The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

on the ring.

Mu Sheng didn't pay attention to the stunned people in the audience, his eyes still passed over everyone calmly, everyone just felt that they were watched by the god of death, subconsciously shuddered all over, couldn't help shrinking back two step.

Mu Sheng said lightly, "The third one."

The audience was silent.

No one wants to go up to the stage and fight.

Nonsense, Chang Bufan's example is in front of him, at this time, who else would dare to step forward?

But if you don’t go on stage, you can’t do it.

The invitations to fight have already been sent out, and they have all been agreed by Mu Sheng. They cannot withdraw, and they must come to the stage one by one in order to fight.

The battle continues.

Soon, under the referee's roll call, another member of the reserve team climbed onto the ring with a dejected face.

He was different from the previous two domineering members of the reserve team. Apart from being pessimistic, he was still pessimistic. He looked at Mu Sheng tremblingly, and couldn't help but whispered: "Mu, Mu Sheng, how about our draw? If you take the initiative to give half of the points to you, let's stop fighting."

Mu Sheng didn't speak.

The only answer to him was the fist in his hand!

"Oh!"

The fight had just started, but it was already over. Before the disciple saw Mu Sheng's fist clearly, he was completely blown away above the audience stage.

"The fourth..." Mu Sheng continued to speak, like a god of death calling his name.

Next, those disciples knew that they couldn't escape, so they could only play in order one by one, hoping that Mu Sheng would get tired soon so that the day's game could end.

Every second this kind of battle lasts, their hearts will be more tormented.

Now on the viewing platform, there are already dozens of reserve team members lying down!

war!war!war!
Mu Sheng's speed is really too fast, every shot is a clean punch, and only one punch!In the beginning, the first few will introduce themselves and the referee will announce the start time of the game. Later, the referee shouted dry, and he didn't bother to go through the motions, because no matter who came up, Mu Sheng would give him a hand. Fist fly!
This news, the members of the reserve team communicated with each other through mobile phones, and it spread to every member who was not present... Musheng's victory in the competition has been improving rapidly, from winning [-] games in a row to Thirty games, in the blink of an eye, it was fifty games!
As long as the disciple came to the stage and didn't shout to admit defeat immediately, he would be swept away by Mu Sheng's punch.

Too domineering!

And it's too... unbelievable!

Mu Sheng punches and retracts, just repeating this action. The consumption of physical strength is not worth mentioning. Even if he is a little tired, he can recover very quickly. After the mutation in "Nine Dragons", Mu Sheng His physical strength is also ten times and a hundred times that of before.

Fight in one breath, without stopping!
The members of the reserve team in the audience stared blankly, from panic at the beginning, to fear later, and finally lost consciousness.

exaggerate!

unbelievable!

Are you a human?

The non-stop challenge, even a machine, will feel tired!

At this moment, almost all the practitioners below the peak of the first order of profound practitioners have come.

They looked at Mu Sheng's uniform victories, from [-] wins, to [-] wins, to [-] wins... The victories are climbing, and the points in Mu Sheng's pocket are also crazy with the victories. go up.

Finally, the members who were blocked looked at this scene with great envy, and at the same time felt afraid of Mu Sheng's scheming. If Mu Sheng had shown his powerful strength from the beginning, even if he hadn't met Xuan Zhe, he would never have been so powerful. Many people challenged him.

However, it was too late to regret.

"Hey, he is the only one who can get a huge amount of points as soon as he enters the reserve group like Musheng?" Someone said with emotion.

"He's the only one. Currently, the most points on the standings are only [-] points. It is estimated that Mu Sheng will completely surpass it today." Another person said.

Points are very rare these days, and every member of the reserve team needs to spend a lot of time to complete tasks to get points, otherwise, they can only wait for the points to be issued once a month.

Most of the members of the reserve team are third-class players, and their monthly points are pitifully small, which is not enough for daily practice. Now they see Mu Sheng earning points, as easy as eating and drinking, how can everyone not envy this?
But they knew in their hearts that such a thing could not be envied.

On the one hand, you must have a very strong mentality of forbearance, like most of them were blocked by the door and scolded for a day, they probably got very angry, and they made an appointment directly, but Mu Sheng waited for three full days, it was enough After the invitation to fight, he took it in one go.

On the other hand, and the most important aspect, is the strength of Musheng.

In the peak realm of only martial arts masters, it is extremely difficult to become the members of the reserve group who can defeat the first-order Xuanzhe. After all, the members of the reserve group are all geniuses and pretentious. They want to be like Mu Sheng. Don't show your profound energy, just crush it with a punch?
The third level of Xuan Zhe also has no ability.

"Junior Brother Liu, you came to me in a hurry, is there anything urgent?" There were also many members of the preparation team who came from outside the crowd.

"You, look..."

The expression on the face of the member of the reserve team has shown a numb attitude, "This Musheng has already taken 270 games, and won all of them, all of them have already won..."

In fact, after a hundred games, those disciples had been frightened out of their wits. Most of them gave up directly after coming on stage, and those who didn't admit defeat - one by one, all lay down on the audience stage.

They lined up like a zebra crossing, with hundreds of disciples lying on the ground. How could everyone not be shocked when they saw this scene?

"Two, 270 games? Complete victory?! Are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

When the reserve team members who arrived next to them heard this, the expression on their faces froze for an instant.

270 consecutive victories.

And everyone's battle points are [-] points.

Twenty-seven thousand points?
day!
Such a huge sum of money has far exceeded the points reserved by No. 1 of Musheng's reserve group. In front of Musheng, there are still hundreds of people who have not challenged. If Musheng can still follow the current momentum, the accumulated points will , will reach an incomparably terrifying level.

"Why didn't so many disciples challenge me back then!" The member of the reserve team looked at Mu Sheng enviously.

He is a late first-order Xuanzhe, and of course he can defeat an early-first-order Xuanzhe with one punch, but he knows very well in his heart that the members of the reserve team in those years were not stupid. If they were not sure, who would compete with him?

Mu Sheng was able to be challenged by so many people because he was underestimated.

"I have worked hard in the reserve group for two years, and the accumulated points are just over [-]... But some people, who have only been here for a few days, already have so many points that they can't spend them all."

"Why is there such a big gap between people!"

He fixed his eyes on Mu Sheng.

He stared at Mu Sheng at this moment, swinging punch after punch on the ring.

win!
win!
win!
430 two games.

Musheng, no one is defeated! !