On this day, Mu Su left the cave and was about to go to the Houshan Hot Spring to peep, but was blocked by two outer disciples.

One of them, Han Yuanji, offered to go to the martial arts arena with Mu Su.

Mu Su can challenge where a cat and a dog can challenge, and he has more important things to do at this time, so he refused: "Don't fight." ”

said that he missed the two and was leaving.

Han Yuanji's mocking tone came from behind him: "Are you afraid of death?" ”

Mu Su paused and tilted his head slightly: "Death? ”

Han Wonji sneered: "Thinking about it, you're afraid—"

"Good! Walk! Mu Su hurriedly turned around, for fear that he would regret it.

"What......?" Mu Su's change of attitude made Han Yuanji subconsciously flustered.

"Aren't you going to try, quick, come on." Mu Su couldn't help but say, pulling Han Yuanji and walking out.

Han Wonji's companion had to remind him loudly: "You went the other way......"

After tea time, the three of them came to the martial arts training ground together.

A large number of outer disciples are on the martial arts platform. The two came to an empty competition platform in the corner, and confronted each other a few feet apart.

Han Yuanji took off his boots, grabbed the ground with his toes, pressed his center of gravity down, stretched out his white palm, and assumed a palm posture.

Mu Su stood with his hands tied, tilting his head and raising his eyebrows to stare at Han Yuanji.

Seeing that Mu Su didn't attack first, Han Yuanji stared at Mu Su's eyes and moved a step forward with the soles of his feet. His gaze moved downwards and spread all over Mu Su's body.

Immediately, he couldn't help but be stunned, and his eyes showed a hint of panic.

How can it be!

He found that when Mu Su went to that station, there was not the slightest flaw in his body. Integrated, both offensive and defensive, pull a hair and move the whole body!

……

Mu Su scratched his head. Why didn't he do it?

As an existence that was so anxious that he put on his pants halfway through, Mu Su decided to take the initiative, and faced Han Yuanji with both palms, shouting: "Shenluo Tianzheng!" ”

A cyclone suddenly erupted from Mu Su's palm. Han Yuanji's eyes shrank, and he ran the Nine Mountains Decisive with all his might, and when he landed, his whole body sank into it, and his feet sank into the stone platform by an inch.

A huge amount of spiritual power came, and the black-haired robe pulled back and shook the hunt. Han Yuanji was shocked by the strength of his spiritual power, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was wary of Mu Su's attack at any time.

After the strong clinker wind passed, Mu Su on the other side stood up slightly and scratched his head in embarrassment.

Han Yuanji couldn't guess that Mu Su wouldn't do any exercises.

And the shot just now has used up all his spiritual power.

When Han Yuanji realized that Mu Su was strong and middle-class, a stick of incense that was simultaneously lit outside the venue had already been burned.

Han Yuanji was furious, withdrew his spiritual power, and used his bare hands. Mu Su, who doesn't know anything, is Han Yuanji's opponent, and he suffered losses again and again in the first fight, and was deliberately humiliated by Han Yuanji, and he was embarrassed.

The two young men of the Qi Refining Realm actually started to move like a mountain villager.

Of course, the one who is Yamano Murafu is Makisu. Han Wonji is as relaxed as a grandmaster with a crop.

"Are you going to kill me!" Mu Su was stirred up by the fire.

Han Yuanji snorted coldly: "The sect stipulates that you must not harm your fellow sects, so I'm just learning from you." ”

"If you don't kill me, then I'll kill you!" Mu Su said unreasonable words, relying on the pain to weaken this, and roared and punched.

Han Yuanji easily grabbed Mu Su's fist and was about to speak.

"Ahh......h

Hearing Mu Su's screams in his ears, Han Yuanji was subconsciously stunned.

Mu Su smiled darkly, and his left hand, which was hidden behind his back, suddenly poked out, and raised two fingers to stick straight into Han Yuanji's eyes.

"Stick your eyes in!"

