Mu Qingyun's tone was very relaxed, with a smile on his face, and the others couldn't help but laugh along.

The crisp laughter lingered in mid-air.

The participants couldn't help but look sideways.

On the martial arts field, Mu Luosheng's sword momentum was sluggish.

When practicing swords, he has always been able to easily achieve the goal of forgetting both things and self.

Every time he picked up a sword in his hand, he only had the sword in his eyes, and his enemies.

But today, Mu Qingyun's words drilled into his ears word by word.

He couldn't control it if he wanted to listen or not, and after a while, his swordsmanship went out of shape.

The sword momentum was stunned, Mu Luosheng frowned, and finally withdrew his hand.

It doesn't make much sense to practice any longer.

Mu Luosheng put his heavy sword behind his back, and turned around to look at the person standing on the edge of the martial arts arena, judging his swordsmanship as if no one was around.

After a few fixed glances, Mu Luosheng stood up straight and bowed slightly.

The rules of their three island countries are also the rules of their wooden sword gate, and they always have to be a little more polite when dealing with those worthy of value and excellent opponents.

After the salute, Mu Luosheng walked slowly out of the martial arts arena, and the sense of oppression was still very strong, but these young masters of the Ming Kingdom felt that the sky was cloudy, the sun was shining, and their mood was agitated.

What's so scary!

No matter how powerful Mu Luosheng is, he is also a mortal in the flesh, even if he can't beat it, he will play the style of Mingguo when he goes to the field!

Chen Yi sneered: "My mother has lost since she was a child, and she has practiced martial arts to this day, will she still be afraid of losing?"

"Whew."

In the stands, the old men of the competition committee looked at each other and sighed.

"Chen Yi is Xiao Zhuo's disciple? Then this is a newcomer to the Cloud City Martial Arts Gym?"

"Huh? Where to choose the good seedlings to send, not to our Zhaocheng, but to Xiao Zhuo's hands."

"I think we have to find out if this is a little rabbit cub who ate inside and outside and took the ...... What are the benefits of Zhuo Boy?"

In terms of scale, the martial arts hall in Zhaocheng is more than ten times larger than the Yuncheng martial arts hall.

There are also many teachings and learnings, and the reputation is higher, and the surrounding small counties and villages are small, but if there is a good seedling, the first choice must be Zhaocheng.

Only those who can't look down on Zhaocheng will have no choice but to choose the Cloud City Martial Arts Hall.

The farce ended, and the whole martial arts arena seemed to be harmonious again.

The group finished the morning exercise seriously, and then dispersed in a hurry and went back to wash and bathe and eat breakfast.

Mu Qingyun likes the breakfast in the hotel.

Large pieces of beef and mutton, chicken, duck and fish, the ingredients are good enough, the cooking is authentic, and the taste is not bad.

used to eat at school and take a little more, and Wang Mengmeng and other classmates were worried that she would have a bad stomach.

At this time, she directly took a big pot, filled a large pot of rice solidly, and happily dismantled a large leg of mutton to eat a fine light, left and right senior brothers and sisters, and other martial arts colleagues, and only smiled and praised her for her internal strength, which must have improved a lot.

After dinner, the opening ceremony officially began.

Chen Yi helped Mu Qingyun put on a dress, put on a pearl bracelet, looked at it carefully, tied her with two balls, and tied two tassels with colored ropes.

The little girl has red lips and white teeth, and her skin is moist, although there is no pearl and green, she is still a combination of heaven and earth.

It's so cute and lovely, and it makes people happy when they see it.

Everyone moved to the large conference room of the hotel and sat down, and gave a lecture as usual.

In the huge conference room, the martial artists looked solemn, and only the old-timers on the stage preached the spirit of martial arts word by word.

"All those who practice martial arts should practice diligently, practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies, and strengthen their country and species."

"Those of my generation should fight against the heavens, against the earth, against the sins of the world, and always go forward, and never cease."

"When you make a big vow, the demons are in trouble, we will eliminate the demons, the heavens will kill me, and we will go against the sky!"

"We believe that the catastrophe will end one day, and the heavens will not end it, us

Humans do it themselves!"

「……」

Mu Qingyun sat upright in his chair, and there was a trace of heat surging in his chest.

She couldn't tell what it was like, it seemed to sigh, it seemed to be proud, and it seemed that the tip of her nose was slightly sour.

Supposedly, in her time, the catastrophe was a thing of the past.

The old guys of the older generation may also tell some stories about the time of the Great Tribulation, which scared the little dolls to squeak.

In their generation, even when they watch TV, they don't like to watch movies during the catastrophe.

But there is no way, this belongs to the main theme, and the state stipulates that several films should be released every year.

Mu Qingyun has always believed that she will never have to deal with disasters.

At this moment, she pressed her hands on her chest, but she suddenly wanted to know what kind of person she was in her previous life in her first script.

Is the emotion she can't suppress now left to her in her previous life?

So, did the other party really just see that she was living too miserably, so he gave her these?

Mu Qingyun couldn't help but smile.

The opening ceremony soon came to the last item, announcing the rules of the competition.

In this year's Anbangding National Competition, there are 420 contestants, and the rules of the competition are not as varied as in previous years, simple and rude.

It is to draw lots to determine the opponent, catch and fight in pairs, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated.

Soon it was time to draw lots, and Chen Yi muttered quietly: "Don't kill each other, don't kill each other!"

After chattering for a long time, she saw Sun Feifei go over to draw lots, and she suddenly lost her mind.

"I forgot, she signed up."

Chen Yi sighed and began to read again, "Annoying, Qingqing don't meet Sun Feifei, let Sun Feifei bump into Si Le, Mu Luosheng, and Situ Qingshuang."

Mu Qingyun: "......"

Then the competition committee operated in a black box and arranged a light master for Mu Luosheng.

is a vulgar monk, his nickname is quite cheesy, and he is called someone who crosses the river with a reed.

She could almost guess the calculation of the competition committee, and sent a light master to walk him first.

Then arrange a good master of hidden weapons to walk him.

After all his spirit and energy were consumed, he sent his own masters to reap the fruits.

Mu Qingyun looked forward to the competition committee preparing more thoroughly, don't make a mistake, silently go up to draw his own lottery, and take a look, okay, the opponent in the first round Sun Feifei.

Chen Yi suddenly became serious: "Why don't we go and give her the next croton?"

Mu Qingyun hurriedly pulled Chen Yi's sleeve.

"I didn't bring croton."

At this time, Sun Feifei was separated by half of the martial arts arena, staring at this side with a faint gaze.

She even felt that she could see a little madness in the other party's eyes.

Mu Qingyun stretched his waist and said with a smile, "Going to lunch?"

Chen Yi thought about it, as if having lunch was more important than burying Sun Feifei.

And these two activities can be done together.

"Sun Feifei has a bad temperament, but her martial arts are really good, and she is also ruthless, she used to borrow our martial arts hall, and everyone treated her as their own at first, but she fought with her senior brothers and sisters, and even dared to prick her eyes."

Until this moment, Sun Feifei's gaze was still on Mu Qingyun's back.

"This man is like an unscrupulous child, who knows nothing of what is important."

Mu Qingyun: "I can see it."

Chen Yi's face was heavy, "I think it's better to abstain, face is important, and body is more important."

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