Smashing pots and selling iron to cultivate immortals

Chapter 201
After Mu Ge finished speaking, everyone just happened to see Mu Quan who was smiling proudly not far away, his eyes were full of contempt and playfulness, and he even made a neck-cutting motion, looking like he deserved a beating.

Everyone's face sank again.

Jun Guling didn't know if someone did it on purpose or what.

Unexpectedly, Mu Ge really met the man named Mu Quan.

Although the opponent's behavior is very frivolous, but the strength is beyond doubt.

It has been 20 years since I was polished in the late stage of the spirit realm, and I have made sufficient preparations for this trip to the secret realm.

To be honest, Jun Guling was a little worried.

And just at this moment, there was another pain in his hand.

Jun Guling turned around angrily, but before he could get angry, he found that the bamboo stick in his hand had been snatched away by Gu Linyuan.

Immediately after, someone shoved his one directly into her hand.

"What are you doing?"

Jun Guling looked puzzled, and at this moment.

"No. [-], which disciple is No. [-]?"

As Gu Linyuan raised the bamboo stick in his hand, the person on the stage looked at him in surprise.

"No. 40 Misty Peak Gu Linyuan, against No. [-] Fafeng Wei Xian—"

Until now, Jun Guling was a fool if she didn't understand what was going on.

Looking at the clean bamboo stick with no numbers in his hand, he didn't need to think about it to know that the eighth result was empty.

What kind of luck is this guy?

With a [-]% chance, they were all drawn by him?

Or is the sect intentionally releasing water?

There is also this possibility, it must be that Gu Linyuan's attack was a bit dark, although it doesn't matter whether he lives or dies in the arena, but at least everyone is in the same sect, which is really not conducive to the harmony of the sect.

Thanks to Gu Linyuan.

In this round, Jun Guling became the lucky [-]% bye.

Everyone was envious of her, only Jun Lanyue gritted her teeth, wanting to tear her apart.

But Jun Guling didn't bother to care about them, and now she was more worried about Mu Ge.

Ah Man and Qu Teng Jun Gu Ling don't have to worry about it. Although their opponents are not weak, but fortunately they are all new disciples. Everyone is equally divided, and the outcome is evenly divided. Moreover, Jun Gu Ling has great confidence in them. .

Not to mention Gu Linyuan.

What should be worried about is whether his opponent is good or not?

Maybe she's hiding somewhere and crying right now, but unexpectedly meeting this great demon king, it's really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

It looks like it's about to play.

Jun Guling frowned and stuffed a porcelain bottle into his hand.

"I--"

"Whatever you, you, take it for you, and use it at critical times."

Mu Ge remained silent with a stiff face, but Jun Guling didn't care about that. After stuffing it into his hand, he warned: "If you can't beat it, don't hold on. It's better to admit defeat than to lose your life. If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood. You mustn't be a fool—"

"okay, I get it---"

Mu Ge tightly held the porcelain bottle in his hand, turned around and entered the ring.

Jun Guling wanted to warn her, but Gu Linyuan stood in front of her with a sullen face, and at the same time stretched out his hand--
"what?"

Jun Guling looked puzzled, but Gu Linyuan's face turned livid, "Where's mine?"

"What's yours?"

Gu Linyuan's face immediately changed, "He has them all, why doesn't my young master have them?"

Jun Guling:
"Oh, as for not?"

"You have to compare? Can he be the same as you? His opponent is very strong, okay? Whether your opponent will play or not is up to you."

In the end, Gu Linyuan was relentless, "I don't care—"

Jun Guling couldn't help it, "Okay, okay, here you are, here you are——"

For the sake of the empty bamboo stick, Jun Guling reluctantly took out another small porcelain bottle and stuffed it into his hand.

She has refined three bottles of Huanxiang Powder in total, and now she has promised to give out two bottles at once, but she feels so sorry for her.

Gu Linyuan didn't care about these.

Holding the porcelain bottle, I went to fight contentedly.

pity--
It really answered Jun Guling's words, when the other party heard that they were fighting Gu Linyuan.

I don't even want to give up directly.

Gu Linyuan didn't give up every move, and directly used the prestige of the punch to frighten the opponent and won the game.

But compared to Gu Linyuan's ease, Mu Ge's side is obviously very difficult.

As soon as he entered the arena, Mu Ge instantly released a cloud and rain technique. Although the drizzle had no offensive power, the ring soon turned into thick fog and drizzle.

And Muge hid in the incarnation of Yunyu, constantly changing directions.

Most of the Mu family have water-type spiritual roots, but Pian Muquan followed his grandfather's side and has fire-type miscellaneous spiritual roots, which is why he was thrown into the Misty Sect by his family.

Because of this, he became even more hostile towards Mu Ge.

"What drizzle, what clouds and mist?"

"Break it for me-"

A big fireball smashed over, making a sizzling sound instantly.

"I have to say that your concealment ability is pretty good, but trash is trash. How dare you compete with me in spiritual power as a mid-spiritualist?"

