Ancient Gods

In the blink of an eye, there are only two days left before the martial arts event.

At noon that day, the sect leader went to Mufeng in person to find Mo Yang to explain the matter of the martial arts event.

"The martial arts festival will be held in two days. The third elder will take you to Xuantian City together. This is your first time to participate. After arriving at Xuantian City, rest for a night, recuperate your energy, and don't be stressed!" In the small courtyard! , the sect leader warned Mo Yang.

Mo Yang didn't say anything, just nodded.

"I heard from the Supreme Elder that you have reached the middle stage of the third level of the Earth Profound Realm. Under normal circumstances, even if you meet the strongest disciples from the other three sects, the difference in your combat power will not be too big, so there is nothing to worry about. !”

"But you lack actual combat experience, so you try to wait until the later stage before entering the ring and observe your opponent's shooting habits and moves first!"

"But no matter what, you must first ensure that you are safe and do your best. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose!"

The sect leader talked a lot and kept urging Mo Yang.

Mo Yang sighed and said: "Don't worry, Sect Master. In the past, Master led the team himself. This time he can't go, so I will go for him. I will make up for his regrets!"

The sect leader glanced at Mo Yang in surprise, as if he wanted to ask something, but then he endured it.

He actually couldn't detect Mo Yang's cultivation. He wanted to ask, but remembering the words of the Supreme Elder, he endured it.

"We'll start early tomorrow morning. Go get ready!" The sect master didn't stop, and after speaking, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

After walking a few steps, he turned back and said to Mo Yang: "Fei'er will go with you this time, so you can take care of her more for me!"

Mo Yang nodded. With the third elder leading the team, he was not worried about other problems.

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In the early morning of the next day, Qi Heng and others were all ready and waiting at the martial arts training ground early, but Mo Yang arrived late after all.

This was not because Mo Yang did it on purpose, but because he was studying the ancient talismans in the Star Emperor Tower and almost missed the time.

"This guy is like this every time. I really don't dare to count on him in this martial arts event!" One of the disciples said. This man has a very good relationship with Qi Heng. When Qi Heng and Mo Yang made an appointment to fight, Mo Yang asked everyone to It's been a long wait.

Qi Heng also looked very unhappy, but he didn't say anything.

Sophie's face was filled with joy. When she saw Mo Yang coming, she quickly waved to Mo Yang: "Brother Mo Yang, where is this place..."

Xu Xin on the side glanced at Sophie with some hatred, thinking that this little girl must have been drunk by Mo Yang, and now she looks like she is distracted every time she sees Mo Yang.

Xu Xin didn't have a good impression of Mo Yang. In her opinion, although Mo Yang was mysterious and not weak in cultivation, he didn't seem to be serious at all and even had bad intentions.

Apart from anything else, Sophie had asked her about the man getting back on his feet before, and I heard that it was Mo Yang who said it.

"Girls, you should be more reserved. You are the daughter of the sect master. What are you talking about? Don't get too close to him. This guy is not a good guy. He starts to study those improper things at such a young age!" Xu Xin couldn't bear it! He stopped talking and pulled Sophie back.

"Senior Sister Xu, brother Mo Yang is actually not bad at all!" Sophie muttered.

When he was exposed in front of Mo Yang, Mo Yang did nothing and ran away. If it had been anyone else, there would have been two outcomes.

Xu Xin shook her head speechlessly. This little girl was really hopeless.

"Good morning, brothers and sisters!" Mo Yang walked up and spoke to everyone with a smile.

Everyone was speechless for a while, not knowing how to describe Mo Yang.

It's already half an hour late. It's early, sister!

Lingxu Sect is more than a hundred miles away from Xuantian City. They are riding several domesticated flying pengs. These birds are huge. The wings of an adult flying peng spread nearly ten meters and can easily lift several people.

"Now that we are here, let's set off and arrive at Xuantian City early. You will also have time to familiarize yourself with the situation there!" the third elder said.

By the time Mo Yang reacted, the backs of the three flying pengs were already crowded, and the other disciples were obviously reluctant to ride on one side with Mo Yang.

The Feipeng driven by the third elder had three disciples on its back, and the other end was driven by Qi Heng. There were three people sitting behind him, and the remaining ones were Xu Xin and Su Feier.

"Brother Mo Yang, come up quickly..." Sophie patted the front of her and motioned for Mo Yang to sit on it.

