Hearing Tian BuYi's words, Song Daren and the rest looked at each other. Seems like Master was not happy with the Dragon Head Peak disciples. His relationship with Zhenren DaoXuan was not good, but as disciples, they could not say anything.
"Yes, Master."
Mu Qingxiao nodded slightly. Originally, he planned to teach the Dragon Head Peak disciples a lesson today. If he did not teach them a lesson, would they really think he was mud and let them trample on him?
Suru looked at Zhang Xiaofan, walked over and said, "There's no point in saying more. Xiaofan, today's second battle, you have to do your best. No matter if you win or lose, you have to be careful. Do you understand?"
Zhang Xiaofan's heart warmed, and said softly, "Yes, Mistress."
Suru nodded, she wanted to say something, but the bell and cauldron in the distance rang, the battle had officially begun. She swallowed her words.
Tian BuYi and Suru looked at each other, nodded and said, "You all know the location of the battle. Just now, the red list was clearly written. After the battle starts, I and your Mistress will come down to watch you compete. Do your best."
Everyone agreed. Tian BuYi nodded, and whispered to Suru before turning to leave. After the two left, Hidi looked at Zhang Xiaofan, pulled him aside and whispered to him, her face occasionally showing a shy smile.
Mu Qingxiao's lips curled into a smile when he saw this scene.
Initially, Hidi did not realize Zhang Xiaofan's feelings for her. Now that she did, she knew there was a difference between men and women. She no longer treated the latter as a junior, but as a man.
Seems like Zhang Xiaofan's two days of relentless pursuit was effective. Initially, Hidi lowered her head and did not speak. Now, she was talking and laughing, and even showed the shyness of a little girl.
Obviously, to chase the girl he liked, he still needed to be thick-skinned. In this era, being thick-skinned was not enough to make a living, but his wife could accompany him for life.
After a while, Mu Qingxiao came to his battle arena. There were only a few disciples around, and they were all unfamiliar faces from yesterday. Sun Hongyang from Dragon Head Peak was obviously not here yet.
The competition had already begun, and even the elder who was supposed to be the judge had arrived, but the latter was nowhere to be seen.
Standing on the arena, the surrounding scenery was clearly visible. The Cloud Sea Plaza was filled with Qing Yun Men disciples, but this time, they didn't form groups like yesterday. Instead, they surrounded several arenas to watch the matches that they wanted to see.
Mu Qingxiao and Zhang Xiaofan were both disciples of the Bamboo Peak, so they naturally became the dark horse. There were only a few onlookers.
Among them, Lu XueQi's arena at the center had as many people as usual. His cultivation was also unexpectedly profound. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he broke his opponent's immortal sword, which seemed to make many disciples feel very satisfied.
But this was the nature of human nature. Many disciples who sought excitement came to this arena one after another. Thus, Lu XueQi's popularity was rising instead of declining.
In fact, there were even some disciples who came just to see what would happen to the disciples who had competed with her today.
In addition, the long-lost Jiutian Divine Weapon, Tianya, was even more eye-catching. Countless people wanted to see this divine weapon from the great war between the righteous and demonic paths a thousand years ago. Even some Qing Yun Men elders were no exception.
Mu Qingxiao stood on the arena, and Lu XueQi had also arrived early. Her beautiful eyes fell on Mu Qingxiao's arena. Although the distance was a little far, it was not a hindrance for a cultivator at the peak of the eighth level of Foundation Establishment.
Their eyes met in the air, and they looked at each other affectionately. In the eyes of the surrounding disciples, Lu XueQi was meticulously waiting for her opponent, while Mu Qingxiao was unusually handsome and handsome. With his handsome appearance, he attracted a few onlookers.
Standing on the arena for a while, the judge looked at the sky, and his face showed obvious displeasure.
The competition was about to begin, but the disciples of Dragon Head Peak were late. What arrogance. But when he thought of Daoist Cang Song, who was the head of Dragon Head Peak, he could only temporarily suppress his displeasure.
After a while, Lu XueQi's battle began. Looking at her graceful figure, Mu Qingxiao was a little absent-minded. He didn't even notice that a white-robed man had appeared on the arena.
"Boy, you're Mu Qingxiao from Bamboo Peak?"
A cold voice entered his ears. Mu Qingxiao calmly turned his head and looked around. He realized that there were already several Dragon Head Peak disciples gathered below the stage. They were all dressed in neat white shirts and could be seen at a glance.
Including the disciples of Dragon Head Peak, there were a total of 20 Qing Yun Men disciples gathered below the arena. It was much more lively than Zhang Xiaofan's arena.
The man on the arena looked gloomy. He looked at Mu Qingxiao with a cold gaze, and there was even a hint of killing intent in his eyes. Mu Qingxiao was slightly stunned. Was it allowed to kill in the Seven Peak Martial Arts Competition? The rules didn't seem to allow it.
"You're a disciple of Dragon Head Peak?"
"Humph!" Sun Hongyang snorted coldly and said, "You're really as arrogant as my brother said. You can't even remember the name of your opponent. Later, the blade has no eyes. You'd better be careful."
Mu Qingxiao's lips curled into an evil smile. He had even found a reason. How interesting. "Your brother is?"
Hearing this, Sun Hongyang's eyes flashed coldly. He said in a cold voice, "My brother was your opponent yesterday. After the competition with you, his internal organs were all displaced. If he doesn't rest for half a year, it will be impossible for him to cultivate. Do you know what half a year means to a cultivator?"
Mu Qingxiao still had a calm smile on her face, but her heart was filled with disdain. She ignored him.
'So what if he's your brother? Who cares who he is? He wanted to kill me, so I only injured him. If I didn't show mercy, even if he didn't die, he wouldn't be able to cultivate for the rest of his life.'
The atmosphere on the arena was somewhat stifling. Mu Qingxiao's smile was dizzying, while Sun Hongyang's expression was extremely cold. At this moment, on the left side of the arena, the Qing Yun Men's referee coughed twice to ease the atmosphere.
Sun Hongyang turned around and bowed slightly. "Elder, I'm not late. Can we start the competition now?"
"Of course, but young people need to restrain themselves. It's not good to be too arrogant."
"Thank you for your reminder, Elder. I understand." Sun Hongyang turned around and stared at Mu Qingxiao.
The referee frowned but didn't say anything. Sun Hongyang's cultivation wasn't bad, and he had the support of Dragon Head Peak. It was normal for young people to be arrogant, but the referee didn't like it. Compared to Sun Hongyang, he admired Mu Qingxiao more.
However, the Seven Peak Martial Arts Competition was about strength. Admiration was useless. He could only hope that Mu Qingxiao would win.
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