Mu Yu stood on the ring and looked at Neng Caiquan across from him. Neng Caiquan was very proud of his performance in front of Xiaohu. If nothing else happened, Xiaohu would probably be another Qingsong Taoist in the future cultivation world. At this time
If he could establish a relationship with Xiaohu, and the price he paid was just to humiliate a disciple of the Luochen Sect, no one would let him go.
"Boy, you're lucky. I don't plan to break off your limbs. It's a pity that I have to worry about hurting you. But I guess a few slaps on your face shouldn't be too much, right?"
Nengcaiquan itself is the cultivation of the third level of foundation building. Regarding Mu Yu's aura in the Qi training period, he feels ridiculous when he thinks about it. Disciples in the Qi training period also come to participate in the competition?
Because this arena was attended by the Luochen Sect, there were almost no onlookers. After all, everyone came to see the opponent's strength, not to watch a one-sided game. This kind of game that can be won without taking action was not seen.
How meaningful.
"Left cheek or right cheek?" Mu Yu asked.
"What?" Neng Caiquan thought Mu Yu was stupid for asking such a strange question. He laughed: "Of course we came together!"
"I found that your left and right cheeks are asymmetrical. Your left cheek is larger than your right cheek. I think it's better to hit your right cheek. The right cheek will become symmetrical when it becomes swollen." Mu Yu said.
"Okay, have some backbone!" Neng Caiquan didn't expect Mu Yu to speak to him like this, which made him angry. "It seems like I need to slap you a few more times to let you know that waste is waste after all. I really don't know how a genius like Xiaohu can be
I have a grudge against a loser like you."
Nengcai didn't use his magic weapon. He didn't think it was necessary to use his magic weapon. It would be ridiculous if he couldn't deal with a practitioner in the Qi training stage with bare hands! Nengcai all jumped up and bullied Mu Yu.
At the same time, he raised his right hand high and struck Mu Yu in the face.
It's too simple. This is obviously a one-sided beating!
Nengcai relied solely on his cultivation of the third level of foundation building, and did not take Mu Yu in the Qi training period seriously. In his opinion, his speed was probably just a fast phantom in Mu Yu's eyes, and it was impossible for the other party to see it.
Knowing his movements, it was even more impossible to avoid his slap. He saw that Mu Yu didn't even move, and thought to himself, could this kid be scared out of his wits?
He could already imagine the scene of Mu Yu being slapped away by his own slap. He even withdrew a little strength to avoid using too much force and knocking Mu Yu out of the field. It would be too boring to end the competition early. He was still thinking about what he was going to do.
How about humiliating Mu Yu, slapping him a few times and breaking this kid's teeth?
His hand did not move down, as if someone had firmly clamped his arm.
Neng Caiquan was startled, and found that his slap could not be withdrawn. He turned around and saw that Mu Yu's hand had grabbed his wrist at some point. He was surprised, but there was a sudden snap on his face, and then...
It was a burning pain. Before he realized it, the right side of his face was already swollen, and he vaguely felt like there were some hard particles in his mouth.
"Snapped!"
There was another clear sound, and Neng Caiquan finally spat out the foreign object in his mouth, along with a mouthful of blood, mixed with a few teeth. He did not appreciate his teeth because his chest felt tight and his whole body was already heavy.
He flew out and fell under the ring.
"The Luochen Sect wins!"
Mu Yu didn't even look at Neng Caiquan, and walked directly down the ring and left. No one paid attention to this ring, and even if Neng Caiquan fell down and caused a muffled sound, it would only make everyone take a look and ignore it. After all, this is
In competitions, the condition for winning is to knock someone off the ring. This situation is all too common.
In a competition, one person will definitely be knocked off the ring. Everyone thinks that the person under the ring is just a disciple of the Luochen Sect.
"Your left and right faces should be symmetrical." Mu Yu said softly as he walked past Neng Caiquan.
"No one is allowed in here?" Nengcai had several of his teeth knocked out. His mouth was filled with wind when he spoke. He got up with slurred speech and looked at Mu Yu in disbelief.
"I don't understand what you are talking about." Mu Yu shrugged and walked back. There was a referee beside him, and the referees were all practitioners at the Golden Core Stage. Although Neng Cai Quan was extremely resentful, he really wanted to shoot from behind.