Xu Xin's face immediately showed a trace of displeasure, but she couldn't squeeze onto the backs of the other two Feipengs.

"Mo Yang, go ahead and control them. Fei'er and Xu Xin are girls after all. Slow down, don't go too fast!" The third elder glanced at several people and could only say this.

"Uh... ok!" Mo Yang was a little speechless. When these disciples came to him to exchange pills a few days ago, each one of them was like his own son, except that they didn't call him biological father. Now when something happens, each one of them Hiding far away, like hiding from the god of plague.

Mo Yang jumped up and landed firmly on Feipeng's back. The fourth elder had often taken him to sit on this thing before, so he was familiar with it.

Sophie's eyes were full of little stars. Only then did she realize that even a random movement of Mo Yang was different, chic and handsome.

Just seeing this scene, the other disciples were a little unhappy. The two beauties were crowded together with Mo Yang, and they just watched. Wasn't this a big advantage for Mo Yang.

As several long and sharp roars rang out in the martial arts arena, three flying pengs soared into the sky.

Mo Yang's flying roc was in the lead, and soon he left the two flying rocs behind him and disappeared. Su Fei'er grabbed Mo Yang's robe tightly and kept shouting excitedly.

Xu Xin secretly regretted and cursed Mo Yang for being crazy. The wind swept past her ears at a high speed, making strange sounds. She was really scared and didn't dare to look down at the scenery below. If she had known, she would never ride with Mo Yang.

"Mo Yang, can't you go slower? The third elder and Senior Brother Qi are still behind!" Xu Xin couldn't help but remind him.

"Senior sister, you don't understand this, right? Fei Peng is famous for its fast speed. Why should it be slow when it can fly fast... Senior sister, you are not afraid, right? If you are afraid, just say it!" Mo Yang said without turning his head.

After passing through several dense forests, Mo Yang slowed down his flying speed.

Xu Xin's face turned pale with fear. She glared at Mo Yang fiercely and cursed him for being crazy many times along the way.

What made her speechless was that Su Fei'er was so frightened that she was shaking all over, and she almost tore off Mo Yang's clothes, but she still shouted that it was exciting.

"Senior sister, what is the cultivation level of the strongest disciples of the other three sects?" Mo Yang asked.

Xu Xin took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said after a moment of silence: "At the martial arts festival last year, Longchi Pavilion's Longwu and Qian Wushuang had already reached the Earth Profound Realm. After a year of practice, they may have already stepped into the second level of the Earth Profound Realm."

"Yuqing Sect's Mu Qiu is also very strong. Last year, their Yuqing Pavilion ranked first, largely because of Mu Qiu!"

Mo Yang frowned and asked: "What is his cultivation level?"

"At that time, he was in the second level of the Earth Profound Realm. It is hard to say what his cultivation level is now. Only fighting can make it clear!"

Mo Yang then asked: "What about Xuanzong?"

"Xuanzong's strength is similar to our Lingxu Sect, but Xuanzong's Pang Long is very strong. The skills he practices focus on external cultivation. Not only is his strength fierce, but his physique is also extremely strong. There is no rival in the same realm. However, with his talent, he may also reach the Earth Profound Realm this time!"

Mo Yang silently calculated that he only cared about the cultivators in the Heaven Profound Realm. As for those below the Heaven Profound Realm, he didn't need to pay attention to them at all. He had practiced the Xinghuang Sutra until now, so he still had this confidence.

In Mo Yang's opinion, the most likely person to break through to the Tianxuan realm is Mu Qiu of Yuqing Sect, but the others are also possible, after all, he himself is the best example.

"It should be barely possible..." Mo Yang muttered softly.

Xu Xin couldn't help but sneer when he heard it: "You underestimate these people too much. This is your first time to participate in this kind of competition. You will definitely lose if you fight with people of the same realm. You lack combat experience!"

"Although I don't know how you raised your cultivation to the third level of the Dixuan realm, facing those Tianjiao with extremely rich combat experience, you may not be able to deal with the opponents at the peak of the first level of the Dixuan realm!"

Xu Xin has always had a big opinion of Mo Yang in her heart, but what she said was also true, but that was only for ordinary cultivators.

Mo Yang smiled and did not refute anything.

His purpose was very simple, to make up for the regret of his master, that's all.