"Mu Fan can't tell that you have such a skill. What's the name of the move you did on stage today? Tell senior brother that he also wants to learn it."
Mu Lin's face turned red from drinking at this time, and he asked Mu Fan whether he wanted to drink or not.
"Yes, yes! Junior brother, your move today is really cool. Can you teach me to my senior sister as well?" After drinking the wine, Mu Qianyu's pretty face felt a touch of coquettishness, which was touching.
Hearing his senior brothers and sisters questioning him, Mu Fan felt a little embarrassed and said: "Third Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister, my moves are not actually any moves, they are just a kind of sticky bomb that I developed myself. If you want, I can give you a few." ." As soon as Mu Fan finished speaking, he touched left and right and took out seven or eight strange round objects the size of quail eggs from his arms.
The method of using this sticky bomb is very simple. Just press it lightly on the enemy and it will automatically attach to it. It will explode in about ten seconds.
Mu Lin took the sticky bomb handed over by Mu Fan. It looked like a white glass ball, how could it be so powerful.
Mu Qianyu was also amazed, and then put the white sticky bomb into her bag.
"Junior brother, I took a look at your grouping tomorrow. It's obviously the quarterfinals. Eight out of forty people. In addition to your own group, there are several other groups and several important players that you should pay attention to."
After Mu Lin finished drinking, he was serious about explaining the game he saw today to Mu Fan.
"There is a disciple named Jian Wuqing in Group A. Judging from today's knockout rounds, almost every time he attacks, those who oppose him will either have their hands or feet broken and are extremely cruel. If you are against him, remember to strike first. powerful."
"There is a female contestant in Group B named Mu Rourou. She is very proficient in the way of charm. Many disciples were so fascinated by her that they did some indecent things on the stage. There was a male disciple who was directly dazed and had his body touched. All the clothes were taken off, and the sect was completely disgraced.”
"The last thing I want to tell you is that in the fifth group, Group F, there is a terrifying player named Qi. This player's attainments in fighting skills may be more terrifying than some Jindan realm disciples. More importantly, you must not look at his With a pair of white eyes, many disciples were trapped in the formation by his illusions and died without knowing how."
Mu Fan had just finished listening to his senior brother's description of the series of opponents he was going to face in the next match, and his face suddenly turned half white.
I used to live on the earth's continent outside Jiuxiao Island. Not long after I started practicing cultivation, I was able to practice the Qi realm. Why are there so many masters?
For this opportunity to enter the small world, Mu Fan must find a way to get the top three no matter what, but whether he can successfully advance to the quarterfinals tomorrow is still one thing.
Although I have Violence Pill, I keep it for competition, and I don’t want to expose my trump card early for the top eight.
It seemed like this was the only way to go... Mu Fan's dark eyes seemed to be thinking about something.
Silent night...
In the process of forming a spell in the direction of Wanjian Sect...
This is a temporary residence that Wanjian Sect asked Zhenxing Sect to help build. They are not as wealthy as Tianyuan Sect and have palaces for their disciples to live in.
"Senior Brother Qingqing, there is a young disciple named Mu Fan in Group C today. He seems to be a disciple of Tianyuan Sect. We don't dare to take the initiative to trouble him. His moves are very weird. He defeated all the five little demons of the Formation Star. Senior Brother Qingqing must pay attention to this person tomorrow."
The disciples who just spoke were all eliminated in today's knockout round. At this time, a group of people were looking at a young man in white who was reporting something in the formation.
This young man in white is actually blind, but his temperament has an indescribable feeling. Although his eyes are blind, no one in the formation dares to show any disrespect in front of him.
"Um……"
The blind man seemed not to hear, but also seemed to hear. He was a little listless, as if he had fallen asleep.
"Brother Qingqing, let's go down first!" As soon as he said these words, a group of disciples disappeared into this formation and went to another formation...
Not long after the disciples left, the blind man's facial expression began to change.
"Are you a disciple of Tianyuan Sect? This time, disciples of Tianyuan Sect, I will make you feel comfortable. I will watch you die under my sword one by one with my own eyes!" At this time, although the blind man could not see, he could see from his eyes His facial expression showed how hysterical his resentment was at this time.
His blind eyes were given to him by disciples of Tianyuan Sect, or were caused by a female disciple of Tianyuan Sect. Three years ago, when he was training in Henghai, Jiuxiao Island, he found a beautiful female disciple of Tianyuan Sect on the same ship. The female disciple seemed to be about twelve or thirteen years old. He fell in love with her after just one glance.
Jian Qingqing was extremely lustful and would usually abandon a woman immediately after he flirted with her. There were many female disciples who got pregnant by him, but he usually left immediately after flirting with her and there was no trace of her...
This time he wanted to repeat his old tricks, regardless of the age of others.
As a result, he tried to say hello to the female disciple, but she didn't want to pay attention to him, so he stalked them every day.
He follows him wherever he goes, and is extremely heartbroken.
The beautiful girl in her prime was extremely disgusted with this stalking man, so she warned him severely: "If you dare to follow me again, I will gouge out his eyes."
