Mu Fan was overjoyed when he saw that his opponent didn't bother him. As long as he absorbed the medicine completely, he would be able to exert three times his strength.
"Ah!!!" Mu Fan shouted, and he poured the last bit of medicinal power into every meridian in his body.
Jian Wuqing is very calm. The more he encounters an opponent he desperately wants to kill, the calmer and more cautious he will be. He must kill the Mu Fan in front of him. Just because he saw the relationship between Luo Xianer and Mu Fan that day, Mu Fan must die!
Without even saying a word, he just took action.
Almost at the same time as the opponent's sword flashed over, Mu Fan retreated continuously, and several grenades were fired at Jian Qingqing.
As usual, Mu Fan planned to use a grenade to consume a wave remotely. But contrary to Mu Fan's expectation, Jian Qingwu's sword was too fast, and the sword shadows directly smashed the grenades thrown by Mu Fan.
Seeing that the grenade was ineffective, Mu Fan pulled out the special titanium alloy dagger from his waist.
a sword
With just one strike of the sword, Mu Fan's titanium alloy special dagger was cut in half.
Mu Fan was shocked. This special dagger used to cut iron as easily as clay, cutting steel bars as easily as a joke.
It seemed that the gap between this spiritual soldier and Fan Tie was too big. Seeing that the dagger could not withstand it, Mu Fan subconsciously threw a flash bomb.
But he made a huge mistake. Jian Wuqing was blind to begin with, so using a flash bomb to dodge him was as ridiculous as a mute telling a joke to a deaf person.
Mu Fan's body at this time was like a lonely leaf in the strong wind. If he hadn't taken the Violent Qi Pill to increase his movement speed, he would have been torn into pieces by Jian Wuwu.
"Hiss", Mu Fan's arm was directly cut with a ten centimeter long gash. Mu Fan quickly used his strength to stop the bleeding. Mu Fan has been at a disadvantage from the beginning of the battle to now.
"Hahaha, let me tell you, this disciple can only do a few acrobatics and can't stand on the stage. Brother Qingqing will soon cut him down with his sword."
Gong Boyan was extremely proud at this time, and the man with the black mark sitting next to him was a little confused. He believed that Mu Fan must be hiding his strength.
Listening to Gong Boyan's strange taunts next to him, he chose to ignore it and watch the game on the stage seriously.
In fact, the man with the black mark really looked up to Mu Fan. Mu Fan really didn't hide his strength. He used his ultimate move as soon as he came up, but he still couldn't beat Jian Wuwu.
There were more and more wounds on Mu Fan on the stage. Mu Fan couldn't hold on any longer. He couldn't fight back at all. Jian Qingwu's sword light was too fast and he could only flee. He hadn't been killed yet. He was already dead. Thanks to the Violent Qi Pill.
Am I going to die on this battlefield like this? Mu Fan was a little exhausted at this time, and all his energy was used to stop the bleeding.
Mu Fan thought of his grandfather and Xiaoxiao at this moment. He didn't know if he could persist. He was just an ordinary earthling who originally wanted to use this competition to enter the Tianyuan small world, and then break through the foundation building stage in the small world.
Mu Fan's idea was very simple and innocent. He just wanted to become stronger bit by bit, but today he encountered the ruthless Jian Wuqing and it was a setback.
Mu Qianyu watched his junior brother being beaten back and forth. Even if he was anxious now, it would not help. He could only wait for Mu Fan to surrender. However, his junior brother was a person with a strong self-esteem. He didn't know if he would choose to surrender.
The golden tiger in Mu Qianyu's hand looked at Mu Fan in danger, shaking his head as if thinking about something.
After hesitating for a long time, the little guy seemed to have made a decision.
Suddenly the little tiger broke free from Mu Qianyu's hand and turned into a golden light invisible to the naked eye and flew towards Mu Fan in Taichung.
Mu Fan's eyes instantly turned golden. At this time, Mu Fan on the stage fell into a semi-conscious state, and a golden tiger cub appeared in his sea of consciousness.
"I have to do this kind of rubbish myself. I don't know why Ten Thousand Beast Jue would choose a master like you." Mu Fan muttered to himself, not knowing what he was talking about.
Jian Wuqing also noticed that something was wrong with Mu Fan. All his sword lights hit Mu Fan but there was no reaction at all, as if Mu Fan had mastered the golden bell and iron cloth shirt in an instant.
The body seemed to be moving unconsciously, and Mu Fan already felt that this body no longer belonged to him.
"Don't fight with me for control." The little tiger in the sea of consciousness was so majestic that it didn't look like the cute little tiger it had just been in Mu Qianyu's arms.
Only then did Mu Fan realize that it was the little milk tiger who was actually talking to him. He was about to say something, but the little milk tiger didn't give him a chance and stood up to attack Jian Wuwu.
Jian Wuqing had already reacted, and his sharp sword transformed into a huge silver sword shadow again. As the sword shadow took shape, it struck at Mu Fan. He must not let Mu Fan escape at this moment, he will kill Mu Fan today.
"little tricks"
Mu Fan seemed to be a different person, with an arrogant and unruly aura about him, and a huge golden palm print faced the silver sword shadow.
"Kacha" "Kacha"
Jian Ying was smashed to pieces by the palm print, and the palm print continued to hit Jian Qingqing. Jian Qingqing could not escape the attack of the palm print, and took a hard blow. He suddenly felt that the muscles and veins in his body were about to break, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"Didn't you feel good about beating him just now?" Mu Fan slapped him across the face, followed by "pa", "pa" and "pa" several more times. Jian Qingqing's whole face was swollen from the slap. In fact, it's not that the little tiger likes to be slapped in the face, it's just because it's used to slapping things with its paws.
