There are only five days left before the Lianzhuang battle, and today is the day for Mu Ziyun and Chong Yang to show off. After being imprisoned for these days, Mu Ziyun was finally able to come out for some air. Walking on the way to the Yumen Competition Arena, he was hiding from others like a god of plague.
"Look, that guy has been released!" "Hush, keep your voice down, it will be bad if he hears it. He will go crazy and kill people, have you forgotten?"
"Mu Ziyun!" Hearing the voice, he glanced into the distance and saw Hu Zi and Feng Jing waving to him. Mu Ziyun quickened his pace and rushed to them. "Where is Li Mu?" Mu Ziyun found no sign of Li Mu.
"He is even more unlucky than you. He had a fight with a fellow disciple in the past two days. The leader was unhappy and was sent to the back mountain to cut firewood for a month. He was given food and accommodation in the back mountain. He was not allowed to come back until he finished cutting." "How come Li Mu fights with others?" Li Mu has the best temper among the three. Mu Ziyun thought for a moment, is it because Li Mu is a good friend of him, so he is being ostracized?
Du Hu continued: "Li Mu's cousin came to visit him, but she was met by some gangsters from the Nan faction. Those guys went to tease his cousin, and Li Mu jumped into them." "What!" Mu Ziyun said angrily. , "Who are they!"
"Don't worry," Feng Jing comforted Mu Ziyun, "Huzi has already dealt with them. The elders punished them much more severely than Li Mu. My cousin is fine too."
"That's right!" Huzi said, "I beat them up that afternoon, and I beat them for two days in a row." Mu Ziyun felt better after hearing this. Although Li Mu was older than him, his strength was among the few. The weakest one has a strong self-esteem and is bullied, so he can't bear it on his own.
"Li Mu's cousin?" Mu Ziyun suddenly remembered something, "Is she named Li Yingjie?" "Huh? How did you know?" Mu Ziyun said in awe, how could he not know that it was his parents who were looking for him? woman.
"Huzi! I remember," Muziyun said to Huzi, "Isn't that your fiancée?" Huh? Feng Jing looked at Huzi in surprise.
"Fart! Where did I get my fiancée from?" Huzi yelled. "Stop pretending, I've heard about the wife that Uncle Du has found for you a long time ago" Mu Ziyun smiled maliciously. "Your parents also chose her for you, don't think I don't know!" "..."
Feng Jing was bored for a while, then suddenly realized: "Oh~ Let me tell you, a girl who is sixteen or seventeen years old, does not know martial arts or spells, has traveled thousands of miles to come here, and wants to see how her cousin can do such a good job. Li Li, it turned out that I came to see what my future husband’s family would be like, hehehe..."
Mu Ziyun was a little embarrassed, Hu Zi was so anxious that he could not speak clearly, and while gesticulating, he swore to Feng Jing, stating that he had absolutely no intention of marrying her.
When the three of them were chatting and laughing, Feng Jing suddenly remembered that there was something important to do. She quickly interrupted the two people and said, "Well! How can you still have such leisure to fool around here? You have to compete with Chong Yang today!" Mu Ziyun also woke up, yes, today is not a day to laugh and laugh.
The three of them immediately rushed to the Yumen Competition Ground.
It is no exaggeration to say that the competition ground was crowded with people. All four masters were present, and the disciples from all sects were also standing on the ground. Someone shouted, "He's coming!" The crowd started to commotion and squeezed each other to make way for a narrow road. Mu Ziyun walked along the road to the center of the competition ground. Zhong Yang had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw Mu Ziyun, his eyes The mockery in it became more and more serious, as if he was playing with a monkey that was about to be embarrassed and conspicuous.
Mu Ziyun bowed to the leader, turned around and looked at Zhong Yang coldly, not hiding the murderous intent in his eyes, wishing he could rush over and kill him immediately.
