"It's strange, the first thirty rows of people here are all imperial teenagers, why do you applaud your own players?" The queen was puzzled.

"This ······" Grey Rose was speechless.

More than forty days ago, Huo Xu challenged the young man of the Royal Martial Arts Mansion, at that time, Mu Sen and Tie Shan led the rhythm, and they were falsified on the spot, and the young man who was watching the battle was naturally resentful, and he definitely would not give up the opportunity to vent his anger with Mu Sen today.

But this old thing really can't be respected by Her Royal Highness the Queen.

With a light in her eyes, Grey Rose made up a thunderous reason: "Your Highness, most of those Yuan Shao are frequent visitors to this museum, and their eyes are quite picky, perhaps, in their opinion, Mu Sen is more ······ Hilarious. ”

Squinting at Mu Sen's side face, the queen shook her head slowly, "If you don't look handsome, you won't be welcomed?" Ho, it's a fight! ”

The boos in the low seat area continued, and in order to cover up this embarrassing scene, the host hurried to the backstage and whispered to Nangong Cuo.

A moment after Nangong Cuo left, but the drums turned urgent, the neon lights around the arena were lit up, and the pavilion lit up a cool light show.

Ignoring the disdainful gazes cast by the young audience in the audience, Mu Sen followed Ren Keke on the stage, all the way lightly, as if he had lost his sense of victory and defeat, and forgot the cruelty of the competition.

Ren Keke stopped and looked back, tilted his head and smiled at Mu Sen, smiling innocently, "Coco is young, not good at fighting, little brother looks so violent, don't bully others when the time comes." ”

"Hahaha······" Mu Sen laughed, "Little sister, don't be afraid, the fight won't last long, it will end soon, it's just fun, don't take it too seriously, ha." ”

In Mu Sen's memory, in addition to retaining the terrible competition experience of losing to Huo Xu, there is also a proud record of winning five girls one after another.

Mu Mori believes that he is especially good at teaching tsundere girls of his level.

In the box, Hulan Xuechan frowned, "The deity can detect that the energy in the body of that Beihai girl has obviously been suppressed by the medicinal power, although it is only a ninth-level yuan, but its true strength is comparable to that of a second-stage yuanshi, our first cannon······ Does it sound? ”

Grey Rose quickly considered her words, bent down and whispered: "Your Highness, Mu Sen has just been promoted to the ninth level Yuan Shao in the autumn examination, and it was only more than forty days before today's battle, so in such a short period of time, it is really difficult for a miracle to happen."

The use of extraordinary means is not considered, and according to the conventional method, the Mu clan could not make Mu Sen become a Yuanshi in one fell swoop, so ······ The gap in the core strength of the two sides is obvious, and His Highness does not need to expect too much from him. ”

Hearing this, the queen slowly exhaled, and there was not much turmoil in her heart.

She believed that if she selected three of the best school-age teenagers from all over the empire to form a luxury fighting team, she would be sure enough to defeat the North Sea Fighting Team.

Even if only three people are selected to play against Beihai Youth, they can still provide a wonderful competition for the audience.

However, she had to put a political stamp on the rivalry, secretly dwarfing the status of the Beihai State, and not giving it any chance to maintain its status parity with the Xi and Empire.

At this moment, the first contestant between the two sides took the stage, and the balance of strength was significantly unbalanced, which is the price that must be borne by dwarfing the opponent.

In the queen's opinion, the Yuan Shaoyuan of the Five Clans Alliance can afford to lose, and if it is replaced by the Yuan Shaoyuan of the Royal Martial Arts Mansion, it will still lose, and it will lose the face of the royal family······

In the box on the left, Princess Mei Xin instructed the attendants: "Go, bet 50,000 silver coins, and bet on Ren Coco to win." ”

She looked at the queen with deep meaning, and said with a smile: "Little gambling pleasure, doesn't Your Highness want to have fun?" ”

After a moment of silence, Hulan Xuechan said with a smile and a little coldness: "The deity ······ There is no such hobby. ”

Downstairs, the royal family and the official powerhouses wanted to show their posture in front of the queen and make their positions clear, so they left their seats one after another to make bets, and they behaved exaggeratedly, and they had the tendency to generously support the imperial boy Mu Sen.

Tie Long also went to bet, deliberately went around to the front of Muhua Seat, and said sarcastically: "That Beihai girl is not bad, but Tie is still willing to take out a thousand silver coins to gamble on Ling Lang to win, hehe, I hope Ling Lang's performance is not on the spot····· Madness Somasa. ”

Mu Hua tilted his head and looked at Tie Long coldly, and the corner of his eye touched the three boxes upstairs, he could hold back his anger, and said lightly: "How ······ Thank! ”

The royal family and the official strong collectively led the rhythm, and the adult gamblers who were squeezed into the corners were dumbfounded, a few were undecided, and most people followed the crowd in a daze, followed the strong to place bets, and bet on Mu Sen's side.

The statistical results show that the total bet amount of this competition is less than 700,000 silver coins, which is the lowest record for a single game since the opening of the Nangong Youth Fighting Hall.

Under the huge Yuanjing screen on the sidelines, Nangong Cuo pinched the statistics card and smiled bitterly.

On the competition platform, the official robe host ignored the boos and white eyes of thousands of teenagers in the field, trotted to the center of the competition platform with vigor, and said loudly: "The first competition - Ren Keke vs. Mu Sen, now ······ Begin! ”

When the order was given, Ren Keke still stood with a smile, Mu Sen laughed a few times, and then his body burst up, waving his hand like lightning.

"Traces of the Gods!"

Mu Sen opened his arms, his body was like a bird hovering in the air, his palms were flexed and extended, and the cyan light between his palms expanded rapidly, and the streamer was like a cloud of light, and he pressed condescendingly towards a shallow smile, as if Ren Keke was unaware of the danger.

