Chapter 340 Lessons are not enough (two more)

  After the previous two days of competition, four thousand people were eliminated in half, leaving two thousand people.

  Compared to the first day, there was only a fraction of it.

   When Mu Qinglan set foot on the competition field again, he obviously felt that the space was much larger.

  Nature, and those who can stay are naturally outstanding figures among the younger generation.

  Mu Qinglan looked around, and on the audience stage, he saw a face that had not appeared in the previous three days.

  All major families have sent some more important figures. Although they will not play, they are expressing their attitude and show that they attach importance to the elite club.

  Of course, this emphasis is reserved for those who are left on stage.

  The previous ones are not worth mentioning in their eyes.

  After a year, seeing those faces again, Mu Qinglan found that his heart was unexpectedly calm.

  However, only she knows that under this calm, everything of this year is buried!

  As long as you find an opportunity and a crack appears, it will tear open a piece of heaven and earth!

  And on the audience stage, there are constant voices of discussion.

   "The two days of the game are really unexpectedly exciting! I think it's much better than the last time!"

  "I think too! I still remember yesterday, when Shuizhi shot it, it was so beautiful! As expected, he is the most talented person in the Shui family!"

  "More than that? Ouyang Yichen is also very strong! Moreover, his appearance is also handsome and handsome..."

"When it comes to looks, how can anyone compare to the Four Princes? Let me say, the first day, the most pleasing match, I'm afraid it was the Four Princes match? Others are not ready yet, he is playing here. It's over! It's not a grade at all!"

   "Speaking of this, I remember, what is the name of the person who won the first victory in the first game? It is also very fast! I think maybe the strength is good."

"That person is called Xi Yan! Looking at that move, it is a bit of strength, but it is not comparable to the four princes. One sky, one land! I see, maybe that person will stop here today... "

  Mu Qinglan has no interest in others, but is a little curious about ink painting.

   "What's wrong with ink painting? He used the star array?"

Next to   , a young man glanced at her, apparently recognizing Mu Qinglan, and couldn’t help saying:

   "You didn't come? That was the most exciting game yesterday!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Mu Qinglan's eyes.

"You don't know! The opponent he met yesterday was a powerhouse in the middle of the Soul Realm! No one thought that the two of them had run into each other so early. After the two played for a while, Shui Mozhi seemed a little impatient. , It is throwing out the star formation and ending the battle instantly! It is really gorgeous and powerful!"

   turned out to be the middle stage of the Divine Soul Realm...no wonder, this level is definitely considered high among the people in the entire elite group. The result was too unlucky, and I first encountered ink painting.

   Mu Qinglan's expression moved, Yu Guang happened to see Shui Zhi standing not far away with an indifferent expression.

  He heard clearly, but obviously didn't care at all.

  This state of mind is rare.

   Mu Qinglan became more vigilant about ink painting.

  For some reason, compared to Xiao Beitang, she feels that ink painting is more difficult to deal with.

  At this moment, Xiuyuan's figure suddenly appeared over the competition arena.

  Everyone looked up.

   "Everyone, I believe that today's game process, you already know it. There should have been two thousand people participating today, but 38 people were seriously injured and unable to participate in today's game, which is regarded as an automatic abstention."

  Everyone was in an uproar in the field.

  This is a shame!

  Having finally won, but still unable to advance to the next round, this might be a bigger blow to them.

  Xiuyuan's gentle gaze swept across everyone, saying:

"I know, maybe some people think this is unfair, but I can only say that this is the elite club! I told you on the first day that only the strong who wins the strong can come to the end! Although it is three less Eighteen people, but the rest are still a two-person team, one win and one loss. The loser is eliminated, and the winner all enters the next round! Enter the Xiaofengyuan together!"

  Hearing the words "Xiaofengyuan", the expressions of almost everyone changed at once.

   Nan Xun was stunned for a moment, turned his head and asked Mu Qinglan:

  "Shooting Wind Garden? Is it the Xiaofeng Garden left by the founding emperor of the Saint Yuan Empire?"

  Mu Qinglan couldn't help being amused: "Otherwise, there will be a second Xiaofeng Garden?"

  Nan Xun's eyes were full of excitement.

   "Really!? I've wanted to go in there for a long time! As long as I win today's game, I can go in, right?"

  Mu Qinglan nodded helplessly.

  In fact, it is not difficult to get in, the key is to be able to get out!

   But looking at Nan Xun’s enthusiasm, Mu Qinglan didn’t bother to say it, and Shan was hitting his enthusiasm.

  Nan Xun's eyes shined, and he leaned closer and said in a low voice:

   "I heard that Xiaofengyuan was the last place where the founding father of the country sat and transformed. It is very mysterious. If a cultivator enters, if he can get a chance, he will be able to greatly increase his strength!?"

  The founding grandfather of the Shengyuan Empire is a legend. Mu Qinglan has also heard a lot of rumors. Among them, Xiaofengyuan is a place that has been more advanced.

