Shura God Emperor

But they dare not refute anything.

After all, although Mu Qirui is Mu Yin's adopted son and proud of him, she does spend all her time specializing in alchemy.

Although Mu Yin has some suspicions of nepotism, it is undeniable that among the younger generation, Mu Qirui is absolutely outstanding. This is an undisputed fact.

On the field, although the young people were unhappy when they heard these words, they did not dare to say anything.

Instead, a young man snorted coldly: "Mu Qirui, if we had such a powerful teacher as Master Yin, we wouldn't necessarily lose to you."

Mu Qirui chuckled and said, "Really? It's a pity that the soul cultivator is, when your soul awakens, you are basically doomed how far you can go, Qiu Hao, how much is your soul talent? Earth-level third-tier? You are nothing more than human-level ninth-tier, even if you get to the top, you will not exceed Earth-level fifth-tier in the future."

These words made Qiu Hao flushed and gritted his teeth with hatred.

The other people in the competition stopped talking immediately.

Yes, the so-called talent is the moment you are born, which basically determines how far you can go.

Those with mediocre talents, even if they are given to a good teacher, what so?

Because they are not a Chollima, they do not apply Chollima often, but Bole does not often have it.

And he is not a Maxima himself, even if there is Bole, can he still bleed them?

Even if they killed them, they couldn't run fast.

When Mu Yin next to him saw this scene, he didn't mean to stop him, but rather enjoyed his current state.

As soon as Mu Qi Rui is his adopted son, his face is bright.

Secondly, Mu Qirui is indeed talented and capable, which also reflects his good teaching.

At best, Mu Yin was just looking for an opportunity to get Mu Qirui's name right, and recommend Mu Qirui to the Mu family of the clan.

"Well, everyone is quiet. Until the last level, it is still impossible to determine who is the winner. The test continues." Mu Yin said.

"Hypocritical!" Luo Feng in the crowd sipped, very disgusted.

Mu Yin said so, but he was definitely not proud of it in his heart.

Xiao Yu glanced over, motioning to him not to mess around.

Luo Feng's lips moved.

He was not a voice transmission, because he was afraid that someone would cheat and tell the people inside from the sidelines, so the whole hall Mu Yin was monitored by the soul consciousness.

However, based on Luo Feng's mouth, Xiao Yu also guessed what Luo Feng said.

Luo Feng was saying, "Brother Yu, can't let that guy scream."

Xiao Yu nodded slightly, indicating that he was free to plan.

Soon, twenty-five people had written their own answers, and finally it was Xiao Yu's turn.

Speaking of it, Xiao Yu, the person who joined in the back, would not be paid attention to by the truth, even Mu Yin and Mu Qirui would not take a second look, because they had the right to leave Xiao Yu as a cutscene.

Xiao Yu also said something, picked up the pen, and quickly wrote on the paper.

The same is true in one go.

"Wow!"

Xiao Yu's running and flowing posture is almost the same as that of Mu Qirui before.

In their opinion, if it is not for the well-informed, then just write indiscriminately, otherwise it will not be so smooth.

Therefore, the apprentices Mu Yin and Mu Qirui couldn't help but narrowed their eyes, and cast their gazes on the paper Xiao Yu was writing on.

Pairing in pairs is not unusual, but when Mu Yin took a closer look, his eyes suddenly froze.

"This……"

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