The ten groups of disciples who first stood on Ye Li's side of the ring displayed the gold attribute. When they made their moves, they were surrounded by gold spiritual energy, which transformed into swords that emitted sharp cold light.
Coincidentally, his opponent, the disciple from Group 7 of the East Court, was also using the metal attribute.
The same Yunlingjin boxing technique performed completely differently in his hands.
The gold-based spiritual energy around him not only transformed into a looming sword, but also into armor and a shield, which looked like a strict combination of offense and defense.
The two men started fighting as soon as they met.
After all, this disciple from Group 10 of the West Court was a beginner and had no practical experience at all. The gap between him and his opponent in terms of the use of spiritual energy was too huge.
His attacks could only be released according to the sequence of boxing movements, with almost no flexibility.
Whenever he wanted to make some adjustments, he would often make mistakes due to his nervousness and the constant attacks and interference from his opponents, which prevented the gold spiritual energy around him from gathering smoothly.
Without the protection of the Gold Element's spiritual energy, he immediately became more vulnerable. After being hit by several consecutive fists fused with the Gold Element's spiritual energy, he immediately fell to the ground, retching non-stop, his face turning blue.
The opponent had no intention of stopping. After beating him to the ground, the moves in his hands kept changing. The weapon transformed from the gold element spiritual energy began to cut around the disciple from Group 10 of the West Courtyard.
After a few breaths, there was no intact piece of cloth on the body of this disciple from Group 10. All his clothes were cut into strips and hung on his body, making him look like a beggar.
Just when he was angry, the game was not over yet. The opponent took advantage of the last opportunity and punched and kicked him, knocking him to the ground and completely losing his fighting ability.
Two sticks of incense later, Mu Rongxuan and the deacon of Group 7 simultaneously announced the end of the first round of actual combat.
Everyone stopped after the order was given, only to find that all the people standing on the arena were from the seven groups of disciples, all with relaxed expressions on their faces.
The ten groups of disciples in the first round all seemed to have turned into a ball of mud, lying on the ground with bruised faces and noses, unable to move.
Mu Rongxuan seemed to have known about this situation for a long time and didn't say much.
The injuries of the disciples lying on the ground were not too serious. After resting for a while, they supported themselves and stood up, then walked down the stage one by one.
In their opinion, the battle just now was absolutely a humiliating one for them. They never expected that the other party would be so cruel.
After all of them were humiliated, they had no way to retaliate, and in the end they could only endure the pain all over their bodies and walk down from the ring, and then the second group of people came on stage.
At this time, Hou Weihuan was the second person to enter the ring on Ye Li's side. After looking at Ye Li and Mu Tianzhi, he said to Mu Tianzhi: "You!
Yes, it’s you. Come on up, let’s play together at the next stop.
The brat next to you is Du Peng's type, I'll give him a chance to avenge his previous humiliation, just let me have my fun first."
When Mu Tianzhi heard the other party's provocation, he glanced at Ye Li next to him, turned around and walked to the stage.
After looking at his opponent, Mu Tianzhi turned his head and looked at Ye Li. After seeing the worry in Ye Li's eyes, he smiled and said, "Ye Li, I'll go up first. You don't have to worry about me. I'm sure I'll be fine.
Watch our fighting style more and be mentally prepared. Your round was much harder than mine."
After finishing his words, Mu Tianzhi slowly walked onto the stage, with a dull expression on his face, showing no fear at all.
His calmness seemed to make Hou Weihuan uncomfortable. He snorted coldly and said, "How dare you be so sure that you will be fine? It seems that you still don't understand my methods very well. I will let you broaden your horizons and fully understand what fear feels like."
Mu Tianzhi's honest and dull face does look like he is easy to bully, but at this moment his eyes are flashing with a cunning light.
He glanced at Hou Weihuan and said, "My master is the Alchemy Saint An Changsheng, and I work as an Alchemist here."
His words made Hou Weihuan slightly stunned, and then he said in confusion: "What do you mean, are you going to use your master to scare me
This is the Imperial City. No matter how famous your master is, I can still teach you a lesson on the stage, and even if your master stands under the stage, he can't stop me."
Mu Tianzhi smiled and shook his head, saying: “No, I don’t want to rely on my master’s name to scare you, but I want to tell you that I am very good at refining pills.
Last month, I accepted more than a dozen alchemy commissions in just four days. Next month, there will be even more commissions. After all, there are not enough alchemists in the entire sect.
If you dare to be ruthless to me, I will take all the commissions next month without charging any fees. There is only one condition for asking me to refine the elixir, and that is to find a reason to teach you a lesson.
Your name is Hou Weihuan, right? I recognize you, from Group 7 of the East Courtyard. I believe the conditions I offer will surely attract many people to trouble you. If your life gets better one day in the future, come find me and I will apologize to you immediately. "
Mu Tianzhi's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Hou Weihuan's heart so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.
Ye Li in the audience suddenly burst into laughter. He really didn't expect that his good friend would say such a thing.
These words obviously seemed a bit shameless, but for some reason, they sounded unusually comfortable to his ears. Even the disciple from Group 10 who had just been taught a lesson had a smile in his eyes.
Hou Weihuan was a little dumbfounded and was about to say something, but found that he didn't know how to say it.
The other party clearly looked like a rogue, and it was obvious that he didn't care at all about being shameless or not.
He wanted to use this opportunity of practical training to legitimately bully the other party, but the other party used his advantage in the Imperial City to fight back. Hou Weihuan sadly discovered that he could not remain indifferent to the threats uttered by Mu Tianzhi.
Because he understood the situation in the Imperial City. He was an outsider who joined the Imperial City since he was a child. Although most of them had been accepted by the orthodox disciples, they were still considered half-outsider disciples.
If Mu Tianzhi really wanted to help others refine pills for free at the cost of causing trouble for him, he believed that the people who came to cause trouble for him every day would definitely prevent him from even leaving the room.
Just as Mu Tianzhi said, in the entire sect, the disciples have a huge demand for alchemists, which means that alchemists, regardless of whether they are outside disciples or not, have a transcendent status.
Here, no one dares to offend easily.