"Hey, hey, it''s amazing that Mu Qingyu is right. Wang man will lose!"

    "Wang man has also entered the top ten competition. His strength is obvious to all. Isn''t he really Mu Qingyu''s opponent?"

    "Wait and see. Mu Qingyu has great strength. He is much better than Wang man in speed, strength and combat experience."

    Seeing Wang man on the stage, many external disciples talked and talked. At the same time, many people were paying attention to Mu Qingyu.

    A head of green silk fluttered in the wind and her figure was graceful and slender. The aqua green silk and satin skirt could not hide her delicate figure at all, but it was sad that there were defects on her face. A very eye-catching maroon birthmark seen from a distance completely destroyed her beauty.

    "Oh, if only there were no defects on his face!" someone sighed.

    "Yes, a good beauty with such an ugly birthmark on her face!"

    "Be quiet!"

    Suddenly, the South Korean side gave a loud shout and said, "the fight begins!"

    As soon as the voice came out, Mu Qingyu on the challenge arena moved, pointed his toes and roared out. He appeared in front of Wang man and clapped it lightly.

    This is her unique skill, soft palm. It is a kind of palm technique that separates the soft from the hard, makes the hand invisible and penetrates the viscera.

    Wang man knew the horror of Mian Zhang. He looked very dignified. His muscles and bones roared together. He punched with all his strength, exceeding 1500 kg.

    "Bang!"

    When the dull noise came out, Wang man was defeated and his body retreated violently.

    Shua! Shua! Shua!

    However, Mu Qingyu was powerful and ruthless. She pursued quickly and turned her palms. Each palm was full of dark strength. After a few breaths, she didn''t know how many palms she gave. Many external disciples saw Wang man waving his fists and retreating again and again. Blood gushed from his mouth and nose.

    Too strong!

    Many people are shocked that a woman, a girl of fifteen or sixteen, has such a powerful strength!

    Of course, they would be relieved if they knew that Mu Qingyu was often burned by fire and poison from childhood and suffered unimaginable pain.

    "Damn it, my strength is so much stronger than me!"

    Wang man''s face was pale. He rushed left and right, but he couldn''t get rid of Mu Qingyu''s pursuit. After a while, he noticed that he didn''t know how many bones had been broken. He couldn''t care about any shame anymore. He shouted, "don''t fight, don''t fight, I admit defeat."

    Mu Qingyu stopped attacking and let Wang man go down the challenge arena.

    "Win, or win!" countless people sigh and feel ashamed. Mu Qingyu is also a woman. These men can''t even compare with a woman.

    In addition, many little girls have bright eyes, and a beautiful girl dances excitedly: "hee hee, elder martial sister Qingyu is too powerful. I''ve decided to take elder martial sister Qingyu as an example and practice hard in the future!"

    "Younger martial sister, she is a genius. You can never surpass her."

    "Who says I''m going to surpass senior sister Qingyu? I just want to practice hard and try to find a good man to marry in the future."

    "Oh, I see. But younger martial sister, what do you think of elder martial brother? Although my cultivation is not high, I am also a talent."

    "Shut up, I won''t marry you. If I want to marry, I will marry senior brother Yang Xuan."

    "Er, Yang Xuan?"

    ……

    "Mu Qingyu wins. Next, sign on the 7th and sign on the 8th."

    As soon as the South Korean voice fell, they boarded the challenge arena. One of them was Shi Yu, and the other was a tall boy with sword eyebrow stars.

    His name is Lu Shuang. He is from the Lu family, one of the eight martial arts families on Xingchen island. He has cultivated the unique skill of the Lu family, dragon claw hand.

    This is an extremely powerful claw technique. It is said to be able to open the stele, crack the stone and tear the lion and tiger, but the dragon claw hand is no matter how powerful it is, it can''t break Shi Yu''s inferior treasure arm guard. The two fought hard in the challenge arena for a long time. Lu Shuang was exhausted. Shi Yu caught the flaw and blew him off the challenge arena with one punch.

    Then there were two people on the stage. One of them, Yang Xuan, was very familiar with Zhou Kun. When he first entered the Qixuan gate, he even lived under the same roof with Zhou Kun for some time. Unfortunately, Zhou Kun was arrogant and didn''t like to talk.

    Look at Zhou Kun''s opponent, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

    His name is Lin Feng. His facial features are like a knife. He is very handsome and strong. He fought with Zhou Kun for a long time until he was exhausted.

    He was also very natural and unrestrained. Seeing the enemy, he turned and jumped off the challenge arena.

    So far, a total of five people won and five people were eliminated.

    The five winners were Yang Xuan, Li Yunfei, Mu Qingyu, Shi Yu and Zhou Kun.

    The South Korean side did not give the five people time to rest. It took out the bamboo tube with five bamboo sticks and said, "well, now draw lots again, of which No. 1 is for No. 2, No. 3 is for No. 4 jade, and those who draw No. 5 are empty."

    Five people did not delay, one by one came forward to draw lots, and the results came out soon.

    Li Yunfei vs. Zhou Kun in World War I, Yang Xuan vs. Mu Qingyu in World War II, and Shi Yu is lucky. This is a good thing for him. Even if he is defeated next, he can still get the third place and get a lot of rewards.

