The villain cat Shizun dressed as the male protagonist

On the day of the competition, Princess Ci'an specially changed into a beautiful dress, red silk fabric with phoenix patterns embroidered on it, and beaded hairpins all over her head, all of which Ci'an liked, and she wore them today, especially the golden one. The hairpin hairpin was given to her by the queen to wear when she got married.

Mu Cheng didn't have any extra thoughts, he was still "talking about love" with Chi Ning before he took the stage.

Of course, it's just Mu Cheng's unilateral opinion, but Chi Ning doesn't think so.

"Be careful of Meng Yikang, this man is insidious and cunning, if he dares to challenge you, he is sure." Chi Ning said worriedly.

"Is Master caring about me? I will definitely be careful." Mu Cheng said with gentle eyes.

This kind of tenderness can only appear when Mu Cheng looks at Chi Ning, and sometimes this kind of tenderness even makes Chi Ning himself have an illusion.

Mu Cheng...does he like him too?

Chi Ning gave a wry smile from the bottom of his heart, patted Mu Cheng on the shoulder, and said a thousand words into one sentence, "Be careful in everything."

For the competition between the two, the emperor specially asked someone to set up a competition platform in the open space.

The rule is to win two out of three rounds, and lose if you fall off the competition stage or get beaten down and can't get up.

"Accepted." Mu Cheng said.

"Hmph, be careful, don't be beaten up by me and carried down." Meng Yikang challenged in a low voice.

Mu Cheng didn't say anything, but just glanced at Meng Yikang contemptuously, with light eyes, but it made Meng Yikang sullen, feeling that Mu Cheng looked down on him.

As soon as Cheng Yuan came out, swords were drawn.

You come and I go, all are killer moves, swords and swords.

The wind blew, and the dust on the stage was rolled up. The sword aura struck people, and the stage was full of desolation and chill.Meng Yikang wanted to kill Mu Cheng every move, Mu Cheng drew his sword with his backhand and held it flat against his chest, never leaving his eyes from Meng Yikang's hand.Because he found that Meng Yikang's hand strength was too vain, and it was clearly not as strong as this golden core cultivation base should have.

Compared with Meng Yikang, Mu Cheng's foundation is more stable. He is like a sword hidden in a box, keeping a low profile and hiding its sharpness. Out, a cold light hit Meng Yikang's throat.Before the sword arrived, Sen Han's sword energy had already pierced Meng Yikang's skin. Meng Yikang slid and took a few steps back, almost falling off the competition platform.

Fortunately, Meng Yikang stopped, and he smiled and said, "That's all, come again!"

Before he finished speaking, Meng Yikang rushed over again.

The cyan sword light finally soared into the sky, the sword twisted three sword flowers in the air, like a snake spit out a core, and stabbed directly at Mu Cheng's eyebrows, Mu Cheng managed to dodge the sword.

There must be something strange about the skyrocketing spiritual power.

"Whoosh!" Meng Yikang swung his sword first, the light of the sword was like water and faintly turned into a silk thread, but the silk thread couldn't even touch Mu Cheng's body.Mu Cheng retreated as if turning into a gust of wind.

Boom! ! !The ground trembled, and a large pit with several feet appeared, but Mu Cheng had already dodged a few steps away.

Mu Cheng sensed that something was wrong, seeing that Meng Yikang's eyes were already as red as blood, it was clear that there was... something wrong.

Before Mu Cheng could think about it, Meng Yikang came after him again, his spiritual power getting stronger each time.

Especially this move is obviously stronger than the spiritual power just now.It's just... such a pity.Meng Yikang can't reach Mu Cheng's height no matter what.Mu Cheng just tapped the ground lightly, and disappeared in place.

Meng Yikang was surprised, and took a few steps back to take a look, only to realize that Mu Cheng appeared ten feet away safe and sound, his throat sweetened, and a bloody smell surged up.

Just as Meng Yikang was about to open his mouth, a sword light flashed on his chest for a thousandth of a second, and then disappeared quickly.Even he didn't see anything, and suddenly felt a pain in his chest.Bowing his head, a line of bright red blood flowed down.

Meng Yikang saw that his clothes were torn and there was a little skin wound on his chest, which was not fatal.

It's just... the overuse of the pill gave him a chance to counterattack Mu Cheng just now, but it also accelerated the counterattack.

He...how could he lose, impossible...impossible.

"Pfft, cough cough cough" A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and Meng Yikang knelt on the ground with blank eyes, his head drooped, and there was no movement.

"what happened?"

"People won't... die, right?"

"Impossible, I don't think Namu's sword is fatal."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, Mu Cheng frowned, walked forward slowly, put the sword behind his back, pushed Meng Yikang, did not use any force, but Meng Yikang fell on the competition stage with a "bang", bleeding from his seven orifices, his eyes redness.

Mu Cheng sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly felt his pulse, only to find that he was out of breath.

Meng Yikang...he is dead.

The emperor did not expect that a human life would result in a competition.

Mu Cheng jumped off the competition stage, surrounded by the Wushan faction gang, Mu Cheng had just glanced at it, Meng Yikang's dantian had signs of damage, it was obvious that he had taken too much pills to death, it had nothing to do with him, but he did not Thinking that this could make the Wushan faction bite back, it really made Mu Cheng ignore how thick-skinned they are.

If there is a degree of shamelessness, then the Wushan faction can be called No. 2, and no one dares to call it No. [-].

"Mu Cheng, if you kill my disciple of Wushan Sect, I will be at odds with your Chenfeng Sect!" Huang Muyang, the elder of Wushan Sect, shouted angrily.

With that appearance, those who didn't know really thought that Mu Cheng killed someone and did something wrong.

"This Huang Muyang is really shameless. Under the eyes of everyone, his stinky mouth wants to slander Mu Cheng with empty teeth." Chi Ning cursed angrily. He wanted to go up to find the theory of immortality, but was stopped by the head .

"Calm down," said the headmaster, and walked up.

Seeing that he was so calm, Chi Ning thought that the head of the sect was going to argue, who would have thought...

"You old bastard, you are not ashamed. With so many eyes looking at you, you want to slander my disciples and think that there is no one in my Chenfeng sect? That disciple of yours is obviously not stable. Yao, what kind of genius is he really? Well, as a disciple of my sect, I know that I must practice the righteous way at a young age. As the saying goes, if the upper beam is not upright and the lower beam is crooked, you are afraid that it is not a good thing! After a long time, this shameless is still a sect tradition!"

The head scolded him, but Huang Muyang stopped him and stretched out his hands tremblingly, his face was flushed, he was out of breath, and he didn't think of anything good to say back, he only choked out a few words, "You, you!"

Chi Ning was also dumbfounded watching in the audience, stunned, and applauded, repeatedly applauding, good guy, good guy, he just called him good guy.

It turns out that the head is also a good hand at cursing!

Huang Muyang's old face turned red when he was scolded. Hearing the accusations from the audience, how could he not know how his disciple's cultivation base came about? Backlash, it can only be said that he is a sin committed by the sky, which is still forgivable, but he is self-inflicted and cannot live.