Mu Yu stands on the challenge arena and looks at Neng Cai Quan. Can Cai is all elated by his performance in front of Xiao Hu. Without any accident, Xiao Hu is likely to be another Qingsong Taoist in the future. If you can get on with Xiao Hu at this time, the price is only to humiliate the disciples of the falling dust sect. Who can't let go of this kind of job.

"Boy, you are very lucky. I didn't intend to break your limbs. It's a pity that I have to worry about hurting you. But I don't think it's too much to slap you? "

Neng Cai's whole body is the cultivation of building the foundation of the triple heaven. He thinks that Mu Yu's breath of Qi training period is ridiculous. The disciples of Qi training period also come to participate in the competition?

Because the challenge arena was attended by the falling dust sect, there were few disciples around. After all, we all look at the strength of the opponent, not to watch the one-sided game. It doesn't make much sense to watch a game that you can win without a hand.

"Left or right?" Mu Yu asked.

"What?" Can Cai Quan thought that Mu Yu was stupid and asked such a strange question. He laughed and said, "of course it's all together!"

"I found that your left and right faces are not symmetrical. Your left face is bigger than your right face. I think it's better to hit your right face. When your right face is swollen, it will be symmetrical." Muyu said.

"Good, backbone!" Can Cai didn't expect Muyu to talk to him like this, which made him angry, "it seems that more slaps, let you know that waste is waste after all, I don't know how Xiaohu's genius can get into a feud with such a waste."

Neng Cai didn't use his magic weapon at all. He didn't think it was necessary for him to use his magic weapon. It would be ridiculous to deal with a cultivator who was practicing Qi with empty hands! Only then can he rise up and bully Muyu. At the same time, his right hand is raised high and he hits Muyu's face.

It's too simple. It's obviously a one-sided beating!

Can Cai Quan is confident that he has built the foundation of the triple heaven, did not pay attention to the wood feather in the period of Qi training. In his opinion, his speed is a fast mirage in Mu Yu's eyes. The other party can't see his own movement clearly, and he can't avoid his slap. He did not move when he saw Muyu move, thinking that this boy was scared to be silly?

He could already imagine Mu Yu being slapped by himself. He even took back a little strength, so as not to beat Muyu out of the field too hard. It would be too boring to end the competition early. He was still thinking about how he would humiliate Mu Yu, slap him a few times and break the boy's teeth?

His hand did not draw down, as if someone had clamped his arm firmly.

Neng CAI was stunned and found that his slap couldn't be pulled down. He turned his head and saw that Muyu's hand had already grasped his wrist and arm. He was so surprised that his face suddenly cracked. Then there was burning pain. He did not realize that his right face was swollen. He felt vaguely that there were some hard particles in his mouth.

"Pa!"

It is a clear sound, can only finally spit out the foreign body in the mouth, accompanied by a mouthful of blood, which is mixed with several teeth. He did not appreciate his teeth, because his chest was stuffy, the whole person had flown out heavily and fell under the challenge arena.

"Falling dust sect, win!"

Muyu didn't even look at it. He just took a full look and walked off the challenge arena. No one paid attention to the challenge arena. Even if they could only fall down and cause a dull sound, they just let everyone take a look at it and then ignore it. After all, it's a contest. The condition to win is to knock people out of the arena. This situation can't be more common.

In a contest, one must be knocked out of the challenge arena. Everyone thinks that the one under the challenge arena is just a disciple of the falling dust sect.

"Your left and right faces should be symmetrical." Wood feather passes can just all around when gently say.

"No one is allowed in the Li or Li?" Neng Cai's whole teeth were knocked out several, and his mouth was windy. He got up with his tongue unclear and looked at Mu Yu in disbelief.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Muyu shrugged and walked back. There are referees nearby. The referees are all practitioners of golden elixir period. Although he is extremely resentful in his heart, he really wants to sneak attack from behind, but he finally resists.

Muyu knew what he was going to say, so he wanted to say "you are not a Qi training period". Originally, he did not say that he was a practitioner of Qi training period, but because of the falling dust mental method, he could restrain his breath. Therefore, in the eyes of all people, Muyu is a rookie in the Qi training period.

These people despise Mu Yu and are careless. This also saves Mu Yu a lot of trouble. Otherwise, it is not so simple for him to win. At least two moves are required.

In five consecutive contests, Mu Yu's opponents are all Jianji yichongtian. The other side doesn't care whether he is a disciple of the falling dust sect or a young man practicing Qi. He sends out disciples with low strength to the stage, and those with high strength should cultivate their strength to deal with other powerful sects.

No matter how seriously the disciples take this competition, when they hear about the falling dust sect and the Qi training period, they are more alert. So when Mu Yu wins five consecutive contests, he still doesn't get the attention of other schools. This is very rare.

Unless you meet the Qingsong school.The sixth competition was the Qingsong School of the falling dust party. In the competition of Qingsong sect, almost all the disciples of other sects watch the battle, because Qingsong sect is a giant in the Xiuzhen world, and the actions of each of their disciples are commendable to the disciples of other sects and worth learning.

In the past, every year the Qingsong school kept a record of winning games in a row, and it was indisputably the first. Therefore, everyone would observe every competition to find out how to defeat their weaknesses.

Muyu stood on the challenge arena. No accident, Qingsong sect sent out the little tiger with the lowest cultivation. Maybe it was because of Xiaohu or because of the falling dust sect. Therefore, two unequal sect disciples stood on the challenge arena, and the audience showed a trend of leaning to one side.

"Go down! Really, is it funny that the disciples of the falling dust sect sent to practice Qi? "

"He may have come to see tiger's honor and fight with him, so he has the capital to boast."

