Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 639 Zongmen Competition [10]

What he said made Mo Fenghua a little embarrassed, but the other disciples, even Yan Zuo, who failed yesterday, echoed him.

In the end, it was Guang Yuanzi who interrupted everyone's booing, leaving a few to accompany Mo Fenghua, and took the rest to the martial arts arena.

Time passed little by little, and the sun was gradually moving west overhead.

Mo Fenghua sat cross-legged in the room, compared to the excitement of other Promise Sect disciples, she was eerily quiet.

The door was knocked carefully, "Uncle Shi, it's time to go to the martial arts arena."

Mo Fenghua opened her eyes, got up, and when she opened the door, she turned around and took a look. Right at the place where she had just sat, Mingye Qianxie was sitting there smiling at her with her chin in her hand.

Mo Fenghua's lips showed a barely visible smile, then she opened the door and said to the disciples outside, "Let's go."

Because this is the last day of the competition, many people have already competed, so there are many people who come to see it. Mo Fenghua passed through the crowd and came to the remote corner where the Promise Sect is located.

The one-five-three versus one-five-four competition on stage now will take a while before Mo Fenghua takes the stage.

Guang Yuanzi sat her down and asked, "Are you nervous?"

Mo Fenghua shook his head, "There is nothing to be nervous about."

Guang Yuanzi looked at the arena, not the people on the arena, he said: "Today is the most relaxed and happiest day since I came to Feilianmen."

Mo Fenghua smiled, her gaze inadvertently swept across the seat made by the head of Fei Lian's sect, her brows furrowed suddenly.

On the right hand side of the head of Fei Lian sect, the person who was almost on the same level as him looked so familiar.

No, it's not familiarity, but it's him at all.

Guang Yuanzi noticed that Mo Fenghua was looking at the main seat, so he said to her: "You also saw that person, that is Feilianmen, the city lord of Fukong City in the Great Thousand Realm, Luoyun, who arrived yesterday."

Mo Fenghua still frowned: "Why is he here?"

"I don't know about that. It seems that his father has some friendship with the head of the Feilian sect. Why, do you know him?"

"It's an acquaintance, and it's still a bit of a festival, but it's over."

Guang Yuanzi opened his mouth wide, a little in disbelief.

That Luo Yun is the city lord of the Great Thousand Realm, how did he meet Mo Fenghua? Could it be that she has been to the Great Thousand Realm?

Guang Yuanzi was so surprised that it was already Mo Fenghua's turn to play.

I only heard a disciple of Fei Lian shout out two names on the ring: "The next match is Lan Mo of the Cangyun School and Mo Fenghua of the Wuji Sect."

When the disciple read the Promise Sect, there was an obvious pause, and there was undisguised disdain on his face.

Mo Fenghua's face was very dull. She knew that the Cangyun Sect was a very big sect, almost the number one among all the cultivation sects in Xiaoqianjie, and the disciple/disciple who was facing her was also interesting. There is an 'ink'.

This time we have to see which ink is more powerful.

After Fei Lianmen's disciples finished reading, there were laughter from more than a thousand people around, and Mo Fenghua knew what they were laughing at.

How ironic that the Wuji Sect, the most declining sect in Xiaoqianjie, faced the Cangyun Sect, the number one sect of cultivation.

Everyone thought that this was a game that was completely unnecessary to watch, and they knew the result without even thinking about it. Some people even stood up and planned to leave.

But when Mo Fenghua and Lan Mo stepped onto the ring, the laughter around them quickly disappeared.

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