The strongest devil against the sky system

Chapter 9 Who else? (Please join the bookshelf and recommend tickets!)
Although he was quite dissatisfied with Mu Futian for taking out a wooden sword, Cui Kui didn't care so much at this time.

He has already given the opportunity, as to whether the former will listen or how to do it, that is none of his business, he has done his best.

"Be careful."

With a soft drink, a moment later, Cui Kui dashed out in a flash.

Mu Futian still stood on the spot, motionless.

"Hmph, it's a pretentious thing, you'll know it's called grandpa later."

Cai Yaoqing sneered inwardly.

As long as Mu Futian is driven out of Cangyue Pavilion, it will be much easier to do it in the future.

On the one hand, it can please Su Ming.

On the other hand, you can get what you want.

Kill two birds with one stone, get the best of both worlds.

Mu Futian naturally didn't know what Cai Yaoqing was thinking.

I see.

It wasn't until Cui Kui came to him that he held the wooden sword tightly.

then.

Shunbu, draw the sword.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a low muffled sound, a figure vomited blood and flew backwards.

"What... what?"

"How could this be?"

All the monks below, including Cai Yaoqing, were all shocked.

one move.

With just one move, Cui Kui was sent flying away.

Although it is said that Cui Kui's strength is the worst in the third-class academy where there are so many geniuses.

But even so, he had reached the Ninth Layer of Spiritual Qi Realm, and he was only one step away from reaching the Chongmai Realm.

however.

With such strength, Mu Futian vomited blood and flew backwards with one move.

How can this make them not surprised?

"you lose."

Mu Futian came to Cui Kui's side, looked directly at him, and said lightly.

"You are so strong, I lost."

Cui Kui's face was full of loss and loneliness.

He originally thought that he would no longer be at the bottom of the list, but the reality was cruel.

He clenched his fists, stood up from the ground with difficulty, and then walked towards the outside.

His back was stretched extremely long under the sunlight.

Lonely and lonely.

"Am I going too fast and hitting too hard?"

Looking at Cui Kui who looked like that, for a moment, Mu Futian felt a trace of self-blame in his heart.

However, soon, he discarded that self-blame.

In this different world, it is full of competition and full of the jungle.

If you want to survive, you must constantly improve yourself.

Compassion and self-blame can only block the way forward.

"I hope you can stand up from this blow as soon as possible, otherwise, no one can help you."

Looking at Cui Kui who had completely disappeared from sight, Mu Futian thought to himself.

Afterwards, he turned his gaze to the monks outside the arena, and said slowly, "Who else?"

When many monks saw Mu Futian's gaze, they seemed to dodge a little.

Although their strength is much higher than that of Cui Kui, they did not dare to move easily after seeing the scene just now.

If they can't even beat a freshman who just arrived, it will be a big embarrassment.

Every one of them grew up with titles such as child prodigy, genius, evildoer, No. 1, etc.

Face, in their view, is more important than anything else.

"A bunch of trash, what do I usually teach you? Don't even a freshman dare to fight now?"

Cai Yaoqing shouted angrily.

He really couldn't understand Mu Futian's arrogance.

"I'll meet you!"

There was a soft drinking sound, and then, a monk with a slender figure in white clothes appeared on the stage.

"Wow~"

"It's Senior Liu Zhihao!"

"come on! Come on!"

As the boy named Liu Zhihao entered the stage, there was a commotion below.

Among them, the craziest ones are the group of girls standing in the front.

They danced, cheered and cheered constantly.

Many young girls even gave them a glance, expressing their love.

However, Liu Zhihao didn't react too much to this, with a cold look on his face.

But I have to say that it is precisely because of this that the group of girls are even more insane.

in their view.

This is handsome.

That's cool!

This is what they are looking for!
"I'll give you three tricks, let's do it."

With his hands behind his back, Liu Zhihao said contemptuously with a lofty attitude.

As one of the top ten figures in the Cangyue Pavilion Billboard, he has such arrogance.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Mu Futian's mouth, and without saying anything, his body flashed and shot out.

The wooden sword in his hand glowed with countless sword shadows, covering Liu Zhihao's whole body one after another.

"What a powerful swordsmanship!"

As geniuses among geniuses, their vision is not comparable to that of ordinary people, and they can see extraordinaryness immediately.

Liu Zhihao and Cai Yaoqing also frowned.

Obviously.

Mu Futian's explosive power still surprised the two of them.

The contempt in Liu Zhihao's eyes disappeared, replaced by attention.

"Hey~"

The long sword on the back unsheathed itself, and instantly rushed forward.

"Clang~clang~clang~"

A series of clanging sounds sounded, accompanied by sparks, which continued to splash around.

"This is the first move!"

Blocking all of Mu Futian's sword shadows, Liu Zhihao said calmly.

Mu Futian's eyes didn't flutter, he was just probing just now, and he didn't make a real move.

"One cut!"

With a low shout, a moment later, he flitted out like a snake, followed by his sword light.

"Tips for carving insects."

Liu Zhihao shook his head, holding the long sword tightly in his palm, and stabbed head-on with the move of 'Rainstorm Pear Blossom Sword'.

"Boom!"

As soon as the wooden sword and the long sword collided, the low and muffled sound of thunder immediately resounded.

Under this collision, the offensive of the wooden sword in Mu Futian's hand came to an abrupt end.

"This is the second move!"

Liu Zhihao counted.

"Don't count, you've already lost."

Mu Futian shrugged, smiled and said.

"Hehe, stop bluffing people here, do you think it's possible?"

Liu Zhihao looked disdainful.

"Double cut!"

Mu Futian snorted, and let go of the wooden sword in his hand abruptly.

Accompanied by the sound of thunder and howling, the wooden sword broke through Liu Zhihao's long sword in an instant.

Stabbed head-on at his throat.

"What is he doing? Not even a weapon?"

"I guess I can't beat it, so I put all my eggs in one basket."

Many people below were discussing in low voices.

Even if you don't have to play in the competition, you can learn a lot.

That's exactly what this course is about.

"Hehe, you want me to lose just like that? It's ridiculous!"

"A mere wooden sword, I want you to come and go!"

Liu Zhihao smiled lightly, retreated slightly, and then retracted the long sword, dancing a shadow of the sword in front of him.

however.

What Liu Zhihao didn't know was that Mu Futian's body also moved the moment the wooden sword was released.

"Snapped!"

Just when the wooden sword was about to collide with the sword shadow, Mu Futian grabbed it with one hand.

At the same time, the last three words came out of his mouth: "Three sections!"

(End of this chapter)