Jiang Yuan didn't notice the martial arts stage at first, but now he saw it, his expression immediately changed.
"Young prince, his surname is Jiang like yours. Is he from the same family as you?" Mu Ling asked.
"He is my cousin!" Jiang Yuan said solemnly.
"Cousin?" Mu Ling was surprised.
"Yes!" Jiang Yuan nodded, "He is far stronger than me and is ranked 100th on the Honor List. He is commonly known as the goalkeeper of the Honor List. As long as you defeat him, you can be on the Honor List!"
After hearing this, Mu Ling looked back at the honor list and saw that the last name in the lower right corner was Jiang Feng.
It is a very inconspicuous corner, but it is undoubtedly the most eye-catching.
"Does he usually receive a lot of challenges?" Mu Feng asked.
"Of course!" Jiang Yuan said, "The challenges he has received have been scheduled until next month. Almost everyone among the geniuses who are not on the list wants to challenge him!"
"To accept so many challenges, your mental quality must be good!"
"What kind of psychological quality? He is just a pervert!" Jiang Yuan said with disgust.
"Why do you say that about your cousin?" Mu Ling asked strangely.
"He is very strong, and his real level is definitely higher than the 100th place, but he is happy to stay at the 100th place. Because he enjoys bullying newbies and weaklings, and those who challenge him, regardless of gender, will be beaten by him.
He must be disabled. He probably saw me here today, so he let that person go!"
"Is there such a bad taste?" Mu Ling was also speechless.
"Hey, Jiang Yuan, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" Jiang Feng shouted again on the martial arts stage, "Those three next to you look unfamiliar, are they new here?"
Before Jiang Yuan could answer, Mu Ling suddenly had an idea and stepped forward and said, "We are from the Spiritual Clan. Indeed, we just arrived in Tianxu City today!"
"Spirit race?" Everyone in the square had incomprehensible expressions upon hearing this.
"So the Eldar have backup?"
"Will he be a master?"
"I'm afraid it won't be too bad to come to support at this time!"
Everyone was talking a lot.
Jiang Feng also became interested and said to Mu Ling: "Beauty, your spiritual tribe is in a bad situation now. Do you want to fight for your spiritual tribe?"
"What do you mean?" Mu Ling asked confused.
"Beat me, and I believe many people will look at you Spirit Clan with admiration!" Jiang Feng said with a smile, "I usually only accept one challenge, but I can make an exception for you today!"
"Miss Mu Ling, don't agree, he is deliberately pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger!" Jiang Yuan reminded, "His strength can at least rank in the top seventy on the honor list. More importantly, he will not see you as a woman.
Just be merciful, the methods are very cruel!"
"Well..." Mu Ling did not show any fear, but looked at Xiao Chen with questioning eyes.
"I'm new here, you might as well try your hand at it!" Xiao Chen replied affirmatively, and said intentionally or unintentionally, "But since you want to maintain the prestige of the Spirit Clan, don't hold back, let alone show mercy!"
Mu Ling was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips and said with a smile: "I understand!"
As soon as she finished speaking, as countless people at the scene exclaimed, she flew onto the martial arts stage like a phantom, and confronted Jiang Feng.
"Oh my God, is she really going up there?"
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Among the geniuses who came to Tianxu City, none of them were like her at the beginning. They were extremely confident in themselves. But in the end, they all regretted it!"
"Indeed!"
"The beauties of the Spirit Clan all seem to be born with spiritual energy and an indescribable temperament. It's a pity that the opponent is Jiang Feng, a pervert!"
"Jiang Feng's favorite thing is to destroy flowers with ruthless hands. I still remember the last time he tortured a little girl from Xuantian Sect to tears, and even deliberately chopped off the little girl's arm and ruined her face!"
"Huh, Jiang Feng didn't force others to come to power. They want to step on Jiang Feng and get to power. Can't Jiang Feng give them some color?"
"Yes, I also think there is nothing wrong with Jiang Feng. If you want to be famous, but your skills are inferior to others, what is there to say?"
Around the martial arts stage, everyone's comments were divided into two groups.
One group believes that Jiang Feng is a pervert, while the other group strongly supports Jiang Feng.
However, this did not affect Mu Ling. She politely clasped her fists at Jiang Feng and said: "Mu Ling of the spiritual tribe, please give me some advice!"
"Haha, easy to say!" Jiang Feng was just teasing Mu Ling at first, but he didn't expect that she would actually come up.
But now that Mu Ling came up, he accepted it happily and even felt a little happy.
As the name suggests, Mu Ling has a watery appearance, and he will probably be very moved when he cries later.
With this in mind, he said calmly, "Miss Mu Ling, before we start, we must explain the rules clearly!"
"I know the rules!" Mu Ling said cheerfully, "Fists and feet have no eyes, life and death are determined by fate!"
Jiang Feng was startled, then smiled and said: "Since the girl has this awareness, then we can start. Defeat me, and you can become famous in Tianxu City!"
"I'm afraid you don't have that much weight yet!" Mu Ling's tone suddenly turned cold. He unsheathed the spiritual sword in his hand and unleashed a shocking edge.
Jiang Feng didn't take it seriously at first, his palms were covered with a layer of spiritual energy, and he blocked it with his palms.
Peng!
The sharp edge of the spirit sword was beyond imagination, cutting through Jiang Feng's palm with psychic energy, and the powerful force even knocked him back three steps.
"What, you..."
Jiang Feng's expression changed immediately and he was shocked. It seemed hard to imagine that Mu Ling was so powerful.
"Is that the only way? Then I'm afraid you'll have to lie down today!" Mu Ling showed off his strength and said with a smile, "Remember, my name is Mu Ling, and I come from the Spiritual Clan!"
As he finished speaking, he saw Mu Ling's slender hand wiping the edge of the Spirit Sword again. The secret skill of the Spirit Clan suddenly appeared in the world of mortals.
"Spiritual Dao Tianfeng!"
With these majestic words, the sword pressure dispersed into the sky, and the terrifying sword intent enveloped the entire Glory Square. Everyone present trembled and feared under this powerful pressure.
"Such...such strong pressure. Why is she so strong?"
“Incredible!”
"With this sword pressure alone, she can at least enter the top fifty on the honor list!"
In an instant, everyone's view of Mu Ling changed. No one dared to doubt that Mu Ling was a newbie.
"Can you block my sword?" Mu Ling raised his spiritual sword high, the pressure of the sword lingering, and looked coldly at Jiang Feng.
"Wait a minute..." Jiang Feng seemed to want to say something.
However, Mu Ling didn't give him a chance and cut him off with one sword.
boom!
Peng!
The sword intent surged and the sword pressure was majestic. Even though Jiang Feng had a strong foundation, he was unable to resist and was knocked off the martial arts stage by the sword.
In an instant, the entire Glory Square fell silent, and everyone looked at the scene in front of them in shock and disbelief.
With one sword, he defeated Jiang Feng, the goalkeeper of the Honor List. How terrifying is his strength?
…
"It seems that the Spirit Tribe has really come to the rescue with enough weight!" On one side of the Glory Square, a handsome young man looked at the veiled woman in white dress beside him with a smile, and asked, "Qingxuan, do you feel it?
pressure?"
Ning Qingxuan's expression was calm from beginning to end, and she said in a cold tone: "She is good, but not as good as Ye Yufei, and not enough to catch my eye!"