Ling Xue wore a veil to cover up her beautiful face, looked at the martial arts arena indifferently, and walked to the high place in the corner. She simply nodded to Yue Qing who was on the martial arts stage, as a greeting, and stood there quietly, ignoring the amazed and astonished gazes and discussions of the audience.
Like a blooming snow lotus, it not only permeates the cold air, but also gives people a sense of holiness and purity.
"Yueqing and Lingxue, they are both beautiful. It's a rare encounter."
"Today is really a feast for the eyes."
"Yueqing came here for Qin Ming, why did Lingxue come here?"
"Why do you care so much? There are games to watch and beauties to admire. Today is really enjoyable."
The commotion caused by Ling Xue's arrival lasted for a long time, and just when they were about to calm down, another special person came to the scene.
Mu Cheng! Jin Ling's disciple, Jin Jian Mu Cheng!
"Why is he here? Qin Ming's challenge is worthy of him to watch the battle?" His personal disciple Ding Dian has a majestic body and an ugly face, but his aura is very wild, like a standing beast. Mu Cheng snorted coldly.
"Hehe, how could he care about Qin Ming's battle, he just came to see how Qin Ming died." Han Qianye approached Ding Dian with a smile. His aura, the phantom sword that few people have practiced has been used to the extreme by him, and there are few rivals among the many powerful personal disciples.
Mu Cheng is masculine and handsome, with deep eyes and a very prominent temperament. In the hearts of Qingyun Sect disciples, the word Mu Cheng is very important. He is a genius among geniuses, one in a thousand.
The status of Jin Ling's disciple is his highest honor.
Both male and female disciples are in awe of him. When a person's talent and achievements have far surpassed himself, and he can only look up to him, there will be no jealousy, only envy and admiration.
Mu Cheng ignored the restlessness in the martial arts arena, and stood at the corner of the martial arts arena with a cold face, waiting for the competition to start, but occasionally looking at Yueqing with slightly soft eyes.
He is indifferent by nature and rarely gets close to others. None of the hundreds of thousands of disciples in the martial arts arena dared to talk to him, and no one stood in front of him. Consciously or unintentionally, he made a passage to the martial arts stage, so that he could easily watch the battle .
The atmosphere at the scene continued to be enthusiastic. The appearance of Mu Cheng, Tieshanhe, Yueqing, Lingxue, and Ding Dian and other personal disciples made today's competition more exciting, and the standard was raised invisibly. Usually, it is rare to have the opportunity to make these famous Great people get together.
Not long after, Mu Zixiu was surrounded by more than a dozen disciples and came to the martial arts arena, and immediately became the focus of the audience.
Many direct disciples watched him with fixed eyebrows.
They all already knew that Mu Zixiu was taken away by the Great Elder to train him personally. That is the Great Elder. Qingyun Sect ranks among the top five in terms of strength. Time personally trained him, this time he took Mu Zixiu to retreat for a month for the first time, which made people envious and jealous.
If it wasn't for this challenge, how could the Great Elder personally train him? Mu Zixiu made a lot of money.
With a smile on his face, Mu Zixiu walked to the stage amidst countless screams and compliments. He liked this scene very much and enjoyed the atmosphere. He has indeed grown significantly during this month. Not only has his realm reached the peak of the seventh heaven, but he has also fully comprehended the True Thunder Trial, and there are even more surprising gains.
He understood the meaning of the Great Elder, since he spent so much energy on cultivating himself, he would expect corresponding gains.
How do you play today? Abolish Qin Ming! Completely destroy his martial arts, let's see how arrogant he is.
"Mu Zixiu's aura should be at the peak of the seventh heaven."
"The Great Elder personally trained him. It is reasonable to be at the peak of the Seventh Heaven. I suspect that he may have obtained other benefits."
"Mu Zixiu is coming aggressively, Qin Ming is in danger today."
"Qin Ming has brute force, but he is vulnerable to Mu Zixiu's thunder and lightning martial arts."
"Qin Ming's realm is too low."
Many disciples saw Mu Zixiu's change, and there was another burst of envious and jealous discussions.
Mu Zixiu was excited when he saw Yueqing, Mu Cheng, Tie Shanhe and others. Such a scene and such a spectator lineup were worthy of Mu Zixiu's appearance.
When he saw Ling Xue, the smile on his face deepened.
He loves Lingxue.
