Chapter 90 Beautiful

"When it comes to our competition, if the big guys take part, there will inevitably be some let-downs every time."

"When the event was held last year, everyone in the circle even competed to see who was the best at showing off."

"However, to be ranked in the top ten, he must be the top young master in the entire Ming Dynasty."

Chen Yi looked solemn.

"To be able to stand in such a position, a warrior must have talent, hard work, and luck. Anything less than one point will not suffice."

Zhao Xiang is the leader of the new generation of Yanzi Sect and the leader's favorite disciple. He is good at Five Elements Boxing and is the best in Snake Boxing.

Last year, he defeated the son of the Xia family of Mishima country with his snake fist, so he became famous and was known as the snake-shaped dragon shadow.

Mu Qingyun nodded: "I will be careful."

Over there, Zhuo Yanfei looked at the battle list and blinked: "Zhao Xiang is also okay."

He originally planned to see if things were going well, so he asked the competition committee for a favor, asking Si Le from Yue Palace to ask Qingqing to leave the competition.

"A warrior is a warrior. There are no distinctions between men and women. The Lou family's history books rank the world's masters, and there is no ranking of men and women. Of the ten divine positions in the world, women occupy three."

The biggest reason why Xing Xixi risked his life in the ring was because he had received such news before.

Zhao Xiang looked up at her and smiled softly: "Don't worry, I never treat girls harshly."

If the fight continued, he would be worried that one of the operations there would be bad, and Qingqing and the others would be assigned to fight Mu Luosheng.

His body suddenly froze, Zhao Xiang coughed, stood up slowly, put his hand on his chest and sighed, "Lost!"

The punches are like endless waves, each one harder than the next.

One person's boxing skills are agile, and the other person's kick skills are superb, so much so that they seem to take up all the scenery in the arena.

She didn't mean to give in at all.

Mu Qingyun smiled: "Call it off and go to sleep."

Within five minutes, Zhao Xiang raised his eyebrows - this girl actually wanted to practice with her!

Zhao Xiang jumped out. His whole body looked like a snake, but it was clearly a dragon entering the sea.

Zhao Xiang is a smart person. She has seen the competition between Mu Qingyun and Sun Feifei. She can defeat Sun Feifei with one move. How can it be simple?

Mu Qingyun casually hung the sword on the weapon rack next to him. His spine shrank slightly, his waist tensed, and his right foot flew up, hitting Zhao Xiang's side arm.

Mu Qingyun has just entered the mainstream, and her control over her body is not perfect yet. She urgently needs a high-quality duel so that she can completely control herself.

During the break, Chen Yi went to the waiter and helped him make two large bowls of braised noodles. They stewed beef slices with radish.

Right, of course you have to be gentler towards little sisters and little girls.

It was nothing more than words.

In the current environment, he is definitely a killer. It is a huge injustice for him to be standing here.

If so many warriors from the Ming Dynasty were defeated by a mere boy from the Three Islands Country, how could the people believe that warriors like them were capable of guarding the restricted area?

"cough."

Chen Yi covered her mouth, swallowed her exclamation, and whispered, "How subtle are you?"

Zhao Xiang has a good figure, and Mu Qingyun is good-looking. They are both first-rate beauties, and their skills are also beautiful.

"cough."

After eating a large bowl of noodles, Mu Qingyun squinted his eyes, and his body suddenly made a crisp sound. It was as if a wave of air exploded in his mind. The internal organs, bone marrow, and skin all appeared in front of his eyes in an instant, as if they were alive.

The packed audience stared at them.

The weather is good today and the sun is just right.

Situ Qingshuang was originally very confident, and since it was his home court, he just waited for work, and his winning rate was very high.

If I had known that he was coming, I would have definitely dragged out the young martial artist who was in the same class as him for a walk.

Mu Qingyun got stuck on the stage.

Zhuo Yanfei was also very satisfied with her.

Zhao Xiang suddenly bent back and stepped back, but Mu Qingyun's leg turned halfway and hit Zhao Xiang in the chest.

