Mu Zhengxi lost, in a fair duel, lost.

There is nothing to argue, if you lose, you lose, there is no reason, but it surprises the entire Mu family, in their opinion, no matter how strong Ah San is, it is impossible to be stronger than Mu Zhengxi, but the fact has given them a heavy blow and also sounded the alarm for them.

Perhaps, just maybe, the other party is not as strong as imagined.

Meng Ruyan saw everyone's reaction, "Okay, don't waste time, let's start the second game." After speaking, she raised her right hand and said, "Ah Er, let the Mu family see how powerful you are." ”

"Yes!" said a thin young man behind him. I saw him walk past the side of the dream, and slowly walked into the ring.

If Ah San is an ordinary young man, then Ah Er is a special young man, with a handsome face and bright eyes, he should be a sunny young man, but unfortunately, both his expression and his eyes reveal a coldness.

Obviously, the martial arts arena is very lively at the moment, but he gives people a cold and piercing feeling.

Mu Henglin glanced at Mu Zhengping and said in a low voice: "This Ah Er is not simple. ”

Mu Zhengping nodded, even with his eyesight, he could see that Ah Er was not simple, Ah Er in front of him looked like a weak ordinary person, but was he really an ordinary person?

Even if she's crazy, it's impossible.

Mu Zhengping hesitated, if the opponent was replaced by a person who knew the roots, he could still send someone out, but the opponent changed to a person he had never heard of and couldn't see the depth, so he hesitated.

Who to send?

At this moment, I only heard someone say: "Let the old man come and learn your Excellency's tricks." ”

It was an old man next to the two of them who spoke, holding a cane in his hand, walking staggeringly, looking like he was about to die, but if anyone questioned his strength, it would be a big mistake, this old man's name is Mu Hengyue, he is a figure of Mu Henglin's generation, his strength is at the peak of concentrating, close to half-step soul melting, and he is the second master of the Mu family since Mu Henglin.

As soon as Mu Zhengping saw that he was about to make a move, he immediately said, "Elder, you-"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mu Hengyue: "Don't do it, the old man once fought against Mo Gaofeng and lost a move, and he fought today, just to wash away the shame." ”

Although he said this, Mu Zhengping knew that it was just an excuse, the real reason was that the Mu family could not afford to lose, there were three competitions in total, and the Mu family would win as long as they won any of them, but after watching the strength of Ah San in the first game, everyone understood that if the masters of the older generation did not make a move, no one could beat the other party at all, and this Ah Er, who couldn't do kung fu at death, would he be a simple character? Obviously not.

In the case that Mu Henglin was unable to make a move, Mu Hengyue had to make his own move and defeat this unknown Ah Er, so as not to drag the game to the third decisive game.

He rejected Mu Zhengping's kindness and stepped into the ring.

On the north and south sides, the two people in the ring looked at each other, a young man and an old man, their eyes were also cold.

Mu Hengyue opened his mouth and said: "Young man, old man Mu Hengyue, is your opponent, whether you have heard of my name or not, you will not be able to defeat me, it is too late to go down now." ”

For a few minutes, Ah Er didn't speak, just stared at Mu Hengyue with a cold gaze, Mu Hengyue frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, are you going to die?"

Ah Er suddenly laughed, sneered, and pointed forward with his right hand, and a rattan shot towards Mu Hengyue out of thin air.

"It's the poisonous dragon vine, Elder be careful!" Mu Zhengping shouted.

The poisonous dragon vine is a martial soul that is good at control, the rattan itself can trap people, and there are thin barbs on the surface, as long as the skin is cut by the barb, the toxins on the rattan will be injected into the body, which is an extremely powerful kind of martial spirit.

Mu Zhengping has never encountered an enemy with this kind of martial soul, but he has seen the power of this kind of martial soul in an ancient book, even if it is stronger than him, he needs to deal with it carefully.

In fact, there is no need for Mu Zhengping to remind him, when the poisonous dragon vine just appeared, Mu Hengyue felt a dangerous aura rushing towards him, although he had never seen the martial soul of the poisonous dragon vine, but he also felt the weirdness of this rattan, and gave up the plan to connect it at the moment.

Then he staggered over the rattan, drew a very thin sword from his cane, and slashed it at the rattan.

This sword is not an ordinary long sword, nor is it a soft sword, but an extremely thin one, if it is a steel wire-like sword; ordinary people don't say that they use this sword to sharpen this action, even if they use thorns, it is impossible to make the sword body stand upright, but the old man's true qi penetrates the sword, and the sword body stands up like a needle tip, and this flat cutting is mixed with a strong wind.

Unsurprisingly, the rattan was cut in half, and the audience immediately applauded:

"Hello Elder!"

"Elder is wonderful! Teach this guy who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

"Yes, as soon as the elder makes a move, the other party has no chance at all!"

