Chapter 2618: Don't talk such big talk

"Mu Yun, don't go too far!"
Lu Feng couldn't help snarling: "If you win me, then you win me beautifully, why humiliate me?"
"Didn't this learn from you?"
"What? Are you angry now?"
Mu Yun didn't care either, and continued: "Why don't you give up yourself?"
"you……"
It's shameful to admit defeat, or to face Muyun, in the same realm!
At this moment, Lu Feng couldn't hold back his face!
But being so crushed and beaten by Mu Yunqi is too shameful!
He can't afford it even more.
"Mu Yun, you wait!"
Lu Feng snorted and hummed, "I admit defeat!"
"Don't talk such big talk, you are not my opponent in the Four-Four Divine Realm, not even the Five-Fu Divine Realm. I am about to reach the Six-Fu Divine Realm, even the realm of Heavenly Sovereign. As for you..."
"In this life, it is destined to be behind me, looking at my back."
Lu Feng just wanted to continue speaking, but Mu Yun interrupted: "As for your brother, Tianjun is only in the dual divine realm, I will surpass him soon."
"If you are interested, you should lower your head and walk on now, or shut up for me, is the way to protect yourself!"
Muyun didn't show any face, and spoke directly.
Lu Feng's face flushed at the moment, and he walked down the ring in a dull manner.
A figure appeared beside him.
"brother……"
Lu Feng was in a low mood at the moment.
"It's just a failure, not a lifetime, a noble warrior, who has a life span of millions of years, can he care about the success or failure of the moment?"
"I see, brother!"
Lu Feng looked at Lu Shaoren and nodded.
At this moment, Mu Yun also stepped off the ring.
"Not bad……"
Looking at Mu Yun, Lu Shaoren nodded and said, "Junior Mu Yun, you really are the princes, Lu Feng is defeated in your hands, you are not wronged!"
"I don't know, Tianjun Club, can the pastor still catch up?"
Looking at Lu Shaoren, Mu Yun didn't talk nonsense.
"Naturally catch up!"
Mu Yun believed in himself: "It's only the realm of Heavenly Sovereign, and it is pressure with others. For me, but you, in the future, I will become the emperor and the supreme!"
"That's great!"
"You don't have to visit me. If you have the ability, we will fight a good fight a hundred years later, winning or losing is heroic, and less scheming."
"The martial artist still looks at strength after all."
"You are stronger than me, and progress faster than me. If I can't catch up with you in my life, then I will be crushed by you for the rest of my life."
"But if you can't compare to me, then you lose to me. In the future, I will become the pavilion master and will only be stronger than you. You will help me well, otherwise, you will die very ugly!"
Lu Shaoren looked at Mu Yun, smiled slightly and said, "I'm actually too narrow-minded."
"Practice well, it's much easier than scheming. After all, no amount of conspiracy and tricks are worth mentioning in the face of the absolute difference in strength!"
Mu Yun fell and walked to the other side.
"Brother, this kid is so arrogant..."
"Arrogant? For more than ten years, the Lord has reached the Divine Five-Fu Divine Realm, and he is qualified to be arrogant!"
Lu Shaoren looked at the back of Mu Yun's departure and said lightly: "If you lose to this son, then in the future, Liangyi Pavilion will really be his world!"
Aside, Lu Feng was dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time.
In the first competition, there were three hundred and twenty people. The battle gradually ended, with one hundred and sixty people remaining.
These one hundred and sixty people will take a rest for a while, and the second game will take place.
At this moment, the disciples all around were talking about it.
Many disciples performed well in this battle.
"I heard that Yan Qian, Jiang Shiping, and Zhu Chen all defeated the enemy with one move, and their opponents were all in the realm of Liufu God."
"Yes!"
"The three of them, but the strongest three."
"I heard that Yan Wuquan, who ranked tenth, was defeated by a disciple in Wuying Pavilion a few months ago, but today, he has improved a lot and defeated Yan Hexiang, who is ninth!"
"real or fake?"
"But now, no one recognizes that dark horse, who it is!"
"This is really hard to say."
There was a lot of discussion, but most of them were still around the three people in the court.
Yan Qian!
Jiang Shiping!
Zhu Chen!
These three people are recognized as the strongest three by the Dijun disciples.
In the entire Liangyi Pavilion, there are more than two hundred disciples of the Dijun realm and Liufu Divine Realm.
But there is a huge gap between the two hundred people.
It's not that everyone has the same realm and the same strength.
Realm is the most intuitive embodiment of strength.
But the cultivation and comprehension of ancient divine tactics and the control and comprehension of ancient divine tools are different.
This is where the gap manifests.
The rest is over, and the second competition begins gradually.
One hundred and sixty people, eighty people in!
This time, many disciples at the Five-Fu Divine Realm level were screened out.
Most of the one hundred and sixty disciples remaining in the field were Liufu Divine Realm.
There are only a handful of five-organ gods.
After all, the gap at the first level is still huge.
Leapfrogging challenges is not so easy.
Mu Yun is now on stage.
In front of him, a disciple stood still.
When the disciple saw Mu Yun, he breathed out.
"Now Yang Shuo, pastor brother, please!"
Yang Shuo was holding a long sword, seeing Mu Yun at the moment, but he was relieved.
There is no other reason.
He himself was in the Five-Fu Divine Realm, and he thought that if he encountered a disciple in the Six-Fu Divine Realm, he would definitely lose.
But I didn't expect that with good luck, I ran into Mu Yun.
