After sleeping until noon, Mu Zifeng stretched his waist.

Walked out of Xiang Lingya's room and knocked on the door.

"Senior sister, take me to the martial arts arena. ”

There was no movement, and Mu Zifeng shouted: "Senior sister." ”

"Early in the morning, what is the noise, here it is. ”

Mu Zifeng glanced up at the sun, early in the morning?

Ling Ya rubbed her eyes and walked out, seeing that it was Mu Zifeng.

"Senior brother, where have you been these days? I haven't seen you all the time, and I thought you were assassinated, if it weren't for my father saying that you were okay, I would have been worried about you. ”

Mu Zifeng said apologetically: "I went to practice the exercises, I forgot to tell you, I am worried about Senior Sister, but now let's go to the martial arts arena first." ”

Ling Ya glanced at him, nodded and said, "I almost forgot, you are going to compete in martial arts today, teach him a good lesson, and let those disciples who look down on you be surprised." ”

Mu Zifeng smiled dumbly, and thought: It is estimated that among the disciples of the entire sect, only you think I will win.

The two set off towards the arena.

At this time, the competition field was full of abuse.

"Damn, this surnamed Mu, whether he is here or not, Lao Tzu has been waiting here all morning, delaying Lao Tzu's cultivation time. ”

"Hmph, this kind of waste, how dare you come, I'm afraid I was pretending to be that day, and now I guess I'm hiding in that yard and shivering. ”

"Haha, I heard that he was given half a month that day, and he said seven days, but he didn't see him today, and he thought it was also a crazy person. ”

......

Everyone laughed and cursed all kinds of shame, but no one left, and they still thought in their hearts that the boy who didn't know the height of the sky would come.

"Don't say it, you see they're coming. ”

Mu Zifeng and Ling Ya came from a distance, the clouds were light and the wind was light, as if it was just a simple competition.

The crowd was boiling.

A fat man said: "I heard that Senior Sister Ling Ya has a close relationship with him on weekdays, but I still don't believe it, but today my dream has shattered." ”

"It's a fart, there is Senior Brother Ziyuan, who dares to provoke Senior Sister Ling Ya in the main peak. ”

"Well, that's right. But why could this kid be near her? ”

"What do you do with him, the person who will be cut off in a moment. ”

"Ahaha, so I'm relieved. ”

......

Mu Zifeng was a little speechless in his heart for these people, and he didn't want to pay attention to them, so he jumped on the competition platform one by one.

Jiang Yifan opened his eyes.

"You're here. ”

Mu Zifeng nodded.

"Let's get started. ”

Jiang Yifan looked at Mu Zifeng with a cautious expression, and he pulled out the heavy sword behind him.

"Senior Brother Jiang is really making a big fuss, and he draws his sword against him. ”

"Do you think Senior Brother Jiang is you, he respects his opponent every time he competes, I guess he can't resist a move. ”

"Haha, you think too much, I think he can't even block Senior Brother Jiang's random sword. ”

Ling Ya listened to the conversation of these people, and snorted coldly in her heart: "After a while, your Senior Brother Jiang will lose, I think you can still speak disrespectful words like this?"

Mu Zifeng on the stage looked at him, very cautious in his heart, this is the strongest peer he has ever met, like a sharp sword.

Mu Zifeng took out the long sword in the storage ring and confronted him.

Waiting for him to make a move.

A wisp of wind blew Mu Zifeng's long hair, covering his eyes.

Seeing this opportunity, Jiang Yifan hurriedly approached Mu Zifeng, his speed was extremely fast, he raised his sword and slashed down, Mu Zifeng resisted with a horizontal sword, took a few steps back, and his arm was numb from the shock.

With so much strength, Jiang Yifan took advantage of the situation to pursue, his sword moves were sharp, and Mu Zifeng retreated again and again to dodge, unable to fight back. But there was no panic in his heart, waiting for an opportunity.

"Seeing him running around like a dog, Senior Brother Jiang's swordsmanship hasn't been used yet, and he's already like this. ”

"Yes, how late is it to drag on with his face like this, doesn't he know that he will die early and be born sooner?"