    Soon, the battle of Li Yunfei''s Zhou Kun began. He was worthy of being the first person in the outside door. Li Yunfei was really powerful. He only hit Zhou Kun out of the challenge arena with more than a dozen punches.

    "The Second World War, Yang Xuan Mu Qingyu."

    At the moment, with the voice of the South Korean side falling, the whole audience discussed one after another.

    "A good play is coming. I don''t know who is better!"

    "I guess Yang Xuan is better."

    "It''s too arbitrary. Mu Qingyu is not a vase. His strength is enough to threaten Li Yunfei."

    "Yes, and Mu Qingyu is still a woman, a sympathetic woman. It''s hard to guarantee whether Yang Xuan will show mercy."

    At the same time, Yang Xuan was the first to mount the challenge arena. Mu Qingyu was not slow, and he fell on the challenge arena as light as a swallow.

    She looked up at Yang Xuan. There was no nonsense. She said faintly, "do it. Let me see your strength."

    "As you wish."

    Yang Xuan moved and swung his fist at him.

    Many external disciples were silly when they saw this scene. Someone shouted: "his grandmother, he really did it first. Is there any demeanor?"

    Mu Qingyu looked indifferent and had no waves in her eyes. It seemed that there was nothing in the world that could make her angry. Seeing Yang Xuan''s fist attack, she drifted back and avoided driving away.

    "Good posture!"

    Yang Xuan laughed when his fist failed. As he stepped out, the bluestone challenge arena under his feet was cracked, and the strong power broke out, and he rushed at Mu Qingyu fiercely.

    "Damn, can''t I fight back?" Mu Qingyu was a little angry in his heart, and didn''t know what footwork he had performed. His feet were light, and his graceful body pulled out a series of residual shadows, which not only avoided Yang Xuan''s attack, but also suddenly appeared behind him.

    "What a strange body method!"

    Yang Xuan was surprised. He didn''t want to. He turned around and punched.

    "Cotton palm!"

    Mu Qingyu drank it. She was not slow at all. Yang Xuangang punched, and she just slapped.

    "Bang!"

    With a dull sound, the two figures retreated until they were four or five meters away.

    "Equal strength!?" someone shouted.

    "It''s a close match now, but the battle has just begun. The blow just now was just a test."

    "Yes, not to mention Mu Qingyu, but Yang Xuan hasn''t drawn his sword yet. You know, he has got Wu Xiao''s middle-grade treasure, the golden lightsaber. With his swordsmanship and the benefit of the golden lightsaber, it''s hard to say whether Mu Qingyu can stop it."

    ……

    On the challenge arena, the two people made a hard score and didn''t start again. They looked at each other. Mu Qingyu suddenly said, "draw your sword. You can''t beat me without using the golden lightsaber."

    "Hey, hey, I can beat you without drawing a sword."

    Yang Xuan''s mouth was slightly tilted, but he was ready to steal the master''s step of admiring Qingyu. He always felt that this step was not simple, even more powerful than his snake step.

    "Hum“

    Mu Qingyu Leng hum, regardless of whether he pulls out his sword or not, he uses strange footwork and launches a fierce attack on him as fast as lightning.

    Poof, poof, poof

    Facing Mu Qingyu''s palm after palm, Yang Xuan was not flustered. He used the nine pole collapse of the six gravity channels to resist. At the same time, his eyes were like electricity and carefully observed Mu Qingyu''s footsteps.

    A series of crackling explosions, the two people''s bodies twinkle, close combat, no one can do anything.

    "Yang Xuan is really not going to use the golden lightsaber?" someone said.

    "Hum, if he doesn''t draw his sword, he will lose!"

    ……

    On the challenge arena, there was a fierce battle for a long time. Seeing that Yang Xuan could not be defeated, Mu Qingyu''s face became colder and his hand was fierce. The dark strength was extremely terrible with each palm.

    Yang Xuan opened up and closed, and kept waving his fist to resist. There was nothing wrong with his muscles, bones, skin and flesh, but he couldn''t stand the five internal organs and six strands. He had to use the nine pole collapse of seven strength.

    Bang, bang, Bang

    The Jiuji avalanche of Qizhong power is really strong. Mu Qingyu''s flesh is very strong, but it''s very uncomfortable to resist more than a dozen punches one after another. His blood is churning all over and his face is red. Especially the maroon birthmark on his face is more and more eye-catching and makes people dare not look directly at it.

    At the moment, with a terrible anti earthquake force, she retreated and shouted, "Yang Xuan, why don''t you try your best? Is it to deliberately humiliate me?"

    Yang Xuan didn''t answer and didn''t do it again. Instead, he thought with his eyebrows, and quickly deduced Mu Qingyu''s steps in his brain.

    Relying on the experience of the Shura demon king in his previous life, the more he deduces, the greater the harvest. Gradually, he has a lot of understanding of that footwork.

    However, Mu Qingyu saw him silent. His eyes were colder and shouted, "asshole, what can I ask you?"

    The sound is crisp and pleasant, but it has a biting chill.

    Yang Xuan recovered from his meditation and scratched his head. "Sorry, I''m not humiliating you, but I think your footwork is very good. Well, how to say, I want to see if I can learn it."

    The crowd was as numb as a chicken when he said this. I''m afraid he''s cheating on the teacher!