"Everyone, tell me, which sect will be number one in the Tianjiao martial arts competition this time?"
"It must be the Burning Sky Pavilion. The Fire Cloud Palace of the Burning Sky Pavilion sent three geniuses. It is said that the son of the God of Fire is here."
"Not necessarily. This time the Hidden Moon Sect also has all the elites of the younger generation. Even the senior brother He Jiangheng has been mobilized. They may not lose to the Son of the Fire God you mentioned."
"Haha, it's far behind. He Jiangheng can't even compete with the son of the Fire God, Lingxiao Pavilion, Qianyuan Sect, or even the proud sons of the Ancient Clan and the Duanmu Clan. I'll tell you clearly, He Jiangheng can only enter the top eight at most."
"No way. He Jiangheng got third place in the last competition. Three years have passed. There is no reason why he can't even get into the top four. I have put all my wealth on him. Don't scare me."
"Who are you trying to scare you? In the last Tianjiao Competition, many of the top ten geniuses from many sects didn't come, so he got an advantage. This time, these sects started to pay attention to it. If he wants to get an advantage again, he can It’s not that simple anymore.”
Mu Yu and Xu Xuan'er arrived at the entrance of the competition venue, received their registration badges, and walked into the competition venue.
Not far away, a malicious gaze stared at Mu Yu.
"As expected, you entered the competition! Ada, give this note to Deacon Xu and ask him to make arrangements."
Han Yibang lay on a master's chair in the VIP area of the auditorium and handed a note to the slave beside him. The slave left immediately after responding.
His eyes turned to Mu Yu again, and the anger in his heart made him unable to suppress it.
Originally, he was also going to participate in the Tianjiao martial arts competition.
But because three days ago, Mu Yu was beaten all over his body with bruises and broken bones, and he has not recovered yet.
Therefore, I had to lie down on the master's chair and be a bystander.
He really wanted to mobilize the city guards of the ancient city to deal with Mu Yu severely.
However, three days ago, Holy Emperor Cangyu had already spoken. No one should embarrass or retaliate against Mu Yu, otherwise he would be an enemy of him.
This made Han Yibang want to retaliate but was helpless, and he had nowhere to vent his anger.
At this moment, Han Yibang's eyes were murderous.
If looks could kill, Mu Yu would have died hundreds of times.
In the competition arena.
Mu Yuruo felt something and turned to look at Han Yibang in the VIP area.
Han Yibang suddenly felt that his whole body was cold, as if he had fallen into a cold cave.
The cold feeling didn't dissipate until Mu Yu stopped looking at him.
"I'll let you be arrogant now, and you'll cry when the test comes!" Han Yibang said with anger in his heart.
Before the official competition begins, a test will be conducted to screen the contestants.
If you can't even pass the test, you won't even be eligible to participate.
"The test officially begins!"
"In front of you is a huge copper stone that weighs one thousand kilograms. If you can push it ten feet away with one palm without using any mysterious skills, you will pass the test."
"Now, everyone will find the copper stone with the same number according to the number they registered on the plate."
A middle-aged man with a stern expression and wearing a brocade robe stood in front of hundreds of contestants and said coldly.
Mu Yu glanced at his number, 666.
After scanning around, I finally found my bronze stone.
The copper stone No. 665 on the side belongs to Xu Xuan'er.
"With Master Mu around, it really puts a lot of pressure on the little girl. I hope that Master Mu can be merciful and don't abuse the little girl."
Xu Xuan'er teased with a smile on her face, pinching her nose.
"That's okay, at worst I'll just use one finger." Mu Yu smiled lightly.