Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 25
"Hey, he actually met Mu Qingyu, Wang Man is doomed!"

"Wang Man has also entered the top ten competition, and his strength is obvious to all. Isn't he really Mu Qingyu's opponent?"

"Just wait and see, Mu Qingyu is extremely powerful, whether it is speed, strength, or combat experience, he is far superior to Wang Man."

Seeing Wang Man on stage, many outer disciples were chattering, and at the same time, many people were paying attention to Mu Qingyu.

Her black hair fluttered in the wind, and she had a graceful figure, but what was embarrassing was that there was a flaw on her face, a maroon birthmark that was so eye-catching and could be seen from far away, completely ruining her beauty.

"Oh, if only there were no blemishes on the face!" someone sighed.

"Yeah, such a beautiful woman has such an ugly birthmark on her face!"

"Quiet!"

Suddenly, Han Fang shouted loudly, "The competition begins!"

As soon as the words came out, Mu Qingyu on the ring moved, tapped her toes, roared out, appeared in front of Wang Man, and slapped lightly with her palm.

This is her unique technique of soft palm, a kind of palm technique that breaks the soft and beats the hard, invisible, and penetrates the viscera.

Wang Man was well aware of the horror of Mian Zhang, his expression was extremely dignified, his muscles and bones groaned, and he punched with all his strength, breaking out with a force exceeding [-] jin.

"boom!"

A dull sound came out, Wang Man lost, and his body retreated violently.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
However, Mu Qingyu took advantage of the power and was relentless. She quickly chased the attack, and the shadow of her palm flew away. Wang Man waved his fists, retreating again and again, blood gushed out of his mouth and nose.

too strong!
Many people were shocked that a woman, just a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, had such tyrannical strength!

Of course, if they knew that Mu Qingyu was often burnt to death and endured unimaginable pain since childhood, they would probably be relieved.

"Damn, the strength is so much stronger than me!"

Wang Man's face was pale, he rushed left and right, but he still couldn't get rid of Mu Qingyu's pursuit. After a while, he realized that he didn't know how many bones in his body were broken. He didn't care about any shame anymore, and shouted: "No more fights, no more fights, I admit defeat."

Mu Qingyu stopped, did not attack again, and let Wang Man walk off the ring.

"Victory, it's still a complete victory!" Countless people were both emotional and ashamed, Mu Qingyu was a woman no matter what, and these men couldn't even compare to a woman.

In addition, there were also many little girls with glowing eyes, and a pretty girl danced excitedly: "Hehe, Senior Sister Qingyu is too good, I have decided that I will follow Senior Sister Qingyu's example and work hard in cultivation!"

"Junior Sister, she is a genius, you will never be able to surpass her."

"Who said I'm going to surpass Senior Sister Qingyu? I just want to practice hard and try to find a good man to marry in the future."

"Hehe, so that's the case, but junior sister, look at how senior brother is. Although my cultivation level is not high, senior brother, I am still a good-looking talent."

"Shut up, I won't marry you. If I want to marry, I will marry Senior Brother Yang Xuan."

"Uh, Yang Xuan?"

……

"Mu Qingyu wins, and the next lottery will be the seventh lottery against the eighth lottery."

As soon as Han Fang finished speaking, the two stepped onto the ring, one of them was Shi Yu, and the other was a tall boy with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

This person's name is Lu Shuang, and he is a member of the Lu family, one of the eight great martial arts families on Xingchen Island.

This is an extremely powerful claw technique, which is said to be able to split stones and lions and tigers, but no matter how powerful the Dragon Claw Hand is, it cannot break Shi Yu's low-grade treasure armguard. The two fought fiercely in the ring for a long time, and Lu Shuang was exhausted at the end, Shi Yu seized the opening and knocked him off the ring with a punch.

Then two people appeared on the stage, one of them Yang Xuan was very familiar with, it was Zhou Kun, who entered Qixuanmen at the beginning of the year, and he and Zhou Kun even lived under the same roof for a while, but it was a pity that Zhou Kun had an arrogant personality. Do not like to talk.

Look at Zhou Kun's opponent again, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of heroism.

This person is named Lin Feng, his facial features are cut like a knife, he is very handsome, and his strength is also very strong. He fought Zhou Kun for a long time, and he didn't show his defeat until his physical strength was exhausted.

He was also very chic, seeing that he was invincible, he turned around and jumped off the ring.

So far, a total of five people have won, and five people have been eliminated.

The five winners are Yang Xuan, Li Yunfei, Mu Qingyu, Shi Yu, and Zhou Kun.

The Korean side did not give the five people any time to rest, and took out the bamboo tube containing the five bamboo sticks again and said: "Okay, now draw lots again, among which the lottery No. [-] is against the lottery No. [-], lottery No. Whoever gets to the fifth pick gets a bye."

The five people did not delay, and one by one stepped forward to draw lots, and the results came out quickly.

Li Yunfei played against Zhou Kun in the first match, Yang Xuan played against Mu Qingyu in the second match, and Shi Yu got a lucky bye. This is a good thing for him. Even if he loses the next battle, he can still get No.3, which is a lot of money rewards.

