That night, Muwen used the excuse that he was sleepy and locked himself in the house early.

It's really too noisy, oh not very enthusiastic.

Since the news that they couldn't gather spirits, everyone subconsciously regarded Mu Wen as a vulnerable weakling, thinking that those who didn't gather spirits must not be the opponents of spirits. As everyone knows, the two opponents that Mu Wen was beaten were Zhao Tianqi and Zhao Mei, and on the premise that he couldn't use the power of the sword spirit, he naturally couldn't be the same.

It's like when he came back from the mountain retreat last month, before he collided with Zhao Tianqi for the first time on the street, Mu Wen defeated Qian Leopard with swordsmanship alone, and the spirit people who did not reach the realm of the spirit warrior were not worried at all under Mu Wen's sword.

The moon disperses and the sun rises, and the next day the bright sun shines into the house.

Mu Wen got up and washed up, and came to the competition venue with everyone early.

Early in the morning, the audience was already crowded.

The guy who has a little money in Bluestone City also openly opened a gambling plate, and the shouting is not lively. On the way, many people showed a sad expression to Mu Wen, as if they had defeated Zhao Qiang yesterday and made these poor creatures lose their money.

When the sun hangs in the middle of the sky, the draw is over.

Mu Wen held the note marked fifty-three in his hand, and his eyes met the man who had drawn the fifty-four number.

This man is simply an enhanced version of Zhao Qiang, the opponent of the game just now.

His muscles were huge, as big as a solid lump of wool.

He was bald, with several scars on his head, a fierce complexion, and a very old look, if it weren't for the fact that the age of the contestants in the martial arts competition should not exceed eighteen years old, Mu Wen would have thought that this person was an uncle over thirty years old.

The first two rounds of contestants are over, and the third round begins.

"Fifty-third player Muwen, please play. ”

"No. 54 player Sun Tong, please play. ”

With the shout of the person in charge, Mu Wen stepped on the second competition platform, and a force came from his shoulder, and when Sun Tong came up, he deliberately bumped into Mu Wen.

Mu Wen guessed with his toes that he was from the Zhao Mansion.

"Brother Muwen, come on, I'm sure you'll win. Liu Ziqian has already won the first round, and she is rushing to cheer for Mu Wen at this moment.

The willow monkey on the side refuted her words and shouted at Mu Wen: "Mu Wen, don't listen to her, if you can't fight, you will surrender immediately." I have investigated this person named Sun Tong for you, he is a guest of the Zhao family, and he has several lives in his hands. You have to be careful, he has the realm of a ninth-order spirit master. ”

"How can you do this!" Liu Ziqian was a little angry, and said to the willow monkey: "Don't encourage and pour cold water, don't you have any confidence in Brother Mu Wen?"

"Cut, Brother Muwen Brother Muwen shouted so sweetly. Do you wish he had been beaten into a patty? The monkey pouted.

Liu Ziqian choked several times and lowered her head.

Mu Wen saw it in his eyes, and at a glance, he saw Liu Li in the crowd a little farther away, and she had a very proud expression.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind hit the back of his head.

Mu Wen turned around and caught it with his hand, although the tiger's mouth was hit, it didn't hurt, this body was not something ordinary people could hurt under the washing and quenching of the Lingwu realm. However, his body still took a step back, and then he thought about how to cover it up, so he took three steps back, and looked at the fist from Sun Tong.

"Standing in the ring is still distracted, and looking for loss is not like this. Sun Tong preached with his nose turned to the sky.

Since he was from the Zhao family, Mu Wen didn't have the heart to say anything, and looked at the referee: "Can I start?"

The referee was ready, stepped down from the edge of the ring and announced, "Begin." ”

"Death!" Sun Tong shouted and attacked Mu Wen.

Mu Wen stood calmly, responding to Sun Tong's fierce attack without moving.

At least half of the audience is watching here, especially the gamblers who bet on buying Mu Wen to lose, and they can't wait for Mu Wen to be knocked off the stage with a fist, but they haven't seen Mu Wen beaten a minute or second.

Of course, Sun Tong couldn't beat Mu Wen. He made the same mistake as Zhao Qiang yesterday, and it was also a shortcoming that many spirits in Bluestone City had, that is, they cared too much about the realm.

In order to look good, in order to make the spiritual skills and fists destructive to be praised, Sun Tong used most of his spiritual power in terms of destructive power, but despised speed and skill. It looks like a fist smashing a hole out of a hole, which is amazing. There were constantly exclamations and applause from the audience, but in fact, it was just a waste of physical strength, and there was no real threat to Mu Wen.

Eight minutes later.

The referee rubbed his eyes dumbfounded, and shouted: "In the second competition, Liufu Muwen wins!"

Mu Wen put away the iron sword, saluted Sun Tong, who was lying on the stage from exhaustion, and said with a smile: "Accept." ”

This friendly behavior made Sun Tong humiliated, and he lowered his head in humiliation, and his scalp was numb. From beginning to end, he was pressing Mu Wen to fight, but gradually he lost his strength and became clumsy, and his fists were not so fierce, and in the end, Mu Wen raised his leg and kicked him to the ground. Finally, when it dawned on him, Muwen had already put the sword around his neck.

Sun Tong gasped, losing in disgrace, how to explain to Young Master Zhao after he went back.

"Bang!"

In the rest area of Zhao's house, a hole was pierced through the wall, Zhao Tianqi gritted his teeth and was furious, trying to make Mu Wen ugly but making Mu Wen stand out in front of everyone. It's like making a wedding dress for others to wear! The exclamations and cheers that filled his ears came from the wall that made Zhao Tianqi feel disgusted.

At this time, it didn't matter whether Mu Wen was a useless waste or not, and Zhao Tianqi, who was enraged, had only one thought, and trampled this beam-jumping clown under his feet.

"Tianqi. ”

Zhao Mei patted the wall ash on Zhao Tianqi's sleeve, squinted her eyes and said: "It seems that Mu Wen does have two hits, no wonder Liu Li has a soft spot for her." There are a lot of good girls in the city, so you might need to replace them. It's not that my sister said frustrating words, you also know the things at home, that damn swordsman heretical is haunting us like a ghost, and the Zhao family is already about to be destroyed. It is impossible for the Douling Hall to help us for a lifetime, and now that we are weak, it is better not to cause unnecessary trouble. ”

"What if there is only one Muwen, and one more enemy. Zhao Tianqi said.

Zhao Mei shook her head: "He is from the Liu family." The key is still the Liu family, for the sake of long-term consideration, we can't conflict with the Liu family at least now. If you beat Mu Wen into a puddle of mud again, according to Liu Yuanhu's temperament, he will not forget it. ”

"Needless to say, my heart is only with Li'er. No other woman can get into my eyes except her. Zhao Tianqi took a deep breath and walked outside.

Zhao Mei asked: "Where are you going?"

"Draw table. Zhao Tianqi turned his head with a gloomy face and said in a deep voice: "It's time for me to fight against Mu Wen personally." Li'er will see it, she will understand who is the really strong man, and which is the right person who is qualified to stand next to her and protect her for the rest of her life!"

For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com.