The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

Around the arena, countless members of the reserve team gathered there, looking at the arena one by one, waiting for the next match.

However, most of the members of the reserve team present were practitioners below the middle stage of the first level of profound practitioners. After all, the highest number of people who came to challenge was the early stage of profound practitioners, and no one above the middle stage of mysterious practitioners came.

After all, Mu Sheng's strength in the eyes of everyone is only around the martial arts master. Even if he defeats Zhou Qi, it is nothing, because Zhou Qi is good at using poison. In terms of combat effectiveness, who can crush him?Not to mention those veteran reserve team members.

Come a half-step profound practitioner, even if you think highly of him, a mid-level first-order profound practitioner?That's too bullying.

In the crowd, members of the Dengfeng Gang stood on one side, led by Lai Yiheng, looking at Mu Sheng with a smile on his face.

In Lai Yiheng's eyes, after today, Mu Sheng will be completely trampled under his feet and become a complete waste!

When the time comes, they will become celebrities of the Gu family in one fell swoop!

on the ring.

A disciple holding two black knives stood facing Mu Sheng, staring at Mu Sheng with his dark brown eyes, and said coldly: "Mu Sheng, I didn't expect you to fight, but that's right, if you don't dare If you take part in the battle, in the reserve group in the future, I'm afraid you will be synonymous with the shrinking turtle, and you won't be able to hold your head up wherever you go!"

"Sacrificing a little points for the sake of fame, you are considered wise."

The voice of the disciple holding the double knives was extremely hoarse, as if two pieces of sandpaper were rubbing against each other vigorously, which made people frown slightly.

Mu Sheng didn't answer, and said with a smile: "You are very honored, because you are my first opponent."

"Honour? Hahaha, but I think it's true that luck is good. If you are in the back, you probably won't even be able to get points." The double-knife disciple laughed, and suddenly lowered his head, stared at Mu Sheng, and said provocatively: "Mu Sheng Sheng, you are a first-class disciple anyway, you have [-] points in your hand, take a gamble and get [-] points directly, do you dare?"

"It's too troublesome." Mu Sheng shook his head.

He was telling the truth, because among the people who challenged him, there were old students and new students, and there were even a few third-class disciples. together.

In order to prevent different people from sending out points invitations, Musheng directly adjusted the points of the battle to one hundred points, so that there is no need to bother to change different points for everyone.

After all, for them, only one person's points have been changed, but Musheng needs to change the points of more than 300 people.

He was in a hurry, and he didn't have so much extra effort to waste.

"Hahaha, how troublesome is it to adjust the points?"

The man holding the jet-black swords shook his head, thinking that Mu Sheng was afraid, so he didn't take his words seriously, and smiled, "I was going to let you lose all at once, but I didn't expect you to be scared, really It's a pity... But, one hundred points is enough!"

"Hurry up and do it." Mu Sheng looked down at the phone and said, "I'm in a hurry."

More than 300 disciples, even if each of them played for 30 seconds, it would take several hours, and Mu Sheng had no time to delay that long on him.

"Insanity!"

The man holding the jet-black double knives suddenly became angry. At the moment when the match started, he swung his saber and slashed towards Mu Sheng. .

Although he is only a martial arts master.

But as an old student, he is stronger than the average peak martial arts master. In the group of new players, apart from Lai Yiheng, no one is his opponent.

The air flow was surging, and it exploded directly in front of Mu Sheng, and then the sword that was waving like a crescent moon swayed in the air, and it turned out to be another sword. The group of onlookers were subconsciously stunned. He is left-handed, and the saber in his left hand is the main force!
So sinister!
Lai Yiheng squinted at him with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, which one of these old students is easy to deal with?For them, it is more common for them to fight across the ranks. Although Zhao Mu is only a martial arts master, with his dual swords, many people have suffered a lot.

Today, Musheng will definitely suffer a big fall!

"One knife, and I'll make you roll off the ring!"

There was fierceness in Zhao Mu's eyes, and he exerted force with his left hand. In an instant, the black saber that was already approaching Mu Sheng suddenly accelerated, and a tyrannical force burst out, unparalleled in ferocity. , can not help but change color.

He is so strong!

The saber is close at hand, but there is still no emotion on Mu Sheng's face. He smiled, "Is it real or fake? It's a bit tricky to use, but do you know that in the face of absolute strength, everything It's all a joke."

"I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the boy!"

Zhao Mu gritted his teeth, and the anger in his eyes was even worse.

I've already slashed in front of you with a knife, and you still speak such lies, you simply don't know what to say!
Today, I will teach you how to be a human being!
The strength in Zhao Mu's body was no longer suppressed, and under the sudden force, his left arm became thicker in an instant, and the black saber slashed down with outrageous strength!

"Chong!"

The black blade flashed.

Everyone's eyes widened, and even their breathing stopped for a moment.

next second.

The clanking sound that everyone expected did not happen.

Not even the scene where the knife and light collided.

Under the astonished gazes of countless people around the ring, Mu Sheng stretched out his fingers and firmly clamped Zhao Mu's black saber. I can't cut it down.

"This, how is this possible!" Zhao Mu's eyes widened, "I slashed with all my strength, but you can stop it?"

He couldn't believe it.

"Is this saber technique hard to block?" Mu Sheng stretched out his right fist and said softly, "You are just my first opponent to warm up."

Zhao Mu's cheeks flushed instinctively, feeling that he was insulted by Mu Sheng, and wanted to yell at him, but he saw a fist, which magnified rapidly in his pupils, and came straight to his face.

"me--"

Zhao Mu's throat rolled, and he didn't even say a word.

That fist had already hit his face.

"Oh!"

A low crash sound resounded throughout the arena, Zhao Mu's figure flew upside down like a cannonball, and hit the audience stage with a bang, everyone subconsciously avoided, the sky was full of dust, in the dust, Zhao Mu didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

And until this time.

The two black knives that had been thrown high into the air fell to the ground with a 'clang'.

The audience was instantly silent!
With shocking gazes, he looked at Mu Sheng on the ring, maintaining a punching posture. His eyes were like sharp blades. The "intense" battle just now in the eyes of the audience made Mu Sheng not move even a single step.

"Next... whose turn is it?"

Mu Sheng's emotionless eyes swept across the crowd lightly, causing countless members of the reserve team to shudder subconsciously. Xiaobai and Rabbit, who thought everyone could be bullied, turned into a big bad wolf at this moment , showing his fangs to everyone.

Only then did they discover—

The invitation to the battle I sent out was not to collect points, but to give points to Mu Sheng...