"Brother Muchen, you have changed a lot!"

Mu Xuan stared at Mu Chen's handsome face with a smile, Mu Chen in the past had never been so ruthless and decisive.

"Perhaps, I've gone through some things and become mature!" Mu Chen sighed.

"Tomorrow's clan meeting is a big competition, Brother Muchen will definitely surprise everyone, right!"

Mu Xuan's eyes showed a sly color.

Mu Chen grinned, patted the former's little head, and turned to leave.

"Brother Muchen, don't you want the things we bought?"

Mu Xuan's voice came from behind him.

"That's right!"

Mu Chen only cared about being handsome but forgot to buy a lot of things and threw them on the ground, and then walked back with a dry laugh, picked up the big bags and small bags of things, and the two walked towards the way home with a smile.

"The next family of the Mu family is so kind in the heart, it is a blessing for the people of Mucheng!"

"yes, yes......"

When the Muchen brothers and sisters walked away, the onlookers let out bursts of appreciation.

......

The next day was the day of the Mujia meeting, and early in the morning, the martial arts arena next to the school was already crowded.

The arena is surrounded by tall stands, and in the center of the stands is a more prominent rostrum, which is filled with important people at this time. In addition to Mu Haoran, the third master of the Mu family, the six elders and more than a dozen important stewards, several Ma family members led by Ma Wei were also on the rostrum.

But what is puzzling is that there are two vacant seats in the middle of the first row of the rostrum, these two seats are for the head of the family and the second master of the Mu family, but on such an important day, neither of them was present, which made everyone puzzled and caused whispers from everyone in the audience.

Ma Wei sat beside Mu Haoran, his face was indifferent and he snorted coldly: "Mu Haotian's family master is really a big shelf, he didn't show up in the clan competition, could it be that he deliberately avoided my Ma family!"

Mu Haoran didn't think so, as if he had known that the other party would say this, and said with a light smile: "How come, I just received a notice that the eldest brother can't leave now that he has something important, and my second brother is now presiding over things in Lin City, so I will temporarily preside over this year's clan meeting!"

"Hmph, the third master of the Mu family is young and promising, the head of the Mu family really believes in you!"

Ma Wei sarcastically didn't speak, but Mu Haoran didn't hear it.

At this time, the stands that can accommodate tens of thousands of people are almost full, after all, this is the annual event of the Mu family, whether it is the disciples of the Mu family, the guards or the subordinates, only a small number of them stay at their posts, and others can come to watch the competition of the young disciples of the Mu family.

On the wide martial arts arena, there are a hundred young boys and girls, with their heads held high, their faces are serious, standing in a uniform line, they are the best one hundred young disciples of the Mu family, each of them is full of confidence, the girl is heroic, the boy is heroic, their future is enough to determine the future of the Mu family.

On the rostrum, dressed in white, the heroic Mu Haoran stood up, and said loudly with a smile: "Children, your growth represents the future of our Mu family, I am very pleased to see your growth, you are all working hard, it is the pride of my Mu family, no matter what the result of this big competition is, I hope you will not be arrogant or humble, only with such a mentality, can you become a real martial arts master, I look forward to your performance! Okay, I won't say more, the clan will start now!"

After a round of warm applause, a hundred elite teenagers walked to the edge of the martial arts arena to prepare for the competition, and at this time, a violent vibration sounded in the earth.

The martial arts arena slowly cracked a few cracks, and one by one the square stone platforms slowly moved upward, gradually rising to the ground, forming ten bluestone rings.

One hundred elite disciples are divided into ten groups, and the knockout rounds are carried out by the point system, and the disciples of each group will arrange four games, and each win will get one point, and finally ranked according to the level of points, the first place in each group will be given priority to enter the top 16, and the remaining six places will be fought for between the second place in each group.

The disciples had already known the day before that they had been placed in that group, and when everything was ready, everyone walked towards their own competition ring.

