Chapter 8: Youth Contest (1)

Mao time.

It's still the same, what has changed is the clouds and rain on the horizon, and what hasn't changed is Mu Chen in the courtyard.

"Brother, today is the annual big competition for the younger generation held in Fengling, can we go together?" Mu Qing opened the door and said excitedly, not at all as if she had just woken up.

"No, no." Mu Chen didn't stop practicing, and replied decisively.

"Oh~ Then you can go with me!" Mu Qing playfully ran to Mu Chen's side, pulled his arm to prevent Mu Chen from continuing to practice, looked at him and said.

"What do you want me to do about something that doesn't make sense?" Mu Chen said speechlessly.

Participating in these boring activities is better than sleeping comfortably.

"Oh, you should just go out and have a look, what's the point of just fiddling with these moves at home, and you just came back, so you should go out for a walk, and also, this time there are young people from outside Fengling City to participate, what if I am bullied!"

Mu Qing pulled Mu Chen's arm back and forth and said coquettishly.

Mu Chen: "......"

Mu Chen really doesn't like these boring activities, it's just a way for some families or sects to select geniuses.

But there was no way, I couldn't resist Mu Qing, so I went.

By the time of the meeting, the time had come.

"This young lady, you need an entrance fee to enter the venue~ Please pay ten lower grade spirit stones first." The young man in front of the venue who collected the bills said with a seemingly polite smile.

Maybe he thinks he is personable, but in the eyes of others, he is completely an idiot: his eyes are staring at Mu Qing.

However, Mu Qing didn't even look at him, pointed to Mu Chen beside him, and said indifferently: "Oh, he has a spirit stone." ”

The man was stunned, looked at Mu Chen, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared: "Hey, the two of you have a total of twenty lower-grade spirit stones, hurry up!" ”

Mu Chen did the same, he didn't look at him, he put the spirit stone on the table in front of the man, and left without looking back.

After the two left, the man stood in place and said, "What is the pretending to be high, it's really a good cabbage that was arched by a pig." ”

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"In Xia Qi Wendu, it is the elder of the outer gate of the Qingling Sect, welcome all young people to participate in this youth competition, this competition is presided over by my Qingling Sect, and the top three in the competition can become disciples of the Qingling Sect. Now, the competition begins! A white-haired old man who looked kind stood on the high platform and said solemnly.

Before he finished speaking, the audience was already clamoring.

This is the first sect in Fengling, and it is said that its sect master has broken through to the Guiyuan realm a few days ago!

With such a sect's qualifications for entering the sect, no one here is cheering.

However, Mu Chen did rub his brows, thinking in his heart: "I really shouldn't come, disturbing people's purity." ”

He looked at Mu Qing and said, "Aren't you going to Xia Wang City, why are you participating in this kind of competition?" ”

"Let's take a look at my own strength, and hone myself by the way." Mu Qing didn't look at Mu Chen, just looked at the elder who was presiding, and said.

"And didn't you make me not arrogant?"

Mu Chen raised his eyebrows, he couldn't imagine that this girl actually listened to it, and if others were afraid that they would have forgotten it all a long time ago.

It's okay to do this, Jian Xiu I, the heart is extremely important.

After the call, Qi Wendu simply reiterated the rules of the competition and announced the official start of the competition.

The first few competitions were all competitions for young people who practiced the Qi Realm, and although they were all fights with all their might, they were not similar to fights with people who had no cultivation, and they didn't have much meaning.

"It's so boring, these people, it's not interesting to fight at all~" Mu Qing said while fiddling with the hair on her forehead.

"......" Mu Chen was speechless.

Isn't it, the battlefield with rivers of blood and the ruins of mountains of bones have been seen by Mu Chen;

Thousands of miles of blood, the battle of mountains and rivers, Mu Chen has fought.

In comparison, the scene in front of me is more than enough to describe it as unsightly.

Besides, you're bored, why did you call me!!

The next showdown: Li Fusong of Fengling City vs. Lingxi City South Linfeng!

"Brother, you see it's the person from yesterday!" Mu Qing patted Mu Chen's shoulder, stared at the ring with a pair of phoenix eyes, and said.

"yes, yes, I saw it, I saw it." Mu Chen said absentmindedly.

"Seriously, hey, it's a good guy to build a foundation!" Mu Qing patted Mu Chen's back again and said.

"Which of them do you think will win?"

"Although the south of the wind seems to be strong, but after all, it is paper-paste, although it is the early stage of foundation building, but Li Fusong will win." Mu Chen didn't look at the ring either, and said lightly.

"Huh! Don't be ashamed, I think this Li Fusong of your Fengling is just a foundation built by pills, and if you want to fight, you will definitely lose! ”

At this time, a spectator from Lingxi City sneered.

"You Fengling will only play lip service!"

Mu Chen didn't pay attention to it, and Mu Qing just glanced at the man with disgust and didn't speak to him.

"Cut, what a bunch of shit!"

The man seemed annoyed and cursed.

The competition begins.

Nan Linfeng rushed directly towards Li Fusong, and around his right hand was wrapped in a layer of fist gloves made of spiritual energy, and blasted towards him.

However, Li Fusong was agile and relied on his dexterity to avoid Nan Linfeng's boxing again and again.

In Mu Chen's view, Li Fusong is groping for the opponent's offensive routine, wanting to give the opponent a fatal blow at a critical moment.

But in the eyes of others, this is not the case.

"Hahaha, if you look at that Li Fusong, you know that you can hide, he can't do it!"

"Boy, didn't you say that Nanlinfeng would lose, why does it seem that Li Fusong doesn't even have the strength to fight back now!"

The spectator said with a sneer, and the number of people who followed the heckling gradually increased.

Mu Chen didn't say a word, and in the eyes of the spectators, Mu Chen was embarrassed to speak.

A particularly high voice suddenly came from the crowd: "You can only hide and dare not fight, Li Fusong, you are a fearful of war!" ”

Subsequently, many people in the audience gradually began to shout together: Fearful of war! Fears! Fears!

At this moment, Li Fusong grabbed the gap of the opponent's punch, and the palm of his right hand suddenly exerted force and straightened, and slashed under the armpit of the south wind.

With just a split second, Nan Linfeng fell to the ground, clutching his arms and roaring bitterly.

In an instant, the air seemed to condense, making it difficult for the originally noisy sound to reach everyone's ears.

"In this duel, Li Fusong won."

A crisp voice broke the silence.

The spectators began to shout Li Fusong's name again.

The funny thing is that among the people who are cheering now, many of them are just mocking Li Fusong.

"Li Fusong is amazing, not only is his body great, but he can even hit the key point with one move!" Mu Qing said with emotion.

Hearing this, the face of the spectator behind Mu Chen turned red.

What is infuriating is not the rampant words that were said before being slapped in the face, but the ignorance of others after being slapped in the face.

Make yourself like a clown.

Because of the rules, the man didn't dare to jump up and find trouble with the Mu Chen brothers and sisters, so he could only swallow this breath.