Chapter 52 Bai Ruoxi, invincible among his peers 3K

"Of course I know him. The young master of the Mu family is one of the most evil young men in Tianxuan City. Who doesn't know him in Tianxuan City?"

Feiying's charming eyes narrowed slightly, and her fingers painted with glamorous red nails were toying with a strand of hair as if nothing had happened. She turned her head to look at Mu Zhian in front of the competition stage, and continued: "But my sister knows him, so let me It’s a bit unexpected.”

She returned her gaze to Lan Mulian, stared into her sister's eyes, and said, "How did you know him? I met him on the way back to the inn that day, and he seemed to have gone to the room where you lived?"

Lan Mulian said calmly: "The paper crane message between him and a friend of mine was accidentally sent to me, and I later chatted with him using the paper crane."

Lan Feiying obviously didn't believe it. She said "ha" and said, "Does my sister really have friends?"

These words were a bit heartbreaking. If they were disciples of the Liang Yi Sect, no one would dare to talk to Lan Mu Lian like this, and they would only take it for granted that Lan Mu Lian had no friends around him.

After all, the beauty of the iceberg is indeed difficult to approach.

Even if someone sincerely wants to become a Taoist friend with Lan MuLian, it will be changed because of Lan MuLian's talent, making people doubt whether their motives are pure.

In the final analysis, it is not that Lan Mulian wants to become an iceberg beauty, but that she already has such an image in people's minds.

That's why the liveliness she showed in her letter was completely opposite to Lan Mulian's cold and cold attitude at this time.

Lan Mulian said coldly: "Mu Zhian's talent is not bad, but his level is a bit low."

Lan Feiying smiled and said: "If my sister goes to Jiaofangsi every now and then and indulges in debauchery every day, she will not be in the God Refining Realm now."

"Do you like him?" Lan Mulian asked.

Fei Ying thought for a moment and smiled sweetly: "I think I like him. In my eyes, he is like a younger brother."

However, he is a younger brother who likes to pretend to be an adult and tease others.

Fei Ying didn't want to stay on this topic for too long, so she changed the subject and said, "Speaking of which, has my sister considered the candidates to participate in the sect's assessment?"

There are two types of sect assessments in the Liangyi Sect. One is led by the assessor and personally escorts the disciples who participate in the sect assessment to the assessment location. The other is those who go to Mount Bai to participate in the sect assessment by themselves. .

The two look the same, but there are huge differences.

The disciples chosen by Lan Mulian will have the opportunity to skip the stage of outer disciples and directly become inner disciples.

Each assessor has such a quota.

"Have you brought the list of Tianxuan City's geniuses you mentioned before?" Lan Mulian asked.

Fei Ying nodded slightly and handed a list to Lan Mulian and said: "The demon Huang Manting from the Chenxi Chamber of Commerce, Ye Yu from the Ye family, Mu Zhi'an from the Mu family, Gongsun Cheng, the fourth son of the Gongsun family, and the Bai family's Miss Bai, Bai Ruoxi, and about a dozen other names, all roughly marked with their past experiences, you can refer to them. "

"Actually, to put it bluntly, they are the children of the big families in Tianxuan City. After all, they were born with good conditions, and their parents are both Qi and God refiners. The children they give birth to are naturally talented."

Lan Mulian took a general look and saw that in addition to the people Fei Ying mentioned, there were about a dozen names. Her eyes lingered on Mu Zhian's name for a moment, she shook her head slightly and said:

"His talent is pretty good, but it's a pity that he had a bad attitude in the past."

If he practiced normally, Mu Zhian should be at least at the seventh level of Qi refining now.

"My attitude was not correct in the past, but recently I did something earth-shattering." Fei Ying tried to woo her sister.

Lan Mulian's eyes moved slightly, but they remained calm. He just looked at his sister and said nothing.

Seeing that her sister was not fooled, Fei Ying curled her lips and continued: "He killed the third son of the Gongsun family in a rage because of a woman he didn't know. This incident caused a huge uproar in Tianxuan City before. At first everyone thought that the Gongsun family would not give up."

"In the end, I don't know what the two families secretly negotiated, and the matter was settled. Soon after that, it was reported that the third son of the Gongsun family was killed by a mysterious black-robed man."

Lan Mulian's eyes remained calm.

From this point of view, Mu Zhian should have transferred all the conflicts between himself and the Gongsun family to the man in black robe.

"You said so much, just want to tell me that his character is not bad and not as bad as I thought?" Lan Mulian saw Fei Ying's purpose at a glance.

Fei Ying smiled sweetly: "I just told a fact."

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you say it or not."

Lan Mulian picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said quietly: "He doesn't need my help in the first place."

The Mu family already had a quota for recommendation, so there was no need to fight with these people from the beginning.

However, who should be given the spot as an inner disciple... we have to think about it again.

At this time, Fei Ying suddenly said: "There seems to be a little commotion down there."

Lan Mulian turned his head and looked slightly, and then realized that Ye Yu, who had just defeated a fellow monk in front of the competition, had obviously noticed Mu Zhian and immediately pointed the tip of his sword in Mu Zhian's direction.

"Mu Zhian, do you dare to come up and compete with me?"

In front of the competition stage, the young man was dressed in black robes, with an indifferent expression, and his dark eyes stared at the young man who looked like a handsome young man in the audience.

At the same time, several eyes in the audience looked over, and their eyes fell on Mu Zhian.

Mu Zhian sighed and said, "Master Ye, I'm just here to watch everyone compete and learn from each other. I'm not in the mood to do anything today."

Ye Yu had only lost to him for so long, so why did he have the courage to challenge him again?

