Chapter 163 Sinking Fish and Falling Goose

Looking at the evening rain falling from the air and drifting like a breeze, and then looking at Wu Qiming, who was resentful and miserable, fell silent at the scene.

"It's worthy of killing the stars of the Shadow Hall and understanding the existence of scars. Even the lord of a faction is not his opponent." A sect disciple sighed silently. Although he knew that Mu Yuze was very strong, he did not expect that the other party could be so strong. Wu Qiming, who was as famous as their leader, was not a young man under the age of 20. How ridiculous it was, but this absurd thing did happen.

"This competition can be said to be a battle between dragons and tigers. Even those high-ranking beings should feel the pressure."

After a brief silence, the masses showed signs of gradual warming up and whispered to each other. Everyone was discussing the rising superstar Mu Yuze.

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"What's going on? Am I dreaming or my eyes are dazzled.

Shangguan Zhilong seems to have become a dementia, with blind eyes, and the gorgeous robe is frozen in the wind in vain and sluggish. It seems that there is no way to believe that Wu Qiming, who is comparable to him, has been defeated so completely. It is simply a loss of dignity and can't stand in various sects after that.

An Chengxuan held his crutch and glanced at the young man who came off the stage from time to time, with a trace of alert in his always calm eyes.

"This Mu Yuze is qualified to let me use 80% of my strength."

A tall figure of the stars and the moon slowly opened his mouth. Even if he saw the extraordinary performance of Mu Yuze, his jade-like face was not moved at all. The calmness seemed that the sky fell and could not make him frown.

"That's right, this evening rain is just a small adventure, and how can you be comparable to the third prince who is comparable to the ancient gods." A handsome young man flattered, looking at the man in a yellow robe, with only awe in his eyes.

"Hmm."

Yu Dafeng, the third prince, frowned slightly and said nothing more. It seemed that the flatterer was not even qualified to disdain. Looking at the dragonfly around him, Yu Dafeng sighed in surprise: 80% of my strength is 80% of the cooperation with the dragonfly!

At this time, it was still three poles, and a hut made of four-grade spiritual stones had been built around the square. The spirit was refreshing and full of immortality. The spectators comfortably sat on chairs made of heather and tasted tea.

At this moment, there is no doubt that the audition has come to an end. Most of the countless contestants have disappeared. Some people have been judged to pass directly because of their strong strength. Some people who think they are strong but are not qualified do not have any resentment, jokes, and those who can open up the four elephants. Bar, isn't that looking for death?

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"I didn't expect that you have gained a lot recently, making rapid progress, and soon be able to grow up with the strong men of the younger generation." Mu Yuze and his party sat under a giant indino wood and tasted tea leisurely.

He said casually, "We have you who have made rapid progress like a twilight genius."

The thin face of the young man was full of warm smiles, but from time to time, Yu Lixin and Yu Mo's eyes were full of resentment.

"Would you like to join us at Canglong College?" Brother Invincible has recently settled down, like a middle-aged man who has experienced the vicissitudes of the world, mature and steady.

"When I understand the road, I will go back then." Mu Yuze said with a smile, but the pain and persistence hidden in the smile were detected by several people. At present, several people were indifferent.

"Brother Yu, Brother Xu, why did you come here?" Yu Monong asked excitedly. The little girl has a strong interest in all new things. At this moment, her pink and jade face is full of 'I'm curious'.

Suddenly, the unrestrained and undefeated brothers fell silent at the same time. They seemed to be talking about the topic and said solemnly: "The Shadow Hall has united the 72 Alliance of the Demon Road and the evil king of the demon clan to sweep the five regions. The five ancient tribes and four colleges have been affected, and many disciples have fallen one after another. Now the Dutch pig is on the battlefield. I'm fighting."

Invincible Brother added: "Yu Ze, I believe you are a cautious person who moves after planning, but you must be careful. The opponent who is about to take action in the Shadow Hall must be the nine-door faction. I'm afraid that sect is a signal bomb."

The two patted Mu Yuze on the shoulder, and the young man's frozen heart also rushed into a warm current.

"I will. If I get Jiuxiaotong Xuanye this time, I will definitely go further."

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"The first round is over."

The old man in blue said that the battle between dragons and tigers had come to an end, but no one relaxed at all because they knew that the next step was the key to the game.

"All heroes, your outstanding performance makes me very satisfied. It is not only a battle of force, but also a clash of wisdom. You have undoubtedly created a prosperous era. The content of the next second round of competition will be decided by my daughter herself." The unparalleled voice echoed in this square, and everyone's eyes were on the graceful figure. Although everyone knew the purpose of this match, they were still looking forward to the young heroes of the Empress of Emperor Dongzhao.

" hiss..."

Suddenly, the sound of cold air transmitted to the whole square. Those wind and unruly young people were dulled down, and the domineering spirit that engulfed the world disappeared without a trace at this moment, because they saw the woman.

Dressed in a water-blue palace suit, the skirt is embroidered with fine cherry blossom petals with pink silk thread and a layer of gold, as if it were coated with a layer of gold edge on the cherry blossom. The lovely clothes show the woman's graceful beauty. The water-blue gauze is embroidered with rattan patterns with emerald silk thread, and the white and flawless face is exposed to the air. That kind of holy beauty strongly impacted the hearts of these young and handsome women who saw beautiful women all over the world.

Lightly opened her red lips, and the smile of the holy woman drove the heart of tens of millions of heroes.

"Kexin hopes that her future husband can have a poetic talent and a hero with both literature and martial arts, so the second competition is piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." The girl's voice is like the clearest spring, moistening the heart, and the sound is drunk.

In an instant, these young people who stood out and had extraordinary strength frowned. "Poetry and songs, what are you kidding? Those are all for those literati and Mexicans. How can they be those who are single-minded and pursue the highest realm?"

However, time will not stop with people's will. Soon the match has begun. This round is the piano.

At this moment, several princes and princesses have sent their guests under their doors and disappeared. Naturally, they can't go to the competition. After all, this is their royal sister's competition for marriage. Their purpose is to improve their status and show their strength in the competition, and this piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not included.

An Chengxuan looked at Shangguan Zhilong, who scratched his ears and cheeks, with a disdainful smile on the corners of his mouth. Next to Shangguan Zhilong stood a young man dressed in luxurious and shining treasures. This man was Shangguan Zhilong's son - Shangguan Hui.

"Lonely City, you go there." The old man said slowly, and a slender figure slowly walked out and stepped on the platform.

At this moment, everyone entered one after another. The well-looking and well-proportioned maids took out a guqin and put it in front of these young people.

A dark figure looked at the man in a green shirt jokingly. His face was fierce, and a murderous intention was suppressed by him. He looked at Guqin indifferently, and his hands fluctuated gently and rhythmically.

Everyone cast puzzled glances at Mu Yuze. Didn't they see that others were looking for some gunmen? Why do you still run to the front of the stage stupidly? How can you have any chance of winning? No one believes that Mu Yuze has such a strong strength and also has the literary foundation of Confucianism.

In the whispers of the people around him, Mu Yuze's slender fingers rested on the strings and gently fluctuated...