Jian Qingqing was already extremely aggrieved. There were only two of us on the stage. Where did the third person come from? Who did I hit?
The situation was instantly reversed, and the spectators could only see that Mu Fan's black eyes turned golden, and then he began to fight back crazily.
Luo Xian'er had just seen Mu Fan in danger and was already ready to fly to the stage to rescue people. She didn't care about the rules of the competition, she just wanted Mu Fan to be safe. She recalled that she had dug out the eyes of the blind man Mu Fan was fighting when she was a child.
Today he actually fought against Mu Fan. As the saying goes, enemies never get together.
Jian Qingqing had been beaten to the point of death by Golden Eyed Mu Fan who suddenly went berserk, and he didn't even have the strength to surrender.
Golden-eyed Mu Fan was about to kill the killer and eliminate the root cause. Just when he was about to take action, the old referee in black came over.
"Little friend, this disciple has no power to fight back. You have to be merciful and let him go."
Jian Wuqing was the most talented disciple of Wanjian Sect in Qi training realm, and he really didn't want to let him fall on the field just like that.
"Old ghost, why didn't you come out when he was about to kill me? Now that I'm going to kill him, you've stepped forward. Get out of here!"
The black-clothed referee did not expect Mu Fan to be so arrogant and told him to get out. A murderous intention arose in his heart and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
Just then a weak voice came.
"I surrender...I surrender..." Jian Qingqing fainted before he could finish his words.
Upon seeing this, the old referee in black immediately announced loudly that the game was over, "Jian Qingwu versus Mu Fan, Mu Fan wins!"
He had to quickly save Jian Qingwu. If one of the two sides surrendered and the other side killed him, the referee had the right to intervene.
"Hmph." Seeing that he couldn't kill Jian Wuqing, Golden Eyes Mu Fan had no choice but to stop and return to the sidelines.
Returning to the resting place, Mu Fan was in a coma for a whole day.
After waking up, Golden Eyes Mu Fan kept covering his head. He felt that his headache was about to burst.
Mu Qianyu, Mu Lin, and Luo Xian'er were all here to accompany Mu Fan. Seeing that Mu Fan was in such pain after waking up, the three of them became at a loss.
"Junior brother, junior brother, calm down!"
Mu Qianyu's persuasion had no effect.
Luo Xian'er hugged Mu Fan and put Mu Fan's head into her arms. Strangely, the golden-eyed Mu Fan stopped going crazy and calmed down after being hugged by the girl in black.
Luo Xian'er felt a pain in her sea of consciousness, and the Golden Lion King appeared. Luo Xian'er also discovered that she could actually see Mu Fan's sea of consciousness, and there was an unconscious little tiger in Mu Fan's sea of consciousness.
Mu Fan and Luo Xian'er both practiced the Ten Thousand Beasts Art, which connected their seas of consciousness.
Mu Fan lay in the arms of the girl in black for nearly half an hour before his eyes turned from gold to black and he truly woke up.
He didn't know what was happening, he felt as if his body was being taken away from him.
But when he looked up, he found that he was in Luo Xian'er's arms. This was the second time he was lying in Luo Xian'er's arms. The last time was in the dark forest.
It's just that this time the girl in black was a little strange. She didn't beat him or scold him.
Hehe, it's quite comfortable to lie down. I'll lie down for a while.
After Mu Fan regained consciousness, he did not stand up directly, but shamelessly continued to lie in his arms.
"It hurts", "it hurts", "it hurts", Mu Fan was picked up by Mu Qianyu by the ears. She found that her junior brother was really shameless. He had just woken up, but he still pretended not to wake up. If not She kept staring at Mu Fan, but Mu Fan fooled her.
"Xianzi Luo, I'm really sorry. My junior brother is not bad in nature. He didn't mean to take advantage of the fairy. Please forgive me."
After Mu Fan picked up Mu Fan, Mu Qianyu quickly apologized to Luo Xian'er. She didn't want Mu Fan to ruin Yuyun Peak's reputation. Luo Xian'er was an extremely important disciple of Tian Yuan Sect and could not be offended.
"It's okay, Senior Sister Mu." Luo Xian'er smiled slightly: "Now that Mu Fan is awake, I'm relieved and ready to go back."
Mu Lin hurriedly hoped that Luo Xian'er would leave as soon as possible. He couldn't wait to ask Mu Fan questions about Yuan Ling on the fighting stage.
There were only three people left in the room at this time.
After confirming that Luo Xian'er was gone, Mu Lin slowly asked, "Junior brother, I heard from senior sister that you have summoned the Yuanling. Your Yuanling disappeared during your martial arts competition. I want to ask this What is the relationship between Yuan Ling and you?"
"Senior brother, I cannot completely control this Yuanling. Although it was indeed summoned by me, Xiaohu has its own consciousness."
It seemed that these questions had to wait until he found the master when he returned to the school. Mu Lin did not continue to ask questions, nor did he ask where Mu Fan's skills came from.
The exercises belong to the privacy of every cultivator, and everyone has their own secrets. It is taboo to ask for the details!
The reason why Mu Fan didn't have any exercises some time ago was because Mu Fan's master felt that he had not yet found a suitable exercise for Mu Fan.
A good technique can accompany a cultivator throughout his life. Only by choosing a technique that is truly suitable for him or her can a cultivator achieve success in the future. Instead of forcing a technique regardless of whether it is suitable or not, this will only harm the cultivator.
The more powerful the practice you choose, the further you can go and fly higher in the future. Generally, the more powerful the cultivators are, the more they pay attention to the choice of practice by their disciples or future generations. It is precisely because they are stronger. , only to understand the importance of laying a good foundation.
