The villain is right beside me

The outer disciples were shocked! There were countless gasps. At this moment, all of them stared blankly at Mu Qing on the stage. Everyone's mind was buzzing. Although they didn't know Mu Qing before, this scene made them all gasp.

Some disciples who knew Mu Qing, including Han Sheng and Lan Yue, seemed to have never known him at this moment. Mu Qing at this moment felt extremely strange to them.

Is this still the same shameless guy?

Lan Yue thought angrily. She refused to believe it no matter what. Was this really Mu Qing?

On the terrace, the headmaster's eyes flashed with surprise, and the heads of other peaks around him took a deep breath, their expressions solemn.

Zhang Kui had long been famous, and was ranked alongside his brother as the proud son of the Beast Taming Qilin, and was highly regarded by Patriarch Mo. But now, he was killed by a little-known disciple with just one palm!?

Mu Qing seemed to have been forgotten by the masters long ago, but at this moment his figure was deeply imprinted in their minds.

"Brother!" Zhang Yan was also stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, ran up to the battle stage, and looked at Zhang Kui who was seriously injured at the bottom of the pit. He was furious. Two golden-haired tigers also came up with a monstrous momentum, with sharp golden light in their eyes. They stared at him, waiting for their master to give orders at any time.

"Bastards! Kill them!" Zhang Yan roared. The two ferocious and brutal golden-haired tigers shook their heads, a gleam of light appeared in their eyes, and they roared towards the sky!

"Stop!" Master Li stood up the moment Zhang Yan was about to take action and appeared between the two of them. His powerful pressure made the two ferocious beasts dare not move. Zhang Yan also trembled all over and took several steps back.

"Have you forgotten what we said before the competition?" Master Li asked someone to lift Zhang Kui and checked his injuries. Although he was seriously injured, at least he was still alive and would need to rest for at least half a month.

Chairman Li looked at Mu Qing solemnly and said, "Junior Brother Mu Qing has held back, otherwise your brother would have died from this handprint."

Zhang Yan was startled and couldn't help but look at Mu Qing, her eyes showing a hint of coldness and even fear.

He didn't think he could catch that palm strike. He hadn't used his full strength yet!

Chairman Li called Mu Qing over and announced the victory of this battle.

Chairman Li took him to the terrace. Mu Qing had a calm expression as he looked at the faces of the elders. He was calm and composed, and there was a kind of temperament that was not inferior to theirs.

"Greetings to all the elders and the chair."

Chairman Li said calmly: "Nothing, I just want to ask, what you just performed was the ultimate in the art of controlling objects, the Void Grabbing Hand?"

They were all experienced and knowledgeable, so it was not hard for them to see it. But after hearing Mu Qing's affirmative answer, they still took a breath and their eyes flashed with surprise.

Because, the art of controlling objects is a common little magic, and any cultivator would know how to do it. However, generally no one would invest so much energy to practice such an ordinary little magic.

But even for such a small spell, there are two different seals, one is to control all things through the air, the other is to capture things from the void. No matter which of these two spells you practice, the necessary condition is to practice the skill of controlling objects to the extreme, and more importantly, to master a seal!

It is extremely difficult to cultivate a magic seal, and generally only those Kirin prides who are gifted with outstanding magic skills can do it. Putting aside whether or not one can cultivate a magic seal, to be able to cast a spell to this degree, one's strength must not be lower than Zhang Kui.

"Is that so? You can go down now. Be gentler next time." Headmaster Li didn't want to blame him too much. Mu Qing did hold back, but he was curious about how much of his strength he had used in that palm strike just now.

Mu Qing nodded and said yes, then turned and left. Master Li quickly called the disciples for the third round to come on stage.

Mu Qing could feel the awe in the eyes of many disciples. Every time he took a step forward, the disciples nearby would slowly retreat.

This is the benefit of respecting strength.

Everyone will respect you, be afraid of you, and dare not mess with you.

Han Sheng laughed and walked forward, looking excited: "Brother Mu, you kept it a secret from me. Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had this ability?"

"I am so embarrassed that I am not even as good as those senior brothers." The more humble Mu Qing was, the more unfathomable he seemed to the people around him.

At this time, a few people bravely came forward to talk to Mu Qing. They were not sure about Mu Qing's character. It seemed that Han Sheng was very familiar with him, so some of those who knew Han Sheng wanted to use his connections to get in touch with Mu Qing.

Mu Qing just bowed, said nothing, and continued watching the competition.

There was no Kirin Prodigy appearing in the next few games. Later, when Si Minghai came on stage, the cheers of some female disciples could be faintly heard.

The one who was drawn together with Si Minghai was also an experienced disciple. When he saw that he was facing Si Minghai, he showed no fear. He immediately exerted his full strength and sacrificed his treasure.

Boom!

Si Minghai disappeared in front of him, as if teleporting, and appeared directly behind him, knocking him unconscious.

The outcome was decided by one move again. It was obviously not as domineering as the one with Mu Qing, but it still surprised many disciples.

Si Minghai's movement just now was almost at the level of teleportation, so fast that even all the outer disciples did not notice it. It can be seen that no one can force him to use his full strength yet.

After one morning, half of the disciples were eliminated.

"In the second round, we will draw lots again, and the final eighteen people will fight in turns tomorrow." Li Gongwei said, and then he sent out thirty-six light balls again, which landed in the hands of the disciples who advanced.

Mu Qing drew "Red Twelve" this time.

"Second round, first match, whoever draws number one will go on stage."

