Chapter 0022-Wrestling

Qin Wen stood on the stone cylinder and watched Mu Zixiu's fighting style.

With an explosion, Mu Zixiu powerfully carried Liang Zheng's great sword, at the same time, the lightning in his whole body unexpectedly broke out en masse, separating from Mu Zixiu's body, and all of them hit Liang Zheng as if hundreds of silver needles had been fired, causing the whole audience to gasp in shock.

Liang Zheng screamed miserably, was shocked back more than ten steps, the whole body in many places of skin and flesh, gusts of numbness.

Mu Zixiu took advantage of the situation to continue the attack, hitting the Thunder Fist more than ten times in a row, finally forcing Liang Zheng's attack to be interrupted.

"Good, good." The crowd in the martial arts arena was excited and shouted indulgently.

Qin Wen also secretly clenched his fist, appreciating Mu Zixiu's fight. Martial arts are dead, but they are alive when used, the same martial art can be used with different power in different hands, judging by the smoothness with which Mu Zixiu executed the True Thunder Trial alone, he definitely deserves the name of a professional disciple, it seems that the grand elder has put enough effort into him.

But at that moment, Liang Zheng suddenly counterattacked in the midst of adversity, and his great sword unbelievably slashed at Mu Zixiu's body, and many people watching this scene held their breath, not even realizing what was happening.

Mu Zixiu dodged dangerously, but he was still torn open by the great sword, leaving a fishy red wound on his chest, not serious, but bleeding. Mu Zixiu himself froze, originally the victory, ready to make a move to control the enemy, but in the gutter music overturned the boat?

The fishy red wound on his white chest was very conspicuous.

Mu Zixiu stretched out his fingers and wiped off the blood, putting it in his mouth and gently sucking on it, the corner of his mouth curved in a cruel arc.

"I admit defeat!" Liang Zheng was very spontaneous and drew his sword, he was indeed much inferior to Mu Zixiu.

"Admit defeat? I haven't had enough fun yet, I just saw some blood." Mu Zixiu's expression changed and he took the initiative to lunge at Liang Zheng.

Liang Zheng frowned slightly but didn't retreat, taking a deep breath and dancing his heavy blade to brazenly meet the attack.

"Liang Zheng will suffer." Qin Wen muttered to himself.

"Hey! Kid, what are you looking at?" A cold cry suddenly came from behind him.

Qin Wen turned his head to see a few young disciples coming up the stairs.

These few people had just rushed over when they heard that there was a good show to see, so they rushed here, but just after arriving at the top of the mountain, they were surprised to see Qin Wen standing on the stone cylinder, watching with great interest.

Qin Wen ignored them and continued to enjoy the wonderful duel on the martial arts stage.

"You're still watching?" The leading teenager shouted arrogantly.

These people were mid-level disciples who hadn't bullied Qin Wen much in the past.

"In your way?" Qin Wen looked at them.

"Ho, really big guts, Spirit Martial Third Sky is bullying?"

"Always had a lot of guts, no pressure to abuse you." Qin Wen sneered, the year before he hadn't even entered the Spirit Martial Realm, he had abused those few disciples who were already at the Spirit Martial 1st Heaven with a strand of brute force, beating them up so badly that they hadn't dared to look at each other for more than half a year. But two years later, those disciples were also slowly ascending to the third heaven of Spirit Martial Arts.

These words immediately stung the five of them.

"We were at the 1st Heaven of Spirit Martial Arts, and our martial arts were inept, but now that our martial arts have been greatly improved, we are no longer the same as before.

"We are no longer afraid of your strange power.

"I was looking for you these days, and you sent yourself to the door."

Their anger grew as they remembered the embarrassing incident back then, and the five of them immediately spread out and surrounded Qin Wen, preparing to publicly humiliate him.

A pretty young girl beside them sneered, "Don't be ungrateful, just now, Pang Hu was knocked down by Qin Wen with two punches and rolled to the bottom of the mountain from the road you came from. Only you? Go play on the side."

"Are you kidding?" The five of them frowned heavily, their high aura weakening by a few points on the spot.

"Joking with you? Are you worthy?" The young girl, who had a few moments of composure, lazily ignored them and continued to watch the intense battle on the martial arts field.

"Don't disgrace yourself here, get lost." The others scolded, they were all feverishly watching the battle in the martial arts arena, how could they care about this place?

The five disciples looked at each other in disbelief, Qin Wen had defeated Pang Hu? If I remember correctly, Pang Hu was a Spiritual Martial Fifth Heaven, was he a renamed disciple?

Qin Wen saw them retreating and ignored them, continuing to look at the martial arts arena.

The battle in the martial arts arena was becoming threatening.

Liang Zheng kept admitting defeat, unable to hold out any longer. However, Mu Zixiu didn't stop, forcing Liang Zheng back again and again.

An intense flash of lightning knocked Liang Zheng back more than ten steps, and he staggered back to the edge of the martial arts arena.

You dare to hurt me! Mu Zixiu laughed coldly in his heart, his left fist stormed out to intercept Liang Zheng, and his right palm viciously smashed into Liang Zheng's face, going straight for his eyes.

"Liang Zheng, be careful!" Someone under the stage shouted.

The pupils of Liang Zheng's eyes dilated as he tried to dodge, but it was too late.

Stab! Mu Zixiu's right palm suddenly exploded with lightning, blinding light, and bursting arcs of electricity, stinging Liang Zheng's eyes.