Some people seized the opportunity to mock again, and the audience burst into laughter.

But some people can see that Jiang Yifan doesn't have much advantage, his combo didn't make Mu Zifeng panic, nor did he get hurt at all, if he keeps doing this, he will be exhausted.

Jiang Yifan was depressed in his heart, he could resist such a heavy sword again and again, and his body was so flexible, he couldn't go on like this.

A sword was blocked, and Jiang Yifan retreated with strength, ready to use swordsmanship.

"I'll see what else you're doing this time. ”

'Swordfall'

Slowly floating up a distance, the sword qi smashed towards Mu Zifeng like a meteorite, the number was extremely large, if he didn't learn the catkins to move, Mu Zifeng could only use his body to resist, and he couldn't dodge.

The woman in the audience smiled and said: "This time, Senior Brother Jiang used swordsmanship, and it was directly a high-level swordsmanship, I am afraid that this competition is about to end, and the next thing is the promise, which is really exciting." ”

Someone responded: "Yes, Senior Brother Jiang's move was once tied with Zhang Ziyuan, if he wasn't a disciple of the sect master, he could learn the willow catkins and drift steps, it is estimated that he would be defeated directly, but unfortunately Senior Brother Jiang was defeated that time." ”

Mu Zifeng chuckled, the opportunity has come, now he is a live target, and it is his turn.

The catkins floated out, and the figure avoided the meteorite-like sword qi like catkins, and gradually approached Jiang Yifan, and the phantom ten swords came out.

The white light of the sword body emitted, and ten phantoms came out, and Mu Zifeng stabbed at Jiang Yifan, unable to distinguish which one was a real attack.

The people in the audience watched them fight back and forth, the winner was indistinguishable, they were all silent, and they watched carefully, they knew that they had underestimated this young boy, and underestimated this teenager who was more than ten years younger than them.

A white-clothed disciple said disdainfully: "He actually learned the willow catkins fluttering step and the phantom ten swords, he has only been apprenticed for a few days, and he definitely doesn't have much attainment, and Jiang Yifan has already learned the lesson of the last time, he is still bound to lose." ”

This was one of the several white-clothed disciples that Ling Ya had scolded.

Jiang Yifan saw Mu Zifeng approaching and used his sword move, and snorted coldly: "Sure enough, as I expected, you will float." ”

Looking at the ten sword lights that were difficult to distinguish between true and false, Jiang Yifan stood the sword in front of him and sneered: "It's good to come." ”

'Sword Light Feather'

A light curtain appeared to envelop Jiang Yifan, constantly shooting out sword feathers, the nine phantoms were shattered, Jiang Yifan put away the light curtain and raised his sword to attack.

The 'Heartbreaker' confronts him head-on and fears no one.

Mu Zifeng frowned, sure enough, he has a lot of swordsmanship, I think it was because he fought with the person who had the ten swords of the phantom that Liu Fu Piao, so he calmly cracked my attack.

Mu Zifeng couldn't resist him, and the catkins changed positions again, and they were already behind him.

The woman shouted, "Senior Brother Jiang, be careful. ”

Jiang Yifan was surprised, he was actually small, and it was difficult to reverse the sword move, but if he put away the sword move, he would be counterattacked, and he would definitely be defeated. He could only bet that Mu Zifeng couldn't break his sword curtain protection, and he could only hit the sword on the ground, he still underestimated Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng smiled evilly, it turned out that he didn't know that Liu Fu Piao could change positions.

The Ten Swords of Phantom were unleashed behind his back again.

A sword went down, and the sword curtain shattered.

Jiang Yifan's sword move also landed, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and Mu Zifeng appeared and fell aside.

Wait for the smoke to clear.

Jiang Yifan knelt on one knee with his sword, panting, his spiritual power was about to be exhausted, and there was a faint blood mark on his neck, he knew that Mu Zifeng's men were merciful, otherwise he would have died.