Martial Godly Emperor

Although Meng Yu's words were polite, he was challenging the other party.

According to the sect's martial arts rules, if a person didn't consume too much soul force after each battle, they could accept three challenges in a row. After three challenges, if there was anyone else, they could either refuse or continue to accept.

People with low Cultivation Level could challenge people with high Cultivation Level, but people with high Cultivation Level could not challenge people with low Cultivation Level.

This meant that as an inner sect disciple, Meng Yu could challenge all inner sect disciples and core disciples, but he could not challenge honorary or outer sect disciples. Of course, those honorary or outer sect disciples could challenge him.

Meng Yu challenged on stage, but forgot that this month's Contribution Points had already been consumed by him a few days ago. If found out, he would be punished.

When the big-headed Senior Brother Murong saw Meng Yu challenging him, he was initially stunned, but after that, he became eager to give it a try.

This Senior Brother Murong and Meng Yu were both at the eighth level of the Body-refining Stage, so Meng Yu called him Senior Brother because the other party had entered the inner sect before him.

After fighting for about 10 moves, Meng Yu took this chance and kicked Senior Brother Murong's blade away, placing his sword on his opponent's neck.

"Thank you."

Meng Yu said as he moved the sword away.

This kind of sparring between fellow sect members was to the point that no one was allowed to hurt others.

Senior brother Murong shook his head, and laughed bitterly, then gave the 50 Contribution Points s on his cultivation badge to Meng Yu and walked off the stage.

To be able to get fifty Contribution Points so easily, this made Meng Yu excited.

If he won a few more rounds here, he would be able to obtain quite a few Contribution Points. That way, he would be able to train in Elemental Qi Tower which had an extremely dense amount of Essence.

Meng Yu was very confident in his own abilities.

At that moment, all the inner disciples below the stage, in Meng Yu's eyes, were all filled with Contribution Points!

The young man cupped his fists and said shyly: "All fellow Senior Brothers and Sisters, I, Meng Yu, would like to exchange pointers with everyone."

"This Meng Yu is very powerful, a few days ago he defeated one of the top ten inner sect disciples, Senior Brother Li Zheng."

"That time at the Elemental Qi Tower, he beat Senior Brother Li Zheng to the point of kneeling down and begging for forgiveness. That battle also pushed Meng Yu into the top ten disciples of the inner sect. "

"How are we supposed to fight?"

Meng Yu stood for a while and saw that all of his fellow sect members were just discussing, but no one came up to him.

He was starting to regret his decision. He should have been able to defeat that Senior Brother Murong in another fifty to sixty moves. It was all his fault for being so impatient.

But if they fought for too long, they would get tired.

Meng Yu stood there gloomily for a while, thinking that these fellow sect members were afraid of him, and didn't dare come up to challenge him again. At this time, a yellow robe fluttered past, and an inner sect female disciple with slender hands jumped up.

This female disciple with slender hands had an ordinary appearance, but looked like a cute little bird. At the moment, she was looking at Meng Yu with her bright eyes.

She used a black flexible chain to wrap her hands around each other. By comparison, her hands seemed longer and thinner.

"How are you, Junior Sister Li Fei, please show mercy."

Meng Yu cupped his hands and said to Li Fei.

The other party returned the greeting, and said in a charming voice, "Senior Brother Meng Yu, although you are very powerful, I do not believe that I will lose to you! I will not show mercy! "

Seeing this junior being so confident and knowing that she might not be her match, Meng Yu was a little impressed. He said indifferently, "Make your move."

The two of them started fighting.

This time, Meng Yu was more intelligent, he did not defeat the opponent in just ten rounds like last time.

After more than forty rounds, Meng Yu still had many openings, which allowed him to defeat his junior sister.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck …"

"Heh, heh, heh, heh." Li Fei, who had fallen to the ground, crawled up and used her thin white hands to pat the dirt on her begging butt, then giggled. "I never thought that I could actually last so long under the hands of the top ten inner court disciple Meng Yu, I, Li Fei, have improved greatly in my cultivation these past few days, and I'm proud of myself."