"Hmph, I thought that I would improve a bit after entering the Misty Sect, but in the end, did I just learn this skill?"

"Sure enough, you are a weak chicken. Heaven-level exercises such as [Guiyuan Zhenjing] are simply wasteful in your hands. It's hard for your mother to go to such a ghostly place for you, tsk tsk——"

"Shut up, what qualifications do you have to mention my mother——"

boom---
As soon as he opened his mouth, he revealed his position, and was quickly chased by Mu Quan, who kicked him away.

puff---
Like a puppet with a broken string, Mu Ge spit out a rain of blood in the air, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, breaking his ribs.

"Amu--"

"Senior Brother Mu—"

Ah Man and Qu Teng exclaimed from the audience, and Jun Guling also looked solemn.

It was Mu Quan who laughed heartily when he saw this.

"Hahaha, you are really stupid—"

"I just scolded you a few times in a violent way, but in the end, you, a piece of trash, was sent directly to the door. You are so weak, what are you doing alive? If I had you, you would have died—"

"But don't worry, I will help you today. When you die, your mother won't have to suffer in such a ghostly place. I'll just be a good person and help you, mother and son, who are so miserable—"

Mu Quan grinned ferociously, and punched like Mu Ge.

He was originally a Dharma cultivator, but at this moment he swung his fist, which was filled with spiritual power. Every punch knocked Mu Ge to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood in pain.

And the more painful Mu Ge was, the more excited he was, and even fell in love with the pleasure of beating someone with his fist.

In the arena, Mu Ge was beaten like a dead dog, unable to fight back.

But everyone outside the ring clenched their fists angrily, especially Ah Man.

"This damned bastard, I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him—"

"I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off—"

"Isn't he bullying people? He's beating Senior Brother Mu to death. How is this different from torture?"

Ah Man was so angry that he went crazy, Qu Teng's eyes were also red, he wished he could go on stage and tear this bastard himself.

Everyone around was also frightened.

Mu Quan is still very famous in Wanfa Peak, but of course it is not a good reputation.

Especially those female cultivators, they can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

But they couldn't beat him——
At this moment, everyone's eyes were also red, as if the person being ravaged was themselves.

But compared to everyone else, Jun Guling was much calmer.

"A little bit, a little bit—"

Ah Man heard the words and said with tears, "What is it? What is it? I think Brother Mu is going to die—"

"Senior Sister Gu Ling, what should I do? Can I admit defeat now? Can we stop fighting?"

"Ugh, I don't want Senior Brother Mu to die—"

The little girl cried into tears, this was the first time she had seen such a bloody scene.

The person who was beaten was someone she was familiar with. She was so anxious that she couldn't do anything, she stomped her feet angrily.

But Jun Guling did not pay any attention, and stared at the arena firmly, and after Mu Ge was kicked away again, spraying a rain of blood, she finally smiled with relief.

"It's done—"

"It's done? What's done?"

Now even Qu Teng couldn't stand it anymore.

At this moment, Gu Linyuan, who had already finished the group arena, came over, and said with a cold face and disdain: "I didn't even realize that, that weak chicken is playing tricks—"

"Now that the enemy has entered the formation he has arranged, it is time for the Jedi to counterattack—"

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, the scene on the ring changed instantly.

Surprised magic circles emerged in an instant, layer upon layer, and almost every time Mu Ge fell to the ground, there would be a halo of light.

Inside and outside, Mu Quan was trapped in it from top to bottom.

Then I heard Mu Quan's cries of pain like killing a pig.

"Ah, Mu Ge, you trash, you're plotting against me—"

"I'm going to tear you to pieces—"

Before he could speak the word "Duan", an invisible needle pierced through the center of his brow in an instant, piercing even his soul.

Mu Ge fell to the ground and vomited blood profusely. He was already injured like this, but he still had the strength to fight back?
Everyone was dumbfounded, they didn't understand when he arranged the formation, and they didn't know what method he used in the end. It was obvious that Mu Quan still had the upper hand, but suddenly he fell like this.

The boss with a pair of big eyes stared at him, and he couldn't rest assured when he saw it.

Not only was he unwilling to die, but everyone was also bewildered and fearful of Mu Ge.

What is his cultivation?
I'm afraid he has just entered the middle stage of the spirit realm, right?
He is still a water-type spiritual root who is not good at fighting. Although he is quite talented in battle, but the formation master is also a crispy skin——
Usually playing support is okay, but not good at 1v1 at all.

What about Muge?

Turned out to be a Jedi counterattack?

A strong man who had been polished for more than 20 years in the late stage of the spirit realm was killed in such an inexplicable way.

Everyone shivered fiercely.

So weird.

Everyone is not afraid of bright swords and bright guns. The most fearful thing is this kind of opponent who you can't guess the opponent's style of play and has no expectations at all.

One moment he had the absolute upper hand, but the next moment he died for no apparent reason.

At this moment, everyone looked at Mu Ge not with pity, but with awe to the core.

(End of this chapter)