Chapter 21

"Alas, this time the disciples of the tortoise fairy stream didn't participate." When passing the rostrum, Muyang heard such a sigh.

"There's no way. It's said that teacher Wutian hasn't received any disciples for many years." Said the other.

Muyang turned away from him, and his ears stood up. He thought to himself, "it's fifty years before the plot begins. At this time, master GUI should have accepted sun WuFan as his apprentice. He didn't let him participate in the world's first martial arts meeting. He didn't think it necessary."

Sun WuFan is the most outstanding disciple of the tortoise immortal, and his final achievement is even above the tortoise immortal.

Now it's 50 years before the plot, the young state of sun WuFan is definitely in the golden period of rapid growth, I'm afraid it's not far from being the leader. It doesn't make sense for him to participate in the world's first martial arts association.

"Muyang, the competition is about to start. We should try our best later and don't look down on any opponents." Sith warned that Muyang had only fought with wild animals in the primitive mountains before, and had no experience of fighting with people. Sith was afraid that Muyang could not get used to it for a while, so he patiently charged.

"Don't worry, uncle Sith."

Muyang nodded seriously and seriously, then tied the belt around his waist and went all out.

On the rostrum, the leader of maple leaf flow began to explain the rules of the competition, and there was a warm applause immediately. After the applause, there was a deafening Gong, and the competition officially began.

Muyang is at the bottom, scanning the elders with energy detectors.

105，110，98，103，118……

These are all big names!

In addition to the older generation, the younger generation is much weaker. Muyang did not test it, but the outstanding ones should be only 60-70 combat effectiveness, which is a certain gap with him.

Soon, the game began.

According to the order of drawing lots, the disciples of each major school are divided into eight competition areas to compete for hegemony. Each competition area will decide one of the most powerful players to enter the top eight competition.

There is no power test in advance, no so-called revival mechanism, and the whole process is a hard struggle of strength! In addition to the last top eight as seed players belong to eight areas, everything is so simple and rough!

Muyang is full of blood. That's what he wants!

Standing in the candidate area, he has been able to feel the inner agitation. This kind of mood is even the same as when he took the college entrance examination.

……

On the challenge arena, the first competition between different competition areas has begun, and the disciples of all major schools have been fighting for each other. Some unlucky players have been eliminated because they meet opponents with different strengths. They can only sigh.

This result also attracted the audience under the stands to sigh, but luck is also a part of strength. All the martial artists present are influential. After a little regret for the players with good strength, they soon focus on the next game.

At this time, Muyang also pays attention to the competition on the stage. Although these martial arts practitioners on the stage are fast and swift, in his eyes, they seem to slow down the camera. They are not only slow, but also full of loopholes.

Does this level also come to the world's first martial arts association?

Muyang felt that if he changed to himself, he could beat them down by just waving his fist, which was a very obvious gap.

At this moment, Muyang decided that he could definitely get good results in this competition.

"Contestant 241, please go to arena 13!" The staff shouted in a high voice.

"It's my turn to play."

Muyang nodded softly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Then he walked to the target challenge arena and jumped lightly, and landed in the challenge arena very lightly.

At this time, the Sith shouted under the stage, "Muyang, keep calm and don't have too much pressure."

"I know." Throw a confident smile to Sisi, and Muyang looks at his opponent.

On the opposite side of him was a young man of not big stature, wearing a blue martial suit. Seeing him, Muyang smiled: "in the first competition, I met the disciples of maple leaf flow. Oh, let me see how strong the disciples of big schools are!"

Muyang is serious. Instead of using the energy detector to test, he relies on his own feelings. He's doing this to exercise his sense of breath.

"Maple Leaf flow, Kane!" The other maple leaf disciple folded his hands and bowed politely.

Muyang followed the salute: "heavenly flow, Muyang!"

Then the two men put on a posture, slightly estimated the strength of the next opponent, and finally the maple leaf flow disciple named Kane took the lead in launching the attack.

Muyang's eyes moved, and the whole person's aura changed accordingly. His eyes kept turning with each other's actions. Because it was the first time to participate in the official competition, Muyang did not plan to keep his hands from the beginning. When the opponent's fists and feet were about to touch him, Muyang called out in secret, and his body began to shake. Then he moved behind Kane unconsciously.

It turns out that there is still a big gap between the player named Kane and Muyang. Muyang has found the opportunity with his feet changing.

"It's so fast. When did it come behind me?"

In the face of the sudden Muyang, Kane was in a cold sweat. However, as a disciple of a major school, Kane obviously had a good foundation. When he was short, he crossed his hands at the same time, which made him hide in danger.

After several rounds of fighting back and forth, Muyang roughly understood the opponent's level.

Then speed up the pace to end the game, so Muyang grinned, his heart read a move, and the speed on his hand suddenly increased a few points.

Cain did not expect that Muyang's movements could be so rapid. He was not able to help being slow for a while. His simple attack had made him fall behind, so he had to dodge the edge and dodge to the side.

Bang, Muyang's fist slammed heavily on the ground, making a thud. The stone slabs of wudaotai were slightly loose and cracked.

When Kane saw the power of Muyang, he was shocked and gave way. An irresistible momentum came to him.

Hua La, a fuzzy black shadow suddenly crossed Kane's eyes, at this time, Kane really can't hide, can only fight with both hands.

Dong, the huge pressure fell on him, Kane's body swayed and slid out of a distance of seven or eight meters.

His arms felt numb. Kane gave a wry smile and made a decision.

"Wait a minute. I'll give up the game." When another attack of Muyang was about to come, Kane hurriedly called a halt. With that, Kane left the arena regretfully.

"In this competition, No. 241 player Muyang wins!"

See a contestant to admit defeat and walk off the arena, the staff immediately raised the flag and announced loudly.

Muyang, who is still in the challenge arena, naturally won the game.