A sneak attack, but he endured it in the end.
Mu Yu knew what he was going to say, and Neng Caiquan wanted to say, "You are not in the Qi training period." Originally, he never said that he was a Qi training period practitioner. It was just because of the Luochen mind method that he could control his aura.
, so in the eyes of everyone, Mu Yu is a rookie in the Qi training period.
These people look down on Mu Yu and are careless, which also saves Mu Yu a lot of trouble. Otherwise, it would not be so simple for him to win with all his abilities. He has to pass at least two moves.
In five consecutive competitions, Mu Yu's opponents were all at the first or second level of foundation building. Seeing that the opponent was a disciple of the Luochen Sect and a young man in the Qi training period, he didn't take it to heart at all and sent a disciple with low strength to play.
The disciples should recharge their energy to deal with other powerful sects.
No matter how seriously the disciples take this competition, as soon as they hear about the Luochen Sect and the Qi Training Period, most of their wariness goes away. Therefore, after Muyu won five consecutive competitions, he still did not get the attention of other sects.
is very rare.
Unless you meet the Qingsong Sect.
The sixth competition was between the Luochen Sect and the Qingsong Sect. The competition between the Qingsong Sect was almost watched by disciples from other sects, because the Qingsong Sect was a giant in the world of cultivation, and the moves of each of their disciples were respectable in the eyes of the disciples of the other sects.
Remarkable and worth learning.
In the past, Qingsong Sect maintained a winning streak every year and became the undisputed number one. Therefore, everyone would observe every competition in order to find ways to defeat their weaknesses.
Mu Yu stood on the ring. Unsurprisingly, the Qingsong sect sent Xiaohu, the one with the lowest cultivation level. Maybe it was because of Xiaohu, maybe it was because of the Luochen sect, so two unequal sect disciples stood on the ring, and the audience showed
A one-sided trend.
"Go down! Really, is the Luochen Sect sending out disciples who are in the Qi training stage just to make fun of you?"
"He may have come to see Xiaohu's honor. He has fought against Xiaohu and will have bragging rights when he returns."
It was rare for Mu Yu's competition to have so many spectators, and these spectators were all booing. Xiaohu played three times today, stunning everyone. With his first level of foundation building, he defeated the disciples of other sects who were higher than him. He
His talent makes people sigh and envy him, but no one dares to say anything wrong with him. After all, he is considered the most likely descendant to surpass Taoist Qingsong.
"I bet this kid can't last five breaths."
"Five breaths? Are you exalting him too much? If only I could kill him in one breath!"
"He won't just kneel down and beg for mercy, right?"
"Don't tell me, this young man from the Luochen sect is not simple. I watched him compete in a game and he won."
"Come on, are you a navy soldier invited by the Luochen faction?"
Not everyone has not watched Mu Yu's competition, but some people have paid attention to it, let alone those sects that were defeated by Mu Yu. In this case, no sect will tell the fact that they lost to the Luochen sect.
This is a very embarrassing thing. Those who are speaking are disciples who have not yet fought against the Luochen Sect, and these disciples will naturally not believe the lies about the Luochen Sect winning the competition.
Will a rookie in the Luochen sect’s qi training period win? Don’t be kidding!
"Two years ago you talked about the future, so today I will tell you what the future is." Xiaohu's Cangsong Sword floated beside him. His cultivation level was only at the first level of Foundation Establishment, but with this sword, many people with cultivation levels at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment
No one in heaven is his match, so he relies heavily on this sword.
"Oh, then tell me." Mu Yu looked at Xiaohu quietly. Just like the previous five competitions, the opponent always made a speech of contempt before the fight. It seemed that if he didn't laugh at the Luochen faction, the competition would be lost.
gained meaning.
"Gray disciples are gray disciples after all. Even if you join a useless sect and are taught by a useless master, you, a useless person, will always be a gray disciple!" Xiaohu was extremely mean.
Mu Yu was unmoved: "Is that all? Many senior brothers from the sect have just said these words to me. I also hope that you can say something constructive."