Mu Qingyun smiled and said: "Just twenty minutes is enough."

Mu Qingyun smiled and thanked politely: "Thank you, Sister Zhao."

But now, I was intercepted and killed on the way, and suffered serious injuries one after another. According to the doctor, if you want to avoid damaging your fundamentals, it is best to stay in bed for more than half a month.

Mu Qingyun takes it seriously and will never make the same mistakes twice.

While speaking, the referee loudly shouted: "Start!"

Thinking about tomorrow's battle with Zhao Xiang, Mu Qingyun couldn't sleep for a while, so he simply dragged Chen Yi up to practice with her.

This year's reincarnation tournament started early, and the young talents who had the hope of entering the reincarnation tournament were all preparing for retreat. No one paid attention to this extremely entertaining little competition.

Mu Qingyun only used a little force on this kick, but if she used more force, her sternum would have been broken.

Mu Qingyun and Chen Yi practiced for more than an hour at a stretch.

After winning several times in a row, there was no damage to the reputation, and the purpose of training troops was achieved.

Your disciple is your darling, and Mu Luosheng is not allowed to touch him. How about he be replaced by a young disciple from Yanzi Clan?

"The Yanzimen have been in trouble for the past two years. It's not easy to have a good child. Besides, it's a girl."

The second day.

Arrive in twenty minutes!

Mu Qingyun's shoulders, spine, arms, thighs, and feet all began to squirm. He raised his waist, soared into the air, popped out his right leg, and kicked Zhao Xiang's throat with thunderous force.

As a result, Mu Luosheng suddenly appeared!

Zhuo Yanfei and the old guys from the competition committee have been studying the entry list for several days.

Chen Yi puffed up his face: "Okay, come on, let's fix it."

If you do encounter it, you will have to work hard!

Mu Luosheng's opponents must be carefully arranged.

When is it now?

The prince has defeated his army and established a new one. It is time for the soldiers to use their lives to completely seal off the restricted area so that the country can rest and recuperate.

Chen Yi: "Pfft!"

Zhao Xiang is twenty-four years old this year, and he is considered to be the older one among this group of people who signed up to participate in the Dingguo Competition.

"Zhao Xiang has been in Wei for more than half a year? Her snake fist is very agile, maybe she can have a chance to compete with Mu Luosheng."

While talking, the two exchanged seven or eight moves.

In the Ming Dynasty, warriors like them would completely lose to Mu Luosheng in a competition like this.

How can the country be at peace when the people are unsettled?

He, Zhuo Yanfei, is selfish and really does not want his young disciples to bear such a heavy burden.

All the warriors in the world have been disgraced, so where is their morale left?

Naturally the same goes for other disciples.

The noodles prepared by the hotel were asparagus noodles. Although they were not as chewy as lasagna noodles, they were easy to taste, oily and fragrant. They were pushed all the way to their room, and the neighbors couldn't hold back. They opened the door and asked for a midnight snack.

Everyone: "..."

Zhao Xiang is relatively stable, and his men are accurate, and he will never be cruel to younger junior sisters on the field.

Several elderly people nearby rolled their eyes.

Now there is Zhao Xiang, who can use Zhao Xiang's help to help his children exit this chaotic war with dignity.

No matter what, he had to ensure that his disciples would not confront Mu Luosheng.

Mu Qingyun didn't know that his good sect master had actually arranged everything for her.

Zhao Xiang's boxing technique suddenly stagnated for a moment, and the rhythm was suddenly messed up. She laughed: "Hey, sure enough! It seems that it is difficult to fight quickly. Tsk, fighting too lingeringly is not conducive to retaining physical strength."

Of course, this is not a life and death fight, both sides are very measured.

Zhuo Yanfei: "..."

"Don't be afraid, we have made arrangements later and your disciples will not be able to touch Mu Luosheng."

Mr. Li from the competition committee next to him said quietly.
Chapter completed!