Mu Chen was assigned to the third group of rings, although he was the young master of the Mu family, but because of his limited talent, it was the first time he saw the clan meeting since he was a child, but there was an indescribable sense of complexity in his heart, he looked up at the empty seat on the rostrum, although Mu Haotian did not sit there, but he knew that his father and mother must be watching him silently: "Daddy, Xuanxuan, red sleeves, you look at it, this time I want to tell everyone, who is the real Mu family's first day talent." ”

"This year's Young Master Dabi Mufan will definitely win the first place, he is a veritable first day talent of our Mu family!"

In the stands, a teenager said.

"That's a certain comparison, a few years ago, the Great Elder's son Mu Lei and Young Master Mu Fan's talent were in the middle of the best, and now it is not known which of the two is slightly superior!"

Another mature-looking teenager retorted.

"What's so awesome about Mu Lei's wooden man with a cold face all day long, Young Master Mu Fan is so handsome, he has been my idol since childhood, I support him to win the championship!"

A young girl said.

"What do you know as a nymphomaniac, a cold man like Mu Lei is really charming, I decided that if he wins the first place this time, I will confess to him!"

The other woman stared at Mu Lei Dao in the martial arts arena without blinking.

"You can pull it down! Even if you stick to Mu Lei like that, no one will necessarily look at you!" the man sitting next to him sneered.

"Why don't you die!"

......

In the messy stands, everyone is talking about the popular characters of Dabi, most of them are optimistic about Mu Fan, Mu Lei, Mu Xuan and Mu Xiao and others, only one fair-skinned, picturesque girl is more special, she sits quietly in a corner, a fiery red slender body is extremely eye-catching, a pair of bright eyes are full of worry, the pretty face is slightly worried, but it looks a little pitiful, which makes people want to take care of her: "Young Master Mu Chen, no matter what you do in the future, the red sleeves will support you, and the clothes will always be by your side." ”

In front of the ten rings, there was an older principal, whose cultivation was in the early stage of the True Spirit Realm, and he was the main martial artist of the Mu family. Their purpose is to protect the disciples in case they can't hold their hands during the competition, or if they try to stop them when they try to make a heavy hand.

The person in charge of the No. 3 ring was a thin middle-aged man, he was disheveled, the whole person was sloppy, he moved a stool to sit under the stage at random, and said lazily: "Let's start!"

In the first game, Mu Chen played against Fan Jie.

"Is it me in the first game?"

Mu Chen slowly walked into the ring, the opponent was a tall and thin young man, he was more familiar with this young man Mu Chen, he was a disciple with a foreign surname, but he had a good talent, he cultivated extremely hard, and he was also deeply concerned by the Mu family.

"Young Master Muchen, I won't let you, please forgive me!"

Fan Jie bowed slightly and said.

"Then you can do it!"

Mu Chen didn't mind, and yawned.

"Offended!"

Fan Jie said, and attacked with a punch, the speed was extremely fast, surrounded by a faint light, and in a blink of an eye, it was already in front of Mu Chen's eyes.

Bang!

Just as he was about to approach Mu Chen's face, he suddenly poked out his five fingers, wrapped the attacking heavy punch in his hand, and let out a muffled sound.

"How is that possible?"

Fan Jie was surprised, his punch had the strength of a thousand catties, but it was easily held in his hand by the other party, and he was about to withdraw his fist, but he found that it seemed to be stuck to it and could not move a single cent.

"Your talent is okay, if you have half of Mu Xiao's resources to cultivate, you will already catch up with him, but these can be made up for by the efforts of the day after tomorrow!"

As soon as Mu Chen exerted his strength, the fist in his hand creaked, and the last trace of true qi on the opponent's fist was gone.

"Ah......h

Fan Jie screamed in pain, and his other fist hit Mu Chen's chest.

Mu Chen had already prepared, his right hand reached out, and it buckled on Fan Jie's wrist with great accuracy, and then flipped over and grabbed him alive.

"I'll fight for you!"

Fan Jie's upper body was stopped, and he had no choice but to use his lower body, and his knees were suddenly lifted and hit Mu Chen's chest.

Mu Chen's body disappeared ghostly, and Fan Jie hit the air with a blow, but he only felt a sudden pain in his arms, and he was pressed down by the former's back, like a mountain, and was pressed directly on one knee and pressed to the ground.

"Young Master Muchen, you won, I'm convinced!"

Fan Jie sighed and said slowly.