......

Among all of them, only Mu Henglin frowned, and said in his heart: "Why is it so simple." ”

It turned out that he had really seen a martial artist with a martial soul like the poisonous dragon vine, and when he fought with this opponent, he used his sword to cut the opponent's poisonous dragon vine, but this Ah Er's poisonous dragon vine was cut off so easily, it was a little unreasonable.

He glanced at Ah Er again, only to feel that this Ah Er's strength did not exceed the middle stage of condensation, and there was nothing special about it, and he secretly thought: "Could it be that the tenacity of the poisonous dragon vine is related to the strength of the martial artist? It seems that I am thinking too much." ”

Thinking about this, he put his mind at ease again and continued to watch the battle.

Mu Hengyue's swordsmanship was already known for its coldness, and he seized the opportunity at this moment, so he naturally would not give up, and immediately stabbed the sword upwards and stabbed the opponent's eyebrows.

Although Mu Hengyue is kind and kind-eyed, but he is by no means a good person, this shot, he wants to take Ah Er's life, you must know that there are many important points in the center of the eyebrows, if he is really injured by the sword qi, he may be killed immediately, Mu Hengyue did this, just to show his prestige, and let the opponent see the strength of the Mu family.

A sword stabbed out, and although the opponent released a lot of poisonous dragon vines to block it, before it could reach the body, it was broken by Mu Hengyue's sword qi. Mu Hengyue was puzzled in his heart, and said secretly: "Is this person so useless? Or is Ah San already the most powerful master in this group of people just now?"

He didn't see the hidden smile on Ah Er's face, and even he thought that he didn't have to care about Ah Er's expression at all, because he had enough confidence in his swordsmanship, but at this moment, a shield made of rattan suddenly rose in front of Ah Er, and Mu Hengyue repeated his old trick and tried to cut off this shield, but the truth was not as he thought.

The sword qi slammed into the shield, but did not break through, but spread out until the sword pierced the shield, and it could shake it in the slightest.

"It's a soul treasure!" Mu Hengyue exclaimed in his heart.

Only the soul treasure can block his sword that will kill and win.

"It turns out that your hole card is a soul treasure!" Mu Hengyue sneered in his heart.

If the opponent hides his strength, he may be worried, but the opponent is only hiding the soul treasure, then there is nothing to worry about.

Although the soul treasure is powerful, after all, it is a thing outside the body, and it cannot exert 100% of the power of the soul treasure until the soul melting period, but his sword is different.

This is a sword that he personally pulled out from the golden thread, it is the product of countless golden threads fused together, if it is not for the lack of divine soul, it is even more powerful than ordinary soul treasures.

I saw that he let go of his right hand holding the sword, and at the moment of letting go, he exerted a force, and the sword body immediately spun up, and it spun violently.

Like a drill bit, it rotates violently.

Brilliant sparks bloomed where the shield came into contact with the sword, and in only three seconds, three seconds, the sword body passed through the shield without any hindrance.

The onlookers applauded loudly, but Mu Hengyue frowned, three seconds is very little, but for a martial artist, it is enough.

When he broke the shield, he didn't stab the opponent's body as he wished, but only stabbed an afterimage, and the moment the sword qi touched it, the afterimage was instantly shattered, but Ah Er had already retreated to a safe position.

Mu Hengyue crossed the sword on his chest, stared at Ah Er, and said coldly: "I didn't expect you to have a soul treasure to protect your body, but your soul treasure is already afraid of me, this kind of thing, I don't believe you have a second one." ”

The meaning of his words is quite clear, your Ah Er's soul treasure really surprised me and let you escape, but you don't have a second soul treasure, so it's impossible to block my second attack.

saw Ah Er's always expressionless face, and suddenly showed a smiling face, a smiling face with a chance to win.

"You've already lost. He said calmly.

"What?"

Whether it is Mu Hengyue on the stage, or the audience in the audience, they all understand what Ah Er means, the current situation can be said to be very clear, let alone defeat others, even if you guarantee that you will not lose, it is impossible.

As soon as Mu Hengyue heard this, he couldn't help but sneer: "Okay, good, good, I want to see how you make me lose." ”

With a flick of his wrist, the wire-like soft sword danced in the air to create a brilliant sword flower, which was a meaningless sword flower, just to make himself more handsome.

Mu Hengyue thought that he had won, but at the moment of making a move, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a strong feeling of dizziness came.

"This, what's going on?" the soft sword fell to the ground, and he held his head with one hand and the ground with the other, barely supporting his body.

His body trembled incessantly, especially the two retreats, uncontrollably bent, from standing at the beginning to almost kneeling on the ground now.

"Y-What's wrong with me?" he said with his tongue knotted and his speech slurred.

Ah Er smiled slightly, "You're poisoned." ”