beautiful eyes looked outside the hall, and muttered: "Broke through again......