Mu Yu stood in the ring, looking at the ability to be on the other side. Nengcai was triumphant because he had behaved in front of Xiaohu, if nothing else, Xiaohu was likely to be another Qingsong Daoist in the future cultivation realm, if he could have a relationship with Xiaohu at this time, and the price he paid was just to humiliate the disciples of the Falling Dust Sect, who would not let go of this kind of errand.

"Boy, you're lucky, I don't have any intention of breaking your limbs, it's a pity that I have to worry about hurting you. But I don't think it's too much to slap you a few times, right?"

Nengcaiquan himself is the cultivation of the foundation of the Triple Heaven, for Mu Yu's breath in the Qi training period, he thinks it's ridiculous when he thinks about it, and the disciples in the Qi training period also come to participate in the competition?

Because this ring was participated in by the Falling Dust Sect, there were basically no onlookers. After all, everyone is here to see the strength of the opponent, not to watch the one-sided game. This kind of game that can be won without a shot doesn't make much sense to watch.

"Left or right?" asked Mu Yu.

"What?" Neng Caiquan thought Mu Yu was stupid enough to ask such a strange question, and he laughed: "Of course we came together!"

"I found that your left and right faces are asymmetrical, your left face is bigger than your right face, I think I still hit your right cheek, and the right side of your face is swollen and symmetrical. Mu Yu said.

"Okay, backbone!" Nengcai didn't expect Mu Yu to speak to him like this, which made him angry, "It seems that you need to slap a few more times to let you know that waste is waste after all, I really don't know how a genius like Xiaohu could have a grudge against a waste like you." ”

Nengcai didn't use his magic weapon, he didn't think that he had the need to use his magic weapon, if he couldn't deal with a cultivator in the Qi cultivation period empty-handed, it would be ridiculous! Nengcai all rose up and bullied Mu Yu, and at the same time, his right hand was raised high and hit Mu Yu's face.

It's too simple, this is obviously a one-sided abuse!

Neng Cai was confident that he had the cultivation of the foundation of the Triple Heaven, and he didn't take Mu Yu in the Qi training period in his eyes. In his opinion, his speed was probably a fast phantom in Mu Yu's eyes, and it was impossible for the other party to see his movements clearly, let alone dodge his own slap. He saw that Mu Yu didn't move, and thought to himself, isn't this kid scared stupid?

He could already imagine Mu Yu being slapped by himself, and he even withdrew a little force, so as not to knock Mu Yu out of the field too hard, and it would be too boring to end the competition early. He was still thinking about how he was going to humiliate Mu Yu, how about slapping him a few times and smashing this kid's teeth?

His hand didn't go down, as if someone had firmly clamped his arm.

Neng Cai was stunned, and found that he couldn't pull the slap anymore, he turned his head to see, Mu Yu didn't know when his hand had grabbed his wrist and arm, he was shocked, but there was a sudden crisp sound on his face, followed by a hot pain, he didn't understand that his right face was already swollen, and he vaguely felt that there seemed to be some hard particles in his mouth.

"Smack!"

There was another clear sound, and Neng Caiquan finally spit out the foreign object in his mouth, accompanied by a mouthful of blood, mixed with a few teeth. He didn't appreciate his teeth, because his chest was stuffy, and the whole person had already flown out and fell under the ring.

"Dust Pie, win!"

Mu Yu didn't even look at Nengcai, and walked directly out of the ring and left. No one paid attention to this ring, and even if they could all fall down and cause a muffled noise, it would only make everyone ignore it after a little glance. After all, this is a competition, and the condition for winning is that you need to knock people out of the ring, which is all too common.

In a competition, one of them must be knocked out of the ring, and everyone thinks that the one under the ring is just a disciple of the Falling Dust Sect.

"Your left and right sides of your face should be symmetrical. Mu Yu said softly as he walked past Nengcaiquan.

"Li, no one is allowed in Li?" Nengcai had several teeth knocked out, and his mouth was windy, and he got up with slurred speech, looking at Mu Yu in disbelief.

"I don't understand what you're saying. Mu Yu shrugged his shoulders and walked back. There was a referee next to him, but the referees were all cultivators of the Jindan period, although Neng Caiquan was extremely resentful, and really wanted to attack from behind, but he finally held back.

