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As soon as Mo Chen appeared, people noticed him.The first thing everyone looked at was of course his cultivation. Seeing that he only had the eighth level of Qi Refining, they all took a look of amusement.

When he was at the Spirit Beast Terrace two years ago, Mo Chen was still at the top among the beginner disciples at the same period with his fifth level of Qi Refining, even surpassing Ning Ziqing.Looking at the two of them now, Ning Ziqing came from behind, leaving him far behind with his [-]th Qi-refining Dzogchen realm, the two are incomparable.

In fact, in less than three years after entering the school, they have reached the eighth level of Qi Refining, which is already extraordinary. Most of the new disciples who have been selected to participate in the Five Alliance Fighting Skills this year are only at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining. Those who have just passed the competition Qualification line, such as Ning Ziqing is really rare.But Mo Chen is different from others, he possesses ice attribute mutated spiritual root, within two years, he has cultivated from the fifth floor to the eighth floor, if his comprehension is too low, or his heart is not firm, it is difficult to do anything in the way of cultivating immortals.

"Oh, who am I? It turns out to be our ice-type spiritual root genius." The long-faced young man who had always been at odds with Mo Chen spoke first. His name was Feng Yan. Yan is also a fan of Ning Ziqing.

A butterfly hovered by Mo Chen's ear, telling him the ins and outs of the incident, not only the conflict between Shen Yixing and Ning Ziqing, but even Ning Ziqing's despicable deeds to Shen Yiyue.After hearing this, Mo Chen looked down on Ning Ziqing even more. Sexual obscenity is not wrong, but that kind of thing pays attention to what you want, and wanting to steal or take it by force is a disgraceful thing.

Ning Ziqing was the only one present who noticed the little flying insect beside Mo Chen, but he only frowned slightly, and didn't think about it.

"I haven't seen you for two years, and Junior Brother Mo's cultivation has also improved a lot."

Ning Ziqing's tone was friendly, but everyone could tell that the words were meant to mock Mo Chen's two years of cultivation and only advanced to the third floor.However, the Lord didn't seem to hear it at all, not only accepted the "compliment" with pleasure, but even had a very happy expression on his face.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Ziqing, for your concern. Master also said that I am making rapid progress, so let me come out this time to compete more with the senior brothers and sisters."

Mo Chen laughed until he could see his teeth but could not see his eyes. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, wondering if this person was stupid, and he even listened to good words when he was scolded.

Ning Ziqing was choked, and was silent for a moment, ready to ignore this pariah whose mind was different from normal people, and turned to look at Shen Yixing, and calmly persuaded: "Junior Brother Shen, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, We can talk about it afterwards. Now that you and I are both selected disciples of the Five League Fighting Association, it is better to put aside personal grievances for the time being, and focus on the overall situation first, and turn the conflict into friendship."

"Bah! Despicable villain! Who wants to turn a fight with you!" Shen Yixing was pressed down and couldn't move, so he could only spat viciously.

Ning Ziqing raised his eyebrows, "Junior Brother Shen keeps saying that Ning is a despicable villain, why don't you make it clear in front of all your classmates, what despicable and shameless thing Ning has done?"

"You! Ning Ziqing!!"

Shen Yixing was so angry that his head was smoking, his big eyes were staring and struggling wildly, like an irritated puppy.Ning Ziqing confidently shifted his gaze to Shen Yiyue who was not far away, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Mo Chen rolled his black eyes, glanced between Shen Yixing and Ning Ziqing, and stepped forward with a smile, with a standard old peace face, "Hey, how can there be so much love and hatred among cultivators, Junior Brother Shen and Senior Brother Ning Since there is a misunderstanding and it’s hard to explain, why don’t you just have a quick fight, and the loser will agree to a request from the winner, of course, this request must not endanger the life of the other party, since we are from the same sect.”

"A fight?" Ning Ziqing was really amused this time, "Junior Brother Mo, in your current situation, Junior Brother Shen, can you really fight with others?"

Shen Yixing only has the seventh level of Qi Refining, and he had just dealt with Ning Ziqing for a round, and his spiritual power was exhausted, coupled with emotional agitation, if he wanted to fight Ning Ziqing, he would be courting death.Shen Yixing also frowned, obviously disapproving of Mo Chen's proposal.

