Mu Fan gently landed on the training field.
There was also a large fighting platform on the training ground, and Mu Fan followed Luo Ziyang into it.
Luo Ziyang walked to the side and looked at Mu Fan: "Tell me how we will compete? No matter how we compete, you will definitely get a beating today!"
"Just take the beating as you just said. As long as one party beats the opponent until he is convinced, he will win. Those who are not convinced can also be beaten to death."
"Okay!" Luo Ziyang was overjoyed when he heard what Mu Fan said. Just now, he was worried about how to lure this kid into taking the bait.
He wants Mu Fan to agree to a life and death fight, and if he dies in a life and death fight, he will not be punished by the sect. This is voluntary and no one has the right to interfere.
The fighting stage is now surrounded by thousands of people, and the cheers and cheers are endless.
After getting Luo Ziyang's signal, a young disciple came up. He was the referee of this duel.
"Disciples of Tianyuan Sect! Junior brothers and sisters of Yuyun Peak, I am Xiao Yang, a disciple of Zixiao Peak. I will preside over the duel today. Please give warm applause to the two on the stage!"
"Woo!" "Ah!" "Shhhhhhhh", the screams and shouts were like heat waves surrounding the two people on the stage.
Mu Fan was a little surprised. He didn't expect Tianyuan Sect to use electronic products so quickly.
What Henry Zhang just said was through a microphone, and there were actually several large speakers near the fighting stage. It seems that Tianyuan Sect is becoming more and more mature in introducing power resources. They are starting to use microphones and speakers, which are really a bit high-end.
"I announce the start of the game!"
Henry Zhang shouted loudly, and the duel between Mu Fan and Luo Ziyang officially kicked off.
Fang Tian's painted halberd appeared, and his golden armor appeared. As soon as he came up, Mu Fan was ready for the most powerful battle. This time he wanted to beat Luo Ziyang until he begged for mercy, he wanted to beat Luo Ziyang until he couldn't laugh, and he wanted to avenge his senior brother.
Luo Ziyang also offered his own purple gourd. Mu Fan was not afraid at all and struck at it with Fang Tian's painted halberd in one lunge.
"The sun sets over the long river!" This move was a name given by Mu Fan casually.
The halberd struck down from Luo Ziyang's head with golden light. Countless eyes fell on Luo Ziyang, wondering how he would respond.
"Boom!" The gourd in Luo Ziyang's hand grew in size, and the halberd light struck the gourd with a deafening metal collision sound. The halberd light was like a poisonous snake, and it scratched along the gourd reluctantly.
A thick murderous aura clung to the light of the halberd, rushing towards Luo Ziyang. Seeing the golden-eyed Mu Fan's faint smile, Luo Ziyang felt something was wrong. He had underestimated the enemy.
The gourd was quickly retracted and protected in front of him. The big gourd could be easily adjusted at any time, and Luo Ziyang could keep changing its size with ease.
Sudden!
The purple gourd was no longer used for protection, and the mouth of the gourd was opened, spewing out a strange thick smoke.
Mu Fan immediately felt dizzy after smelling it, and he almost lost his grip on the golden halberd.
"Your life will be controlled by me." Luo Ziyang put away the gourd and walked towards Mu Fan step by step, muttering something unknown.
"Sleep, surrender to me completely." This is one of Luo Ziyang's killer moves, the heart slave smoke. Once you smell it, Luo Ziyang will control your mind and forget yourself.
The audience under the stage was shocked by the ever-changing battle on the stage and cheered. Henry Zhang was also outside the stage.
The competition on Jiuxiao Island is not like on earth. In the competition between two people on earth, the referee will constantly explain the opponent's killing moves, defense, and offensive rhythm. The role of the referee on Jiuxiao Island is to announce the start and end of the game. The martial arts competition between cultivators is not like a mortal martial arts competition, and words cannot describe it at all.
Luo Ziyang had already walked up to Mu Fan. Mu Fan didn't realize it yet and still closed his eyes tightly. Suddenly Ziyang punched Mu Fan in the stomach.
Fortunately, the transformed golden armor was still there, and Mu Fan was not injured. Luo Ziyang changed places again, and this time he wanted to slap Mu Fan's face into a pig's head.
The palm of his hand curled up with powerful Yuan force, and Luo Ziyang fanned towards Mu Fan.
"Hey, have you been fooled?" Mu Fan suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed his wrist. His golden eyes made Luo Ziyang feel cold.
"Snapped"
A crisp slap silenced the entire training ground, and you could hear needles dropping on the fighting stage.
Before Luo Ziyang could react, he was slapped hard by Mu Fan with golden eyes, causing his whole handsome face to swell up.
"Snapped"
Another slap, Mu Fan continued to strike, and the other half of Luo Ziyang's handsome face, which was not swollen, was slapped hard again.
"Snapped"
"This slap is for my senior brother!"
Just after he finished speaking, Luo Ziyang was slapped for the third time, and now his mouth was bleeding.
"This slap was given to me last time when you chased me!"
"Pa" "Pa" "Pa" "Pa" "Pa"
It was promised that it would only be one slap, but Luo Ziyang received four or five slaps in succession.
His eyes were so swollen that he could no longer see, and he was extremely miserable.
The crowd outside the training ground was completely excited. The famous senior brother Luo of the Tianyuan Sect was actually beaten like this.
Moreover, he is still a new disciple who has just entered the sect.
Some disciples who had been bullied by Luo Ziyang secretly applauded, wishing they could rush up and slap him too, but they didn't dare and could only secretly indulge in obscenity in their hearts.
