Hearing the eleventh elder's question, Mu He suddenly looked unhappy and said sternly: "Mu Du, what do you mean?"
Muhe is the ninth elder, and is ranked higher than Mudu, while Mudu is at the eleventh position. Muhe's status is normally higher than Mudu, but Muhe's character is kinder, a bit like the Virgin. Therefore, he is often squeezed out by other elders, and now he has been completely ignored. If he were not more senior and more powerful, he might have been squeezed out of the elder team long ago, so his status in the family is not very high.
Qin Mian heard their conversation and heard it clearly, but now he could only cover it up by saying that he didn't understand. Even if he could understand, he couldn't stand up.
Looking at Mu Du's expression and listening to his words, Qin Mian felt the elders' disdain for Mu He.
He never thought about helping him. He should do his own things and do his own things well.
Therefore, he set his sights on Muhe and wanted to see how he would respond.
Seeing his voice, tone, eyes, and reaction speed, Qin Mian felt that this Muhe was not simple, because his heartbeat did not accelerate, and his real anger did not rise.
Mudu put on a very angry look, "I was refining the weapon, and I heard a notice saying that I wanted to watch the competition. It was said that you brought the person back. Look at this kid's appearance. He is just a late-stage emperor. How can he be worthy of us?" Are these elders taking action?"
Muhe sneered: "It's not like I, the elder, told you to come. I wonder if you will come. If you don't want to see it, you can go back and continue to refine weapons now."
At this time, the clan leader Mu Ye appeared in front and shouted angrily: "In front of so many juniors, why are you arguing?"
His angry shout made Mu Du shut up, and Mu He just snorted coldly.
Mu Ye glanced at Qin Mian, his eyes full of inquiry, then he clasped his fists and said, "I have met Emperor Qin Mian."
Qin Mian didn't expect him to come out like this, so he quickly returned the salute with fists in his hands, but didn't make a sound.
In the surprised eyes of everyone, Muhe said: "Qin Mianhuang is not from my heaven, so he can't speak the language of heaven."
When he said this, everyone's eyes instantly became hot.
"If you're not from heaven, you're from the outside world. How did you get in?"
"No wonder he wants the elders to compete with him. Is this an order from some ancestor?"
"People from the outside world, what is the outside world like? Can we go and see?"
"Are all the people in the outside world so small? Their blood energy is not very strong. If we go out, can we carve out our own world?"
"..."
In the midst of the noise, Mu Ye's thunderous voice crushed away, "Quiet!"
Everyone shut up immediately.
Mu Ye adjusted his voice to normal, "After talking with Emperor Qin Mian, Emperor Mu Wu arranged for the 9th level emperor of our clan to compete with him. He volunteered to participate, but the number of places is no more than ten. Those who are interested should be prepared."
The crowd became noisy again.
"He also talked to Senior Muwu Emperor? So he is someone who is valued by him. What is so surprising about him?"
"The duel arranged by Senior Muwu Emperor, this Qin Mian has to fight even if he doesn't want to fight. I knew that he would not dare to challenge the elders of our clan, just with that physique, tsk tsk."
"Haha, wait for the elders to walk him and play."
"..."
Mu Ye looked at Qin Mian, clasped his fists and said, "Qin Mianhuang, what do you have to say?"
Qin Mian shook his head as Mu He translated at the same time.
He could say such simple words now, but he was too lazy to say them.
Mu Ye shouted: "If you are willing to challenge Qin Mianhuang, come to me."
All twenty-one level 9 people came to him, including Muhe.
Mu Ye frowned and asked, "Mu He, do you also want to compete with Emperor Qin Mian?"
Mu He nodded, "Although I'm not my opponent, I still want to fight against the master."
Mudu hummed, "Don't think that just because you talked to Senior Muwu Emperor, you're going to blow him off. I'll be the first one to go up and call it a day."
The seventeenth elder smiled and asked, "What do you mean?
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Mudu sneered: "If I am easily defeated by this elder, is there any need to continue the fight? It's not necessary."
Then he said to Mu Ye: "Clan leader, I will be the first to go up. After the fight, I will go back to refine the weapon."
Before Mu Ye could respond, he strode towards Qin Mian and said loudly: "Outsiders, show your 120% level. I hope you can persist for five rounds."
Qin Mian understood what he said and didn't respond. He just flirted with him expressionlessly...not in a frivolous way.
When he was still ten steps away from Qin Mian, Mudu roared violently, walked in a line with his feet, and dragged his long knife to the ground.
Qin Mian instantly entered a fighting state. The body is slightly arched, the feet are slightly bent, the left hand is placed on the abdomen, the right hand is clenched at the waist, and the eyes are fully focused.
"What's going on? Is he so arrogant?"
"You don't have any weapons and you're just going to fight the Eleventh Elder like this?"
"It should be difficult for outsiders to come in. Maybe they don't have weapons."
"Whoa...what's going on?"
On the field, Mu Du raised his sword and swept across, slashing Qin Mian's waist.
Qin Mian suddenly flashed, clapped his left palm, and a light brown palm print hit the blade, blocking the sword from moving forward.
The forward speed of the sword slowed down, but it did not stop.
Qin Mian took a step forward and punched Mu Du in the head.
Seeing Qin Mian's cold eyes, feeling his iron will, and the whistling wind of his fist, Mu Du's heart suddenly tightened, but he did not flinch, but drew the knife with his right hand and blocked with his left hand.
A thought flashed in my mind: fight to the death.
Just when his left hand came into contact with Qin Mian's right fist, he saw a flash of black shadow below him from the corner of his eye, then severe pain spread through his body, and he flew back with the long knife in his right hand.
He forcibly swallowed the salty liquid that surged out of his throat, and a huge question flashed in his mind: "Can you still fight with your knees?"
Mu Ye was also extremely surprised, "With bare hands, I knocked away a ninth-level emperor with one move. The injury was neither serious nor minor. Are outside monks so powerful in combat?"
The onlookers were even more stunned.
"What happened? Why did the Eleven Elders fly upside down?"
"What attack method did the foreign emperor use to defeat the eleven elders in one move?"
"I moved too fast and didn't see the battle clearly. Is this because my skills are too low?"
"Yes, can any senior tell us what happened just now? Why did a good attack suddenly turn upside down?"
Mu Ye shouted softly: "Quiet!"
I feel aggrieved inside. Isn't it embarrassing to be so noisy and reveal all your ignorance?
Looking at Mudu, who was stumbling to a stop, he asked: "Mudu, can we fight again?"
Mudu spat out a mouthful of blood, then dropped his left hand, exposing the hollow of his left chest, and then... fell to the ground.
This move frightened everyone. .
The result is more shocking than the process.
