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In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed since he arrived in the Zongtian Sect and during this half a month, Mu Cheng, other than going to collect his consumables, had practically never stepped out of his room for any of the so-called pellets. Unless he met some areas on cultivation where he did not understand them, he would go to the great hall and ask his master Xuan Luo about them.

One day, half a month later, on this day, there was a lot of commotion in the sect. Mu Cheng also felt that it was more noisy outside than before and, out of curiosity, flew towards the bustling place.

"Haha, I'm afraid this Junior Brother is new. This is the once a month great sect competition."

However, the cultivator still patiently explained to Mu Cheng. Although this matter was very irritating, it still depended on the person before him. Mu Cheng was definitely an extraordinary person, so he was worthy of fawning over.

"Hehe, the Large Competition does not require any qualifications. If you think you have the ability, then you can come up and challenge us. This martial competition is in fact a form of motivation for the disciples of the sect." Hehe, the Large Competition does not need any qualifications.

That person slowly said. However, his eyes were attracted by one of the battles. It was because one of the two people on the stage was the champion of the previous Large Competition.

The other person looked somewhat familiar, but he wasn't weak at all. He was just lacking in combat experience, so he was unable to handle all the minor details.

Seeing that this cultivator had already ignored him, Mu Cheng didn't continue to disturb him and instead turned his gaze towards the battle between the two.

"Who the hell are you? Why haven't I seen you in the sect before?" The black clothed man stood at the side of the martial arena and asked coldly.

"Haha, Fu Qingshang, are you going to check my account?"

"Since I am able to stand on this stage, I must be a disciple of the Zongtian Sect, so I have the qualifications to challenge you."

The other person looked at Fu Qingshang who was in front of him with disdain, the disdain in his eyes becoming denser and denser.

"Hehe, the outcome is already decided. How can the one who underestimates the enemy win?" Mu Cheng muttered.

As Mu Cheng expected, Fu Qingshang used a flash to directly trick him into doing so.

The moves in his hands were followed by a series of attacks. In an instant, those who had been looking down on him fell to the ground.

"Hmph. Let me tell you, once you enter the battlefield, you won't be so lucky again. However, I suggest you go home and drink your milk."

Fu Qingshang's face flashed a pleased look, there were many people like him in the sect, with his own hard work, his strength increased step by step, and furthermore, his battle with some of the disciples who wore skirts was basically not losing, his strength was stronger than them, was his technique.

Those disciples did not dare to fight with Fu Qingshang at all, but Fu Qingshang did not dare do so. Furthermore, he had a nickname in the Zongtian Sect, which was the Xiao Qiang that could not be killed. It was basically not a fatal wound, and he could even heal that fellow.

Even if his arm was broken, he wouldn't need too much time to heal. As time passed, people who were familiar with him didn't even want to fight him.

"Fu Qingshang's morale is just like that. If we lose all of his morale, he will be really discouraged."

The person standing beside Mu Cheng slowly said as if he wanted to give it a try.

"Fu Qingshang, let me, Jun Xiluo, experience your skills." Suddenly, a woman's voice rang out on the battling field.

"It's the Alchemy Elder's daughter, I think Fu Qingshang will not be able to take it anymore, who doesn't know that she is known for being unreasonable? In the entire Zongtian Sect, even the Sect Leader doted on her and he was worthy of his title as Queen. " A heated discussion immediately broke out in the martial arts arena.

Fu Qingshang frowned, he had also heard of the's reputation before, but this kind of disciple had no chance to know who he was.

"Hmph, you're truly useless. You can't even take care of an outer court disciple. Let's see how daddy will take care of you when we get back."

"What's going on?" Jun Crabapple glared at the young man lying on the ground. It seemed that the young man was her younger brother.

"I recognize the person lying on the ground, he is the son of the Alchemy Hall Master, Jun Wushang. I'm afraid this time Fu Qingshang is finished."

On the stage, there was no lack of well-informed people, who instantly revealed all of Jun Wushang's information.

