Chapter 168 Efficient Practice

Then Mu Feng and others didn't say a few words, and then they saw the man hurried out. He was mysterious and didn't know what he was doing. Mu Feng and others ignored him directly. Then I saw the man rushing in and came over and pointed to Mu Feng aggressively and said, "Have you gone too much? You know that my disciple likes the little girl, but you actually destroy it. Do you think that someone is covering you, you can really be lawless?"

"Oh? Is that the stupid guy? Sorry, just give him a chance to meet the woman he likes. Shouldn't you thank me? Mu Feng replied without blushing and heartbeat.

"Strongly unreasonable, I want to make it clear to the Lord that this kind of guy who destroys the atmosphere of the hall must not stay on the mountain." Croty was next to him, and the middle-aged man did not take action immediately, which may be a prior warning.

"Believe it or not, I believe it anyway. Besides, we won't stay here for a long time." Mu Feng always observed the reaction of the middle-aged man, and then continued to say, "My uncle used to be friends with the White-faced Holy Lord, because he recommended us to come here to experience the martial arts atmosphere between different continents. You should understand what I mean?"

"Oh..." The middle-aged man shook his sleeves and weighed the pros and cons in his heart. There was really no need to offend some people, and then left.

Then several people left separately, and Mu Feng returned to his dormitory. The spiritual power shot towards the skeleton card and appeared in the independent space. The spiritual power shot towards the yellow five stars on the stone platform. It was not a long transmission. The light flashed, and Mu Feng appeared in a place in the battlefield of the big world.

The sky here is always drowsy all year round. Looking for a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, Mufeng jumps on a big tree and enters a state of cultivation. The breath is restrained and the spirit spreads out.

Huh? Someone!" Mufeng muttered in his heart, and there was only one person on the other side. He was very careful and constantly switched between the shade of the forest trees, and Mufeng felt that the other party's breath was extremely weak. If it hadn't been for Mufeng's strong spirit, it would be difficult to find that the other party's super primary strength, which was a good prey.

Mu Feng jumped off the tree and appeared directly in front of the other party. Looking at the opponent who appeared in front of him, the hair man was shocked. However, when he looked at Mu Feng, the stone in his heart also fell, and the opponent only had the strength of the seventh-level intermediate level, which was like picking up the baby alive.

"Kid you come out to die?" The man with bundle hair looked calm, but forgot that it seemed that the other party took the initiative to come to him. He was not sure that he was really just here to give himself a victory? And there are mediocre people who can get to the third floor?

"No, I saw you bored, so I came out to play with you. I think you should beg for it, right?" Mu Feng said lightly.

"Stop talking nonsense!" After saying that, the hair-haired man took the lead in launching an attack, and the big hand burning with dazzling energy grabbed Mu Feng. In the face of the oncoming gas, Mu Feng's figure disappeared in place and appeared strangely behind the haired man. Instant kill!" The inaudible voice spit out from Mu Feng's mouth. The next moment, the haired man's body was imprisoned and unable to move. The golden energy kept swimming around it, and the wound was cut open, and he was unable to break free from this strange bondage.

"Well, you don't have to fight. It's no problem to sleep you for dozens of seconds." Mu Feng walked forward, stood in front of the hair-bound man, and then said indifferently. Unexpectedly, his confinement power in spiritual perception was rapidly melting. Mu Feng, who knew this situation, was suddenly shocked. It seemed that the man still had several brushes. A disk flashed out of thin air and stayed on the top of the hair-haired man's head, pale white. The light fell, and the man with hair was completely imprisoned.

"Know that you have been in the big world battlefield for a while, let me see how you are doing here!" Then Mu Feng's slender arm stretched out to the other party. This was a ** naked search, took out the same thing, and finally stopped on the skeleton card.

"Oh? Is it okay? The winning rate is moderate, but the winning rate in the big world battlefield is more ugly. Mu Feng said, then took the skull card in his hand, shook it in front of his opponent, and said, "Gre admit defeat! Otherwise, I will crush your skeleton card, and you will lose the opportunity to enter the battlefield of the world in this life.

"You..." The haired man who was originally forbidden said, but what Mu Feng said is a fact. Some slightly poor moral style will directly destroy your skeleton card, and Bai Zhan Pavilion does not object to this method. It can only be blamed that you are incompetent.

"Actually, I'm not as hateful as you think. Let me ask you if you can only be a lone ranger in the battlefield of the world, because we all know that every time it is transmitted, it is random." Mu Feng asked faintly.

"It seems that you are also a newcomer, but even if I was careless, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful treasure." Then Mu Feng lifted the confinement, and the hair-haired man regained his freedom and returned his skeleton card. Seeing that Mu Feng was not like a bad person, he continued: "It's right that the battlefield of the big world is randomly transmitted, but he does not limit how much time you are in it, so some people will independently look for alliances with similar strength, so that you can meet There is almost no chance of winning to them. The haired man said, and he didn't go on, as if he had had a similar experience.

"Okay, you can go." Mu Feng replied that the rules of the world battlefield, as long as you get the opponent's skeleton card, the victory will be automatically added once. When the hair-haired man disappears, Mu Feng will jump back to the tree again and enter a fixed state. Generally speaking, the aura here is much thicker than that of the outside world. Of course, this is far less than that in the cave of Qiushuizong, that is, It has the power of the earth's spiritual vein.

In this way, Mufeng fights against his illusion in the "real mirror" during the day. This understanding of his own strength is undoubtedly the fastest. Although he is often injured, he also gains in each battle. His understanding of skills and the timing of casting spells... At night, Mu Feng will return to the world battlefield to wait. The prey, or retreat by yourself, so that time passes quickly.

There are still three days left, that is the trial. Mu Feng is looking forward to it. At the same time, a doubt appeared in Mu Feng's mind, why it is only a grand event of the two continents, and why there is the third continent "Shiodom", and why he has rarely heard news about that continent since Mu Feng entered the WTO.

The next morning, the White-faced Holy Lord also told several people that today he would appear in person and select qualified disciples and Mufeng to send them to the venue of the grand event. Because it was jointly held by the "Ice Emperor" and the "People's Emperor", there was an exclusive transmission channel on each continent. At this time, the transmission device to the venue will be opened, and the capital of any country has a special transmission device, which is managed by specialized personnel. No country can interfere.

Mu Feng's five people were on time, but there was no one outside the main hall. Mu Feng and others doubted whether the meatball man set himself up. Mu Feng never had the habit of arriving early. It took a long time to see a young or middle-aged man and woman walking to the main hall, and the flesh figure of the white-faced saint was hidden in the crowd, but it was also conspicuous. A middle-aged man beside him was muttering something next to him. Looking at his expression, he knew that it was not a good thing.

The white-faced saint and the mentor of the martial arts hall stood on the edge of the main hall, while Mu Feng and others just stood later, which still attracted many white eyes.

"Sister, it's just them. You haven't found them for so long. I didn't expect you to come out now. You have to repair them after the meeting." A woman whispered in Rubby's ear.

"They?" Lucy's eyes turned to several people on the edge of the main hall, and then muttered in surprise, "Why are they?"

"What, sister, do you know them?" The former woman asked in surprise.

"I know two people, and I don't know the others. You're talking about them. I don't think it's easy to fix them." Rubby's voice was very low, as if she didn't have enough confidence.

"Well, let's not talk about this. There must be something important for the curator to call me this time!"