Chapter 1270: Failed (please subscribe monthly pass)

Mu Xuefeng snorted coldly without saying anything.
This Mochizuki Peak has always liked to compare with them, but fortunately, this time she also received six immortals, and they have all built their foundations. Among them, Tang Jingyu is attacking the third condensed pill realm.
In just one year of practice, to such a degree, he has been a wizard that has been rare in a century.
"Okay, let's compare."
With a wave of Mu Xuefeng's hand, the surrounding terrain suddenly changed. The nearby buildings were separated from everyone, and the area became extremely wide. And the arena where everyone was testing and learning in front of them suddenly rumbling. From the ring a few meters high, Ascend to a height of more than 20 meters.
A deep ditch sinks into the ground around the ring, making the height of the ring in front of everyone's eyes only two or three meters high, which does not affect the ability to see the ring.
"Enter from below, anyone who is eligible to be on stage can participate." Mu Xuefeng said calmly.
Changing the landscape at will is just a matter of effort for her, but she stunned the many new students on both sides and was shocked by this method.
In particular, the casual feeling that Mu Xuefeng came to hand in hand was exactly the fairy family method they were yearning for!
"Standing from below?"
Everyone stretched their necks and looked down. More than twenty meters sounded nothing, but it was the height of a five-story building!
Jumping to the height of the fifth floor, this is still very difficult for people who have just cleaned the marrow.
After washing the marrow, the physique is extraordinary, but it is only the beginning of the foundation of practice. Ten people can be enemies, but it is still too far from the level of jumping to the fifth floor. Only the foundation builder can do it.
Mu Xuefeng's unruly rule directly extinguished the opportunity for other freshman disciples to perform on stage.
Why didn't you smile slightly, no surprise, he hadn't planned to send too many disciples on the field, a deterrent battle, only one is enough.
But at the moment in the ring, Ma Bai was a little confused and a little panicked by the sudden situation.
Look at the edge of the ring, which is more than 20 meters high. Before the change, the iron will die if you fall down.
And now... he hasn't tried it yet.
It has not been easy to cultivate hard to build a foundation this year. How can there be any time for actual combat?
"Daguida, can you put me down first, Master!" Ma Bai wailed in his heart, and looked at Su Ping below the stage, and became more resentful. If it weren't for Su Ping's slap, how could he be in such an embarrassing situation?
But fortunately, he was still sane, and he did not attack Su Ping at this moment.
I used to compete with Su Ping, no matter how it was said to be in the same master, but now there is a foreign enemy of the master, he still troubles Su Ping, even if he finds the place, he is embarrassed in the master's heart.
"Which one of you will come first?"
Why not ask.
Mu Xuefeng's face was indifferent, and she didn't seem to hear it.
Zhuang Bizhe immediately understood what she meant. The other party was not qualified to talk to her. Naturally, this kind of thing could only be replaced by him, who was just like He Bu, and immediately said: "Let’s let Junior Ma be the first one, he Junior brother can send your people to the stage."
Ma Bo on the ring was a little stunned, and looked at Zhuang Bizhe in amazement. Before he could scold his mother, he heard Zhuang Bizhe’s voice sound in his mind: "Behave well, this is about the honor of our teacher. If you can get A good start, the master will certainly reward you with rewards."
Ma Bo was startled, and suddenly became serious.
Although he knows that it is difficult to win a good start, he has confidence in himself.
"Let me be the first to test the water, although it is dangerous, but if I can win the next round, it will definitely be majestic!" Ma Bai secretly said in his heart, and immediately put aside Su Ping's grievances and stood up proudly, saying: "In Xia Ma Bai, please send someone from Brother He!"
Why don't you glance at Ma Bai lightly, a little guy who is just a newbie, dare to speak to him like this, obviously he hasn't figured out the severity.
Fairy?
He is also a very strong immortal body. He started late, so in terms of seniority, he is Zhuang Bizhe's junior, but in terms of strength, he doesn't care about each other.
Although he has never played against each other, he is absolutely confident.
"Let's ask for advice from Junior Brother Qin." Why not chuckle.
Su Ping raised his brows when he heard it, and couldn't help but glanced at Ma Bo on the ring sympathetically. Although he hadn't started the fight yet, he felt that he had already lost half of it. Put the brush.
In the words of Why Bulu, a handsome young man walked out behind him, with red lips and white teeth, a little shy, but there was a bit of sharpness between the brows, just like a little wolf dog, who had begun to show wolfishness. Rong.