Mu Yu knew what he was going to say, and he wanted to say, "You are not in the Qi training period", originally he never said that he was a cultivator in the Qi training period, but because of the dust method, he could restrain his breath, so in the eyes of everyone, Mu Yu was a rookie in the Qi training period.

These people look down on Mu Yu and are careless, which also saves Mu Yu a lot of trouble, otherwise it is not so simple for him to win the ability, at least two moves.

In five consecutive competitions, Mu Yu's opponents were all building one or two heavens, and the other party saw that he was a disciple of the Luochen Sect, or a teenager in the Qi training period, so he didn't pay attention to it at all, and sent a disciple with low strength to play, and a disciple with high strength had to recuperate and use it to deal with other powerful sects.

No matter how seriously a disciple took this competition, as soon as he heard about the Falling Dust Sect and the Qi Cultivation Period, most of his vigilance in his heart was gone, so when Mu Yu won five competitions in a row, he still didn't get the attention of other sects, which was very rare.

Unless it's a green pine faction.

The sixth match was between the Falling Dust Faction and the Green Pine Faction. In the competition of the Qingsong Sect, almost all the disciples of other sects watched the battle, because the Qingsong Sect was a giant in the cultivation realm, and the shots of each of their disciples were commendable in the eyes of the disciples of other sects, and they were worth learning.

In the past, the Green Pine faction maintained a winning streak every year and was indisputably the number one, so everyone watched every game just to find out how to beat their weaknesses.

Mu Yu stood in the ring, and unexpectedly, the Qingsong Sect sent the little tiger with the lowest cultivation, maybe it was because of the little tiger, maybe it was because of the Falling Dust Sect, so the two unequal sect disciples stood in the ring, and the audience showed a one-sided trend.

"Let's go down! Really, is it funny that the Falling Dust Sect sent a disciple of the Qi cultivation period?"

"He may have come to see Xiaohu's honor, fought with Xiaohu, and went back to have the capital to brag. ”

It is rare for Mu Yu's competition to have so many audiences, and these audiences are all making noise. Xiaohu played three times today, amazed the Quartet, and defeated the disciples of other sects who were higher than him with the cultivation of the foundation of a heavy heaven, his talent made people sigh and make people jealous, but no one dared to say that he was not, after all, he was said to be the most likely to surpass the descendants of Qingsong Daoren.

"I bet this kid won't last five breaths. ”

"Five breaths? You're exalting him too much, aren't you? If I can get rid of him in one breath!"

"He's not going to just kneel down and beg for mercy, is he?"

"Don't say it, this dusty boy is not simple, I watched him compete in a game, and he won. ”

"Come on, are you a navy invited by the Falling Dust Faction?"

Not everyone hasn't watched Mu Yu's competition, but some people still paid attention to it, not to mention those sects that were defeated by Mu Yu. In this case, none of the sects would say the fact that they had lost to the Falling Dust Sect, which was a very humiliating thing, and the people who spoke were all disciples who had not yet fought against the Falling Dust Sect, and these disciples naturally did not believe the nonsense that the Falling Dust Sect had won the competition.

Will the rookie in the Qi training period of the Dust Sect win? No kidding!

"Two years ago you talked about the future, so today I will tell you what the future is. "Xiaohu's Cangsong Sword floated beside him, and he only cultivated to build the foundation of the first heavy heaven, but relying on this sword, many people who cultivated to build the foundation of the fifth heaven were not his opponents, so he relied on this sword very much.

"Oh, tell me about it. Mu Yu looked at Xiaohu quietly, just like the previous five matches, the opponent always had to express his contempt before the fight, and it seemed that if he didn't laugh at the dusty faction, the competition would lose its meaning.

"A gray disciple is a gray disciple after all, even if you enter a waste sect, under the teaching of a waste master, you, a waste, will always be a gray disciple!"

Mu Yu was unmoved: "Is that all? These words have been told to me by many sect senior brothers just now, and I still expect you to say some constructive words." ”

The other sects were laughing at his origin, and then he was severely taught a lesson, knowing what a slap in the face was. Xiaohu only relied on the Cangsong sword, and without that sword, he was nothing. Xiaohu found that Mu Yu was not as annoyed and angry as he imagined, but seemed so calm, which made him very unhappy.

