Mu Yu stood in the ring, looking at Ke Caiquan who was on the wrong side. Ke Caiquan was very proud of his performance in front of Xiaohu. If nothing else happened, Xiaohu was very likely to have another Qingsong Taoist in the world of cultivation in the future. If he could have a relationship with Xiaohu at that time, the price he paid was only How about humiliating a disciple of the Luochen Sect? No one would let go of that kind of job.
"Boy, I'm lucky. He didn't plan to break off my limbs. He was really worried about hurting me. If he wants to slap me a few times, it should be divided, right?"
But whether Cai Quan himself has the cultivation level of the third level of the foundation, he is not as good as 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 the Luochen sect was not allowed to participate in that arena, there were basically no onlookers. After all, everyone came to see the strength of the wrong legs instead of watching a one-sided game. It doesn't make much sense to watch a game where Dong can win without having to make any moves.
"Only the right cheek?" " Mu Yu asked.
"What?" Ke Caiquan thought Mu Yu was stupid for asking such a strange question, and he laughed: "Of course we're coming together!"
"He found that my left and right cheeks were well proportioned. My left cheek was bigger than my right cheek. He looked at me and slapped my right cheek. The right cheek was swollen and it was misproportioned." Mu Yu said.
"Okay, have some backbone!" But Cai Quan didn't expect Mu Yu to be so wrong and shut up, which made him angry. "It seems like a few more slaps will let me know whether a waste is a waste after all. I really don't know how a genius like Xiaohu can be He will become enemies with a loser like me."
But Cai Quan didn't use his magic weapon. He didn't think he had the need to use his magic weapon. It would be ridiculous to ask a practitioner who is in the Qi training period to even have an empty leg! But then he jumped up and bullied Mu Yu. At the same time, he raised his right leg high and hit Mu Yu in the face.
It's too simple, so it's obviously not a unilateral beating!
But Cai Quan relied on his ability to build the third level of foundation and didn't pay attention to Mu Yu who was in the Qi training period. In his opinion, his own speed might be nothing more than a fast phantom in Mu Yu's eyes. It would be impossible for the wrong party to see his movements clearly, let alone avoid his slap. He saw that Mu Yu didn't even move, and thought that the kid was scared to death
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 thinking about how he could humiliate Mu Yu, slap him a few times, and break the kid's teeth.
His legs did not move away, as if someone had tightly clamped his legs and arms.
But Cai Quan was startled, and found that his slap could not be moved away. He turned around and saw that Mu Yu's legs had grabbed his wrists at some point. He was surprised, but suddenly there was a crisp sound on his face, and then Despite the burning pain, he didn't realize that the right side of his face was swollen, and he vaguely felt like there were some hard particles in his mouth.
"Snapped!"
There was another clear sound, but Cai Quan finally spat out the foreign object in his mouth, along with a mouthful of blood mixed with several teeth. He didn't appreciate his teeth because his chest felt tight and his whole body flew out heavily and fell to the east of the ring.
"The Luochen Sect wins!"
Mu Yu didn't even look at Ke Caiquan, and walked directly to the east ring and left. No one was paying attention to that arena, and even if everyone fell to the east and caused a muffled sound, everyone would take a quick look and then ignore it. After all, is this a competition, and does the prerequisite for winning require knocking someone out of the arena? This situation is no longer common.
In a competition, one person must be knocked off the stage. Everyone thought that the person on the east side of the stage was just a disciple of the Fei Luochen Sect.
"My left and right faces must be misaligned." Mu Yu said softly as he walked past Ke Caiquan.
"No one is allowed in here?" Kecai had several of his teeth knocked out. His mouth was filled with wind when he closed his mouth. He stood up with slurred speech and looked at Mu Yu in disbelief.
"He doesn't understand what I'm saying." Mu Yu shrugged and walked back. There was a referee nearby, and none of them were practitioners at the Golden Core stage. Although Cai Quan was extremely angry and wanted to attack from behind, he finally held back.