Two figures emerged from the crowd, and Mu Qing was a little surprised. One of them was Lan Yue. The other was the proud disciple of formation cultivator Qilin, Zhong Qingping.

Zhong Qingping has a pretty face, an oval face, and is as soft and delicate as water. She looks like a beautiful girl from a small family.

The battle between two beauties must be a feast for the eyes. Many male disciples stared with their eyes wide open, not wanting to miss any details.

The fighting method of the formation cultivators is somewhat special. They are not as heroic as the talisman cultivators who throw out a lot of talismans, nor are they as heroic as the weapon cultivators who control multiple magic weapons. The characteristic of the formation cultivators is to set up formations.

Zhong Qingping sacrificed four yellow triangular flags and made hand gestures quickly. The flags were distributed beside him and erected light curtains. The greatest feature of formation cultivation is that he can refine various formation patterns on magic weapons and use them instantly.

She then cast a spell safely within the defense circle and offered a jade pendant. A twisted and complex array diagram emerged on the pendant, and several sharp ice spikes swept in like a storm.

While she was defending herself, Lan Yue had already rushed forward with a knife. Faced with the overwhelming ice storm, she had no idea where to start.

This was actually the battle method of the formation cultivators. Mu Qing was amazed, but he felt that passive defense would not give him much chance of winning.

Seeing that Zhong Qingping was about to cast other more powerful formations, Lan Yue did not give her the opportunity to continue casting spells. Her right hand turned pitch black, and thick black mist filled her arm and quickly extended to the blade. The blade light was black, and vaguely, it looked like a thick arm holding a blade several feet long. There was even a trace of terrifying blood light, which made her look sinister and weird.

Many disciples were surprised that the methods she used were similar to those of magic cultivation. However, the masters on the terrace were somewhat surprised but not weird.

Just like Mu Qing was able to perform the Void Grabbing Hand, the sect did not have strict requirements for the techniques practiced, and would not say anything even if they used other techniques.

For example, some disciples who join a sect have some background, perhaps the inherited skills of a cultivation family? The sect does not have a hard and fast rule that disciples cannot use skills outside the sect, right?

This was largely due to the influence of a defecting disciple several hundred years ago. Since then, many sects no longer restricted their disciples from practicing certain techniques. No one was too embarrassed to say anything about their own opportunities and their own understanding.

However, Lan Yue's magic spells were similar to those of the devil, and few disciples had ever seen them.

cut!

A fierce look flashed in Lan Yue's eyes, and she suddenly uttered a light voice. Her thick arms suddenly shrank, and the blade slashed down straight towards Zhong Qingping. Wherever it passed, a stronger and sharper sound of breaking through the air was heard.

When the sword was chopped down, a huge noise was heard and a blood-black storm was formed!

Boom boom boom!

The deafening sound shook the eight directions. When countless pieces of rubble were flying on the battlefield, the storm formed by Lan Yue's slashing sword exploded directly when it came into contact with Zhong Qingping's formation. The ice storm was completely twisted, shattered with a bang, and exploded completely. However, the storm formed by Lan Yue's slashing sword rushed forward and exploded directly in front of Zhong Qingping.

puff!

The storm roared and swept in, followed by a muffled groan. Then a black crack appeared in the defense formation in the middle. After a moment, the light curtain broke into two pieces like a shattered scroll.

Zhong Qingping wiped the blood from her mouth and was about to take out the defensive talisman, but before she could react, Lan Yue was already in front of her, with the tip of the knife already in front of her eyes, only an inch away.

"I surrender……"

After Master Li announced the result, many disciples cheered. They didn't care what means Lan Yue used, but it was worth it to be able to see such a wonderful competition.

Lan Yue bowed to Zhong Qingping and walked off the stage with pride written all over her face.

Chairman Li glanced at her, and there seemed to be a hint of obscurity in his expression, as if he was thinking something.

Then one disciple after another was called onto the field. Each of them hoped to avoid the first ten strong men. Now there were eight left, and they hoped that some unlucky guy would be picked, or that the eight of them would fight to the death.

When Master Li shouted twelve o'clock, Mu Qing jumped onto the field. He was fighting against an old and experienced disciple who had reached the eighteenth level of cultivation.

The disciples on the opposite side wiped their sweat with lingering fear when they saw that the person they picked was Mu Qing. In the last round of elimination, Mu Qing left the deepest impression on people. Others, including Si Minghai and other disciples who have been famous for a long time, knew that it was natural for them to win. But this Mu Qing, who was previously unknown and suddenly became amazing, jumped out. All the disciples immediately reminded themselves, what should they do if they meet him?

What else can I do?

This disciple took the initiative and directly used a low-grade magical weapon!

Mu Qing did the same thing as before, slapping down with one palm! Pressing the void. He had already mastered this move to perfection, with an amazing momentum of turning the hand over to make clouds and rain.

The disciple simply slapped him and sent him flying.

The disciples were discussing, another move! Some people have already ranked Mu Qing and Lan Yue as the eleventh and twelfth greatest Qilin Proud Sons.

Mu Qing's moves also aroused widespread discussion among the disciples. Even if they had not seen it, they must have heard of the ultimate ability of the art of controlling objects.

"Is this really the art of controlling things?"

"My God, he actually studied and practiced this kind of magic, and even... mastered the magic seal... and even changed it to the Void Grabbing Technique..."

"It's just a small spell, why is it so powerful? I'm afraid his cultivation has already reached the peak of the enlightenment realm."

Everyone was talking about it, but there was a common voice in their hearts.

The brain is sick!