Chapter 42: Victory and Defeat, Reality and Mood

After all, Liu Laoer's true qi could not compare to Li Mu, and after such a stalemate for a quarter of an hour, he looked at the corners of Li Mu's mouth with a faint smile, and finally realized that something was wrong. Immediately, he gritted his teeth, hurriedly withdrew the little true qi that was still left in his body, put away the knife, and rolled back a few feet away.

"Golden Knife Liu Er" looked at Li Mu with a little surprise in his eyes, and asked, "This junior brother, how long have you been in the beginning?"

"A year. Li Mu replied truthfully.

Liu Laoer's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "Senior brother is entertaining me?"

Li Mu waved his hand to show his innocence and did not speak.

Liu Lao Er had no choice but to lift the big knife and prepare to continue to compete with Li Mu.

Li Mu suddenly proposed: "This senior brother, this competition between you and me has been deadlocked for a long time, and if the competition continues like this, it will just be a waste of time." It's better to use your strongest blow and fight each other to see who has a long way back, even if anyone loses, what do you think?"

The one-armed man Liu Lao Er was feeling that he was really angry, and if he continued to consume with Li Mu, he would lose sooner or later, but he didn't expect Li Mu to take the initiative to propose a blow to determine the winner, but this was right in his arms. He is straightforward and straightforward, but such a bargain is not taken advantage of, so he immediately agreed.

But in the process of preparing the move, he suddenly thought that this kid obviously looked full of real energy, but suddenly made such a suggestion that was not conducive to himself, could it be that the calmness on his face was pretended, but in fact, the true qi in his body was even worse than his own?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was extremely high, which made him regret agreeing to Li Mu's proposal. However, the water that was spilled out of the words could not be recovered no matter what.

How did Liu Lao Er know that after such a long time of fighting, Li Mu's true qi consumed was not even half of the true qi in his body. The reason why Li Mu made such a suggestion was also to test his explosive strength, how strong it was. His mind is very clear, and he doesn't want to lose the game, so whoever retreats far away will lose the condition, which is the guarantee that he can win. In this way, even if he is defeated in the battle, he has other ways to ensure that the distance he retreats is less than the opponent in front of him.

Both sides had their own thoughts, but they both stood still, silently gathering strength to prepare for the final blow.

Liu Lao Er raised the big knife above his head, and he didn't know what he was silently reciting, and the big knife gradually glowed with golden light, which became brighter and brighter, more and more prosperous, like a small sun, and was held above his head.

Li Mu suddenly put the evil sword into the scabbard behind his back, stood in place, waved his hands, and played the "Water and Waves Fist". One by one, the true qi shot out of his hand, plowing the air in front of him into waves of qi. "Waves in the water" one stack, two stacks...... Soon he reached the one hundred and twenty stacks of the Dacheng realm! But his momentum was still rising, and the fists in his hands were also superimposed, and he soon broke through the one hundred and twenty stacks, and finally stopped when he reached the one hundred and fifty stacks.

At this time, the golden light above Liu Laoer's head seemed to have reached the extreme, and the two glanced at each other, each roared, and rushed towards each other.

In just a few zhang distance, the figures of the two slammed into each other, exploding with a huge sound, and the entire ring shook as if it was about to be destroyed. But after a flash of blue light, it returned to its original state.

On the stage, the figures of the two were separated by a touch, and they each stepped back heavily. Blood spurted out of the mouths of the two at the same time, but the difference was that Li Mu's eyes were extremely bright, flashing with extreme pleasure, while Liu Laoer's eyes seemed to be confused and puzzled, and even more shocked.

A moment later, Li Mu's retreating figure stopped on the edge of the ring, while Liu Lao Er fell heavily to the stage with a sense of frustration and powerlessness.

The winner is decided.

The corners of Li Mu's mouth were smiling, the blood in his mouth had stopped, he looked at Liu Lao Er who fell into the audience, and shook his head slightly.

The Huafan disciple who presided over the ring announced the results of the competition with an expressionless face, and Liu Lao Er got up, glanced at Li Mu deeply, and staggered out of the crowd.

"The twentieth wins, advance to the next round!"

Everyone in the audience exploded, looking at Li Mu on the stage, their eyes showed an incredible color.

"This year's newcomers are so amazing!"

"Yes, I didn't expect this son to be so lucky the first two times, and this time he actually eliminated the second child of the Golden Knife Liu!"

"Do you think he has the potential to be number one?" suddenly one of them asked.

The crowd was silent for a while, and someone said categorically: "Impossible, although this golden knife Liu Lao Er is strong, he is far from being the opponent of widow sorrow, Yin Xianggong and others." Although this son defeated Liu Laoer, it does not mean that he can defeat those who are really strong. ”

"Yes, this newcomer's luck should end here. ”

"But it's also very remarkable, during the holidays, who knows that he can't become the next 'little overlord'?"