The disciples who had a good relationship with Luo Ziyang had already begun to go out to find the elders. Now that Luo Ziyang was beaten like this, they did not dare to go to the stage to break up the fight.
Reporting to the elders is the best way.
"Mu Fan, you... just wait for me, Jingtian Hui... Hui will kill you." Luo Ziyang's words were leaking now, but he still refused to beg for mercy.
"After being beaten like this, you still have a tough mouth." Mu Fan slapped her twice again, and Luo Ziyang could no longer make a sound.
Mu Fan felt that this was the most comfortable time in a long time. Thinking of the last time he was chased by Luo Ziyang and ran away like a dog, he felt good now.
Strength is always the best means of revenge. Only when you have increased strength can you be qualified to talk about revenge!
Luo Ziyang's arrogance almost killed him. If it weren't for Luo Xian'er, Mu Fan wouldn't have just slapped him twice today.
No matter what, he must be amputated, and then find an opportunity to kill him when the time is right. A gentleman's revenge is never too late. There is no time limit for retribution. Mu Fan is such a man who must avenge his enemies.
Seeing Luo Ziyang fainted, Mu Fan stopped wasting time. He snatched the gourd from Luo Ziyang's hand, flapped his wings slightly, and left the fighting stage...
Henry Zhang didn’t dare to announce who was the winner, and stayed quietly in the audience without daring to come on stage. Now that the matter had become a big deal, he didn’t want to have anything to do with it.
"Presbyterian Zi will go crazy!" Some disciples started talking as they looked at Luo Ziyang who was unconscious on the stage.
"Shh! Let's leave now. When the elders come, we won't be able to leave if we want to."
"Yes, yes! Leave quickly!"
As quickly as they came, they left as quickly as they came. After a while, all the people who came to the training ground to watch the show ran away, leaving only an unconscious Luo Ziyang...
Originally, Mu Fan was really unwilling to do something like a slap in the face. He felt that this kind of behavior was very low-grade.
But others have already shown their faces and threatened to hit you if you don't hit them. No one can bear this.
As for the terrible consequences of beating Luo Ziyang, Mu Fan never thought about it, nor did he bother to think about it. As long as you show yourself to be more valuable than Luo Ziyang, the sect will make its own choice.
After Mu Fan defeated Luo Ziyang, he came to the Criminal Law Hall where he last traveled. Yuan Cheng was still in the Criminal Law Hall, but this time he looked at Mu Fan differently from last time.
Last time he looked at Mu Fan with disdain, even a hint of contempt, thinking that Mu Fan was just a toad who wanted to eat swan meat and dared to defeat Xian'er's idea.
"Brother Mu, you're here!" Yuan Cheng saw Mu Fan coming and greeted him enthusiastically.
"Brother Yuan Cheng, I'm really sorry to disturb you again. I have to go out this time, and I hope Brother Yuan Cheng will take me for a ride."
"It's easy to say, Brother Mu is indeed a genius in cultivation. The last time I met my brother, Brother Mu was just building the Foundation Realm. I didn't expect that Brother Mu would be promoted to the Golden Core Realm just after visiting Tianyuan Small World. Yuan is so ashamed."
"Haha, brother Yuan Cheng is joking. Brother, I am just lucky. I was lucky enough to be promoted to the Golden Core Realm."
The two of them were extremely hypocritical. The man in black complimented Mu Fan hypocritically, and Mu Fan naturally agreed hypocritically.
In this world of cultivation, it is the stupidest thing to trust others easily. Except for his own master, Mu Fan has always been wary of others.
After a while, Mu Fan arrived at the last mist formation, and as soon as he handed over his hand, Mu Fan disappeared again.
When Yuan Cheng saw Mu Fan's disappearing figure, his mentality was completely different from last time. At this moment, he didn't know what to say and went back with his head lowered.
This time, Mu Fan was lucky enough to land directly on the Northern Kingdom's territory. He was very familiar with the Northern Kingdom's territory, and he came to the Cultivators Alliance with ease by waving his golden wings.
For three whole months, Luo Xian'er stayed with Lulu Tang on Earth.
She has fallen deeply in love with this place. Although the earth has become chaotic after experiencing alien attacks, it is getting better day by day in the subsequent governance.
"Ouch!" Luo Xian'er was riding a motorcycle on the rugged mountain road, making a handsome curve, and the motorcycle was dangerously close to passing by the cliff.
This is the advantage of a cultivator. If you want to be casual, nothing will happen to you even if you get into a car accident, or the motorcycle will be smashed into scrap metal, and Luo Xian'er will not be hurt at all.
"Slow down! Xian'er!"
Followed by Lulu Tang, the two female knights ran wildly on the mountain road.
Luo Xianer rides a Kawasaki H2R, and its powerful horsepower is frightening.
The two female knights wore black helmets, hiding their pretty faces, but just looking at the exquisite bodies on the motorcycle, you can guess how beautiful the two people in the helmets are.
Lulu Tang and Luo Xian'er were both dressed in black leather, with their devilish figures perfectly outlined.
The two of them ran from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and soon ran along the main road in the direction of the alliance...
Mu Fan planned not to go back to Jiuxiao Island for a long time when he came out this time. He brought many spiritual stones with him, which were enough for him to practice on earth.
Now he came to the villa, and after knocking on the door for a long time, there seemed to be no one inside.
As usual, he continued to climb in from the third floor.
When Mu Fan walked into the villa, he found that there was indeed no one inside. There was an unfinished glass of milk on the marble table, and two big cloth bears stood on the sofa.
