The swords, swords, and shadows are intricate, and the mixed competition is much more interesting.

Mu Qingfeng stood in the ring, looking at the man who was against him, and he was full of emotion for a while.

He was only eighteen years old, but the uncle opposite was more than a hundred years old.

Although this is a normal thing in the cultivation realm, it is not too bullying to treat him, an eighteen-year-old child.

Mu Qingfeng's sword cultivation blue rank, the uncle array mage blue rank opposite, how can they compare!

"Mixed matches, you can use any system spell, you can use it if you don't violate the rules, but until the point ends!"

The chief referee suddenly added, and Mu Qingfeng's sad face suddenly became happy.

What is this, someone will send a pillow if you are sleepy, this uncle will lose today!

"Hehe, in today's game, the winner must be me Mu Qingfeng, uncle, I have conceded!" Mu Qingfeng grinned with bared teeth, he made a fortune now!

The uncle on the other side looked displeased, this little rabbit cub was ashamed, and before the game started, he dared to swear that he would win or lose.

"This rebel of your family is really presumptuous, and he is not afraid that people will beat him with a sack when the time comes!" Yue Xinzhao smiled dumbly, this kid really likes it the more he looks at it, how to steal it!

Why didn't he meet this guy first, with such an apprentice, he has no regrets in his life, it's a pity!

"Cangshuang Sect Mu Qingfeng, against Huatian Sect Baili Cheng, the game begins!"

"Please, old man!"

"Little bunny, please!"

The saber rattling is tense, and the battle is about to start!

In order to avoid attracting people's eyes, Mu Qingfeng still used the streamer sword, and because the streamer sword he used was more familiar, the streamer thirteen swords were only suitable for the streamer sword.

And because the old man on the other side was a formation mage, Mu Qingfeng planned to use the formation to contain it again, so that the probability of winning would increase a lot, and at the same time, he would not be injured.

Using his identity as a Fu Seal Master, he guaranteed that he could kill with one hit.

Of course, at the end of the point, he will also take care of that measure.

"One sword breaks ten thousand formations!" A swordsmanship is used, and in the shortest possible time, with spiritual power as a pen and the void as a rune paper, he quickly draws a rune seal.

There is no idle under the feet, a few jumping points, a beam spirit array is completed, and a hundred miles will be lost!

It's just such a one-handed operation, and the people who pay attention to the game here once shocked their jaws, this is so special, it's amazing!

"Damn, who said that Mu Qingfeng is a waste material, if he is a waste material, you are all idiots!"

"God, this one-handed operation is really on my face, Mu Qingfeng, you are my god!"

"Who said that the whole system is waste wood and straw bales, this special person is obviously a genius of the whole system, and the person who said this is afraid that it is not his own brain that he can say such brainless words!"

"Amitabha, all living beings are equal, why is Lord Mu so amazing, and we are so mediocre and incompetent, so good!"

"Some people are born ordinary, but people work hard the day after tomorrow, and if they don't make a sound, they will be a blockbuster and soar to the sky!"

Mu Qingfeng on the stage didn't know that in today's battle, Mu Qingfeng's reputation became famous, completely reversing the image of waste wood and straw bales in the eyes of the world.

Baili Cheng's speed is not slow, but when his formation is only halfway arranged, Mu Qingfeng's side is all over, which also means that this game is over.

"Thank you for your mercy and advice!"

"Admit it!"

Jumping out of the ring, Mu Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

He won't participate in the next competition, and he won't be allowed to participate in the master, Red Shadow, and Bi Nian.

The edge is not necessarily a good thing, collect the edge, keep the light and obscure, dormant and forbear, only when necessary!

All the way to his master's side, Mu Qingfeng's nervous palms were sweating, compared to the last two sect competitions, this was the first time he worked so hard for the spirit stone.

Luckily, he won!

As long as he can win, other things can be put aside for the time being, and there will be Master, Red Shadow, and Bi Nian to help him finish up.

After that, he just needs to have a good experience, practice, and all kinds of learning.

He's ambitious, he needs to do too much, he doesn't have to focus on this kind of inconsequential game, after all, the battlefield is not like the ring, it will give you the opportunity to point to the end, that's where you really have to fight.

"Master, I won, I didn't disgrace you this time, you don't have to be ridiculed by others anymore." Pulled Suningtian's sleeve and said cautiously.

He didn't listen to Master's words, Master told him not to win, but he needed spirit stones, and he couldn't always count on Master's meager private money or Jing Qimian's relief.

He also knew that the master had borrowed 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones from Master Duheng, and it had been several years since he couldn't get them, so he wanted to do what he could for the master.

Su Ningtian looked at his own rebel, and said that he really couldn't bear to say anything about him, he knew what this kid was thinking, so he let it go at the beginning.

touched Mu Qingfeng's head and looked at it with a loving face, "Master knows your thoughts, you have done a good job, and thank you for thinking about Master and working hard for my cub." ”

Looking at it this way, this scene is very ......

"I'll go, why the hell are you here, you're not outside......"

"Hehe, Master Mu, don't come unharmed, your spirit stone is ready!"

Heh, hehe!

Mu Qing said that he was speechless, and said that a good brother will share blessings and difficulties.

His good brother Jin San, the good brother who was sitting outside the village, how did he become the great elder of Huatianzong in the blink of an eye, what kind of human comedy is this!

"Elder Jin San is polite, they are all their own people, don't be so polite, after all, we are brothers!" The word brother, the bite is extraordinarily heavy, the tone and face are unpleasant, this Jin San actually put him together!

Heh, but he doesn't care, anyway, the spirit stone is in hand, and the rest of the love is what.

"Yes, yes, we are all our own families, and the family doesn't talk to each other, so I'll invite you to drink another day!" Jin San is already five big and three thick, and the reckless look on his face when he smiles is really respectful.

Mu Qingfeng smiled fakely, and then pulled Sun Ningtian's sleeve, signaling that it was time for him, a rebel, to leave, he needed to take a good rest now and count how many spirit stones he had earned.

After all, not only did he not participate in the next competition, but he also had to go out, and the master found him a suitable place to practice, and he wanted to have a good experience.

"Go ahead, have a good rest, wait for the results of the game here, come back for the teacher to discuss the next things with you, remember not to run around!"

whispered a few words, and then motioned for Mu Qingfeng to leave, he, a veritable president, could not leave until the end of the game.

By the way, he asked Jin San to say that he had done something unseemly with his rebels, otherwise his rebels would not be so disrespectful, and he looked at Jin San with disbelief and speechlessness.