"I heard that Brother Mo defeated the leader of the Seven Swordsmen of Tianwu, and is now known as the first person among the saints in the Eastern Wasteland. When I saw him today, he really lived up to the rumors."
The woman's name is Song Siyi. Like Gu Jianchen, she is a disciple of Wenxin Palace and a senior sister-level figure in the sect.
Although she smiled and spoke politely on the surface, Mo Wangchen still saw a hint of disdain and pride in her eyes.
In fact, this is no wonder. Gu Jianchen has the reputation of being the first person among the saints in the Southern Territory. Like himself, they are both considered by the world to be the top wizards second only to the saints. With such an identity, it is
The awkward situation between the two has been hinted at.
And Song Siyi seemed to favor Gu Jianchen, so how could she give Mo Wangchen a good look?
"let's go."
Mu Ling obviously noticed this, and his first impression of Song Siyi suddenly went bad, and he spoke to Mo Wangchen in disgust.
Seeing Mu Ling glance at her with a look of disdain, Song Siyi immediately narrowed her eyes and snorted in her heart, but on the surface she smiled, "With Brother Mo's status, it's not enough to have a maid by his side.
It's strange, but I have never seen such a beautiful maid."
Her words immediately offended Mu Ling completely.
The young pavilion master of the majestic Baibao Pavilion, a quasi-saint-level daughter of heaven, was actually described as a maid. This is simply intolerable.
"Junior sister Song!"
Gu Jianchen frowned and shouted. Apparently, Song Siyi's attitude made him a little unhappy.
Although he wanted to fight Mo Wangchen, he was definitely not an enemy.
Moreover, at Juxian Manor last night, Mo Wangchen came with Saint Yunxi, but there were no maids accompanying him.
In his opinion, the woman next to Mo Wangchen at this moment probably had some extraordinary origin.
After being yelled at by Gu Jianchen, Song Siyi became a lot better, snorted coldly and stopped talking.
"Brother Mo, everyone was having a great time chatting at the Gathering Villa last night, but you were the only one who had few words. I have always been very interested in you, but the ceremony has not yet been officially held. How about we visit this new holy land of Xuantian together?"
He raised his hand and spoke. Compared with the tit-for-tat attitude last night, he seemed extremely polite now.
"That's fine, there's nothing to do anyway." Mo Wangchen nodded and did not refuse.
Walking in Xuantian, people can be seen everywhere, and there are many visitors. Under some ancient trees, you can see a few old men sitting and talking to each other. Although there is no breath flowing on these people, people with a discerning eye can still see it.
It turns out that this must be a person of the same level as the old monster in this world.
In the entire Xuantian, there are many places with new traces. They have obviously been renovated not long ago. This is no wonder. After all, it is a newly established holy land. At least in terms of appearance, the layout of the entire sect cannot be worse than other holy places.
How many.
"Boom!"
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, in front of Mo Wangchen and others, there was a sound of energy exploding.
"It's in the direction of the competition platform. Someone had a fight there!"
Behind Gu Jianchen, a man accompanying him spoke like this. Looking around, he saw that not far in front of them, there was a competition platform, which was used as a place for Xuantian disciples to communicate and compete on weekdays.
Today all the heroes from the world are here. This is the Xuantian Saint Ceremony. Fighting is prohibited within the sect, but if it is achieved through competition on the martial arts stage, there is naturally no reason to object.
"Neither of them tried their best, but the battle was so fierce. Their strength is really terrifying!"
"One is the young master of an ancient family in the Eastern Wilderness, and the other is a young master from an ancient family in the Northern Wilderness. Both of them are legendary talents. To see such a competition, today's trip is worthwhile."
Everyone was talking around the competition stage. When Mo Wangchen and his group approached, he looked around and was surprised to find that the two people fighting on the competition stage were no strangers to him.
"It's Chen Ziyun, the young master of the Chen family in Beihuang, and the other one seems to be Zhen Ming, the young master of the Zhen family in Donghuang, right?"
Song Siyi spoke, also recognizing the two people who fought in that match, "I heard that Chen Ziyun had a conflict with Brother Mo last night and suffered some injuries, but now it seems that his condition has almost recovered. With his strength, this fight will be more difficult."
Can win.”
"After all, he is the young master of the Chen family in Beihuang. The Chen family is the real big family in Beihuang. Chen Ziyun has been trained intensively since he was a child. The resources he received are almost the same as those of the saints in the world. Although he suffered some injuries last night,
It is not something that ordinary people can defeat, and he will probably win this battle." A young man said.
"not necessarily."
Mu Ling shook his head, "Zhen Ming is also one of the few geniuses in the Eastern Wasteland after all. He can be compared with Zhang Tianhua, the current Holy Son of Xuantian. Moreover, during the recent trip to the Chaos God Tomb, the Zhen family got a lot of resources, which were used in
Zhen Ming has made amazing progress in these two months."
"After all, Chen Ziyun has entered the third level of the Ancient God for some years, and Zhen Ming's cultivation at this moment is still in the early stage of the third level. Even if he gets some resources, the chance of defeating the opponent is still slim." Song Siyi said calmly, assessing her own thoughts.
.
As the senior sister of Nanhuang Wenxin Palace, she has watched the fights between the disciples of the Moroccan Sect many times, and she has always seen things accurately and does not think she will be wrong.
What's more, although the woman following Mo Wangchen has some background, in Song Siyi's view, she is just the eldest lady of an ordinary ancient family. Her status is probably not even as good as her own, let alone her strength. What can she tell?
A sign coming?
"The Zhen family's holy skills are indeed quite impressive, and Zhen Ming at this moment has indeed improved a lot compared to the previous two months. If Chen Ziyun hadn't been injured in his body, he would have probably won. Unfortunately, Zhen Ming has won this battle.
It’s no different.” Mo Wangchen nodded and said.
Although he had never really fought against Zhen Ming, he had learned the methods of the strong men of the Zhen family in the Chaos God Tomb and knew the extraordinary power of the Zhen family's holy arts.
The important thing is that when he fought with Chen Ziyun last night, Mo Wangchen had figured out the upper limit of his opponent's strength. If nothing unexpected happened, Zhen Ming had a high chance of winning.
"Haha, you don't think Zhen Ming will win just because he is from Donghuang, right?"
Song Siyi couldn't help but sneered, glanced at Mo Wangchen again, and said, "I seem to have heard that there was an old grudge between Brother Mo and the Zhen family, but now he speaks for Zhen Ming like this. It's really puzzling.
."
"Let's just discuss the matter." Mo Wangchen shook his head, feeling even more disgusted with Song Siyi in his heart.
Mu Ling glanced at Song Siyi and couldn't help but laugh, "Anyone with some eyesight can see that although the two sides in this battle are evenly matched, Zhen Ming has retained more, while Chen Ziyun has old wounds in his body that will last forever.
After fighting, defeat is inevitable. As the senior sister of Wenxin Palace, you can't even see this, right?" (To be continued)