This young man gave He Buyu a hand, and Xuan even jumped into the deep ditch below, then suddenly jumped up and jumped directly to the more than twenty-high ring.
Fall steadily.
This fall was extremely smooth, which made many people stare at it.
When Ma Bo saw this, he secretly screamed badly, his face changed a little, and his resentment towards Su Ping became stronger again.
"This junior, can you be on stage?"
The boy looked at Ma Bai's gloomy expression, his expression indifferent.
Ma Bo snorted coldly and said, "You don't need to say."
After finishing speaking, he jumped off the ring, a little flustered in his heart, and soon fell to the ground. He was unstable, swayed slightly, and almost fell.
His face was a little red, and the young man surnamed Qin was extremely chic when he landed on the ground before, and he was deformed.
At this moment, the eyes of the audience gathered, he felt hot on his face, gritted his teeth fiercely, leaped high, as if the distance was not accurate, and suddenly jumped to a height of nearly thirty meters before landing on the stage.
"So tall!"
Many freshmen disciples were a little surprised when they saw this scene. Previously, Ma Bai was unstable and almost made them laugh, but in a blink of an eye they were calmed by the strength displayed by the opponent.
However, some of them frowned.
And why don't some of the disciples around him, sneered in their eyes.
Obviously, they all saw that it wasn't that Ma Bo was strong enough, but that the other party hadn't learned how to freely control the power in the body.
Jumping to a height of 30 meters is not particularly difficult for foundation construction.
"This kid is gone." Su Ping glanced, and couldn't help shaking his head. He immediately glanced at the He Buyu classmate, who was smiling. This kind of squinting monster is usually black-bellied. The young man surnamed Qin is among the disciples behind him. The guy who is enough to rank second has a very calm aura, obviously not like the one who just stepped into the foundation building.
"This is to get off the horse." Su Ping glanced at the master Mu Xuefeng above, and happened to see that the other's brows frowned, but it was just a moment before returning to normal, so indifferent to see any thoughts.
"Unfortunately, this kind of children's fight is boring, otherwise it can help you ask for a spot." Su Ping secretly said in his heart.
At any rate, it was also a match between teachers and students, but it was a pity that he was completely uninterested in the battle at this level.
This feeling is very boring.
On stage.
Ma Bai heard the exclamation of the surroundings, the previous embarrassment was relieved, and there was still a trace of pride in his heart. He landed on the opposite side and said calmly: "Look at how old you are than me, take action first, I won't bully you. ."
"Ah."
The young man surnamed Qin couldn't help laughing, but didn't say anything, just clasped his fists slightly.
Zhuang Bizhe flew over the arena and said, "I'll be a temporary referee for this contest. Let's start with the two."
When his words fell, the young man surnamed Qin didn't bother to say another sentence, and even saved the etiquette of holding a fist and "please advise", and directly killed Ma Bo.
Whoosh!
His figure was as fast as an electric light, and he rushed to Ma Bai in an instant.
Ma Bo was taken aback, a little shocked. He obviously didn't expect the opponent to be so fast, and hurriedly parried the opponent's punch.
With a bang, his body retreated a few steps and his arms were numb.
"How can a fleshy fist be so hard!" Ma Bo was a little shocked, but it was more painful. He bared his teeth slightly and wanted to shake his hand, but resisted it. This action was really unsightly and demeanor.
"I'm welcome!"
He yelled, and immediately counterattacked brazenly, punching the opponent one after another.
The young man surnamed Qin swayed from side to side, showing his dexterous posture, avoiding Ma Bo’s attack, quickly punched, banged, Ma Bo couldn’t escape, and was hit in the chin. He suddenly flew out on his back, spewing blood and splashing. Scattered in the air.
The young man surnamed Qin sneered, standing still and not pursuing him.
Ma Bai climbed up from the ground embarrassedly, wiped off the blood that squirted from his gums and nasal cavity, his face was extremely ugly, the opponent was too strong, so strong that he could not resist.
"He should also be in the foundation-building realm. It can't be the condensed pill realm. If it is in the condensed pill realm, he has mastered flying. It is impossible to cultivate a condensed pill in one year...but why is the difference in the foundation-building realm so big?" Ma Bai was at a loss and angry. , Puzzled, and the embarrassment that made him tremble all over.
"Go on, you are not my opponent." The young man surnamed Qin said calmly.
Ma Bo recovered from all kinds of messy thoughts, his face was pale and angrily said: "Who are you looking down on!"
As he spoke, he rushed up again with his fist.