Liang Zheng screamed in pain and couldn't see anything.

Mu Zixiu's taut palm struck him hard in the face, sending his entire body flying backwards, off the ground, and into the crowd below the stage.

"Ah!" Liang Zheng clutched his eyes and screamed in agony, blood seeping from his fingers.

The surrounding disciples rushed to his aid and dragged Liang Zheng away from a safe distance, looking at Mu Zixiu on the stage in disgust. Isn't this a sparring match? Such a cruel hand.

However, there are also people who applauded loudly: "Beautiful ah, Mu Zixiu won!"

"That last move was so cool, a combination of the real and the imaginary, a move to end the game.

Mu Zixiu stood at the edge of the stage, coldly looked at the screaming Liang Zheng, and hummed, "Hurt me? I don't know how to die. He smiled again and was about to receive the cheers of the entire audience when he unexpectedly saw Qin Wen standing on the stone tank in the distance. He was slightly surprised, but also revealed a smile, "Hey, why is this kid here?

Mu Zixiu was one of the personal disciples of the Grand Elder of the Qing Yun Sect, and naturally, he was also a close confidant of the Grand Elder. He had always been very attentive to Qin Wen, the person who had been named and punished by the Grand Elder.

"Isn't this Young City Lord Qin Wen?" Mu Zixiu walked over to Qin Wen with a smile on his face after hearing that this boy had reached the Spiritual Martial Triple Heaven without saying a word.

"Good day, Mr. Mu, goodbye, Mr. Mu." Qin Wen was about to leave, inferior disciples were not allowed to appear in the martial arts arena, not to mention that he was also moonlighting as a 'servant'.

"Hey, don't leave, someone else's personal disciple is greeting you, a servant." The five disciples who had just been defeated stopped Qin Wen and deliberately bit down on the word 'servant'.

"Get out of the way!"

The five men laughed viciously, "Don't let me!"

Boom! Qin Wen smacked the chest of the disciple in front of him with his palm, inch by inch, power concentrated and exploded, this disciple's face was still piled with smiles, his body had already flown out, behind him were the very steep stairs, after landing on the ground, he bounced back powerfully, bang bang bang, all the way to the foot of the mountain of several hundred meters, there was no movement.

The other four disciples on the face of the smile are frozen, stunned look back, difficult to swallow saliva. Head popped up a question, brother, still alive?

Many disciples beside him looked straight grinning, this is a fucking hedgehog, who touches who sticks his hand.

"Recently, everyone in the mood to come to the martial arts arena to watch the fight?" Mu Zixiu asked Qin Wen with a smile, walking down the ring, the disciples between them deliberately making a path.

"Came to make a delivery." Qin Wen was helpless and couldn't run away.

"Don't be so nervous, I won't hold you responsible for coming to the martial arts arena to watch the competition. I've heard that you've reached the Spiritual Martial Triple Heaven, I'm happy for you."

"I'm sorry to bother you."

"I'm curious how you did it, but I heard that you didn't practice martial arts and didn't use spirit herbs."

"It has nothing to do with you, right?" Qin Wen knew very well what kind of person Mu Zixiu was, this was ready to pick a fight.

"How can you talk like that, unqualified guy?" These four disciples couldn't help but be humiliated again, only to be stifled by Qin Wen's gaze.

The other disciples in the martial arts arena secretly said that it was going to be bad, Mu Zixiu suddenly showing interest in Qin Wen surely couldn't be a good thing.

Mu Zixiu smiled warmly, sunny and handsome: ''Our Young City Lord Wen Wen has not yet entered the martial arts stage, right, come, come up and stand, feel it. Don't worry, I'll take the blame if anything goes wrong, no one will punish you."

"No need, let's talk some other time, I still have goods to deliver." Qin Wen picked up the stone cylinder and prepared to leave.

Mu Zixiu's attendant laughingly stopped from the side, "I advise you to go up and stand."

Qin Wen shook his head with a smile, "Mr. Mu's sacred personal disciple, there's no need to bother me about a delivery."

"Don't be so nervous, I really don't have any bad intentions, I just want to spar with you and learn how much combat power you actually have in the Spiritual Martial Triple Heaven. Although I'm the same age as you, both fifteen, my realm is a little higher than yours, so if you don't mind, I can give you some tips. How about it? It's a rare opportunity, oh." Mu Zixiu looked at Qin Wen with a smile on his face.

However, the implication could be heard by everyone present, Mu Zixiu was trying to teach Qin Wen a lesson under the guise of a sparring match. You're a Spiritual Martial 7th Heavenly Body disciple, challenging a Spiritual Martial 3rd Heavenly Body with no martial arts, it's obvious that you're trying to bully people, even though Qin Wen's strength is very strong, he should be at his limit against a Spiritual Martial 4th Heavenly Body, and the reason why Pang Hu lost so crisply just now is because of his serious injuries, he was careless.

The other disciples waited for Qin Wen's reaction.

Someone couldn't stand it, "Mu Zixiu, don't go too far, you're a Spiritual Martial Seventh Heaven, he's only a Spiritual Martial Third Heaven, he hasn't practiced martial arts yet."

Mu Zixiu coldly looked at the crowd, "What kind of words are you saying, don't provoke my relationship with Young City Lord Qin Wen, we're just ordinary sparring instructors.

Bullshit training! The man cursed in his heart, but didn't say anything more.