Oh!

In the box, similar to Grey Rose's reaction, Hulan Xuechan's eyes lit up.

It was not difficult for her to see that the level of skill displayed by Mu Sen was so high that it was suitable for the two orders of Yuanzai and Yuanjue!

Including the Beiming Sect and the Nanxuan Sect, among the treasury of the various sects in Luofei City, the techniques suitable for Yuan Zai are extremely rare, and most of the high-level techniques of the sects are actually vacant.

But in the weakened Five Clans Alliance, the little-known Mu Clan has such treasures, which is really impressive.

And the Mu clan gave such a rare technique to a little Yuan Shao for a young competition with a low level of intensity, which is simply a boundless local tyrant's style!

Catching a glimpse of the envious eyes around him, Mu Hua couldn't help grinning, his mood was no longer depressed, and even a dream light suddenly flashed in his mind, as if he was given the pupil of the sky in an instant, and saw Mu Sen's bright future like a galaxy and the great future of Mu Clan's return to glory.

If you have a dream, you should be intoxicated, Mu Hua doesn't have to worry about the dream being shattered, because even if his son loses the battle in the end, as long as he shows the mysterious purpose of "Shen Cong Luan's trace", so that the strong people in the audience can look at it a few times, it is also a fortunate thing for the Mu family's long face, although Mu Sen is defeated, he is still glorious.

"Boom!"

The palms struck forward quickly, and the Yuanli shock wave rolled up the storm, and the flickering light and shadow reflected Mu Sen's falling figure and his eyebrows fluttering.

The cyan light and shadow are like flowing musical notes, which are cut by some mysterious force and scattered into thousands of threads, forming an angry streamer "silk net" that covers Ren Coco's body.

No matter how she dodges, she can't get rid of the "silk net" entanglement, and it seems that it is too late to resist.

Mu Sen took the lead, and with the blessing of "Shen Cong Luan", he only needed to hit it with both palms, and what was waiting for Ren Keke was an irreversible defeat.

Mu Sen's eyes were shining as he fell, and his palms quickly pressed towards the top of Ren Keke's head.

He was only a tenth of a second away from his quick victory.

Although there is an obvious gap in the comparison of the strength of the two sides on paper, most of the strong people off the field are expected, Ren Keke lacks actual combat experience, reacts slowly on the spot, and is impossible to reverse the defeat, but it is cheaper to have Mu Sen, who has mediocre talent and relies on the blessing of high-level techniques.

Nangong Zheng, who was standing in the dark watching the battle, pouted and said, "Mu Sen can't win." ”

The voice did not fall, but seeing the sudden change in the style of painting on the stage, a petite figure broke through the "silk net" and rose high.

"Starbreaker!"

Ren Keke smiled, his starry eyes were like lightning, his flying body was like a falcon fighting in the sky, and his hands wrapped in cyan light were clenched into claws, and he slammed into Mu Sen's eyes fiercely.

"Boom! Rumble! Boom ······"

The nine consecutive blows in a moment made Mu Sen scramble, the cyan light cluster in his palm trembled sharply, and the Yuan Force barrier in front of him quickly collapsed.

"Goo-whoa!" Just when Mu Sen was struggling, a loud falcon roared throughout the audience, as if it would pierce the roof of the hall and break through the clouds.

"Starbreaker!"

Ren Keke's body fell rapidly, floating close to the ground, his eyes locked on Mu Sen's lower abdomen, and the light in his palm was like a phantom, and the color of the light suddenly changed from cyan to beige.

"She's a Yuanshi?!"

Fear suddenly hit his heart, the corners of Mu Sen's mouth trembled, and he subconsciously reached out to cover his crotch, and his pupils and heart contracted synchronously.

"Boom!"

The beige streamer pierced through the Yuan Force barrier, and the shock wave of the storm lifted Mu Sen's body and flew out of the arena.

Nangong Zheng swung out a blue horse in the air, supported Mu Sen, and let him slowly fall to the ground.

Mu Sen's face was as pale as paper, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his head and upper limbs drooped down, and the crotch of his coffee-colored robe was actually wet.

"What is this?"

The officials and the royal powerhouses on the field were all dumbfounded, witnessing Mu Sen's extremely embarrassing tragic situation, and then recalling the passionate performance when he supported him before, everyone had a word on their faces - embarrassment.

What a wonderful irony!

"Pee, hahaha······ This cowardly deserves to be there today! ”

The boys and girls in the low seat area laughed loudly, and it was not until they realized that the faces of the strong people in the field were ugly, and they were still quiet.

"Hey, hey, hey······ Talent! ”

Tie Long's taunt poured into Mu Hua's ears, and the latter's old face turned red, and he turned his head to catch a glimpse of the reassuring eyes cast by Gu Lin Mangyu upstairs, and immediately made a big sigh in his heart, and let out a cold snort at Tie Long from afar.

"How so?" Grey Rose couldn't bear to look directly at Mu Sen's embarrassment, and couldn't find any reason to explain it to the queen, so she had to be embarrassed and not turn her head.

"Giggle······ Princess Meixin smiled and said: "Bet as you like, more than 600,000 silver coins can be easily obtained, this is completely picking up money."

Well, the Nangong Youth Arena is a blessed place for Mei Xin, and if she goes on like this, Mei Xin can pick up money softly. ”

The sarcasm was in her ears, piercing the tip of her heart like a needle, no matter how self-contained Queen Ren was, she couldn't pretend to be okay in the face of such an unbearable shameful scene.

"Let's see who can laugh at the end!" Hulan Xuechan, who had lost her smile, had a negative airway, but she tried her best to control her emotions and not let a trace of anger climb up the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.