"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Xun'er raised his eyebrows and said coldly.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mu Yu's strength is far stronger than Hun Yuan. What does this have to do with luck
Mu Yu walked off the competition stage.
After nodding to Xu Xuan'er, he sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes to rest.
To be honest, he has little interest in other people's battles.
Next, seven other groups of duels also started one after another.
Xu Xuan'er was lucky and met a relatively weak opponent.
After the two fought for a hundred moves, Xu Xuan'er finally found a flaw in her opponent and knocked him off the stage.
Lie Shenzi was very relaxed and defeated his opponent with just one move.
The second round of competition begins.
Mu Yu's opponent was Gu Ming, the genius of the ancient clan.
"You finally met Brother Gu Ming, and your good luck will end here."
Gu Caiyi felt a little relieved. Gu Ming had given her guidance on how to practice.
He has always been the person she admires the most, and in her mind, he is an invincible existence.
"You are very strong, but when you meet me, Gu Ming, I can only say that you are very unfortunate."
Gu Ming was obviously a rather arrogant person, and he spoke rudely from the beginning.
"Oh." Mu Yu replied coldly: "It's better to wait until you defeat me before saying this to avoid getting your face swollen."
"It's normal for you to be unconvinced now."
Gu Ming stuck his sword on the ground and stood on the hilt with his whole body, looking very cool. Gu Caiyi in the audience had stars in his eyes.
He continued: "Every one of my opponents was just like you. They were very dissatisfied with me at first, but after fighting with me, no one had the courage to fight me again."
Mu Yu didn't say anything anymore. For a person who keeps showing off as soon as he gets started, no matter how much he talks, it's useless.
The only way to deal with them is to defeat them severely with strength.
Seeing Mu Yu's silence, Gu Ming felt a little proud. He subconsciously thought that Mu Yu was already afraid of him.
He jumped down from the hilt of the sword, pulled out the sword, held it in his hand, walked up to Mu Yu, and said, "I can give you a chance to admit defeat on your own initiative."
"Otherwise, I won't be merciful after the competition begins."
"Why do you talk so much nonsense!"
Mu Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. With a movement of his spiritual power, the Sky Splitting Sword appeared in his hand.
He mobilized his spiritual power and struck directly at Gu Ming's body with his sword.
The Sky Splitting Sword is a heavy sword!
The heavy sword has no edge! But it’s so powerful!
It's like a stick from God.
There was a roaring and harsh sound in the air, like thunder on the ground.
Such a sudden attack caught Gu Ming off guard.
In panic, he raised the sword in his hand and tried his best to resist.
Click!
A crisp sound.
The sword in his hand actually broke into two halves, the tiger's mouth was cracked open, and blood flowed out.
The entire body was hammered into the floor like a nail.
Only the upper half was left exposed in the air.
"You actually made a sneak attack!"
Gu Ming's face was filled with anger, and he was gnashing his teeth in hatred towards Mu Yu.
Mu Yu didn't bother to talk nonsense to him and kicked him upwards, hitting his chin.
His whole body was kicked from the ground into the air, and then fell hard to the ground.
All the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart, he couldn't stand up at all, and he completely lost his fighting ability.