The villain is right beside me

Threat! A naked threat!

I don’t know who this ancestor is, but Mu Qing remembered her.

"Sure enough, even the ancestor couldn't stand it anymore. This guy is in trouble."

Mu Qing looked at the two monsters beside Zhang Yan and had no choice but to join the battle.

Li Gongwei looked at him with a smile and announced the start of the competition.

"Hehe, Mu Qing, it seems that even God is not helping you, come on!" Zhang Yan grinned, and with a command, the two golden-haired beasts on the side immediately rushed towards Mu Qing.

Mu Qing was fighting one against three. Seeing this scene, he suddenly pressed his right hand. An invisible giant hand overturned the battlefield and dug out a huge rock and smashed it. Seeing Mu Qing's rough fighting style, the onlookers were all moved.

Just because he doesn't want to join the war doesn't mean he doesn't dare.

A golden-haired beast roared like a lion, emitting bursts of violent sound waves. The ripples caused by the roar even overturned the ground, and the huge rocks were shattered in an instant.

The other golden-haired tiger seized the opportunity to pounce, but surprisingly, it missed!

Zhang Yan reacted immediately and crushed a jade talisman in front of him. The next moment, a huge hand changed from slapping to grabbing and directly pinched his lower body. With a click, the protective talisman was actually crushed!

"What a quick movement." The elders on the terrace saw it clearly.

"He used the boulder as cover to lure the tiger away from the mountain, approached quickly, and knew in advance that Zhang Yan would use defense, but his palm was too terrifying. Haha, it seems that this Mu Qing is not a brainless guy."

Zhang Yan also understood and retreated quickly. The two golden-haired tigers had already protected him in front of them. He did not expect that Mu Qing's movements were so fast and he almost suffered a small loss.

But just as he was retreating, a strange smile appeared on Mu Qing's face and he snapped his fingers lightly.

boom!

This time Zhang Yan was unable to react, as an explosive talisman was buried where he was retreating!

Not to mention him, even the other disciples did not notice when Mu Qing set the trap.

"Could it be... when the fighting platform was overturned just now..." Li Gongwei thought about it carefully, and immediately smiled helplessly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Zhang Yan flew backwards, but he reacted immediately. He pinched his fingers and the two golden-haired tigers roared in all directions. The terrifying sound waves turned into a storm and spread in all directions. All the disciples covered their ears with painful expressions.

The sound was so terrifying that the entire earth seemed to be shaking, and the entire venue was destroyed.

"These two little vandals really think that repairing the venue is free."

"Look at Mu Qing!"

He stood there, letting the storm come at him, unmoved, like a solid rock.

How could it be? Zhang Yan couldn't believe it. The roar of his golden-haired roar was so powerful that it could pierce gold and shatter rocks. The flesh of ordinary cultivators could not bear it at all. They would probably be reduced to ashes.

Zhang Yan has forced Mu Qing's trump card out, and now it is his turn to fight back. He speeds up, and his figure is like a storm, almost leaving an afterimage.

"This... what kind of speed is this!!" Zhang Yan was shocked, but then he saw Mu Qing smashed the golden-haired tiger's forehead with his fist like a cannonball. With a bang, the golden-haired tiger's huge body actually flew backwards!

This scene immediately made all the disciples watching the battle outside gasp.

Even the elders who were watching on the terrace opened their eyes wide, with a look of disbelief in their eyes.

"He... is he still a human?!"

"How can this be a human? This is clearly a ferocious beast in human form!!"

The other golden-haired tiger saw its partner being knocked away, and howled angrily. Its sharp claws cut through the air like a knife, but were caught by an invisible hand raised by Mu Qing. Then, his thin arm seemed to contain infinite strength, and he actually swung the golden-haired tiger up and smashed it out of the field, causing a roar all the way.

After seeing this scene, the innocent disciples outside gasped, looked shocked, and subconsciously retreated together. Inevitably, some of them were knocked to the ground by the huge body of the Golden Haired Tiger.

Mu Qing looked at Zhang Yan coldly and said, "You don't even have the ferocious beast anymore. Do you still want to continue?"

Zhang Yan's forehead was covered with cold sweat. Damn, who is the ferocious beast?

Having lost her greatest support, Zhang Yan gritted her teeth helplessly and uttered three words, "I give up."

"Tian Xiu, it turns out he is a Tian Xiu!"

"Oh my god, is physical cultivation so terrifying?"

Mu Qing looked around at the awed eyes around him. At this moment, everyone shut their mouths. No one dared to ridicule him like they did just now, as if they had all forgotten.

Mu Qing walked off the stage and sat aside to rest. Some elders quickly repaired the battle stage with magic and called on the next disciples to fight.

The round passed quickly, and Si Minghai, Luo Tong, Qu Shuheng, Mo Wanji and Mu Qing won one game each.

A quarter of an hour later, the battle started again, Si Minghai fought against Qu Shuhuan, and it was still Si Minghai's overwhelming victory. Qu Shuheng's poison could not do anything to him.

Then, Luo Tong lost to Zhang Yan, which shows that he could no longer use his trump card after the previous match with Bai Xian.