Li Ziwen cleared his throat, stood up and announced to everyone: "Quiet, the competition will begin immediately." "Wait!" Two or three people suddenly walked out of the crowd and shouted stop. Li Ziwen looked very unhappy when he was interrupted. When he turned around, he found that those people were all disciples of the Yumen Northern Sect.
"What's the problem with you guys?" "Master?" Those people bowed and stood up and said, "Only the strongest are qualified to participate in the Lianzhuang Battle. Mu Ziyun is the eighth in the northern sect, but Senior Brother Zhong is He is number one. Please forgive my disciple, Mu Ziyun is not qualified to challenge Senior Brother Zhong at all. These two junior brothers and I are the fifth, fourth and sixth of the Northern Sect respectively. The three of us are dissatisfied and please ask the master to grant us permission. Let Mu Ziyun defeat the three of me before going to compete with Senior Brother Zhong."
The crowd was in an uproar, "Yeah, why does that guy leapfrog the challenge? Senior Sister Liu, who is second in terms of capital, is also higher than him." "That's right, Senior Brother Zhong has been in office for many years, what qualifications does Mu Ziyun have to directly compete with him?" !" "Not convinced!, We are not convinced?"...
Mu Ziyun's face was stern, and it was Zhong Yang's tactics. He didn't understand why Zhong Yang was so vicious. He knew Mu Ziyun was not his opponent but still resorted to these unnecessary tricks. It seemed that Mu Ziyun would lose his reputation even if he lost. In the past, Mu Ziyun could leave some leeway because of his friendship with the same sect, but after so many things, Mu Ziyun would not be soft-hearted.
"This..." Li Ziwen frowned, "These disciples are obviously here to cause trouble, but what they said makes sense." While hesitating, Mu Ziyun turned around and said to Li Ziwen: "Master, what the brothers said makes sense. "Li Ziwen frowned even more tightly, what nonsense is this Mu Ziyun talking about?
"The senior brothers are not convinced, the disciple must think of some solutions," Mu Ziyun said: "It is troublesome to come one by one and waste everyone's time. It is better to let the senior brothers come together so that the solution can be solved faster."
Everyone in the audience, including Chong Yang, was stunned after hearing this. Chong Yang shook his head playfully. The northern sect disciples held back their laughter with smiles and said to Li Ziwen: "Master, since Junior Brother Mu has made a decision and I have no objections, I would like to ask the master to testify. Today we will make an appointment with Li Ziwen." Junior Brother Mu, let’s compete.”
On the elders' stage, Liu Qingzhong, who had only one arm left, looked a little anxious. He thought to himself, what is Mu Ziyun so confused? If he used his martial energy to win, it would be no problem, but this kid had already said that he would no longer use transformation. With such power, he doesn't even want to use his natural fire body. With his original self, it's difficult to pick just one, let alone three.
Zheng Qiao, Zhang Kui and Hao Han didn't interrupt. After all, it was an internal matter within the Yumen. Li Ziwen was quiet for a while, nodded and said, "That's it. Chongyang will leave first. You three can compete with Mu Ziyun." "Big Master, this disciple has a request," Mu Ziyun said.
"What request?" "This competition has a beginning and an end. Unless one party kneels down and begs for mercy, the competition cannot be terminated until his life is lost."
The disciples kept booing, and even Zhongyang felt that something was wrong with Mu Ziyun's brain. Several people from the Northern Sect said: "Yes, but there is a condition. You are not allowed to use force. Also" "I don't know how to use it, don't worry"
Li Ziwen waved his hand, "Okay! Just do what you said. Let's get started!"
The three people rubbed their hands and spread out, touching their weapons and staring at Mu Ziyun like they were staring at caged prey. Mu Ziyun waved his sleeves, and three feathers rose into the sky, "You three must be different." "What difference?" "The way you kneel down and beg for mercy must be different, otherwise I will not be satisfied, and it is not certain whether you will be spared or not." "