Muyu's competition is very rare, there are so many audience, these audience are in the blind. Xiao Hu played three times today and was astonishing. He defeated the disciples of other sects whose accomplishments were higher than him. His talent was impressive and envious, but no one dared to say that he was not. After all, he was regarded as the most likely successor to surpass Taoist Qingsong.

"I bet the boy won't last five breaths."

"Five breaths? You flatter him too much? If I could get rid of him in one breath

"He won't just kneel down and beg for mercy, will he?"

"Don't tell me, this young man of the falling dust sect is not simple. I watched him compete and won."

"Come on, are you a water soldier from the falling dust sect?"

Not everyone has never seen Mu Yu's competition, but some people pay attention to it, not to mention the schools defeated by Muyu. In this case, no sect will tell the fact that they lost to the falling dust sect, which is a very disgraceful thing. All the disciples who have not met with the falling dust sect will naturally not believe the ghost story that the falling dust sect has won the competition.

Will the Rookies of the falling dust sect win? Be serious.

"Two years ago you said the future, so today I'll tell you what the future is." Xiao Hu's Cangsong sword floats around him. He can only build the foundation of heaven. But with this sword, many people who build the foundation five times are not his opponents. Therefore, he relies on this sword.

"Oh, tell me." Muyu looks at Xiaohu quietly. Like the previous five contests, the opponent always expresses his contempt before the fight. It seems that he doesn't laugh at the falling dust sect, so the competition will lose its meaning.

"The grey disciple is the grey disciple after all. Even if you enter a waste sect, under the guidance of a waste master, you are always a gray disciple!" The tiger is extremely mean.

Muyu was not moved: "is that all? These words have been said to me by many senior brothers of different schools. I hope you can say some constructive words

Other sects were laughing at his background, and then he taught him a good lesson and learned what to call a face slap. Xiaohu relies on only the Cangsong sword. Without the sword, he is nothing. Small tiger found Mu Yu did not imagine the anger, but appears so calm, which makes him very unhappy.

"Do you remember looking for the Deacon? I don't know why every time I go to the university to see him, he will always protect you gray disciples, but he forgot that he is a gray disciple. I didn't want to see him, so I took him to the monster forest, left him in the territory of the second level monster, and made him a dish of monsters. I don't like the grey disciples, and I don't like the people who protect the gray disciples. I think the school should be managed by a person who really knows the difference between master and servant. "

Little tiger's face shows a trace of cruelty. This kind of cruelty should not have appeared on a 14-year-old boy. However, he was held by people like many stars. For those who didn't agree with him, he thought that there was no need to live. His heart rose to heaven because of his talent. In his eyes, the master of the cultivation world is a disciple with good talent.

The Deacon is dead!

Wooden feather brain meal, some blank. The Deacon Xun is in charge of the grey disciple who has no school in the school, and he is also a grey disciple. Mu Yu still remembers that when he was humiliated by Xiaohu, it was Xun deacon who stood up to protect them. It was also Xun deacon who told Xiaohu that before he was 16 years old, the grey disciples were not servants of the Academy.

At that time, the Deacon Xun already knew that Xiaohu's future was limitless. He could choose to let Muyu be insulted by Xiaohu, or directly fawn on Xiaohu and force Muyu to apologize to Xiaohu, but he didn't. He has been a grey disciple all his life and a servant all his life. He is looked down upon by countless practitioners. It is for this reason that he has pity on the grey disciple, and it is precisely because of this that he feels it is necessary to maintain the grey disciple.

But I didn't expect that the upright looking for the deacon was hated by a so-called genius disciple. Under the coercion of the command, he entered the territory of the second-order monster with the cultivation of Qi cultivation. There was no possibility of survival. The grey disciple chose to stay in the school at the cost of his servant's status, hoping to be favored by the elders of other sects, join a certain sect, and truly become a member of the cultivation world. But looking for the Deacon spent his whole life, but it came to such an end."You killed the Deacon."

Muyu's voice was shaking. The last time he took Tianran to the university to look for someone, he still wanted to find a deacon, but someone told him to go out on a mission, but he didn't see him.

Muyu still remembers what he said to the Deacon. If Muyu's cultivation is successful one day, he will come back and take him away. For nothing else, just to find the deacon, he stood up when the grey disciple needed comfort most, just to let the Deacon free from the magic claw of the school!

"If one day, if I could leave here, I would be willing to be your servant. It's better to be summoned by you than by so many people!"

That is to find deacons, when young, obstinately choose to stay, but when old, they always want to escape from the school. Mu Yu originally thought that he would enter the golden elixir period and go to find the Deacon. At that time, he could let him leave the school as his servant, and then he would let him live the life he wanted.

It's just that it's too late to find deacon until Muyu enters the golden elixir period.

"Disobedient servants can't stay in the school."

Xiaohu finds that what he has done has affected Muyu, and he is very happy. He looked down on the grey disciples and the servants of the Academy. Like all the practitioners, he looked down on the people who worked for the school. No one would want to take the grey disciples out of the bitter sea. No one would waste that time. In everyone's eyes, the gray disciples were servants to the practitioners!

"I see."

Muyu's heart became strangely calm. There was a gray air flow in his eyes, which always affected his mind. But today, he did not lose himself. He wanted to find a deacon, and suddenly felt a burst of sadness.

The Deacon Xun said that if you choose to stay in the school, you will be a servant of the school all your life. There are two ways to leave. One is to be taken away by a sect elder, and the other is to die.

The Deacon left the University as he wished, and he was forced to choose the last one.

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