Super NPC system

Chapter 22
After all, it was just a small family with not many members.Mu Qingcheng played a few rounds, and within a day, the list of candidates for the top sixteen came out.

In today's big competition, although Mu Qingcheng didn't play much, and the number of shots was extremely rare, and he often wiped out his opponent within a few rounds, but Mu Qingcheng's strength can be seen from a glimpse.Not that crap anymore.

"Today is the competition for the top sixteen families. Those whose names are called, please come to the stage. If you don't arrive after the time limit, it will be regarded as abstention."

"Next, let's invite Mu Ling and Mu Hao to play."

After the referee announced loudly, two figures jumped over the heads of the audience and jumped onto the stage.

"Mu Ling, I have met cousin Mu Hao, please give me your advice." Mu Ling, who was dressed in a strong suit, clasped his fists with both hands and saluted gracefully.

"Haha, Cousin Mu Ling, cousin, please show mercy!" Mu Hao laughed loudly, and pulled out the big knife in his hand.

"The fists and feet have no eyes, the sword is ruthless, cousin be careful. Hey! Watch the whip."

With a flick of Mu Lingyang's hand, a ten-meter-long leather whip came out of his hand, whizzing and whipped towards Mu Hao.

Spirit snake vomits a letter——

Looking at the drawn whip, Mu Hao was not surprised but pleased, "Haha, okay, watch me cut off your snake letter."

The big knife in his hand slashed against the whip.

never come back——

Snapped!Mu Hao slashed on the leather whip and hit the leather whip, but it didn't cut off as expected.

"Hehe, cousin, my leather whip is made of the scale skin of the monster dragon python, and it will not be cut off by you. You have to be careful." Mu Ling shook the leather whip in his hand, and the whip took advantage of the momentum to wrap Mu Ling. Howe's sword was tightly wrapped around him.

"Hey—" Mu Ling exhaled, and lashed back with the whip in his hand, trying to take the big knife from Mu Hao's hand.

"Hahaha, so that's the case, but cousin, if you want to take away the weapon in my hand, I'm afraid your strength is still a little weak." Mu Hao laughed, but instead held the big knife in his hand and turned back hard.

Mu Ling took the whip, and was attracted by the strength to fly towards Mu Hao.

"This bull has a lot of brute strength." Mu Ling jumped in the air, knowing that his strength could not be competed, he shook the whip in his hand and let go of the wrapped sword.

"Cousin Mu Ling, take my move and slash the world—"

Mu Hao raised his saber and slashed more than ten times at Mu Lingkuang who was leaping in the air.

Guardian of the Spirit Snake——Mu Lingjiao shouted, and drew a circle with the whip. The Zhanglong whip danced around the city for several times, blocking the attack.

At this moment, Mu Ling had stopped exerting himself and fell behind Mu Hao.

The spirit snake swayed its tail——Mu Ling whipped backhand, and the whip pulled Mu Hao behind him.

Snapped!Mu Hao avoided the vital point, but was wrapped around his ankle by the whip.

Mu Ling entangled Mu Hao with a whip, whipping him off the competition platform.

"Cousin Mu Hao, my little sister won by luck." Mu Ling smiled, put away the whip and laughed.

"Hahaha, the cousin's whipping method is really flexible and changeable, and it is impossible to guard against it. Mu Hao admits defeat." Mu Hao said convincingly.

"Muling - win."

"Please Mu Qun next, Mu San will come on stage."

"Next, invite Mu Qingcheng, and Mu Bubai to play."

Mu Qingcheng walked onto the stage holding the Junzi Sword, and as soon as he got on stage, he saw the young man opposite him talking to him.

"Brother Qingcheng has recently had a wonderful encounter, and his strength has increased dramatically. It is really gratifying. I am Bubai, and I will ask my brother to be merciful later." Mu Bubai put on a playful smile.

Nima, if you are undefeated, then I will lose.Mu Qingcheng rolled his eyes, he doesn't like this.Those who can get here are not weak, and Mu Qingcheng will not take him lightly.

"Hmm!" Mu Qingcheng snorted noncommittally, "Since that's the case, why don't you just admit defeat, brother! Otherwise, it won't be so good to be kicked by me!" In one sentence, the other party was speechless.

"Hehe, here we are on stage, we have to play two tricks, we can do whatever we want, whatever we want." Mu Bubai smiled embarrassingly, mumbled a few words, and put on a posture.

"Then I can only knock you down."

Mu Qingcheng pulled out the Junzi sword and made a move.

Dance of swords--

The sword in his hand swept out a series of sword shadows, and danced out layers of sword shadows to sweep towards the opponent.

"Okay. Take the chestnut out of the fire—" Mu Bubai had seen Mu Qingcheng's speed before, and felt that he was no match for speed.