Mu Yu knew what he was asking for, but he just wanted to say "I am not in the Qi training stage." Originally, he never said that he was a Qi training stage practitioner, so he could use his Qi training method because of the Luochen mentality. He restrained himself, so in everyone's eyes Mu Yu was just a rookie in the Qi training period.
Those people look down on Mu Yu and are careless, which also saves Mu Yu a lot of trouble, otherwise it would not be that simple for him to win with all his talents, at least he has used two tricks.
In five consecutive competitions, Mu Yu's wrong legs were all of one or two levels of foundation building. The wrong side was a disciple of the Luochen Sect, and he was a young man in the Qi training period. He didn't care at all and sent a disciple with low strength to the scene. , Disciples with high strength need to recharge their energy and use it to defeat other powerful sects.
No matter how seriously that disciple took the competition, as soon as he heard about the Luochen Sect and the Qi Training Period, most of his wariness went away. So after Mu Yu won five consecutive competitions, he still did not get the attention of other sects. Then Very rare.
Unless you encounter the Qingsong sect.
The sixth competition is whether the Luochen sect misses the Qingsong sect. The Qingsong Sect's competitions are almost always watched by disciples from other sects, because the Qingsong Sect is a giant in the world of cultivation, and the skills of each of their disciples are remarkable and worth learning from the eyes of other sects' disciples.
Every year in the past, the Qingsong Sect maintained their winning streak and became the undisputed number one, so everyone would watch every game and figure out how to defeat their weaknesses.
Mu Yu stood in the ring. Unsurprisingly, the Qingsong sect sent out Xiao Hu, who had the lowest cultivation level. Maybe it was because of Xiao Hu, or maybe it was because of the Luochen sect, so two good disciples from the sect stood in the ring, and the audience appeared. A one-sided trend.
"Go east! Is it true that the Luochen Sect sent a disciple in the Qi training period to make fun of you?"
"Can he come and see Xiaohu's dignity, and have sex with Xiaohu, so that he can have bragging rights when he goes back?"
It was rare for Mu Yu's competition to have so many spectators, and those spectators were all booing. Xiaohu showed up three times tomorrow and amazed everyone. With his cultivation level of the first level of foundation building, he defeated the disciples of other sects who were higher than him. His talent made people sigh and envy him, but no one dared to speak against him. No, after all, he is regarded as the most likely descendant to surpass Taoist Qingsong.
"He bet that kid can hold on for five breaths."
"Five breaths? Am I giving him too much credit? Can I kill him with just one breath?"
"He won't just kneel down and beg for mercy, right?"
"Let's be honest, that young man from the Luochen Sect is not a simple man. He watched him compete in a game and he won very well."
"Come on, am I a naval force invited by the Luochen Sect?"
It's true that no one has ever seen Mu Yu's competition, and it's true that some people have paid attention to Yidong, let alone those sects defeated by Mu Yu. In that case, no sect would tell the fact that they lost to the Luochen sect. It was a very shameful thing. Those who shut up were the disciples who had never had any relationship with the Luochen sect, and those disciples would naturally not believe it. The rumor that the Luochen faction won the competition.
Will a rookie in the Qi training period of the Luochen Sect win? No kidding!
"Two years ago I talked about the future, so tomorrow he will tell me what the future is." Xiaohu's Cangsong Sword floated beside him. He has a level of foundation building, but with that sword, many people have built a foundation. No one in the fifth heaven denied that he had a wrong leg, so he relied on that sword very much.
"Oh, let me tell you." Mu Yu looked at Xiaohu quietly. Just like in the previous five competitions, before crossing the leg, he always wanted to express his own contempt for the wrong leg. He didn't seem to laugh at the Luochen faction. Then The competition loses its meaning.
"Gray disciples will always be gray disciples. Even if I join a useless sect and be taught by a useless master, I, 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 those words to him. He is counting on me to say something constructive."