Jian Qingqing decided to practice Qingqing when he was practicing swordsmanship, but when he met the first girl who could make his heart beat, he naturally didn't want to give up the pursuit, but because of his paranoia, he paid an extremely heavy price.
A pair of his eyes were really gouged out by the girl, and not one of them was left, and he didn't even have the chance to become a one-eyed dragon.
From then on, his entire world turned black.
From then on, Jian Qingqing went completely crazy. He hated every Tianyuan Sect disciple, and few of the Tianyuan Sect disciples ended up in his hands.
The second day of the competition...
Mu Fan didn't rest all night last night. He stayed alone in his room and didn't know what he was doing.
"Dong" "Dong" "Dong"
Just like the three bells before the last competition, the Qi Training Realm Quarterfinals officially started today.
Mu Fan played against Situ Yan. Mu Fan saw the opponent he was about to face on the list and recalled that this was the opponent from the same group in yesterday's knockout round.
Mu Fan felt relieved after knowing his opponent. He didn't want to fight an overly strong opponent too early. It would do him no good. Not to mention exposing his own strength, even if he won, he would be seriously injured.
Seeing the battle between the first few groups of players, Mu Fan was a little frightened. As expected, there were more and more experts as we went to the back, so I had to be more careful.
"Mu Fan versus Situ Yan!" As the old referee in black shouted, Mu Fan slowly walked onto the fighting stage.
"Junior brother, the battle is about to begin!"
The two people in the audience, Mu and Lin, quickly cheered up and prepared to watch the next game.
The girl in black looked at Mu Fan, who was dressed calmly in ivory white on the stage, and felt that this junior brother was very different from before. He seemed to have the air of a flamboyant young master.
At this time, she was also preparing to watch the game on the stage as seriously as Mu and Lin, for fear of missing the wonderful shots.
"Little handsome boy, my sister will be very gentle later. I am a good-looking player, don't be afraid, hahaha!"
When Mu Fan saw the giant tank in front of him, he was extremely speechless. Situ Yan's name was quite nice, but the real person should be called Situ Tan.
Weighing at least three hundred kilograms and two meters tall, Mu Fan was like a child in front of this giantess. He had to raise his head even to look at her.
Mu Fan is over sixteen years old, almost 1.75 meters tall, but he is still growing. When he saw the female tank in front of him, he wanted to strangle the referee who assigned him the players.
Is this something done by humans? Even my sticky bombs probably won't be able to deal with this thick-skinned tank.
"Stop talking nonsense and get ready to attack!" Mu Fan saw the humanoid tank in front of him and decided to stay the same in response to the changes. He would not necessarily gain any advantage if he attacked first.
Before Mu Fan finished speaking, a humanoid tank rushed over. He hurriedly fled in the opposite direction. To deal with this tank, she had to drain her energy first.
It's a pity that Mu Fan's idea is good, but the reality is cruel. Generally, the physical strength of disciples who have cultivated to the middle stage of Qi training realm and above is far beyond what ordinary people can compare with. Even if you run a marathon in the early stage of Qi training without panting at all, it would be easy to win a gold medal or something.
In the Qi training state, you can absorb the vitality between heaven and earth to replenish your physical strength. Mu Fan's stupid idea of consuming physical energy is simply not feasible.
Mu Fan ran a full circle around the entire battlefield, but Situ Yan didn't show any sign of exhaustion at all. On the contrary, Situ Yan was aroused by Mu Fan, a cunning little loach, and she even chased after Mu Fan excitedly.
When Mu Fan was running, one purpose was to see if he could use up his strength, and another purpose was to test the maximum speed that Situ Yan could achieve, which would play a big role in his next plan.
Suddenly Mu Fan, who was still running, stopped. When Situ Yan saw Mu Fan stop, he also stopped.
"Hey, why don't you run away, little handsome guy? Keep running. My sister is very strong. I can slowly play the cat and mouse game with you."
There is no time limit for the competition in the quarter-finals. As long as the opponent surrenders and is knocked off the court, he will win.
Mu Fan did not answer Situ Yan's taunting him, but instead took out a black object, which was a strange-smelling explosive pill developed by Mu Fan himself.
Mu Fan directly threw the explosive pill at Situ Yan, and suddenly the explosive pill released extremely unpleasant smoke. It was like athlete's foot that hadn't been washed for a year. Add in the salted fish carcass that had rotted for a long time, how difficult it would be. The smell is so unpleasant that it makes you nauseous.
Situ Yan was directly enveloped by the thick smoke from Mu Fan's Hei Bu Liu Qiu explosive pills, and vomited on the spot. Seeing the vomiting of the humanoid Titan on the stage, some of the audience members with poor psychological quality also vomited.
"I'll kill you!" At this time, Situ Yan was like an out-of-control Tiger tank.
The huge body moved as fast as flying, and the thick arms swung back and forth like rotating barrels, chasing Mu Fan with murderous intent.
Mu Fan quickly turned around and continued running. I had almost calculated the speed of this female tank. I could use that move after two more laps. At this time, Mu Fan was planning something while escaping.
At this time, the effects of the strangely smelly explosive pills were still lingering on the stage. While running, Mu Fan couldn't help but feel like vomiting from the smell.