Soon, the battle between Li Yunfei and Zhou Kun began. As expected of No. 1 in the outer sect, Li Yunfei was really powerful, and with just a dozen punches, he knocked Zhou Kun out of the ring.

"The second battle, Yang Xuan vs. Mu Qingyu."

At this moment, as the voice of the Korean side fell, the audience was full of discussions.

"A good show is about to be staged, I don't know who is more powerful!?"

"I guess Yang Xuan is even better."

"It's too arbitrary. Mu Qingyu is no vase, and his strength is enough to threaten Li Yunfei."

"That's right, and Mu Qingyu is still a woman, a sympathetic woman, it's hard to guarantee that Yang Xuan and the others will show mercy."

At the same time that everyone was whispering, Yang Xuan had already stepped onto the ring first, and Mu Qingyu was not slow, falling down on the ring as light as a swallow.

She raised her head and glanced at Yang Xuan, without any nonsense, said lightly: "Do it, let me see your strength."

"as you wish."

With a movement of Yang Xuan's figure, he swung his fist and rushed towards him.

Many outer disciples were a little dumbfounded seeing this scene, and someone cursed: "His grandma, he actually took the lead, is there any grace?"

Mu Qingyu's expression was indifferent, and there was no wave in her eyes, as if there was nothing in the world that could make her angry. Seeing Yang Xuan swinging his fist, she drifted back and avoided it.

"Good posture!"

Yang Xuan laughed out loud when his punch missed, and as he stepped out, the bluestone ring under his feet was shattered, and a tyrannical force exploded, rushing towards Mu Qingyu ferociously.

"Damn it, do you really think I can't fight back?" Mu Qingyu was a little angry in her heart, she didn't know what kind of footwork she used, she stepped lightly, and her graceful body dragged out a series of afterimages, not only avoiding Yang Xuan's attack, but also It suddenly appeared behind him.

"What a weird move!"

Yang Xuan was startled secretly, without even thinking about it, he turned around and punched him.

"Cotton palm!"

Mu Qingyu yelled, her speed was not slow at all, just as Yang Xuan punched, she just hit a palm.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the two figures retreated, and they didn't stand still until they were four or five meters away.

"Evenly matched!?" Someone yelled.

"It's evenly matched now, but the battle has just begun, and the blow just now was just a test."

"That's right, let's not talk about Mu Qingyu first, Yang Xuan hasn't drawn his sword yet, you must know that he has obtained Wu Xiao's middle-grade treasure golden lightsaber, with his sword skills and the power of the golden lightsaber, Mu Qing It’s hard to say whether the rain can stop it.”

……

On the ring stage, the two of them made a hard blow without making a move. They looked at each other, and Mu Qingyu suddenly said: "Draw your sword, you can't defeat me if you don't use the golden lightsaber."

"Hey, I can defeat you without drawing a sword."

The corners of Yang Xuan's mouth curled up slightly, but he was ready to steal Mu Qingyu's footwork in his heart. He always felt that this footwork was not simple, and even stronger than his snake step.

"Humph."

Mu Qingyu snorted coldly, and regardless of whether he drew his sword or not, he resorted to cunning and asynchronous techniques, launching a fierce attack on him as fast as lightning.

Puff puff……

Facing Mu Qingyu's slap after slap attack, Yang Xuan didn't panic, and used the Jiujibeng of the six-fold force to resist, while his eyes were like lightning, carefully observing Mu Qingyu's footsteps.

There was a series of crackling sounds, and the two people's figures flickered, fighting fiercely at close quarters, and no one could do anything to the other.

"Yang Xuan really isn't going to use the golden lightsaber?" Someone said in surprise.

"Hmph, if he doesn't draw his sword, he will definitely lose!"

……

In the arena, after fighting fiercely for a long time, seeing that Yang Xuan was still unable to be defeated, Mu Qingyu's face became even colder, and he struck fiercely, with every palm, the dark energy was extremely terrifying.

Yang Xuan opened and closed, and kept throwing his fists to resist, his muscles, bones and flesh were fine, but his internal organs could not bear it, he had no choice but to use nine extreme collapses of seven levels of strength.

Bang, bang, bang...

The Jiujibeng of the seventh gravity is really powerful. Mu Qingyu is physically strong, but it is also very uncomfortable to withstand more than a dozen punches in succession. His whole body is full of energy and blood, and his face is flushed, especially the maroon birthmark on his face. It's getting more and more eye-catching, making people dare not look directly at it.

At this moment, with a terrifying backlash, she retreated and shouted: "Yang Xuan, why don't you use all your strength? Could it be that you want to deliberately humiliate me?"

Yang Xuan didn't answer, and didn't make another move, but frowned in thought, quickly deducing Mu Qingyu's footwork in his mind.

Relying on the experience of the Demon Lord Shura in his previous life, the more he deduces, the more he will gain. Gradually, he has a lot of understanding of that footwork.

But Mu Qingyu saw that he was silent, and his eyes became colder, and he shouted: "Bastard, what should I ask you?"

The voice was clear and sweet, but it carried a biting chill.

Yang Xuan recovered from his contemplation, scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to humiliate you, but I think your footwork is quite good, um, how should I put it, I want to see if I can learn it."

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was stunned, and those who dare to love this girl are stealing the teacher!

(End of this chapter)