"Do you remember looking for a deacon, right? I don't know why I get upset every time I go to the academy to see him, because he always protects you gray disciples, but he forgot that he is a gray disciple, and I don't want to see him, so I took him to the Demon Beast Forest and left him in the territory of the second-order demon beast, making him a meal for the demon beast. I don't like gray disciples, and I don't like people who protect gray disciples, I think the academy should be run by someone who really understands the difference between master and servant. ”

Xiaohu's face showed a trace of cruelty, this kind of viciousness should not have appeared in a fourteen-year-old boy, but Xiaohu was held like a star and moon, he thought that there was no need to live for people who did not meet his heart, his heart rose to the sky because of his own talent, in his eyes, the master of the cultivation world is a disciple with good talent.

The deacon is dead!

Mu Yu's brain was a little blank. Deacon Xun is in charge of the gray disciples who have no sects in the school, and he is also a gray disciple himself. Mu Yu still remembers that when he was humiliated by Xiaohu, it was Deacon Xun who stood up to protect their gray disciples, and it was Deacon Xun who told Xiaohu that before the age of sixteen, none of the gray disciples were servants of the school.

At that time, Deacon Xun already knew that Xiaohu's future was limitless, and he could choose to let Mu Yu be insulted by Xiaohu, or directly slap Xiaohu and force Mu Yu to apologize to Xiaohu, but he didn't. He has been a gray disciple all his life, he has been a subordinate for a lifetime, and he has been looked down upon by countless cultivators, and it is precisely because of this that he has pity for the gray disciple, and it is precisely because of this that he feels the need to defend the gray disciple.

It's just that he didn't expect that Geng Zhi, who was looking for a deacon, was hated by a so-called genius disciple, and under the coercion of the order, he entered the territory of the second-order demon beast with the cultivation of the qi training period, and there was no possibility of survival. The gray disciple chose to stay in the academy at the cost of being a servant, hoping to gain the favor of the elders of other sects, to join a certain sect, and truly become a member of the cultivation realm. But looking for a deacon spent his whole life in exchange for such an end.

"You killed the deacon. ”

Mu Yu's voice trembled a little, the last time he took Tian Ran to the academy to look for someone, he still wanted to find Deacon Xun, but at that time, someone told him to find Deacon Xun to go out on a mission, and he didn't see Deacon Xun.

Mu Yu still remembered what he said to Deacon Xun, if Mu Yu succeeded in cultivating one day, then he would come back and take Deacon Xun away. Not for anything else, just to find the deacon to stand up when the gray disciple needs comfort the most, just to let the deacon find break free from the clutches of the school!

"If there is really such a day, if you can really leave here, then the old man will be willing to become your servant, and it is better to be called by you alone than by so many people!"

It was the words of the deacon, who stubbornly chose to stay when he was young, but when he was old, he thought about escaping from the school all the time. Mu Yu originally thought that he would go to Deacon Xun when he entered the Jindan period, and at that time, he could let Deacon Xun leave the school as his servant, and then let Deacon Xun go incognito and live the life he wanted.

It's just that it's all late, and Deacon Xun can't wait for the moment when Mu Yu steps into the Jindan period.

"A disobedient servant cannot stay in the school. ”

Xiaohu found out that what he had done affected Mu Yu, and he shouted happily in his heart. He looks down on the gray disciples, looks down on the subordinates of the academy, and like all cultivators, he looks down on the people who do things for the academy, no one will be willing to take the gray disciples of the academy out of the sea of suffering, no one will waste that time, in the eyes of everyone, the gray disciples are servants for the cultivators!

"I see. ”

Mu Yu's heart became surprisingly calm, there was a gray air flow in his eyes, and the gray air flow always affected his mind, but today, he did not lose himself, he thought about looking for the deacon, and suddenly felt a sadness.

Deacon Xun said that if you choose to stay in the school, you will be a servant of the school for the rest of your life, and there are two ways to leave, one is to be taken away by the elders of a certain sect, and the other is to die.

Deacon Xun left the school as he wished, and he was forced to choose the last option.