The bald man showed a stunned expression, his expression was a little panicked, he never expected that Mu Xiaoran would come up to challenge him.

People like him are not in Mu Xiaoran's eyes at all, after all, there is too much gap between the two, what can a source qi fifth layer take to fight with a source qi seventh layer.

As soon as his thoughts turned, he found that something was wrong, so he looked at Mu Fan with sympathy.

"Bald, you dare to take me three tricks, I lose this game, how"

"Okay, that's it"

The bald man knows that this game will undoubtedly be lost, in this case, it is better to use the most refreshing and simple exercises to solve the game quickly and save time later.

"You attack, or defend"

The fierce posture rushed out, and the bald man did not answer verbally, but responded with movements.

Mu Xiaoran, who was still on the spot, took a half step forward with one foot, stretched out his hands, and stood firmly in front of him.

After making a good defense, the bald man also pounced in front of him, and a very powerful punch slammed into the palm of his hand.

In the collision, there was a wave of energy, drilled along the bald man's hand, and there was a slight numbness in his fist, and in an instant, his body retreated five or six steps, while Mu Xiaoran, on the other hand, only took half a step back in place.

"It's time for me to attack"

Mu Xiaoran pounced, approaching the bald man's body, stomped on his feet, jumped into the air in front of him, and threw a punch down.

The bald man crossed his arms and put them on his chest, obviously, this action was to welcome Mu Xiaoran's punch.

Mu Xiaoran punched both arms, and the bald man broke away from the spot again, his body leaning back, as if he was about to fall.

"Haha, it's quite capable, took one move from me, but there are two more moves"

The bald man glanced at his arm and laughed, "Come on, come out"

Mu Xiaoran chased after him, turned his wrist and slapped it on the face, the bald man stretched out his hand to block it, and because Mu Xiaoran's strength was too great, the bald man's palm hit his face.

At the moment when the bald man's palm blocked his vision, he kicked on the side arm from the front again, and the whole body lost its balance, and the spiraling posture kept regressing, and after the red line came out, it still did not stop, and finally hit the cable around the stage.

After Mu Xiaoran made three moves, the bald man's five-game winning streak came to an end.

Before the referee could speak, Mu Xiaoran specially designated Mu Fan, and a thin figure walked out of the crowd, with a calm expression, and stepped on a small step.

Yan'er persuaded softly: "Brother Mu Fan, go up and admit defeat directly, don't be reckless."

Mu Fan shook his head and smiled, stepped on the stage, bent down slightly at the referee, and then stared ahead, his face was not a little afraid, not stunned because he had no source qi.

"Mu Fan, this is not an offstage, no one will interfere in it, wait and taste my fists"

Mu Fan didn't have the slightest nonsense, nodded to the referee, the referee sighed, and didn't know what to say, so he raised his hand and waved it down again.

Then the referee's gesture fell, Mu Xiaoran's face sank, he stomped his feet, and rushed out with a fierce appearance, Mu Fan stood motionless, as if waiting for the arrival of the beating.

The people below found that after Mu Fan came to power, Mu Xiaoran became irritable, and as soon as he made a move, he was in a strong posture, and no one could figure out why Mu Fan provoked him.

Mu Yan'er looked at Mu Fan nervously, and scolded secretly: "Fool, you flash quickly"

"Sister Yan'er, if he doesn't give Mu Fan any affection, you will also get it back from him"

Mu Xiaoran's arrogant style has always made Mu Yue feel extremely disgusted with him.

"Cut, he's not stupid, from the moment he came to power, the initiative was already in his hands, after this game, he must have chosen to give up on his own initiative, obviously it was aimed at Mu Fan's younger brother, didn't you see?"

When approaching Mu Fan's body, his fingers suddenly bent and formed an arc, grabbed Mu Fan's wrist, pinched the back of his wrist hard, and twisted it.

"Quack, quack"

The bones cracked with a sound, and the stinging pain penetrated into the heart, and the face was slightly distorted, but it didn't snort, and the pain was unbearable.

The side palm slashed down the wrist, slashed to the bone, slashed to the shoulder and arm, kicked under his feet, jumped on top of Mu Fan's head, his elbow hung up and down, and hit him the shoulder.

"Boom!"

Bearing the tenderness above, his legs trembled slightly, but he did not have the idea of kneeling, and his standing posture did not move at all.

Seeing Mu Fan indifferent, he sneered: "What's the matter, I stunned you, or scared you?"

Wrapping his arms around the back of Mu Fan's neck, he scooped it up, raised his knees upward, and kept kicking his abdomen, Mu Fan clenched his teeth and silently endured a burst of pain.

In a minute, he kicked dozens of times, causing his breath to be stuffed in his abdomen, and his breathing was very difficult, and his face was green and blue, as if he was out of oxygen.

Seeing this scene in front of them, many people below sighed and shook their heads, which made many people puzzled, after all, what a shameful thing it was for Mu Fan to stand there like a stake from the beginning.

In the eyes of others, either you don't participate, or you have to participate in the competition, you have to work hard, although everyone knows that Mu Fan has no source qi, there is no doubt that he will lose, at least he must move, this is the most basic.

"Mu Fan obviously has no source of energy, but he dares to participate, this courage is worth publicizing"

"You know what, it's idiotic behavior"

"Standing there stupidly on stage, being beaten so hard, and not giving up admitting defeat"

"Maybe it's dementia, or maybe it's a bit of a sane person, and he admits defeat as soon as he comes up, can he still do it now?"

...

Miscellaneous voices sounded from the periphery and entered the inner circle of the audience, Mu Yue turned around and swept around the periphery, and said angrily: "Why are you talking about the wind and cold, isn't Mu Fan as unsourced as you?

Mu Yue's words fell, and the people watching from the periphery fell silent, a small part of them were sympathetic and inspired to fight, and most of them felt pity for poor Mu Fan.

On the stage, Mu Xiaoran's hands were on Mu Fan's head, clutching his hair, waving and turning, and Mu Fan's body also rotated, and after about ten turns, he withdrew his hand.

After Mu Xiaoran stopped, Mu Fan's body involuntarily rotated for another circle and a half before stopping, swaying, dizzy, and about to fall.

The small seventh-stream source qi gushed out, wrapped around his feet, and said, "Okay, it's time to end, let you taste the seven-layer source qi"

Mu Yan'er became worried, this blow used all of Mu Xiaoran's seventh-layer source qi power, if she was kicked, I am afraid she would have to lie on the bed for at least a week.

The seven-stream source qi was wrapped around that foot and flowed, and with a kick, Mu Fan rolled upside down and flew out.

"Boom"

Falling heavily on the periphery, his body was lying on the ground, blood slid down from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes narrowed slightly, Mu Yan'er and they ran over and came to the side.

"Mu Yue, hurry, quickly help me up, and carry it back"

"Referee, in the next game, I chose to give up"

Mu Xiaoran's seventh-layer source qi was able to sweep all the contestants, not to mention Mu Yan'er's nineth-layer source qi, which was only one layer away from the condensing source cyclone pill, so all the contestants were not her opponents, so she automatically withdrew from the competition.

There were no bright spots in the remaining seven or eight rounds, so everyone dispersed one after another.