And he didn't mention anything about the Qi of Heaven... Did he not want others to know about it, or did he give up?

Mu Zhian was looking at Ye Yu, when Bai Ruoxi suddenly sent a message: "Ye Yu is only a little bit close to reaching the Qi training state."

Mu Zhian narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ye Yu a few more times.

Taking a closer look, Ye Yu's temperament seems to be different from before.

Ye Yu gave people a somewhat "inflated" feeling before, but now he looks much calmer.

However, when his eyes fell on Mu Zhian, there was still unconcealable hostility in his eyes.

This cultivation speed is simply ridiculously fast...

Sure enough, the chosen one is the chosen one, and his luck is better than others. Even if he loses the Qi of Heaven, are there still other "gold fingers"...

"Mr. Mu, Master Ye has invited the fight so kindly. Do you want to avoid the fight?" In front of a stone chair not far from the competition stage, Gongsun Cheng, the fourth son of the Gongsun family, leaned on the stone chair with his legs crossed. on, trying to hold fire.

Mu Zhian smiled: "Master Gongsun, do you think sparring is more important, or beauty is more important?"

Gongsun Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "Beauty is important, but I heard that the Ye family made a marriage arrangement with the daughter of the Bai family a long time ago. Master Mu is so ruthless in grabbing love, it's no wonder that Master Ye is so angry. I think It’s better to go on stage and fight with him so that he can vent his anger.”

Mu Zhian smiled and said, "Does this have anything to do with you?"

"I'm just giving you some advice." Gongsun Cheng shrugged, looking calm and calm.

"Who are you sending it to?" Mu Zhian said with a smile.

Gongsun Cheng seemed to have been broken, and the calmness on his face suddenly disappeared.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Mu Zhian, and said, "Master Mu, I don't have as good a temper as Ye Yu. Even in the arena, I can't guarantee that I won't do anything."

This was already a thinly veiled threat.

But it's no wonder that Gongsun Cheng is a monk at the eighth level of Qi training. Mu Zhian's strength is indeed inferior to Gongsun Cheng, at least from a superficial point of view.

In fact, Gongsun Cheng wanted to find an opportunity to teach Mu Zhian a lesson, because according to the patriarch, his father would be seriously injured in bed. The head of the Bai family was the biggest reason, but it seemed that Mu Zhian was also involved.

Although he didn't know the reason, he took this opportunity to teach Mu Zhian a lesson.

Looking at Gong Suncheng who stood up slowly, Bai Ruoxi stepped forward and stood in front of Mu Zhian.

"Is Miss Bai intending to protect your little lover? She went to find the eldest young master of the Mu family just after the engagement was terminated. However, judging from the current performance of Young Master Ye, your vision may not be very good." Gongsun Cheng led Said in a somewhat sarcastic tone.

"Shut up." Bai Ruoxi responded coldly, and the bronze sword quietly appeared behind her.

"Are you planning to take action?"

Gongsun Cheng's eyes fell on the young man behind Bai Ruoxi, and he smiled and said, "Master Mu, are you planning to hide behind this woman?"

Mu Zhian smiled and said, "That's the plan."

"I have a beautiful Taoist companion to protect me, how about you?"

Gongsun Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It seems that Young Master Mu is still proud of it."

"Which male of his generation doesn't want a powerful and beautiful Taoist companion?" Mu Zhian looked around at the crowd and said loudly: "Is there anyone who doesn't want a powerful and beautiful Taoist monk? Is there such a person?"

All the male monks in the competition stage couldn't help but laugh out loud, the answers were all self-explanatory.

Who wouldn't want a Taoist priest with strong strength, perky breasts and a slim waist?

What's more, this Taoist monk is still Bai Ruoxi.

Among peers, those who pursue Bai Ruoxi can be lined up from inside the city to outside the city.

The laughter of the crowd was particularly harsh in Gongsun Cheng's ears. He stared into Mu Zhian's eyes and said word by word: "Mu Zhian."

"You're anxious." Mu Zhian sighed.

Compared with his father, Gongsun Cheng is still a little behind.

Gongsun Cheng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he drew his sword and struck at Mu Zhian.

Bai Ruoxi raised her hand to seal the secret, and the bronze sword behind her flew out towards Gongsun Cheng.

Gongsun Cheng snorted coldly, and several layers of faint halos appeared on his body.

This is the method of the Gongsun family's martial arts. The strength of the Golden Bell Buddha cannot be broken without refining the gods.

He raised his hand and moved towards Mu Zhian's hand, with a cold look in his eyes.

At this time, a shattering sound like a glass breaking on the ground was suddenly heard.

When the bronze sword reached the aperture of Jin Zhong Fo Jin, it was blasted to pieces almost instantly, as simple as puncturing a piece of paper.

boom!

The sword wind of the bronze sword blasted out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from Gongsun Cheng's mouth. He flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

There was deathly silence in front of the competition stage, and the younger generation's eyes were all staring blankly at the eldest lady of the Bai family standing gracefully on the stage.

Defeated Gongsun Cheng, who was at the eighth level of Qi training, with just one sword strike...?

The strength of this eldest lady of the Bai family is probably invincible at the same level!

While everyone in the venue had surprised expressions on their faces, Mu Zhian's expression remained calm.

Of course...this is all pretend.

At this moment, Mu Zhian was also a little surprised in his heart, so much so that he couldn't help but look at Bai Ruoxi one more time.

He knew that Bai Ruoxi's strength was very strong now, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

A cultivator of the ninth level of Qi training defeated a cultivator of the eighth level of Qi training with just one sword...

He now believed more and more that Bai Ruoxi was the protagonist.