  Because it really exists, and every time the elite will be reopened.

  For all teenagers, it is still a very proud thing to be able to get the opportunity to enter the Xiaofeng Garden, even if they can’t make it to the end.

  Seeing everyone getting excited because of Xiaofengyuan, Xiuyuan's smile became deeper.

   "So, today's battle is very important to each of you! I won't say much about the others, the competition-start!"

  The rules are the same as the previous two days, and there are still two hundred people on stage at the same time.

  Mu Qinglan glanced down, and a number slowly appeared on the jade card.

   "The sixth session, the 78th!"

  For the sixth show, maybe it will take a while...

   "Am I actually the first time?"

  Nan Xun looked at the jade plaque in his hand, still couldn't believe it, rubbed his eyes, and was immediately happy:

   "Great! I can go back to bed early today!"

The sound of    was so loud that many people around watched it.

  Mu Qinglan felt a little embarrassed, and just wanted to pretend not to know him.

Someone next to    taunted and said:

   "Yes, if you lose the game early, you can naturally go back to sleep!"

  Nan Xun laughed back and turned his head and saw that the person in front of him seemed a bit familiar, but the other person's expression was not very friendly.

  He immediately thought of something and looked at the jade medal in the man's hand.

   "The first time, the tenth!"

   is his opponent in this game!

  No wonder...

   Nan Xun showed a big smile: "Don't worry, I usually win faster."

  The man's face became cold: "I don't know how to live or die!"

  Mu Qinglan couldn't help but smiled:

   "I don't know who is dead or alive. I only know that an early stage of the Soul Realm generally cannot beat the peak of the Soul Realm."

   "Who are you!? What nonsense?"

  Mu Qinglan turned around lazily, looking at Zhong Yirong with his eyes widened and his face flushed with pity.

  "Who I am, you will know sooner or later. As for what I am talking about...I am kindly reminding you. Now, the one you are about to fight with you is the pinnacle of the Soul Realm."

  Satisfied, watching Zhong Yirong's face change from red to iron blue, and then a little pale, Mu Qinglan patted Nan Xun's arm.

   "Don't know that there is no light or heavy under your hands, you know, this is the eldest son of the imperial Zhong family."

  Nan Xun immediately cooperated and said, "It turns out that this is the case, okay, then I will start a little later, and make sure that Master Zhong loses comfortably!"

   "You! You guys!"

  Zhong Yirong's chest seemed to have flames burning, and he couldn't wait to rush up and tear them apart!

  However, Mu Qinglan was too lazy to pay attention, and walked off the stage lightly.

  Zhong Yirong wanted to get angry, but when he thought that the person in front of him turned out to be the pinnacle of the Soul Realm, his momentum was suddenly short.

  This person looks like a baby face, but at the age of sixteen or seventeen, how come he has reached the pinnacle of the Soul Realm?

  Even Xiao Beitang is the pinnacle of the Soul Realm!

  For a while, he couldn’t figure out whether this was true or not, if it was false, it’s okay to say, if it’s true...

   "Master Zhong, why don't I let you do something first?"

  Zhong Yirong was anxious and yelled: "You fart! How can this young master need you to let it?!"

   "That's it..." Nan Xun nodded clearly, and immediately replied, "If this is the case, then I won't let it go."

"what?"

  Zhong Yirong hasn't reacted yet, Nan Xun has already taken the lead!

  ...

  Mu Qinglan raised his eyebrows and looked at the stage. Zhong Yirong had been passive from the beginning. The level difference between him and Nan Xun was too much. He was playing a cat and mouse game.

  Nan Xun left a scar on him every time, not deep or shallow, and then quickly retreated. Zhong Yirong couldn't catch him at all. After being exhausted, Nan Xun stepped forward and left some traces, making Zhong Yirong tired and teasing him.

  The Zhong family members also noticed the situation here, and their expressions were not very good immediately.

  There are not many young people who can do well in the Zhong family. Zhong Yirong is considered to be the best among them. His status is precious and can be regarded as representative of the Zhong family.

   Isn’t it slapped on the face of Zhong’s family to be played like this now? !

"How is this going?!"

  A savage voice came from afar, and Mu Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly, and she saw Zhong Ying'er rushing over with an angry face.

  Zhong Yirong is her biological brother, she naturally can't stand this kind of scene.

   "Then who!? Are you looking for death!"

  She pointed at Nan Xun with one finger, as if she wanted to rush up immediately.

  Mu Qinglan said lazily:

   "That's your brother's opponent. He didn't look for death, he was just playing."

  Zhong Ying'er suddenly turned her head, frowned and looked at Mu Qinglan, with a trace of contempt in her eyes.

   "What are you? You deserve to talk to me too?!"

  Mu Qinglan rubbed his chin with his hand:

  It seems that the lessons taught before are still not enough...

  (End of this chapter)