The other sects were laughing at his background, and then he gave him a hard lesson, and they learned what it meant to be slapped in the face. The only thing Xiaohu relied on was the pine sword. Without that sword, he would have nothing. Xiaohu found that Mu Yu did not become angry as expected, but seemed so calm, which made him very unhappy.
"I remember looking for Deacon very much, right? I don't know why he gets irritated every time I see him when he goes to the academy, because he will always protect us gray disciples. Could it be that he has forgotten that he is a gray disciple and he doesn't want to see him? So he took him to the monster forest, left him in the territory of the second-level monster, and let him become the monster's meal. He didn't like the gray disciples, nor did he like the people who protected the gray disciples. He felt that the school should be organized by Manage by someone who truly understands the difference between master and servant.”
There is a hint of cruelty in Xiaohu's face. This kind of cruelty should not appear in a fourteen-year-old boy, but Xiaohu is held up like a star, and he thinks that he will not survive if he mistakes someone who does not suit his liking. His heart was in the sky because of his own talent. In his eyes, the master of the world of cultivation was a disciple with good talent.
Deacon Xun is dead!
Mu Yu's brain froze, a little empty and red. Deacon Xun is in charge of the gray disciples who are not required by the school, and he himself is also a gray disciple. Mu Yu still remembered that when he was humiliated by Xiaohu, Deacon Fu Xun stood up to protect their gray disciples, and Deacon Fu Xun told Xiao Hu that before the age of sixteen, gray disciples were not servants of the school.
At that time, Deacon Xun already knew Xiaohu's future and did not care about it. He could choose to let Mu Yu be insulted by Xiao Hu, or whether to directly curry favor with Xiao Hu and force Mu Yu to apologize to Xiao Hu, but he did not. He has been a gray disciple all his life, a Dongren all his life, and has been looked down upon by countless cultivators. Is it because of this that he feels pity for the gray disciples, and is it also because of this that he feels the need to protect the gray disciples.
Unexpectedly, Deacon Xun's uprightness was resented by a so-called genius disciple. Moreover, under the coercion of the order, he entered the territory of the second-order monster beast with his cultivation level in the Qi training period. There was no chance of success. The gray disciple chose to stay in the school at the expense of his status as a servant, hoping to gain the favor of the elders of other sects, join a certain sect, and truly become a member of the world of cultivation. But Deacon Fu Xun spent his whole life in exchange for such an end.
"I killed Deacon Xun."
Mu Yu's voice was trembling. When he took Tianran to the school to look for someone, he really wanted to find Deacon Xun. Did someone tell him that Deacon Xun was out on a mission? He didn't see Deacon Xun.
Mu Yu remembered very well what he said to Deacon Xun. If one day Mu Yu succeeded in practicing, he would come back and take Deacon Xun away. If nothing else, just so that Deacon Xun can stand up when the gray disciples need comfort most, so that Deacon Xun can break free from the clutches of the school!
"If there really is such a day, if it is really possible to leave there, then I will be willing to become my servant. It is better to be ordered by me alone than by so many people!"
If you were looking for a deacon, you would stubbornly choose to stay in Dongfang when you were young, but when you are old, you would always think about escaping from school. Mu Yu originally thought that he would enter the golden elixir stage before looking for Deacon Xun. At that time, Deacon Xun could leave the school as his servant, and then let Deacon Xun remain anonymous and live the life he wanted.
Otherwise it would be too late. Deacon Xun could not wait until Mu Yu entered the golden elixir stage.
"Disobedient servants must not stay in the academy."
Xiaohu found out that what he had done affected Mu Yu, and he felt happy in his heart. He looked down on the gray disciples and the masters of the academy. Like all cultivators, he looked down on those who worked for the academy. No one would be willing to lead the gray disciples of the academy out of misery. No one would waste that time. In everyone's eyes, Gray Disciples should not be servants to cultivators!
"He's obviously blushing."
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 Mingyue, he did not lose himself. He thought about looking for the deacon, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness.
Deacon Xun said, if I choose to stay in the school, I will be a servant of the school for the rest of my 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, and he was forced to choose the last option.