"Who said that Junior Brother Shen should fight in person? I am willing to compete with Senior Brother Ziqing on his behalf."

Mo Chen walked up to Shen Yixing, his gaze swept over the few people who suppressed him, they suddenly felt a chill rushing up from their backs, and they let go of their hands unconsciously, Mo Chen helped Shen Yixing up, and handed him a hand. Smile, "Are you okay?"

"No, it's fine. Brother Mo, I appreciate your kindness, but it's my own business, so I don't need to burden you."

"Good brother, how can there be any burden or not?" Mo Chen patted Shen Yixing's shoulder very familiarly, and winked at him with his back turned to everyone, "Believe me, I will definitely not let you suffer."

At this time, there were more and more Qi Refining disciples on Yuncui Peak. Seeing the bustling here, they surrounded them curiously. Seeing Shen Yixing being pressed to the ground, they were a little confused.Those who came first explained what happened to those who came later, and there were whispers in the crowd.Only a small part of the qi refining disciples who were selected to participate in the Wumeng Dou this time were new disciples, and most of them were former senior brothers and sisters.For the past two years, Mo Chen has been retreating with Ning Yuan, unlike Ning Ziqing who often walks around in the sect, few people know him.And Ning Ziqing was usually tactful, and he was used to buying people's hearts. Hearing that someone troubled him, most people would stand by his side.

In fact, it is very common for monks to settle disputes through fighting methods, but at this time, the person who proposed fighting methods is a brat who only has an eighth level of qi refining, and he wants to challenge a master of [-]th level, which seems a bit ignorant to others.

"Well, since it was Brother Mo's suggestion, I have no objection, and I am willing to let Brother Mo fight on my behalf." Shen Yixing finally nodded.

"Forget it, if that's the case, then I'll also find a fellow disciple who is at the eighth level of Qi Refining to represent me to compete with Junior Brother Mo." Ning Ziqing said, seeing him like this, everyone secretly praised him for his gentlemanly demeanor.

However, Mo Chen waved his hand: "No need, Mo Chen just wants to compete with Senior Brother Ning, why did Senior Brother Ning find someone else to replace him? Are you still afraid of losing to me?"

Ah!I really don't know what is good or bad!

The discussion in the crowd grew louder, all pointing at Mo Chen's arrogance and ignorance, and someone immediately revealed his background.Those who didn't know heard that he was originally a mortal slave bought from the secular world in the sect. He was found to have spiritual roots because of his shit luck, and then he became a disciple of Qingluan Mountain. There is no more scruples between them.

Ning Ziqing was jealous of Mo Chen being able to worship under Ning Yuan's family. In fact, he had long been displeased with him, but now seeing him ramming himself into the muzzle of a gun, he couldn't help secretly happy.He has already saved face for him, and he doesn't want it himself, so who can blame him?

The predicted result of this fight was almost one-sided, and everyone was waiting for the arrogant child at the eighth level of Qi Refining to be severely punished.However, only a small number of people remain silent about it.

These people had seen Ning Yuan recover the eighth-level monster spider with his own eyes at the spirit beast stage that day, and the eighth-level monster spider, which seven or eight Jindan elders could do nothing with their combined efforts, was easily subdued by Ning Yuan, a monk in the foundation period.Also, Mo Chen was once questioned by Elder Ning Qian for using a spell that surpassed his own cultivation. Ning Yuan only asked Ning Ziqing to do it with a few words of advice, and Ning Qian was ashamed on the spot.As the saying goes, there is such a kind of master as there is a kind of apprentice. If the master is so heaven-defying, how can the apprentice be a softie?Regardless of the difference in cultivation between the two, for this fight, they don't think so simply like others. Intuitively, they always feel that this will be a good show.

No matter how the onlookers watched the play, Mo Chen and Ning Ziqing finally met.

The area of ​​the square at the top of Yuncui Peak is not small, everyone retreated and let them in the middle.The two stood on one side, Ning Ziqing sacrificed the vajra ring just now, and Mo Chen released a small red feather arrow.

The red feathered arrow was given to Mo Chen by the head of Qingluan Mountain back then, and he didn't know that he threw it into the corner of the storage bag on weekdays, but today he thought of letting it out for some air.