When Meng Yu heard this, he could not help but be speechless.

Soon after, another five or six disciples of the same sect came up to issue their challenges. Meng Yu lasted for about fifty moves before defeating each and every one of them.

"Haha …" Unexpectedly, I've won three hundred and fifty Contribution Points in one go, and I can cultivate inside the Elemental Qi Tower for a while now … "My Heavens …"

Meng Yu's eyes lit up.

At this moment, he realized how adorable the people who sent him Contribution Points were.

He was so adorable that he wanted to rush up and embrace their faces one by one and kiss them one by one.

Meng Yu half knelt on the stage.

His clothes were tattered, bloodstained, and his breathing was low.

He didn't seem to have much strength left.

Everyone below the stage looked at Meng Yu, and they even felt like he was going to suffocate at any moment!

"Fellow disciples," Meng Yu said as he panted heavily, "My junior brother, I was training a few days ago called" Great Potential Technique ". Only by forcing people to the dead end can we achieve a breakthrough. "

"I want to break through. Right now, I can't do it anymore either. I beg everyone to come and help me." If someone were to knock me down, I am willing to give up this Blue Snake Sword! "

Meng Yu's words were sincere as his bashful face was covered in dust and sunlight.

What "Great Potential Technique", that was just Meng Yu casually saying it.

The audience went silent for a moment, and then a young man in red jumped up.

"Junior Brother Meng Yu, please advise. I am here for the sword in your hand. "

The red-clothed youth admitted to the matter, clasping his fists as he spoke.

The fight began again.

Forty moves later, the red-clothed youth saw Meng Yu's flaw once again, and he quickly thrust his sword forward.

The sickly youth looked like he was about to be stabbed.

But when that sword-wielding, powerless hand stretched out, for some reason, the sword of the youth touched the back of the red-clothed youth's right hand.

With a cry, the red-clothed youth's long sword fell to the ground.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Apprentice Brother. I feel like I'm about to break through."

The teenager leaned on the Blue Snake Sword and slowly stood up.

At this moment, he was weak to the point that he seemed as if he could die at any moment!

"I'm almost at my limit. Who else is coming?"

As Meng Yu said that, he looked at everyone with a low gaze. He seemed to be unable to stand steadily.

Amongst the disciples from the same sect, some of them had strange expressions, and looked at Meng Yu with eyes full of disdain.

There were also a portion of their sect members who had fiery expressions on their faces when they saw the Blue Snake Sword. But their Cultivation Level was too low, so even though they knew Meng Yu was so weak, they were still not his match.

Still no one came up.

He stood there for a long time.

Meng Yu couldn't help but shake his head as he laughed bitterly in his heart, "Is it that I'm not acting too well, or is there something wrong with their brains? It seems like next time, I should just lie on the ground and pretend to be more out of breath and less out of breath.

He staggered slowly down the platform.

Just as he was about to step onto the stairs, a voice suddenly echoed: "Meng Yu, you're leaving just like that? Do you dare to accept my challenge? "

Meng Yu stood still.

After three or four breaths, he saw a purple shadow fly over.

This person had a very tall stature and held a large saber in his hand. He looked very mighty and mighty.

The eyes of all the disciples lit up when they saw this person.

"It's' Kuang Dao ', Senior Brother Lou Quan! He is ranked second among the top ten disciples in the inner sect! What he was most adept at was sabresmanship! I never thought that he would also challenge Meng Yu. "

"Meng Yu's injuries are so heavy, he's not Senior Brother Lou's match."

"Why do I have a feeling that Meng Yu's injuries are unharmed?"

"Senior Brother Lou Quan represented the sect a year ago and competed with the disciples of the sects outside the sect. However, he was ranked first, and his blade skills are even under the guidance of the Second Elder. Meng Yu is not his match."

Lou Quan looked at Meng Yu indifferently, a look of sorrow flashed past his eyes, and he said: "Meng Yu, do you remember the people that you killed?"