"Where is Qin Ming?" Mu Zixiu was concentrating, preparing for a gorgeous 'bloom'.
But…
What about people? Qin Ming seems to be absent.
"Where is Qin Mingren? Why hasn't he come yet?"
"Isn't it because of fear? The difference in realm is too great, and you may die if you come here."
"Could it be that he wants to admit defeat directly, and Mu Zixiu will spare him?"
After an hour and a half like this, none of the disciples in the martial arts field saw Qin Ming's shadow, and even Mu Zixiu was tired of standing on the stage. Could it be that this kid is afraid to go on stage
Caiyi is also wondering, it stands to reason that Qin Ming is not the kind who would shrink back, why hasn't he appeared yet
"Senior Sister, what's the matter? Do you want me to look for Mr. Qin?"
"Wait a little longer, he will come."
Not long after, when there was commotion in the Martial Arts Field and people were getting more and more dissatisfied, someone shouted: "Here we come."
Qin Ming only appeared on the stone steps until now, what did he do? He forgot! He actually knew that there was going to be a competition today, and he deliberately prepared for it, but he forgot the time when he was practicing. When he opened his eyes, it was already half morning, so he grabbed a couple of dried steamed buns and pickled vegetables, and rushed here.
When they were about to reach the top of the mountain, the two steamed buns had just finished eating with pickled vegetables. When they saw a small waterfall next to them, they turned around and ran there to drink some cold water and wash their faces. This scene was seen by the disciples on the top of the mountain, with black lines all over their faces, what is this kid doing? Don't you know that today will be related to your life and death? Can I have a snack.
"Are you okay?" Caiyi was the first to go up to her, worried whether Qin Ming was under psychological pressure.
"It's okay, I forgot the time." Qin Ming smiled, walked through the crowd to the martial arts stage, nodded to Yueqing, and then turned to Mu Zixiu: "I've been waiting for a long time."
"Are you kidding me?" Mu Zixiu twitched his lips and sneered. He values face very much, and today's protagonist should be himself, but Qin Ming insisted on delaying him for an hour and a half, making himself stand on stage like a fool.
"We don't seem to have an appointment for a specific time, right? You are in a hurry to show off, can you blame me?" Qin Ming twisted his neck, loosened his shoulders, and moved all his muscles.
"Shame on you, don't blame me for being rude." Mu Zixiu's expression darkened, how dare he contradict me? When can ordinary disciples be arrogant with direct disciples
Qin Ming clenched his fists, made a gesture of diamond strength, and invited Mu Zixiu: "Let's start. Be careful with my fist. It may not hurt you, but it won't just tickle you."
At this time, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd. "Lingwu fifth heaven? Isn't Qin Ming the third heaven?"
The person who exclaimed was Ding Dian, his personal disciple. He had been staring at Qin Ming, and the more he looked at it, the more he was wrong. It was not until Qin Ming raised his aura that he suddenly realized that this was not the aura of the third heaven of Lingwu at all. The fifth heaven is likely to be stabilized.
A month ago, Qin Ming should have been in the third heaven of Lingwu. Breaking through from the third heaven to the fourth heaven in one month should be the limit. How could it be the fifth heaven.
"Five Heavens? It's true." There was a wave of exclamations immediately in the Martial Arts Field.
"Are you at the fifth level of spiritual martial arts?" Mu Zixiu looked solemnly, observing Qin Ming carefully.
"Just broke through." Qin Ming admitted.
"That's right, it looks like it." Mu Zixiu quickly calmed down, but he found it interesting. If Qin Ming was only in the third and fourth heavens, he wouldn't have the motivation to torture him, and now he finally aroused his interest. Although the realm of the fifth heaven is still a joke in front of the seventh heaven, at least there is something to play with.
Caiyi set up a stick of incense: "Is everything ready? When will it start?"
"Start now." Mu Zixiu walked towards Qin Ming, waited for an hour, was tired of waiting, and didn't bother to talk nonsense, and started directly.
"Accompany you at any time." Qin Ming made a gesture of Vajra Strength.
"I heard that you have practiced Vajra Strength, how far have you practiced?" Mu Zixiu sneered, walking slowly and casually step by step, his deep eyes fixed on Qin Ming, his momentum became more and more condensed, his fighting spirit He became more and more exalted, as if Qin Ming was the only one left in his world.
The war was about to break out, and the atmosphere in the martial arts field became tense.