The test ended quickly, and they were basically twenty-five years old, and no one dared to lie about their age on such occasions.

This test is said to be a test, but it is actually to let the disciples of each sect get to know each other.

Tianlan Sect and the others have also seen a lot of real geniuses, and they were still a little unconvinced in their hearts, but now they don't have any more.

"What kind of monster is that Sima Haokong of the Fire God Sect, he actually married at the age of twenty-five! How can you fight now! ”

On the way back, Ma Changchuan was shocked, and kept complaining about the geniuses he saw today.

Originally, they thought that the most people who came to participate in the competition were guys from the Great Perfection of the Condensation Realm, but they didn't expect that there would be monsters from the Jindan Period.

And Sima Haokong immediately became the focus of the audience, and his name was remembered by everyone.

The rest of the Tianlan Sect was also a little disheartened at the moment, the outside world was indeed big, and they were indeed just some frogs at the bottom of the well.

In the past, I felt that I was simply a genius in the sect, and I won several victories in the competition with my fellow brothers and won some praise and fame, so I also felt that the genius in this world was nothing more than that.

Who knew that when they went out, they felt the unevenness of the world, and this sense of disparity made the leaders of the Tianlan Sect very unacceptable for a while.

Everyone was sad, only Mu Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he still looked like an ancient well without waves.

"I said Mu Chen, why are you still so calm?"

Ma Tianchuan was like a resentful woman at the moment, chattering endlessly, making Mu Chen speechless.

"What else can I do? If you can't beat them, you will admit defeat, and now you can beat them with a sigh? ”

Mu Chen's words lifted everyone's hearts.

yes, what's the use of sighing and feeling uncomfortable here?

It's better to go back and practice for a while, maybe the day after tomorrow will have one more chance to win.

Huang Tianhu looked at Mu Chen with admiration, among the several people, Mu Chen was always the most keenly and calm.

As if no difficulty could stump him, he would always have a solution.

Everyone was walking in a corridor, and suddenly a large group of people came in front of them.

When they saw the person walking in front clearly, their faces immediately changed, wasn't this the genius of the Fire God Sect, Sima Haokong?

Everyone had been warned by the sect leader Huan Sanshan on the spirit boat before, and they must be cautious in their words and deeds when they arrive here.

And this Sima Haokong is not only a disciple of a first-class force, but also a cultivator of the Jindan period, according to the rules of the immortal cultivation world, they should call him senior.

The people of the Tianlan Sect did not dare to lose their manners, and immediately retreated to the side to make way, bowing their heads and waiting for the people of the Fire God Sect to pass.

But at this moment, Mu Chen's behavior made their hearts sink.

Mu Chen actually walked directly towards Sima Haokong, without the slightest intention of giving way.

"Mu Chen, what are you doing!"

Ma Changchuan called in a low voice, but Mu Chen ignored it.

Huang Tianhu complained in his heart, he was still praising Muchen for being calm and calm just now, how could he do such a thing now.

But the next moment, everyone's eyes were about to pop out.

That Sima Haokong saw Mu Chen who was blocking the way, but instead of being angry and happy, he hugged his fist at him with a smile on his face:

"Muchen Daoist! Long time no see! I didn't have time to thank you for my kindness last time, and you left! ”

An immortal cultivator in the Jindan stage is actually commensurate with Mu Chen's peers?

Everyone was stunned.

Mu Chen also smiled faintly: "Haokong Daoist friends are polite, I also accepted the benefits of your Fire God Sect, what kind of kindness to talk about!" ”

Sima Haokong was still that naughty child, and immediately studied Mu Chen's metal puppet hand again.

Mu Chen was speechless, and hurriedly excused himself by saying that he was going back to cultivation and was leaving.

Sima Haokong was a little reluctant, and said: "Fellow Muchen Daoist, you are powerful, I know it!" See you in the ring then! Let me see how powerful you puppet is, too. ”

After Sima Haokong walked over, everyone immediately surrounded him: "Mu Chen, how did you meet him?" ”

"Before I went to special training, that is, to the special training of the Fire God Sect, the friend of Haokong Dao was very enthusiastic, and I met him." Mu Chen explained.

"Huh? I see. ”

Everyone said so, but they all knew in their hearts that if Mu Chen's strength was not good, no matter how good the other party's personality was, he would not be commensurate with his peers.

After the episode was over, everyone returned to their rooms to concentrate on cultivation and prepare for the battle that followed.

The arrangement of the battle the day after tomorrow was soon announced.

Mu Chen is number one hundred and twenty, and the battle is number three hundred and sixty-four, but he can't remember who this person is, only that this serial number should be from the Deadwood Sect.

Everyone else is fine, and the people who are fighting are all disciples of second-class or third-class forces, and they are all in a good mood.

It's a lucky thing not to have to face a strong opponent in the first round.

And after learning about Mu Chen's opponent, everyone in the Tianlan Sect fell silent for a moment.

As soon as he came up, he dealt with the disciples of the first-class forces, and Mu Chen was too miserable.

The more powerful the sect, the higher the level of the disciples, for example, the disciples of the Tianlan Sect, it is good to have a Xuan-level method to cultivate, and the low-status disciples only have the Yellow Level method, or even lower.

And the outer disciples of the first-class forces can come into contact with the earth-level method.

Not to mention the elite disciples of the inner gate.

This is only the gap in the magic formula, and their magic weapons and resources are far superior to those of the lower forces.

"Mu Chen, come on!"

Xia Qingcheng said to Mu Chen, with encouragement in his eyes.

Others also cheered Mu Chen up: "Yes, you are so powerful, you must be fine!" ”

Mu Chen was very grateful, and he also nodded to reassure them, and didn't say anything more.

The day after tomorrow, the sect competition will be held directly, and there will be ten rings at the same time, and if it is not enough, ten more rings will be added, and the first round of battles will be ended within one day.

The ring is built in the largest floating hall of the Hundred Battle Gate, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people to watch.

Of course, counting the accompanying sect seniors this time, there are thousands of people in total, which is more than enough space.

Each ring is the size of half a football field, and it is protected by a spiritual shield.

Each ring has a deacon overseer of the Hundred Battles Gate of the Jindan Period, and if a disciple admits defeat, he will immediately save him.

After all, these disciples are all elite treasures in the sect, and it would be a great loss to die.

But even so, the mortality rate of each sect is still very high, and the fighting methods between immortal cultivators do not spare their hands, and it is too easy to die.

Mu Chen is holding his sequence token and waiting in the audience, his game is relatively high, and the next game is on his own.

At this moment, the fight on the stage is hot, and there are two immortal cultivation disciples from the second-class forces, both of whom are the strength of the ninth layer of the Condensing Realm, and their combat effectiveness is also comparable.