The young man surnamed Qin sneered, and once again displayed his posture and quickly approached. The figure shook suddenly, avoiding Ma Bai’s attack, and hitting his side cheekbones with a fist. Ma Bai’s body flew out on the spot, and he failed in the ring for a long time. climb up.
Zhuang Bizhe sighed secretly when he saw this. The gap between the two was too great. Although they were both in the foundation-building realm, some powerful foundation-builders could even compete with the people in the early stage of the pill-condensation realm. This is the gap.
The boy surnamed Qin in front of him is undoubtedly a rare wizard, and Ma Bo is just an ordinary immortal, lacking in comprehension.
"We surrender." Zhuang Bizhe announced. He didn't want Ma Bo to lose too ugly. Even though defeat is glorious, it is a joke. It is better to admit defeat as soon as possible and keep some. Decent.
Ma Bai sat up hard from the ground, anger and unwillingness in his heart, but more painful. He could sense that everyone in the audience was looking at him from the outside, but his performance at this moment was really ugly and crushed.
"Big brother, I'm sorry..." Ma Bo reluctantly stood up and said with his head lowered.
Zhuang Bizhe smiled slightly and said, "Nothing. The road to practice is very long. It's not just a year to decide or something. There are still many opportunities to catch up and come back in the future."
Ma Bai took a deep breath: "Thank you, big brother."
"Go down." Zhuang Bizhe smiled.
Ma Bo nodded and jumped off the ring, still staggering this time, perhaps because of the injury.
He came to Mu Xuefeng and bowed his head again to apologize.
Only at the edge of his eyes, he looked at Su Ping next to him, full of hatred and anger.
Su Ping glanced at the other party and was too lazy to pay attention. He was just an ant-like little figure, and no amount of hatred would affect him.
Any big person in this world will be hated by people. As long as they stand tall and have enough people know, they will attract a lot of hatred. No one can kill all those who hate themselves. This is unrealistic.
"It's nothing, just go back and practice well." Mu Xuefeng comforted softly.
On the stage, Zhuang Bizhe looked at the other side, why not say a word, "Who will you send next?"
"Brother, it's me." The young man surnamed Qin on the stage took the conversation.
Zhuang Bizhe was startled, his face slightly cold: "Do you want to continue to challenge? You have already challenged!"
"But it's not enjoyable. Just now, this senior is a bit too weak and he hasn't let me really show it." Qin surnamed Shaoyoung smiled: "I said that I would like to learn from each other. If there is nothing, It’s a pity to end up after learning."
Zhuang Bizhe's eyes narrowed, and a flash of coldness and anger flashed.
This boy obviously intends to suppress the audience with one challenge.
"Yes, Brother Zhuang, since it's a discussion, naturally you have to have fun." Why not chuckle.
Zhuang Bizhe's face was gloomy, and he coldly snorted: "Okay, then have fun, Xiao Tang, you will come next."
He directly sent the strongest Tang Jingyu.
In the audience, many disciples couldn't help but cast their gazes on a handsome young man who looked like a handsome young man.
The eyes of the non-girl disciples showed admiration, and the latter won their hearts regardless of the appearance or the talents and family background.
"It's easy to say."
Tang Jingyu looked calm, smiled and nodded, and immediately jumped into the deep ditch below. With his toes on the ground, he bounced like a swallow and landed on the 20-meter-high ring.
The movements are smooth and flowing, light and graceful.
The disciple of the young girl looked brilliant, with the background of the previous Ma Bo, and suddenly felt the gap in this.
"Humph!"
Ma Bai felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the opponent's physique, but he didn't show it. He was only darkly annoyed. He frequently looked sideways and blamed Su Ping next to him, making him the first cannon fodder.
"Please."
Tang Jingyu landed on the stage and said calmly.
The youth surnamed Qin showed some interest in his eyes and smiled. After Zhuang Bizhe announced the start, he suddenly shot. This time the speed was significantly faster, like a butterfly through flowers, and he approached Tang Jingyu.
Tang Jingyu slapped a punch, and the young man surnamed Qin's dexterous posture came to an abrupt end. It seemed that he was seen through and was forced to parry, and his body retreated a few steps.
There was a solemn look on the boy's face: "Interesting, a qualified opponent."
After finishing speaking, he smashed his body again, this time hitting dozens of punches in an instant, the figure was divided into three, as if there were two phantoms, and they were also punching at the same time.
Tang Jingyu stretched out his hands to parry, and took them one by one. The two of them collided with the palms of their fists.