How could Han Wonji be injured by this method, he put his hand in front of his forehead and easily separated him. Sneered: "That's it—ah!! ”

Mu Su stepped the soles of Han Yuanji's feet and crushed hard. When Han Wonji, who was furious after screaming, rolled on the spot with a palm and easily got out of the fight.

Han Yuanji's eyebrows were countdown, and the anger in his eyes was substantial. But seeing Mu Su attack again like looking for death!

"Stick your eyes in!"

Mu Su's old trick was repeated, and he raised two fingers and stuck straight in.

"The same trick won't work for me a second time—ah!!"

Han Yuanji was in pain, and his originally beautiful face was hideous and covered his crotch.

And Mu Su had already rolled away flexibly, jumping back and forth not far away, swinging his fist provocatively.

"You bastard......" Han Wonji roared out from between his teeth, and Mu Su saw that he was really angry, so he hurriedly leaned over. Looking forward to being beaten to death with a slap.

Han Wonji was in pain, but he hadn't lost his mind yet. Seeing Mu Su attacking, he still didn't gather spiritual power and slapped it with one palm.

Mu Su showed a touch of disappointment, suddenly moved away to look behind Han Yuanji, and shouted in surprise: "...... the master?" ”

Han Yuanji was stunned when he heard this, subconsciously closed his palm and turned around, he felt a heavy kick on his buttocks, his body couldn't help but staggered forward a few steps, and he turned his head in anger and glared: "You! ”

Then I saw Mu Su sticking like kraft candy again.

The latter waved his palm, but saw Mu Su looking behind him again, and let out a voice in shock.

"...... boss?"

Han Yuanji didn't care about it, and Clinker Musu didn't hide from this palm, and stood with his hands tied up with a respectful expression.

"Is it a meter?" Han Yuanji couldn't tell the difference, and finally gritted his teeth and turned his head to look.

For some reason, when there was no one behind him, and when he was kicked in the ass again, Han Wonji was not the slightest surprised.

He didn't even get angry. The face gradually calmed down, as if it had been sublimated at this moment.

"Come on, come on."

The change in Han Yuanji's mood was keenly perceived by Mu Su, and he tried to wave his hand to provoke, but Han Yuanji's face was still calm and unmoved.

Mu Su was discouraged, and the improvised tiger breeding plan came to naught.

He still had hope that he would be beaten to death on stage.

The two fought again, and Han Yuanji no longer ignored Mu Su's little tricks, easily held his wrist, and chuckled: "This time it depends on where you escaped." ”

Mu Su snorted coldly, reached into his arms, raised a large handful of sand and shouted: "Sandstorm funeral!" ”

No one could have imagined that he would hide a handful of sand in his arms.

Han Wonji, who had the chance to win, was caught off guard and hurriedly retreated. When he opened his eyes vaguely, he saw Mu Suli standing in place motionless. With his hands on his chest, he raised his head proudly like an overcomer.

Eventually, the farce came to an end. Because there are more and more disciples gathered around. Mu Su is not afraid, but Han Yuanji can't afford to lose this person.

It's just that this earth-shattering news finally spread. Those disciples who wanted to trouble Mu Su died down, and they didn't want to repeat Han Yuanji's mistakes.

It's really embarrassing to play like that, whether you win or lose.

The competition was almost a joke, and on the surface, Han Yuanji was so angry that Mu Su almost collapsed. In fact, Mu Su was hit dozens of times, although he couldn't see it on the surface, he was actually a dark injury. If it weren't for the weakening of the pain, it would have been enough for Mu Su to lie on the bed and hum for three days.

But it was enough to make Mu Su itch all over his body for most of the day.

Mu Su couldn't help but secretly hate it.

He was not a generous man.

That night, Mu Su sneaked out and came to the teaching room. Taking advantage of the night, he drew a big cut on the smooth white jade ground.

Wang Zihao, I love you for the rest of my life! I'm waiting for you to come every night with my ass cleaned!

- Outer disciple Han Won Kiliu.

No one can offend Mu Su.

No one.