Ding!
The sword in his hand pierced through layers of sword shadows, directly took the Junzi sword body, and stabbed the Junzi sword with one move. Immediately, the layers of sword shadows disappeared as the Junzi sword was attacked.

"Niu X" Mu Qingcheng exclaimed.

A gentleman asks the way——

Mu Bubai broke through Mu Qingcheng's layers of sword dance with one move, but he didn't dare to take advantage of the victory to pursue, instead he withdrew his sword and returned to defend.Sure enough, once Mu Qingcheng's sword dance was broken, he didn't stop at all, the angle shifted slightly, and he changed his move to stab at the gentleman asking the way.

Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding……

Mu Bubai used defense as an offense, and launched the largest defense and counterattack within the smallest range. Because of Mu Qingcheng's single attack method, and did not want to expose the trump card of "Lightning in the Palm" prematurely, the two of them fought for a while. It's a joy to be on top of each other.In more than [-] consecutive rounds of fighting, Junzi's swordsmanship has been used repeatedly.

In the end, it was Mu Bubai who saw that Mu Qingcheng had a single method, rushed forward, took the initiative to reverse the defensive position, and used offense as defense. Mu Qingcheng took the opportunity to launch Yufeng Jue, and at an incomparable speed, launched a "swinging leg" ", one kick decided the winner.

The only thought that crossed Mu Bubai's mind before he passed out was why he didn't continue his previous attitude of taking defense as offense and rushing forward.

"Mu Qingcheng - win."

Everyone enjoyed watching this competition, and they also had a better understanding of Mu Qingcheng's strength.Sure enough, it was not a fluke victory.

In a corner away from the spectator seats, Mu Feitai stood with a big man.

"Master Tai—"

"Well, there's no need to talk." Mu Feitai raised his hand and interrupted the big man's speech. "Mu Qingcheng does have some tricks, but the means are a little simple. Except for the commendable swordsmanship and amazing speed, it will not threaten this young master."

"Next, Mu Zihuai and Mu Feitai are invited to play."

Mu Feitai straightened his clothes and strode towards the competition stage.

"Mu Feitai—" "Mu Feitai—" "Mu Feitai will win—"

"Mu's youth is the strongest No.1."

Mu Feitai's prestige is still very great. When he appeared, everyone consciously gave way to him, leading directly to the competition arena.

Mu Qingcheng was also on the spectator stand. There was always a battle between him and Mu Feitai, so it was better to check the opponent's strength in advance so as to compare the pros and cons of both sides.He believed that Mu Feitai must have watched his competition.

"Brother Feitai, Zihuai knows that he is no match, but he also wants to try what he has learned to see how far he is from you."

Although Mu Zihuai knew that he was not an opponent, his attitude was still not humble.

"Ha ha."

Mu Feitai looked indifferent, "Pay attention."

Without too much nonsense, after saying hello, Mu Feitai didn't see what to do, so he floated forward, swayed close to the opponent, and slapped him with one palm.

Snapped!With a touch of both palms, Mu Zihuai took two steps back, while Mu Feitai remained motionless.

"Okay, come again."

With a loud roar, Mu Zihuai clenched his fists and rushed out.

Mu Feitai dodged, dodged behind him, and lightly patted his back with his palm.

Mu Zihuai felt a huge force from his back, staggered, and rushed forward a few steps, his face turned pale.

"So fast." Mu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes, and his advantage in speed was infinitely weakened.

"As expected, you are the No. 1 of my Mu family's youth generation. Zihuai is not your opponent. I admit defeat." Mu Zihuai adjusted his turbulent qi and said.After only two moves, he lost. It was indeed a terrible loss.

"Hehe." Mu Feitai still smiled indifferently, he must maintain his No.1 demeanor at all times.

"Zihuai admits defeat, please judge."

"Mu Feitai - win."

Nima, just two strokes and no more fights.

Seeing the two people leave on the field, Mu Qingcheng was a little annoyed, for this competition, he didn't see much of Mu Feitai's tricks at all.I only know that he is very strong, even if I am now, I don't have much confidence.

Mu Qingcheng returned to the room and looked at the "Sandalwood Treasure Box" in front of her, Nima, fight.

Anyway, it is also about character, when to open and not to open.

"open!"

The "Sandalwood Treasure Box" turned into a ball of swaying light and flickered in Mu Qingcheng's hand.

"Artifact, artifact, artifact."

Mu Qingcheng looked at the ball of light shaking in his hand, and muttered excitedly in his heart.

Ding!The light cluster disappeared, and a sallow ancient book lay quietly on Mu Qingcheng's palm.

"Ding! Obtained: "Meteor Fist" copy."

It's worked out——

"The list of the top eight in the [-]th round is announced: Mu Ling, Mu Qingcheng, Mu Feitai, Mu..."

(End of this chapter)