Afterwards, Mu Qing faced Mo Wanji.

"Brother Mu has cultivated both the magic and the body. He can be considered invincible. I admire him." Mo Wanji had an elegant face, but for some reason, Mu Qing felt that he was unfathomable.

No, it should be said that the other party is like a pool of spring water, so quiet that even a falling stone cannot create any waves.

"Brother Mo, you're too polite." Mu Qing didn't want to say anything more, and he continued to strike with his palm, as if he had a domineering aura that covered the sky.

Mo Wanji stood to the side and pointed a finger. His finger turned dark in an instant. A sticky force followed the energy of the handprint, drilled in, and rushed into Mu Qing's palm.

Suddenly, Mu Qing felt something and activated the "Five Saints Great Divine Art". A continuous stream of water energy dissolved the feminine energy that was like a poisonous snake.

Although Mo Wanji's face was expressionless, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Mu Qing retracted his handprint and said, "No wonder the disciples who competed with you before always lost at the last minute. So that's why..."

Others didn't understand what he was saying, but this sentence made all the disciples who had just fought with Mo Wanji have a gleam of brilliance in their eyes.

Whether casting spells, or using treasures and talismans, there is a line of spiritual power connecting the cultivator, and Mo Wanji was able to find this line and put his secret strength into it.

"Now that I know your methods, it's easy to solve the problem." Mu Qing rushed forward and used an extremely brutal method, that is, his fists!

Mo Wanji's expression changed and he said, "I give up!"

All the spectators were speechless. When monks fought, they either compared their spells or their magical weapons, but such brutal means were no different from those used by mortal warriors.

Mu Qing had already surrendered two games, which meant that if he wanted to get into the top three, he had to not lose any of the remaining matches.

The following competitions became more and more intense. Si Minghai, who won a complete victory, is now recognized as the first. Mo Wanji, Lan Yue and others who only lost once were also unexpected.

Time passed quickly and it was the eighth round.

Qu Shuheng and Mu Qing.

Qu Shuheng has lost three times so far, one to Si Minghai, one to Mo Wanji for no reason, and then because he didn't get enough rest, he was taken advantage of by Lan Yue.

As for Mu Qing, after a lot of teasing, he admitted defeat in two games, and then he actually won consecutively. Except for Lan Yue, everyone else was defeated by him.

Some people suspected that he might really be able to have a wonderful fight with Senior Brother Si Minghai.

"Brother Pastor, if you can overcome the poison array I set up today, I, Qu Shuheng, will admit defeat." As Qu Shuheng spoke, his body trembled slightly, and suddenly, a green breath with a slightly fishy smell suddenly burst out from his body and spread from under his feet.

As Qu Shuhuan's spiritual power surged, an oppressive aura suddenly emerged. The green poisonous mist spread from his body and immediately covered half of the venue. This strange change was also his fighting style.

Many disciples were poisoned as soon as they got close to the poisonous fog and had already lost the competition.

Mu Qing looked at the spreading poisonous fog without feeling the slightest bit of fear. In fact, an inexplicable look appeared on his face.

The poisonous fog gradually enveloped his figure. The disciples outside could no longer see his figure but could only see it vaguely.

Even if you are physically strong, can you defend against poison?

Qu Shuheng felt that he had already won half the battle. No matter what method he used to detoxify, it would only last for a short while.

Slowly, as time passed, Qu Shuheng began to feel something was wrong.

This place was like his territory. He could clearly see that Mu Qing was standing there motionless, as if he was not affected by the poisonous fog at all.

This can't go on any longer!

Qu Shuheng took action immediately. Maintaining the poisonous fog also consumed a huge amount of spiritual energy. Two daggers appeared in his hands and he rubbed them gently. His figure turned into a blurry shadow and rushed towards Mu Qing like lightning.

At this moment, he saw the smile on Mu Qing's lips.

not good!

boom!

With one slap, the entire poisonous fog was blown away by a strong wind, and Qu Shuheng fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

The onlookers were all shocked.

It seems that Mu Qing is not affected at all by the poisonous fog.

Even Si Minghai couldn't help but widen his eyes. You know, Qu Shuheng's poisonous fog site was quite troublesome even for him. But looking at Mu Qing's nonchalant look, he deeply suspected whether he had used other means.

Others could not see it, but the elders on the terrace could see it clearly with their divine senses.

Qu Shuhuan, his cleverness backfired.

However, even they couldn't believe it. How could Mu Qing withstand Qu Shuhuan's poison?

You know, some of the poisons refined by Qu Shuheng are so poisonous that even the elders in the Platform Building Realm like them dare not touch them.

"Could it be that... his body has been cultivated to the point where it is immune to all poisons?" Head coach Wan Qing said this and he couldn't believe it himself.

"Immune to all poisons! Is there really such a physique?"

"Maybe. I've heard that when one's physical body is fully cultivated, a kind of sandalwood fragrance will emanate from the body, which is a symbol of the immortality of the physical body."

"Qu Shuheng has also met his nemesis."

Mu Qing didn't consume much energy, and the last match started in less than half a minute.

Mu Qing and Lan Yue.

Enemy road is narrow.