He is not a weak chicken like Lu Feng.
"please!"
Mu Yun stepped forward at this moment, and his breath bloomed.
boom! ! !
A roar sounded at this moment.
Yang Shuo has moved.
The Five-Fu Divine Realm, quenches the five internal organs, gathers the Five-Fu organs, and the foundation of the throne is already very stable.
The manipulation of the source of heaven and earth is even better.
A step forward, a powerful murderous intent, released at this moment.
Sword out, straight cut Muyun.
"Hundred Fracture Fingers!"
Pointing out with a finger, there are finger marks, all in one.
Those finger marks are polished, condensed, and extremely powerful.
The rumbling voice kept ringing.
Sword marks and finger marks are now gathering on the ring.
The powerful power is released layer by layer.
The elder referee is in the realm of Heavenly Sovereign, standing on the edge of the ring at this moment, seeing this scene, he also kept nodding his head.
The two Five-Fu Divine Realm disciples control each other's strength, which is indeed good.
In Liangyi Pavilion, one generation is stronger than one generation, which is a good thing.
"Mifeng Jiantian Slash!"
In an instant, Yang Shuo roared murderously at this moment.
Boom! ! !
A sword slashed out, and the ring roared.
Mu Yun is still intersecting fists.
"Hundred Fracture Fingers!"
Once again, the Hundred Sacred Finger appeared.
Hundred Fingerprints, released at this moment.
The violent breath burst out loudly.
The finger marks, filled with bursts, completely covered Yang Shuo's entire figure.
There was a crackling crackling sound.
Up and down Yang Shuo's body, his clothes were scratched with blood marks from his finger marks. With a bang, he hit the formation on the edge of the ring and fell down.
A blood spurted out, and Yang Shuo looked at Mu Yun with horror.
"Mu Yunsheng!"
The elder referee called to stop in time.
Mu Yun is indeed better.
Yang Shuo looked at Mu Yun with weird eyes.
"The disciple of Wuying Pavilion who is constantly challenging, is that you, pastor brother?"
"Ok?"
Yang Shuo continued: "At that time, I had fought against that person. That momentum... it's you!"
Mu Yun looked at Yang Shuo and didn't say much.
One hundred and sixty people, enter eighty!
At the end of the competition, Mu Yun returned to the main martial arts court again to wait.
At this time, Qi Zhongshu had already returned to the ring.
Qi Zhongshu's Liufu Divine Realm ranked eighth.
This time, it should be no problem to enter the top ten.
Nowadays, the competitions in various arenas are going on fiercely and quite lively.
"Brother Pastor."
Qi Zhongshu looked around and said, "This time, if you encounter Yan Qian, Jiang Shiping, and Zhu Chen by accident, you must be careful."
"Yan Qian is good at swords, Jiang Shiping is good at swords, and Zhu Chen is good at guns!"
"There is also Fu Bing. If I meet him, I am not necessarily an opponent. Therefore, I must be careful when I meet him."
"Ok!"
Mu Yun nodded.
In the past few years, he has met Qi Zhongshu and Lin Yimiao in the Liangyi Pavilion.
Other people have little chance to contact.
Qi Zhongshu and Lin Yimiao also get along with him.
The second competition ended gradually.
The third game is about to begin.
This time, it was 80 to 40!
At this point in the game, it looks really good.
After all, this represents the entire Liangyi Pavilion, the realm of Dijun, the 80 most outstanding disciples.
At this moment, there were only a handful of three or five people in the Five-Fu Divine Realm with 80 people on the field.
The rest of the people are mostly Liufu Divine Realm.
Mu Yun didn't care about these either.
Realm does not mean that strength is very strong!
The third match begins!
Out of 80, forty people were chosen!
Try it out!
Mu Yun stepped onto the stage again.
Opposite, a young man stood proudly.
"It's you, Mu Yun!"
Seeing Mu Yun, that disciple was quite delighted.
"It seems that I am lucky!"
The young man smiled and said: "In the lower part of Yifei, I am not talented, I am ranked 21st in the ranking of the landlords in the Liangyi Pavilion."
"Brother pastor, you will be out of luck if you meet me."
Duan Yifei smiled slightly, looking up and down Mu Yun.
Saying that, but if you can reach this point, how can you be a simple character?
Moreover, Mu Yun is the heir appointed and announced by the pavilion master, and the candidate to inherit the position of the pavilion chief.
Such a person, even though he is in the Five-Fu Divine Realm, Duan Yifei is not careless.
After all, if this battle is won, it is not far from the top ten.
"kill!"
At the beginning of the competition, Duan Yifei went straight out.
Between the palms of his fists, he fought close to Mu Yun.
The 100-meter platform, surrounded by arrays for protection, absorbs wave power.
The surface of the ring is also made of extremely hard iron stone.
The realm of Earth Monarch cannot be broken.
The two struggled to fight, and between the palms of their fists, what they were fighting against was the long history of origin and the strength of the flesh.
Duan Yifei thought about his Six-Fu Divine Realm, Mu Yun was only the Five-Fu Divine Realm, and would not be his opponent.
But with the battle, Duan Yifei became more aware.
Something is wrong!
Mu Yun became more brave as he fought, and he didn't seem to be weaker than him.
"how is this possible……"
But Mu Yun did not speak, and threw his fist down.
"Sky Split!"
Suddenly, a short sword appeared in Duan Yifei's hands.
Entering the mortal artifact, a powerful blow, directly slashed towards Muyun.