Chapter 21: First show!

　　 "Oh, this time Gui Xianliu's disciples didn't participate." When passing by the rostrum, Mu Yang heard such a sigh.
　　 "There is no way, it is said that Teacher Wu Tian has not accepted disciples for many years." Another person said.
Mu Yang walked over from the side, his ears pricked up, and he thought to himself: "There are still fifty years before the plot begins. By this time, the Turtle Immortal should have accepted Sun Wufan as a disciple, and he has not let him Come to participate in the world's number one martial arts club, I think it is unnecessary."
　　The Sun Gohan is the most outstanding disciple of the Turtle Immortal, and his final achievement is even higher than that of the Turtle Immortal.
　　 It is 50 years before the plot. The youthful Monkey King is definitely in the golden age of rapid growth. I am afraid that he is not far from being dominant. Participating in the best martial arts in the world will not make much sense to him.
"Mu Yang, the game is about to begin. You must go all out in a while and don't underestimate any opponents." Sith warned. In the past, Mu Yang only battled wild beasts in the primitive mountains and had no experience of fighting against people. Sith Fearing that Muyang could not get used to it for a while, he patiently asked.
　　 "Don't worry, Uncle Sith."
　　 Muyang nodded seriously and solemnly, then tied the belt around his waist, as if going all out.
　　 On the rostrum, the head of Maple Leaf Liu began to explain the rules of the game. The audience immediately burst into enthusiastic applause. After the applause, there was a deafening gong, and the game officially began.
　　 Muyang is below, constantly scanning the senior above with the energy detector.
　　 105, 110, 98, 103, 118...
　　 These are all resounding characters!
　　 Except for the older generations, the younger generations are much weaker. Mu Yang didn't test it, but the outstanding ones should only have 60 or 70 combat power, which is a certain gap between him.
　　 Soon, the game began.
　　 In accordance with the order of the lottery, the disciples of the major genres are divided into eight major competition areas for hegemony competitions, and each competition area decides a most powerful player to enter the quarterfinals.
　　 There is no prior strength test, and there is no so-called resurrection mechanism. The whole process is a tough competition of strength! Except for the last eight finalists who were seeded in eight divisions, everything was so simple and rude!
　　 Muyang's blood is boiling, this is the game he wants!
　　 Standing in the candidate area, he can already feel the excitement in his heart. This mood is even comparable to when he took the college entrance examination.
　　……
　　 On the ring, the first contest of different divisions has begun, and disciples of all major genres are fighting hard. There are already some bad luck players who have been eliminated because of opponents with very different strengths, and they can only sigh.
This result also caused a sigh from the audience in the audience, but luck is also part of the strength. All the martial arts masters are present. After a little regret for the players with good strength, their attention will soon be devoted to the next game. in.
　　 At this time, Mu Yang was also paying attention to the game on stage. Although the movements of these martial arts practitioners on the stage are fast and swift, but in his eyes, they seem to slow down the camera. Every move is not only slow, but full of loopholes.
　　 Come to join the world's No. 1 Budokai at this level?
　　 Muyang felt that if he changed to himself, he could knock them down by just shaking his fist. This was already a very obvious gap.
　　 At this moment, Mu Yang decided that he would definitely achieve good results in this competition.
　　 "Contestant No. 241, please go to the 13th ring!" the staff shouted in a loud voice.
　　 "It's my turn to play."
　　 Muyang nodded lightly, a trace of calm flashed in his eyes, and then walked to the target ring, leaped gently, and landed on the ring very lightly.
　　 At this time, Sith shouted from the audience: "Mu Yang puts his heart in peace, don't put too much pressure."
　　 "I know." Throwing a confident smile at Sith, Mu Yang looked at his opponent.
Opposite him was a young man who was not a burly figure. He was wearing a blue martial arts uniform. When he saw him, Mu Yang smiled: "I met Feng Yeliu's disciple in the first game, huh, then let me see Now, how strong are the disciples of the big schools!"
　　 Muyang got serious, he didn't use the energy detector to test, but relied on his own feelings. By doing this, he is exercising his qi perception.
　　 "Maple Leaf Liu, Kane!" The maple leaf disciple on the opposite side folded his hands together and bends over politely.
　　 Muyang followed in reply: "Heaven flow, Muyang!"
　　 Immediately, the two of them set up their postures and slightly estimated the strength of their opponents. In the end, the Maple Leaf disciple named Kane took the lead in attacking.
　　 Mu Yang's eyes moved slightly, and the whole person's aura changed accordingly. His eyes continued to move with the opponent's movements. Because it was the first time to participate in a formal competition, Mu Yang did not intend to keep his hands from the beginning. When the opponent's fists and feet were about to touch him, Mu Yang screamed ~EbookFREE.me~, his body swayed, and then moved with his body, unknowingly behind Kane.
　　 Facts have proved that there is still a big gap between this player named Kane and Mu Yang. With his feet changing his pace, Mu Yang has found the opportunity.
　　 "So fast, when did you come behind me?"
Facing the sudden appearance of Mu Yang, Kane was shocked in a cold sweat, but he was a disciple of the big genre. Kane obviously had good skills. His body was short, and his hands were folded at the same time, which made him escape dangerously. .
　　 played back and forth for several rounds, Mu Yang roughly figured out the opponent's level.
　　 Then speed up the tempo to end this game, so Mu Yang grinned, his thoughts moved, and the speed in his hands suddenly increased a few points.
　　 Kane didn't expect that Mu Yang's movements would be so fast, he couldn't help but become dull, and the simple attack had already caused him to fall into the wind, so he had to dodge his edge temporarily and dodge to the side.
　　 bang, Mu Yang's fist hit the ground heavily, making a muffled sound, and the stone slabs of the martial arts platform were slightly loosened, cracking a few cracks.
　　 Seeing Mu Yang's sudden power, Kane kept backing down while he was shocked, and an unstoppable momentum rushed toward his face.
　　 Wow, a vague black shadow suddenly passed in front of Kane's eyes. At this moment Kane really couldn't hide, so he could only hold his fists in his hands to resist.
　　咚, a huge pressure like a rock wall fell on him, Kane shook his body and slid out a distance of seven or eight meters.
　　 Kane gave a wry smile, and decided in his heart.
　　 "Wait a minute, I will admit defeat in this game." After that, Kane walked out of the ring with regret.
　　 Then, under the announcement of the staff, Mu Yang naturally won the game.