"What I said is well-founded! In short, I ask for a retest!"
He said solemnly.
The elder of the outer sect was about to refuse on the spot, but Meng Yue said: "What Meng Yu said is not unreasonable, so let him change the fantasy tower and test it again."
Qing Jun said coldly: "Why? The sword quality competition has been retested several times, and the sword heart competition is coming again? How many points to save!"
Meng Yue said indifferently: "Are you afraid that the disciple you brought back will embarrass you?"
"Shameful? He has already won enough glory this time, why should he be embarrassed? When it comes to shame, your grandson is the one who is embarrassed, right?"
Qingjun was tit for tat.
Meng Yue's face darkened and he said coldly: "It's still unclear who will be embarrassed in the end. As the Great Elder, I request a retest!"
Qing Jun said coldly: "You said the test should be retested? I object as the leader of Yanxia Peak. There is no problem with his results!"
Meng Yu took a step forward at this time, stared at Qing Jun and sneered: "Since there is no problem, why don't you dare to retake the test? You just want to use your identity as the peak master to cheat this big competition for him!"
All the disciples looked at each other in shock. Meng Yu was really too bold to speak to a peak master in such a tone to his face.
Although many people know that the Meng family is hostile to Qing Jun, it is too crazy to be so disrespectful in front of Qing Jun and everyone else.
"Meng Yu! Don't be too presumptuous!"
Tan Cong scolded.
The aura at the peak of Kongming Realm surged out, causing Meng Yu's body to tremble.
But soon, this momentum was offset by Meng Yue's momentum.
Meng Yue said: "Sect Master, Meng Yu is just arguing based on reason. Is it possible that our Spiritual Sword Sect is an unreasonable place?"
Tan Cong looked at Meng Yue coldly.
Meng Yue looked at him without any fear.
For a while, the atmosphere was very depressing.
At this time, Mu Bei looked at Meng Yu: "If you want to retest, you can, but I won't retest casually. Let's bet again."
Meng Yu Leng said: "How to bet?"
Mu Bei looked at him: "It's very simple. If the result of my retest is not like this, I will let you kill or chop me into pieces. However, if the result of my retest is still like this, you give me
Kneel down, kowtow three times, and then call me great-grandfather."
Meng Yu's face turned cold.
Here we go again?!
"Why, don't you dare?"
Mubei Road.
Meng Yu stared at Mu Bei and said after a moment: "Why don't you dare?! Okay! I'll bet with you!"
He is not willing to give in!
I am dedicated to the art of swordsmanship and have always been the best in the same realm. Now, my sword quality has been suppressed by Mu Bei. How could my state of mind also be suppressed? Impossible!
He firmly believed that there was definitely something wrong with Mubei's test this time!
How can one person break through the illusion in the illusion tower in almost zero time?! This is absolutely impossible!
Mu Bei looked at him: "Okay, let's sign the bet agreement."
Meng Yu said coldly: "No need! How can I, Meng Yu..."
Mu Bei interrupted him: "Shut up. I've already gone back on my word once. If I hadn't had the evidence, I would have let you down!"
Meng Yu's face turned blue and red!
Mu Bei didn't talk nonsense with him, and quickly made a paper bet with him, with each of them still holding one share.
"let's start!"
Meng Yu sneered.
Everyone's eyes fell on Mu Bei again.
Mu Bei walked to a fantasy tower nearby, glanced at Meng Yu, and stepped directly into it.
Everyone stared closely.
Meng Yu Leng said: "I don't believe you..."
After saying this, Mu Bei walked out of the tower.
Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was shocked and angry: "No..."
Mu Bei took over his words: "Impossible, this is not accurate, there is something wrong with this tower as well."
With that said, he stepped directly into the third fantasy tower.
Then, the next moment, he walked out again.
The disciples in the other six fantasy towers have already walked out. He stepped into each fantasy tower one after another and walked out as soon as he stepped into it.
Suddenly, the whole audience was stunned.
"Although I knew that his first result was accurate and no problem, but... I was still so surprised! This... is so strong!"
Some disciples swallowed their saliva.
It took almost zero time to break through the illusion of the fantasy tower!
So scary!
Tan Cong held back this time and did not laugh as excitedly as before. He just looked at Meng Yue teasingly: "What did Elder Meng say?"
Meng Yue's face turned cold.
Tan Cong chuckled.
"Impossible! How is this possible?!"
Meng Yu's face was distorted, with frustration, anger and unwillingness filling his entire face.
Why did he lose to Mubei again?!
Why is this happening!
He is so strong. He broke the illusion in fifteen breaths and broke the record of the Sword Sect Fantasy Tower. Why is Mu Bei stronger than him?!
He wanted to look up to the sky and roar!
Hate it!
So hateful!
At this time, Mu Bei looked at him: "Let's make a travel bet."
He shook the paper bet in his hand.
Meng Yu stared at Mu Bei ferociously, his fingers once again sinking deeply into the flesh and blood of his palms, and blood overflowed from his fists.
"Hurry, time is precious, don't waste everyone's time."
Mubei Road.
Everyone stared at Meng Yu.
Meng Yu's body was trembling, and he stared at the paper bet in Mu Bei's hand. He knelt down unwillingly and kowtowed three times quickly: "Great-grandfather!"
Mu Bei nodded and smiled and agreed happily: "Hey, great-grandson is good!"
Meng Yu's face was almost twisted into a ball, and his teeth were almost broken.
At this time, Mu Bei looked at Meng Yue: "Xiao Meng, look, he has already called me great-grandfather. Should you call me dad?"
Everyone: "???"
Xiao Meng?
Call me daddy?
Ah this...
What a great guy!
Even Tan Cong was stunned and could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Meng Yue's old face instantly became ferocious: "You are looking for death!"
boom!
The aura at the peak of the Kongming Realm suddenly exploded, and a majestic divine light pressed towards Mu Bei like a galaxy.
Qing Jun hummed softly, and a powerful divine radiance surged out, blocking the divine radiance that Meng Yue was pressing toward Mu Bei.
Meng Yue looked at Qing Jun with broad eyes, his eyes as sharp as daggers.
Qing Jun was fearless and looked at Meng Yue coldly. The two of them were in a confrontation, neither was weaker or stronger than the other.
Tan Cong looked at Qing Jun and said, "Qing Jun, stop it. The competition will continue. Don't let the disciples laugh."
Although he asked Qing Jun to stop, anyone could tell at this time that these words were mocking Meng Yue.
Qing Jun lost his momentum.
Meng Yue clenched his hands tightly.
"Mu Bei, sword heart duel, one breath!"
The elder from the outer sect spoke up.
Next, the sword-shin competition continued, and the remaining disciples quickly completed the test, bringing the result of this competition to a conclusion.
There is no doubt that Mubei is still number one!
It takes nearly zero time to break through the illusion, no one can compare!
The elder of the outer sect allowed all the participating disciples to rest briefly, and then began the third round of sword fighting.
A sword fight is a duel of force.
One-on-one arena match!
Since only the top ten were ranked in the competition, and the comprehensive results of sword quality and sword heart had been released, the disciples who were completely out of the top ten were eliminated, and in the end only thirty people were left to participate in the sword strength competition.
"In order to reflect the fairness, the combatants and the order of the combat will be determined by drawing lots. Due to the large number of people, it will take several rounds of fighting to complete the competition. If there is an odd number of people on the way, one person will be selected by drawing lots to directly advance to the next round of fighting. Finally, the overall results will be calculated