"The implication of your words is that I have no eyesight?"
Hearing the pastor's words, Song Siyi suddenly narrowed her eyes, and a cold light flashed away.
I am the eldest sister of the Wenxin Palace, the proud daughter of the Nanhuang Ranking. How long ago had it been the turn of a young lady from an aristocratic family to comment here?
And because of the awkward status between Mo Wangchen and Gu Jianchen, Song Siyi naturally disliked Mu Ling.
"I didn't say it so clearly. What you think has nothing to do with me." Mu Ling shrugged and said indifferently.
The young pavilion master of his majestic Baibao Pavilion is extremely noble, comparable to a saint in a holy land. Comparatively speaking, what does Song Siyi, the senior sister of Wenxin Palace, mean to him?
Not to mention, this is still the Eastern Wilderness, not the Southern Wilderness.
"Chen Ziyun is going to lose."
The two of them were facing each other tit for tat, but Mo Wangchen and Gu Jianchen didn't pay too much attention, but kept looking at the battle on the martial stage in front of them.
Sure enough, at the same time as their words fell, Zhen Ming sent out a powerful blow, using supreme holy magic to repel the opponent.
Chen Ziyun coughed up blood. By now, the power in his body was almost exhausted. He had tried his best in this battle.
"I lost."
After taking a deep breath, he spoke slowly. After losing to Mo Wangchen last night, this was his second defeat since he was a child.
"It seems that the Eastern Wilderness is not in line with my destiny. I have lost two battles in a row. That's all... If I don't go back to the Northern Wilderness, I will never set foot in the Eastern Wilderness again!"
He said such a sentence, losing two games in a row, which was a big blow to Chen Ziyun.
"disease!"
As soon as the voice fell, he no longer stayed, and jumped up directly, fleeing towards the outside of Xuantian Sect.
"Buzz..."
After Chen Ziyun's figure completely disappeared in the distant sky, above the martial arts platform, Zhen Ming's momentum did not calm down at all. Even at this moment, the fighting spirit in his eyes became much stronger.
"Um?"
Mo Wangchen frowned slightly, because he could clearly feel that the fighting spirit in Zhen Ming was coming towards him.
Sure enough, when he turned around and looked around, he found that the other person's eyes were clearly on him at this moment.
"You want to kill me?"
He squinted his eyes, a flash of light flashed away, and he looked directly at Zhen Ming.
"In the Chaos God Tomb, you killed dozens of ancient god masters from the five major families. This debt will have to be settled one day, but not now, at least not at this moment, during the Xuantian Saint Ceremony." Zhen Ming said.
, the words were very direct, making the atmosphere of the scene immediately tense.
"You couldn't kill me two months ago, and now it's even more impossible." Mo Wangchen shook his head and said calmly.
It's not that he is arrogant, but he is stating a fact.
After practicing in the formation space for five years, at this moment, I am already at the peak of the third level of the Ancient God Realm.
Compared to when he fought against Jian Yi in the past, his strength was at least several levels stronger.
Even if Zhen Ming gets an opportunity in Luan Shen Tomb, how much can he grow after more than two months of hard training?
And as time goes by, the gap between him and Mo Wangchen will only become more and more obvious!
"Although you defeated Jian Yi and are now famous all over the world, I am completely different from what I was two months ago." Zhen Ming sneered, his eyes full of confidence.
He got a great opportunity in the Chaos God Tomb. It has only been two months since now, and he has already grown a lot. As long as he gives himself enough time, one year, or two years, after he has completely digested that opportunity, he must never forget it.
Dust is just a snap of the finger!
Of course, all this is just Zhen Ming’s own opinion.
Mo Wangchen shook his head, his tone still calm, "I am different now from two months ago. I defeated Chen Ziyun with one move last night, but you just fought with him, but you used at least 80% of your strength."
This is the gap. Although Mo Wangchen didn't say it clearly, everyone present could hear the meaning of this. For a while, the atmosphere in the scene became much more tense.
"Two of you, today is my Xuantian Saint Assembly. Everyone regards peace as the most important thing. If you have anything to do, please put it aside for the time being."
Several elders of Xuantian Sect were alerted, and now they have to stop them. Otherwise, if the situation continues to ferment, the two people will inevitably fight. As the host, Xuantian Sect will not be in a good position.
Did it.
"Brother Zhen, we will settle the feud between the five major families sooner or later with Mo Wangchen. Let's put it aside for today, and don't embarrass these seniors of the Xuantian Sect." Today, in addition to Zhen Ming, the five major families naturally also
Many young geniuses came and stood up one after another at this moment and spoke to persuade.
Zhen Ming snorted coldly, finally withdrew his gaze, walked down the stage, and left here with the support of everyone from the five major families.
"How is it? Didn't you just say that Chen Ziyun would win? But what will be the result?"
After Zhen Ming and others had completely left, Mu Ling turned to look at Song Siyi and suddenly smiled and spoke.
Song Siyi snorted coldly but said nothing, but she became increasingly angry and finally couldn't help but said, "Their fight is over. It's rare for me to come to Donghuang. I would like to meet the proud daughter of the same generation in Donghuang."
Are you interested in competing with me based on your strength?"
"Junior sister Song."
As soon as she spoke, Gu Jianchen frowned again, obviously feeling a little angry in his heart. Song Siyi had such a personality and always loved to cause trouble, which made people very helpless.
Moreover, in Gu Jianchen's view, the woman following Mo Wangchen might be the eldest lady of an ancient family in the Eastern Wasteland, with an unusual status. If she was really injured in the battle, how could the family behind her let it go?
"Forget it, I have no interest in fighting with you."
Mu Ling smiled, she was indeed not interested. Although Song Siyi was the senior sister of Nanhuang Wenxin Palace, her strength was only at the third level of the Ancient God. She was not even as good as Zhen Ming just now, so how could she be worthy of it?
Fight on your own?
The majestic young master of the Baibao Pavilion has a status comparable to that of a saint, so how can he be inferior in strength?
"Are you not interested, or do you dare not?"
Song Siyi sneered and said very bluntly.
"disease."
Suddenly, there was a slight sound of breaking wind coming from behind, and a beautiful shadow came from behind Xuantian Sect.
"It's Saint Yunxi!"
Someone exclaimed, and the person who came out turned out to be the most stunning strange woman in the world in Donghuang, the Saint of Yunxi, Luo Qing.
"Gu has seen a fairy, and the fairy's style remains the same."
Saint Yunxi came to the front of Mo Wangchen and his group, and slowly descended. Gu Jianchen took the lead to walk out and bowed her hands in respect.
"I have met Brother Gu." Luo Qing nodded in response. She had naturally seen him in the Juxian Manor last night, but at this moment, this man was actually standing with Mo Wangchen, which made people feel a little strange.
But she didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she turned her gaze to Mu Ling and said with a smile, "Sister Mu Ling is here too."