"I throw in the towel!"

Wu Zhanyuan's panicked voice echoed throughout the martial arts platform, he knew that if he admitted defeat later, he was afraid that the soul power spear would fall on him, even if he didn't lose his life, I am afraid that it would be difficult to recover without a year and a half.

Mu Feng's pale face also showed a hint of a smile, and the soul power spear instantly fell on the ground in front of Wu Zhanyuan, bursting open, and that kind of soul fluctuation made Wu Zhanyuan's heart tremble violently.

Mu Feng slowly landed on the ground, although his body was already a little unstable on his feet, his eyes were still extremely resolute, looking at the presiding elder who had already left the competition platform.

The elder who presided over the competition, his old face was slightly red, and he also re-entered the competition platform, and announced in a deep voice: "This competition, Mu Fengsheng!"

As the elder's voice fell, countless cheers, like thunder, resounded throughout the square.

Wu Zhanyuan's face was pale, looking at Mu Feng opposite, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything, and let the two new disciples help him down.

In this competition, Wu Zhanyuan also did his best, although he was unwilling in his heart, but he had to admit that Mu Feng's strength was indeed stronger than him, even if he tried again, I am afraid that it would be the same result.

He Xi and Ling Shuang'er jumped on the competition platform at the same time, supporting Mu Feng, who was trembling slightly, Mu Feng also smiled at the two of them, shook his head slightly, and signaled that he didn't need to help him.

"You can still laugh. Ling Shuang'er let go of her hand and looked at Mu Feng, who was covered in blood, with some distress.

"It's a little bit miserable. But it's good to win. Mu Feng just showed a smile on his face, but his body stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Frightened, Ling Shuang'er and He Xi hurriedly supported Mu Feng again.

"Brother Mu is mighty, Brother Mu is mighty!"

More than 1,000 members of the Mushen Society cheered in unison in the audience, and their faces were also filled with joyful smiles.

Mu Feng smiled at them, his eyes looked at Yan Qian in the distance, he also knew that tomorrow's battle was the most important battle.

Yan Qian's gaze was also projected. happened to meet Mu Feng's eyes, although both of them were smiling, but faintly. But there is a kind of sabre-rattling momentum.

Everyone looked at the appearance of the two and knew that tomorrow's final must be a battle of dragons and tigers. Yan Qian entered the finals. It was already expected. However, Mu Feng defeated Wu Zhanyuan and successfully advanced, which surprised everyone.

Although everyone knew that Mu Feng's strength was much stronger than his cultivation, defeating Wu Zhanyuan still surprised everyone. Besides, if you fight hard with Wu Zhanyuan, tomorrow's final will definitely suffer a lot.

With the end of the competition between Mu Feng and Wu Zhanyuan. Great Elder Lin Yan glanced at Mu Feng and didn't say anything. is to leave with Bi Hong, Xiao Qingshan and others.

"Brother Qian, this Mu Feng's injury, I'm afraid it won't heal overnight, look at what else he can fight with you. Yan Xiao gloated.

"Let's go. Yan Qian didn't have any expression on his face, said lightly, and then turned around and left slowly.

Seeing this, Yan Xiao also stopped talking, and the people from Binghemen also followed behind Yan Qian and left the square.

The crowd in the square gradually dispersed, and Mu Feng also returned to the room in the attic where he lived with the help of Ling Shuang'er and He Xi.

After Ling Shuang'er and He Xi exited the room, Mu Feng also sat cross-legged, and after taking two pills, his hands were sealed, and he began to heal.

This kind of healing also lasted for two hours, Mu Feng exhaled lightly, his eyes opened slightly, but the brows on his face were furrowed.

"Your injuries are not light, and if you want to recover overnight with your own words, I'm afraid it's impossible. Qingyu's voice also sounded in Mu Feng's body.

"Hmm, do you have a way?" Mu Feng also heard some clues, and hurriedly asked.

Fighting Wu Zhanyuan, although his injury is not too serious, he is afraid that it will be impossible to recover to his peak state without three or five days. If this is the case, against Yan Qian tomorrow, even if he has a peerless Heavenly Scripture, I am afraid it will be useless, after all, Yan Qian's strength seems to be three points stronger than Wu Zhanyuan.

"Hehe, you forgot, when you fought with Fengchen that day, if it weren't for me, I guess you would have turned into a pile of bones. Qingyu smiled lightly.

As soon as Qingyu's words fell, a gentle white light erupted from the rune in the palm of Mu Feng's right hand, enveloping the latter's body. Bai Mang was extremely gentle, making Mu Feng feel extremely warm and comfortable, and a faint life force spread, and Mu Feng's injuries were quickly recovered.

Feeling the changes in his body, Mu Feng was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly said, "Qingyu, thank you." ”

"It's just a gesture, but even if you recover from your injuries, tomorrow's battle against Yan Qian will be a tough battle, and that Yan Qian, I'm afraid there is still something hidden in his strength. Qingyu said softly.

Mu Feng nodded, he didn't know that tomorrow's final would be more difficult than today's battle against Wu Zhanyuan, but this also aroused his high morale.

"Knock knock!"

At this time, there was a gentle knock at the door, and then Ling Shuang'er's voice entered the room.

"Come in. Mu Feng turned his head, looked at the door, and said.

The door opened, and Ling Shuang'er walked in slowly, holding a bottle of elixir in her hand, and there was a faint worry on her beautiful face.

"Frost, thank you. Mu Feng didn't shirk, took the pill handed by Ling Shuang'er, and said softly. Last time, Ling Shuang'er gave a bottle of such an elixir, and the healing effect was really good.

"Mu Feng, if you can't do it, you can give up tomorrow's competition, and that Yan Qian will definitely take this opportunity to take revenge on you. Ling Shuang'er said softly.

Mu Feng stood up, held Ling Shuang'er's soft and boneless little hand with both hands, and said, "Don't worry, I have my own measure, why have you been avoiding me for the past few days?"

Ling Shuang'er just wanted to break free of her hand, but when she saw Mu Feng's happy eyes, her heart softened, and she let Mu Feng hold her little hand and murmured in a low voice: "Isn't this afraid that it will affect your competition?"

Mu Feng looked at Ling Shuang'er's fair and delicate face, a touch of crimson emerged, this kind of well-behaved appearance, how could he see the eccentricity of weekdays.

Mu Feng couldn't help but lower his head and kissed Ling Shuang'er's ruddy little mouth lightly. Although this was the third time the two had kissed, Ling Shuang'er was still beating fast and her cheeks were crimson, but she didn't mean to refuse.

After a while, Ling Shuang'er still pushed Mu Feng away and said in a panic: "You have a good rest, there is still a big battle tomorrow." ”

Looking at Ling Shuang'er's figure leaving in a hurry, Mu Feng smiled, he also tasted sweetness when he first fell in love. (To be continued......)