"I heard that this junior is a genius disciple of Jingci Sect in the last hundred years, and he has already reached the peak realm of the Xuan level at a young age, and he is about to break through to the ground-level martial artist, he is really unparalleled in talent, so that the old guy who can only enter the ground-level martial realm after cultivating for a long time is a little embarrassed!"

Under the stage, in the southwest corner, in a group of people dressed in green clothes, a gray-haired old man sat at the head, his eyes were shining, and he sighed.

Sitting next to the gray-haired old man was an old man in white, with crane hair and a childish face, and there were bursts of fierce sword intent flashing in his eyes. Although that junior is amazingly talented, he is still young and his state of mind is not yet mature, and it should take ordinary time to break through the ground-level martial realm. ”

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Under the ring, due west, the venue of Jingci Gate fell here.

On the venue, a group of pretty female disciples dressed in plain clothes stood there prettyly, Yingying Yanyan, which was a beautiful scenery at the conference, attracting young male disciples from various sects to glance at this side from time to time.

And among so many female disciples, there is not a single male disciple, which is a bit surprising.

It turns out that the Zhenmen Heart Method of Jingci Gate is a well-known Jade Maiden Sutra in the martial arts, and it is a martial arts heart method suitable for women to practice. Therefore, the sect has always only recruited female disciples, and there is no male disciple in the sect.

At this time, a group of pretty female disciples were surrounded by a beautiful woman dressed as a nun.

This person's eyes are like autumn water, and the green silk he is holding is elegant and beautiful, giving people an inexplicable sense of peace.

This person is the head of the Jingci Sect today - Nian Ci.

"Master, Senior Sister Mu was attacked last time because she forcibly attacked the ground-level martial realm, and her injuries have not healed yet, will it be a little inappropriate for you to let her participate in the martial arts conference competition this time!" Next to the beautiful woman of green silk, a young female disciple with an extraordinary appearance and elegance looked at the plain-clothed woman on the stage with a trace of melancholy, and then turned her head to say to the beautiful woman of green silk.

"Qingyu didn't listen to the advice of his teacher last time, forcibly broke through the prefecture-level martial realm, and finally ended up with a true qi backlash. If I don't beat her again, nothing will go wrong with her arrogant nature. The eyes of the green silk beauty fell on Mu Qingyu on the stage, and the crystal light in her beautiful eyes flowed, with a hint of reproach, and said lightly.

After speaking, the green silk beauty swept the black-clothed young man on the ring again, and her expression was calm: "It just so happens that this five-year martial arts conference, in which there are many talented and handsome people, let Qingyu go up to compete, so as to sharpen her heart, it will naturally be good for her in the future!"

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In the ring, Mu Qingyu and the young man in black stood opposite each other a few feet away.

"Wang Yunjie of the Wang family!" a trace of solemnity flashed on the cold face of the young man in black, and he clenched his fists and said.

"Jingcimen Mu Qingyu", opposite, Mu Qingyu's beautiful eyes are calm, and his voice is as crisp and beautiful as empty valley Qinglan.

"The competition begins!" Under the ring, a loud sound filled the audience, announcing the start of the competition.

"You're welcome!" After the competition was announced, the young man in black snorted coldly, and immediately reached out and clawed, and attacked Mu Qingyu on the opposite side with a flash step. His body was surging with true qi, and there was a hidden sound of wind and thunder.

Wang Yunjie quickly approached Mu Qingyu's body, and for a while, his hands moved, and dozens of claw shadows grabbed her with fierce energy, and there was a burst of sound of breaking the air.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Mu Qingyu let out a cold snort in his nose, his beautiful eyes were cold, and then he turned a little and retreated.

At the same time, the momentum on his body suddenly released, and an invisible true qi rippled out, causing the surrounding air to stir and roar.

"Ice crystal finger", under the plain gauze scarf, Mu Qingyu's red lips moved slightly, and slowly spit out three words.

I saw that as soon as he raised one hand, his middle finger and index finger together, a stream of cold true qi flew out from between his fingers, and with a cold force, he shot towards Wang Yunjie not far away.

Feeling the chill on the bone's bones, Wang Yunjie's face was shocked, and he quickly stopped, then stretched his hands forward, and an invisible true qi surged out.

"Ding", a sound of gold and iron clashing, the cold ice true qi hit Wang Yunjie's palms, and then, Wang Yunjie's hands gradually formed an ice crystal, and slowly extended to his arms.

"It's so strong!" Wang Yunjie felt the numbness and coldness in his hands, and his face was a little ugly.

Surprised by the amazing strength of the masked woman in his heart, Wang Yunjie's hands shook, and the ice crystals in his hands were scattered, and then his face condensed, and the true qi in his body surged wildly, surging into his hands, and at the same time, a strange flush spread all over his face.

"Take it!" Wang Yunjie's face flushed, then he shouted, and slapped towards Mu Qingyu.

Because this is a competition in the ring, it is not allowed to hurt people, so it is not allowed to bring weapons. And the two sides have no weapons, and their natural strength is not good for judgment, so at this time, Li Yunjie chose to fight, which is more powerful than the truth.

Although he had just heard that the masked woman in front of him was a Xuan-level peak cultivator, his martial realm cultivation was not weak, only a little short. And he has a secret method to help, but he is not afraid to fight with the other party, so it is not reckless for Wang Yunjie to do this.

Seeing this, Mu Qingyu knew that the other party wanted to decide the winner quickly, and her beautiful eyes flashed, so she stretched out her jade hand and slapped Wang Yunjie.

For a moment, the two stood facing each other, their hands touching, and an invisible true qi rolled out, causing the surrounding air currents to shoot in all directions, setting off a gust of wind and stirring up dust.

And under the ring, the martial arts people of all factions stared at the situation on the stage with blazing eyes, their expressions were focused, this was a competition between the genius disciples of the Jingci Sect and the young head of the Wang family, and both parties represented their respective sect families.

If either side loses, it will not only lose a point of interest, but also disgrace its own sect family.

At this time, the majestic man frowned slightly, looked at Wang Yunjie on the stage, and clenched his fist slightly in his sleeve.

And Wang Feiyu, who was standing next to him, looked at the black-clothed young man on the stage, his eyes flashed with a cold light.

On the other side of the stage, the green silk beauty looked calm, but there was a faint trace of melancholy flashing in her eyebrows. She didn't care about winning or losing the game, she was just a little worried about her beloved apprentice, after all, she could see that the strength of the junior of the Wang family was not much worse than Mu Qingyu, and Mu Qingyu was still injured!

Just when everyone in the audience looked at the two people on the stage intently,

No one noticed that a blue light fell on a roof in the distance, and it disappeared in a flash.

At this time, on the stage, the two were facing each other fiercely, but Mu Qingyu, who was originally calm, suddenly flushed his face.

"Hmph", a muffled snort, at this time, Mu Qingyu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and under the plain gauze scarf, a trace of red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, the momentum on his body has shrunk a lot.

"It's not good", looking at Mu Qingyu's watch on the stage, the green silk beauty frowned slightly, and guessed in her heart that Mu Qingyu's injury might have recurred. If Mu Qingyu's injury recurred because of this, it is estimated that the ancestor would blame her as a master!

Naturally, everyone in the audience also found out that something was wrong, but because Mu Qingyu covered his face, they didn't find the blood on the corner of his mouth.

And in the Wangjia field in the northeast corner, the majestic man saw this, and his eyes showed a hint of joy, his son really did not disappoint him, and he was worthy of his devilish training for him.

But then something dramatic happened!