This "little overlord" seems to be a great character, and Li Mu has heard his name for the second time. After these viewers mentioned "Little Overlord", they chatted about the past few innate martial arts.

Li Mu had no intention of listening to their nonsense, quietly walked out of the ring, retreated to a no-man's corner and stood still, thinking about the competition.

In the battle just now, if he hadn't had enough time to increase the stacking strength of the Water Stacking Wave Fist to one hundred and fifty weights, the outcome would still be two. That Liu Laoer's knife skills are very domineering, and he should take the path of breaking through ingenuity with strength. It's a pity that firstly, he has consumed his true qi before, and secondly, Li Mu's true qi is abundant, and there has been a breakthrough in the use of martial arts.

In fact, if it weren't for Li Mu's mercy, Liu Lao Er would have turned into a corpse at this time. At the critical time, it was Li Mu who put away some of his true qi and did not cause a tragedy.

This Liu Lao Er has no grievances with him, and after all, he is still a newcomer who has just entered the cultivation realm, and he is naturally disgusted with such a thing as killing people for no reason.

Li Mu was in a daze here, not attracting the attention of others at all. On the contrary, after a fierce battle, the other rings also decided the winner one after another. As a result, there are only four people left in this round of the competition who have not yet participated.

Among these four people, there are two women, the woman in red and Yin Xianggong, but I don't know if the two of them are opponents of each other.

In all fairness, Li Mu didn't want these two to face each other. Because whoever wins or loses, it will be a little uncomfortable for him. If the woman in red wins, she can't teach Bai Yuxuan a lesson on the stage, so as to show the evil anger in her heart; if Bai Yuxuan wins, with this person's strange poisonous skills, the fate of this woman in red can be imagined. Such a beautiful woman was tragically destroyed, no matter who it was, it should feel sorry in their hearts.

As if to respond to his expectations, after reading the number, sure enough, the two were not divided into a group, but each faced a different opponent.

As for the disciples who were their opponents, they only considered themselves unlucky.

Sure enough, as soon as the competition began, Bai Yuxuan's opponent jumped out of the ring directly, saying that he would admit defeat and not give him a chance to shoot at all.

And the opponent of the woman in red may see that she is a woman, no matter how powerful people say about her, they still can't help but have a little contempt in their hearts, so they don't flinch and try to compete with this woman.

The ending can be imagined, after the two attacked more than a dozen moves, the disciple was stabbed by the woman in red with a sword across his neck, and obediently admitted defeat.

So far, all the competitions in the third round have been completed, and a total of 26 people have stood out and continued to compete for the top 10 rankings.

According to the usual practice, the next round of the competition will start tomorrow, so after the competition, Li Mu rushed back to his second-floor residence.

Tomorrow's opponent is bound to be even stronger, and if you want to win, I'm afraid you'll have to use rune paper.

However, his stock of as many as one hundred and sixty-five rune papers also gave him the confidence to not be afraid of any challenge at all.

In the process of counting the rune paper, he couldn't help but think that if Ma Chuyuan hadn't forcibly seized his spirit grass but didn't pay the spirit stone, then the rune paper he owned would have been several times more than here...... I couldn't help but hate him a little deeper.

But if you can't cultivate at home, just hatred won't help. For the sake of today's plan, it is better to first obtain the first place in this martial arts meeting and maintain the status of an official disciple.

After Li Mu counted all the rune papers, he carefully sorted them and hid them in several places on his body, preparing to bring them all with him during the competition tomorrow. This is also a perfect preparation, God knows if he will meet Xue Chucai's pervert when the lottery is drawn tomorrow.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Li Mu went to the first floor of the martial arts arena in high spirits.

The trail is deserted, lush and quiet. The sky was cloudless, and the sun had not yet risen, shining into the strange valley floor of Xuanxiao Peak. There is no wind and no fog on the road, and walking in the mountains is less immortal.

Except for the incoming daylight, everything in front of you seems real.

Li Mu suddenly felt that everything in front of him was a dream, and he was still lying on the wooden bed at home, muttering the content of the Zhuzi classics......

But how can the dream be so real, the pain and hatred in the heart can almost be reclaimed, and how can he deceive himself!

He suddenly quickened his pace, dispelled the distracting thoughts in his heart, and hurried to the martial arts field.

The large venue, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, was already full of people. Obviously, today's competition was much more attractive to these innate disciples than it was a few days ago.

Li Mu walked through the crowd and walked to the first ring to stand still, closing his eyes and resting.

Very few people along the way knew him, and his passing did not attract anyone's attention.

Time passed, and the sunlight began to shine into the martial arts field, shining on Li Mu's face with closed eyes, which was very warm. Although he knew that this warmth was very false.

At the end of the day, the figure of the man in the green robe appeared in the ring in a flash.