Like this, Jun Wushang, who was lying on the ground, felt even more ashamed. He, as the son of the great Honorable Lord Jun, actually lost to an outer disciple, and this disciple actually insulted him in front of the crowd. This made Jun Wushang's face turn even redder.

"Hmph. Stinking brat, you still know how to blush. Don't you feel ashamed? As your sister, I still feel ashamed for you. Get the hell out of here!"

, on the other hand, seemed to be very afraid of her, and without saying a word to her, he slowly walked out of the competition grounds. It was just that his head was almost buried in the ground.

The sounds of discussions around him were like sharp knives that stabbed into his heart, causing Jun Wushang to feel an unprecedented humiliation, and the source of this humiliation was precisely because he lost to Fu Qingshang in the battle.

Coincidentally, Jun Wushang was walking towards Mu Cheng. It was because of Mu Cheng's lateness that he found an inconspicuous place to size up this not-so-grand competition.

"Scram." Jun Wushang said impolitely, he waved his hand and immediately chased Mu Cheng to the side.

"Hmph, don't you know that this place is already occupied?" Mu Cheng didn't care whose son he was.

It was said that when others respected him for one foot, he would respect them for ten feet. However, if someone provoked him, then he would return the favor without a trace of politeness.

"Hmph. A small character like you dares to be so rude to me? I think you must be tired of living."

In the audience, he actually dared to speak to him like this to a small fry. If it was in normal times, he probably wouldn't even look at this kind of people, but the young man standing beside Mu Cheng was a long distance away from Mu Cheng. This kind of status second generation was not something people like them with no background could afford to provoke.

It was as if all gazes had been attracted to Mu Cheng and Jun Wushang. At this time, Jun Wushang also had the idea to look at his surroundings, every gaze looked over, he had just lost face, if he lost it now, in the future, he would not be able to raise his head and act like a human being in Zongtian Sect.

"You can only blame yourself for provoking me right now. Go and die." Therefore, Jun Wushang looked coldly at Mu Cheng and said with sympathy in his heart.

Jun Wushang attacked Mu Cheng without any warning at all, the talisman in his hand seemingly ignited in an instant and flew towards Mu Cheng.

"Do you think I'm a sick cat if a tiger doesn't show off?" Mu Cheng's eyes widened slightly before he suddenly let out an explosive shout.

Mu Cheng's sudden shout made the entire martial arena tremble. Everyone was frightened by this shout.

The first to bear the brunt of the attack was Jun Wushang. His mind became blank for a moment, as if his brain had short circuited.

He stared blankly at Mu Cheng, as though he couldn't understand why Mu Cheng was being beaten up so many times today, and each time was worse than the last.

"You dare?" Suddenly, a lovely voice erupted from the sky, and a beautiful figure appeared in front of Jun Wushang.

In the next moment, a series of sparks flew out and the two flying swords flew past each other.

"So you're the King Begonia?" Mu Cheng slowly retreated as he sized up the girl in front of him.

"Hmph, after knowing my name, you actually dare to attack my younger brother?"

Jun Mo Xie was also sizing up Mu Cheng. That flash of light from earlier had made his arm go numb, which meant that Mu Cheng was at least as strong as her.

"Hehe, this is a public place. Aren't we supposed to be the first to arrive?"

Mu Cheng casually said, as if he didn't even place the begonias in his eyes.

"You … Which eye saw that there was no one here? "You speak, you speak."

Jun Mo Xie suddenly had the temper of a young miss, and treated her like the mistress of this place.

"Hmph, if you think that this way is very useful, then I don't mind kicking you two out."

Mu Cheng disliked these people who were born with nobility. He originally didn't have any strength, and relying on all sorts of advantages, this wasn't a form of progress, but a waste. If he were to spend these resources on other disciples, the effect would be several times greater.

"What, what did you say? If you have the ability, then say it again." In his entire life, the Demon Lord had never encountered such a thing.

She was practically held in the palm of her hand like a pearl to others. Mu Cheng's words immediately made Jun Wu Tang stare at Mu Cheng like an angry leopard.