Making People Hate the Rich
Mu Qian glanced at them and said. "Who wants to fight with me?"
The discussion hasn't come to a conclusion yet, but someone rushed to the tenth floor and said. "I'll fight!"
The Ghost Sword Qing Xuan came up, Mu Qian said that she was waiting for him on the tenth floor, so he didn't stop.
Just a little bit more and Mu Chenxi will complete her hundred-game winning streak, he doesn't think he has a chance.
Although Qing Xuan rushed up, he wasn't as relaxed as Mu Qian before, he was injured.
"Hey! There's a newcomer on the tenth floor. "Someone said in surprise.
"I know him, he's the Ghost Sword Qing Xuan, he also came up from the first floor today, just a little slower than Mu Chenxi. Many opponents were killed by his sword, his strength is super strong! "
"Challenging Mu Chenxi as soon as he came up, stupid! Mu Chenxi is so abnormal! "
"You don't know this, he fought with Mu Chenxi before, but he lost. Now I'm afraid he's here to get back at her."
The appearance of the Ghost Sword Qing Xuan made the others breathe a sigh of relief.
Some people foolishly rushed to fight with Mu Chenxi, finally they don't need to do anything.
But Mu Qian glanced at her and said. "Forget it, I've fought ninety-nine games in a row, I'll take a break first. You also need to rest after fighting ninety-nine games in a row, I don't want to take advantage of you."
At this time, the Ghost Sword Qing Xuan relied on a rush to kill, Mu Qian knew that he shouldn't fight again.
Qing Xuan understood very well, he nodded slightly and said. "Okay!"
While Mu Qian and Qing Xuan were resting, the others finally had a chance to fight.
However, after seeing Mu Chenxi's killing spree, the next match seemed a bit dull. At this time, they were very looking forward to the battle between Mu Chenxi and Qing Xuan.
But after waiting for a long time, Qing Xuan didn't seem to recover much.
As for the reason, this guy didn't use any medicinal pellets to restore his spiritual power.
According to his snail's recovery speed, it's estimated that he will recover tomorrow.
At this time, Bai Jingyue walked to Qing Xuan's side and said. "Brother Qing Xuan, using this medicinal pellet will help you recover faster. I think you also want to fight with Miss Mu!"
Qing Xuan glanced at the medicinal pellet and said. "I don't have money!"
Mu Qian looked at the Ghost Sword Qing Xuan in amazement. This guy doesn't even use the lowest level healing elixir because he is too poor.
Bai Jingyue smiled, "This is a free gift from me. Consider it as making friends with Qingxuan. Brother Qingxuan, you don't have to be so polite."
Qing Xuan was also afraid that Mu Qian wouldn't wait for him, so he didn't hesitate and took the elixir. "Thank you, Lord Mirror Moon."
Everyone thought that Young Master Mirror Moon was indeed a good person.
At this moment, the duel between the two of them had come to an end. Qing Xuan had also recovered completely.
Mu Qian flew to the battle platform, and Qing Xuan followed her.
"They're coming up! They're coming up! "
"Mu Chenxi is going to fight Ghost Sword Qing Xuan."
The Ghost Sword was the best in Qing Xuan. Mu Qian looked for a sword in her space and took one out at random.
"Eh! Was Mu Chenxi not going to use the weapon she used before? However, this sword's level is not low. "
No! Mu Qian stuffed the sword back and took out another sword, but it still didn't work!
The space was full of spiritual weapons that she had plundered from all over the place, and the level was not low. After a long time, she finally found a suitable one.
But at this time, the people present looked at Mu Qian with a strange look. It was definitely a look of hatred towards the rich.
The crowd was in an uproar. "Oh my God! Mu Chenxi's family is selling spiritual weapons! Why are there so many spiritual weapons? "
"I think this little girl must have robbed a refiner's treasure house. This is too scary."
"… …"
Qing Xuan looked at Mu Qian stiffly, controlling himself not to hate the rich.
Mu Qian waved her sword and said. "I said, if you catch up with me on the tenth floor, I won't take advantage of my weapon. I'll use an ordinary spiritual weapon to fight with you. I mean what I said."
Qing Xuan said. "This time, I will defeat you!"
His wrist shook, and a strange sword light roared towards Mu Qian. There was a burst of sound in the air.
In an instant, more than a dozen sword lights burst out and rushed towards Mu Qian.
The strength of a person who completed ninety consecutive victories in one day is really extraordinary. In the face of the sword light that blocked all directions, Mu Qian dodged at a faster speed.
She waved her sword very decisively, the sword energy and the wind element spiritual power merged together. Mu Qian coldly said. "Peerless Wind!"
"Sword energy and wind element fusion, she's so bold."
Qing Xuan was stunned for a moment, he used his sword to block Mu Qian's attack.
"Boom!" The two forces collided together.
Following that, the two of them appeared and disappeared mysteriously from every corner of the arena like ghosts, dazzling the eyes of the audience.
"It's rare to see a battle of this level, even in the Spiritual Grandmaster level. How exciting!"
"Both of them are perverts! Both Ghost Sword Qing Xuan and Mu Chenxi are freaks who can fight beyond their level. "
"… …"
The people on the seats were also speechless. The appearance of such two abnormal people on the same day was a great shock to them. Fortunately, they are killing each other now, so they can temporarily calm down.
Qing Xuan's heart of the sword is very strong, this is the first young man she saw outside of the White Shirt, and he is also a person who loves swords, so Mu Qian wants to fight with him again.
When they fight again, she can try to understand it.
She no longer uses the wind to control the sword, but the sword energy and the elemental spiritual power to attack. She succeeded.
"Wind Soul Lock!"
"Wind Soul Lock!"
Mu Qian was not the only one who had a new understanding, Qing Xuan felt that his sword will seems to be stronger in the face of a strong opponent.
His heart was burning with the undefeated will, making his sword more dangerous.
"Rumble!"
In a subtle corner of the audience, Sheng Yi was sitting there at this time without being noticed.
"My baby disciple's understanding is really high! With this kind of understanding, it seems that I don't need to teach you the next few spiritual techniques, because my baby can create spiritual techniques that suit her best. "
The three spiritual techniques he taught Mu Qian were only a primer, and it was the perfect result to draw out Mu Qian's self-created spiritual technique. He thought that it would take a little more time, but he still underestimated his master.
"Bang, bang, bang!" In a flash, the two of them exchanged a few blows.
Qing Xuan clenched his sword, and countless sword energies rushed toward Mu Qian like waves.
The sword energies were so real that it was difficult to tell the real from the fake.
A wrong judgment would result in blood splattering on the spot.
Mu Qian, on the other hand, was still calm. She gently lifted her sword and turned the blade, forming a force under the fusion of the wind element.
Mu Qian was very fast. The sword in her hand only had one goal, and that was to defeat the opponent in front of her. She dashed forward and slashed down.
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