The other sects were laughing at his background, and then he gave him a hard lesson, and they learned what a slap in the face meant. Xiaohu only relied on the cang pine sword. Without that sword, he was nothing. Xiaohu discovered
Mu Yu did not become angry as expected, but seemed so calm, which made him very unhappy.
"Do you remember looking for Deacon? I don't know why I get irritated every time I see him when I go to the academy, because he always protects you gray disciples, but he forgets that he is a gray disciple. I don't want to see him, so
I took him to the monster forest and left him in the territory of the second-level monster, making him the monster's meal. I don't like gray disciples, and I don't like people who protect gray disciples. I think the school should be headed by a
It must be managed by people who truly understand the difference between master and servant.”
There was a trace of cruelty on Xiaohu's face. This kind of cruelty should not appear on a fourteen-year-old boy, but Xiaohu was held in high esteem by others. He felt that he had no need to live for those who did not suit him.
His heart rose to the sky because of his own talent. In his eyes, the master of the world of cultivation is the disciple with good talent.
Deacon Xun is dead!
Mu Yu's mind went blank for a moment. Deacon Xun was in charge of the gray disciples who were not wanted by any sect in the school, and he himself was a gray disciple. Mu Yu still remembered that when he was humiliated by Xiaohu, it was Deacon Xun who stood up to protect these gray disciples.
Disciple, Deacon Xun also told Xiaohu that the gray disciples were not servants of the academy until he was sixteen years old.
At that time, Deacon Xun already knew that Xiaohu's future was limitless. He could choose to let Mu Yu be insulted by Xiao Hu, or directly flatter Xiao Hu and force Mu Yu to apologize to Xiao Hu, but he didn't. He had been a gray disciple all his life.
His subordinates were looked down upon by countless cultivators. It was precisely because of this that he felt pity for the gray disciples, and it was precisely because of this that he felt the need to protect the gray disciples.
Unexpectedly, Deacon Xun's uprightness was resented by a so-called genius disciple. Under the coercion of the order, he entered the territory of the second-level monster with his cultivation level during the Qi training period. There was no possibility of survival. The gray disciple
Choosing to stay in the school, at the expense of his status as a servant, he hoped to be favored by the elders of other sects, join a certain sect, and truly become a member of the world of cultivation. However, Deacon Xun spent his whole life, but ended up with this.
"You killed Deacon Xun."
Mu Yu's voice was trembling. The last time he took Tianran to the school to look for someone, he was still thinking of finding Deacon Xun, but at that time someone told him that Deacon Xun was out on a mission, and he didn't see Deacon Xun.
Mu Yu still remembers what he said to Deacon Xun. If one day Mu Yu succeeds in cultivation, then he will come back and take Deacon Xun away. For no other reason than that Deacon Xun stood up when the gray disciple needed comfort most.
Just to let Deacon Xun break free from the clutches of the school!
"If there really comes a day, if I can really leave here, then I will be willing to become your servant. It is better to be ordered by you alone than by so many people!"
That's what Deacon Xun said. When he was young, he stubbornly chose to stay, but when he was old, he always thought about escaping from the school. Mu Yu originally thought that he would enter the golden elixir stage and then find Deacon Xun. At that time, Deacon Xun could use his servant's
After leaving the school with his identity, Deacon Xun will remain anonymous and live the life he wants.
It's just that it was all too late, Deacon Xun couldn't wait until Mu Yu entered the golden elixir stage.
"Disobedient servants cannot stay in the academy."
Xiaohu found out that what he had done had affected Mu Yu, and he felt happy in his heart. He looked down on Gray's disciples and looked down on the servants of the school. Like all cultivators, he looked down on those who worked for the school. No one would be willing to lead Gray from the school.
When a disciple escapes from the sea of suffering, no one will waste that time. In everyone's eyes, the gray disciple is a servant to the cultivator!
"I see."
Mu Yu's heart became surprisingly calm. There was a gray airflow passing through his eyes. The gray airflow would always affect his mind, but today, he did not lose himself. He thought about looking for the deacon, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness.
Deacon Xun said that if you choose to stay in the school, you will be a servant of the school for the rest of your life. There are two ways to leave, one is to be taken away by an elder of a certain sect, and the other is to die.
Deacon Xun left the school as he wished, but he was forced to choose the last option.