Who Will Defeat Who?
Of course, those who knew the reason grumbled in their hearts. Whoever dared to go up could go up. They would not go up and just wait for the show.
With so many sects present, Mu Qian's upset only lasted for a short while. Very quickly, someone from a four-star sect went up to challenge her.
A third-rank Spiritual Grandmaster!
"Please advise me!"
Mu Qian smiled faintly. "Sure!"
In the previous matches, even if there was a Junior Brother from his own sect who needed his guidance, Chu Li just glanced at them lazily and didn't bother to watch anymore.
However, every time someone from his sect went up, Chu Li's gaze never left them.
He frowned slightly. This position was not very good.
In the blink of an eye, the two juniors realized that Chu Li had disappeared. Chu Li quickly appeared where Mu Qian was sitting. The view was much better here.
"Master!"
The sudden appearance of a person, a Martial Sage at that, shocked the people protecting Master Bai Ze.
Bai Ze said, "Stand down, this is my friend."
"Master Chu," Mo Xuan said.
"Mmm!" Chu Li looked at the purple figure on the stage and replied indifferently. There was no reaction after that.
Mu Qian's opponent attacked instantly. His control of the Sword Qi was very good.
Using the wind element, Mu Qian easily dodged the attack.
"A seventh-rank Spiritual Emperor!"
"A seventh-rank Spiritual Emperor. This is definitely the weakest person I've seen in this conference!"
"Can a seventh-rank Spiritual Emperor be considered a genius? With such mediocre talent, she actually has the courage to participate in this conference. Isn't she afraid of being defeated? "
Mu Qian used her spiritual energy. Naturally, the difference in level was seen by everyone. They all looked at Mu Qian in shock.
Of course, those who exclaimed like this were those who did not know Mu Qian's true combat ability.
Those who knew her true combat ability cursed in their hearts. "Who knows who will be the one defeated?"
Even though the girl in front of him was a seventh-rank Spiritual Emperor, his expression turned serious. How could a normal seventh-rank Spiritual Emperor dodge his attack so easily?
He did not let his guard down because of Mu Qian's ridiculously low level. He used all his strength and Mu Qian retaliated.
"Wind Soul Lock!"
"Unparalleled Wind and Moon!"
The surrounding wind elements are controlled by Mu Qian, the other party feels suffocated.
The extremely fast speed of the wind element did not allow him to dodge, so he was directly swept off the stage by Mu Qian's two moves.
Victory!
Many people were shocked. There were many wonderful battles in the previous competition, but there was only one like Mu Qian who won against someone who was five ranks higher than her.
"I'll fight you!"
The second one was also a disciple of an inferior four-star sect, a peak third-rank Spiritual Grandmaster.
He was also an Elemental Soul Master. Golden flames swept over, and a fiery red iron claw rushed out of the flames. This was his weapon.
The temperature of the whole stage is rising, but Mu Qian doesn't feel it at all.
"Unparalleled Wind and Moon!"
Countless wind elements burst out, and the fire elements were actually suppressed.
What kind of joke was this? How could a low-level elemental spiritual power suppress a high-level elemental spiritual power?
Of course, there were many sharp-eyed seniors present.
"This girl's wind element is pure gold and strong, while that kid's fire element is obviously not up to par. Even if his spiritual power is higher than hers, he won't be able to do anything!"
"That's the power of the element!"
Bang, bang, bang! The wind blade slashed across, and the sharp claw was shattered.
Not only is the wind element pure, but it's also very strong.
"That's … impossible …"
"Bang!" A purple figure suddenly appeared in front of Mu Qian. Mu Qian swept across, and a strong burst of energy blasted the person off the stage.
Some people from the inferior four-star sects were still unwilling to give up. They would be laughed at if they lost to a Seventh-Rank Spiritual Emperor, a lone cultivator.
Then, Mu Qian continued to challenge and defeated seven people in a row.
They realized that Mu Qian had no intention of resting after seven battles, and she didn't seem to have used much spiritual power either.
"Zhao Chu of the Hanshui Pavilion is here to challenge you." A man in a dark red robe appeared on the stage.
He continued, "You can get off the stage first. You can come up after I win seven battles in a row. I don't want to take advantage of a woman."
Mu Qian shook her head. "No, that's a waste of time. It's the same if we fight now."
Everyone was a little surprised. Mu Chenxi seemed to be quite confident.
"Zhao Chu is quite famous in the southeast region. He's a cultivation maniac and already has a sixth-rank Spiritual Grandmaster at such a young age. Unfortunately, the Hanshui Pavilion is just an ordinary four-star sect. If it was a superior four-star sect, he would have no problem reaching the seventh-rank. "
"Mu Chenxi won't be able to defeat the Fire Saint in this match. She can handle a low-level Spiritual Grandmaster, but a mid-level Spiritual Grandmaster like her will have a hard time beating a Spiritual Emperor! "
"…"
Apart from those who had seen Mu Qian's combat ability in the Star Tower, no one thought she could win.
Zhao Chu said, "It's your choice. I won't hold back then."
A domineering punch pierced through the air. It was so powerful that it could easily crush a Spiritual Emperor.
Facing the attack that was like a raging wave, Mu Qian remained calm. She moved her toes and dashed away like lightning.
"Dodge! You can't dodge my punch just because you want to. "
Suddenly, Zhao Chu's fist made a sharp turn and once again rushed towards Mu Qian.
"This spiritual technique is the nemesis of Spiritual Masters who are good at speed! You can still chase. "
"You dodged it once, but the second time …"
The man's words haven't finished, but Mu Qian dodged again.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! She moved faster and faster. Her opponent, Zhao Chu, couldn't see her clearly. Suddenly, Zhao Chu sensed danger approaching.
After going around and around, his spiritual technique was heading in his direction, and Mu Chenxi was right behind him.
He knew how powerful this move was. He wouldn't have a good time if he ran into it, so he quickly withdrew his strength. Mu Qian attacked at that moment.
"Soul Riding Wind!"
Boom! There was a loud noise. Zhao Chu retreated but didn't leave the arena.
Zhao Chu said, "Mu Chenxi, you know how to play tricks. I was careless before, but I won't do it again."
Zhao Chu's body shot into the air like a cannonball. He moved his hands and suddenly, eight fists appeared in the air and came at Mu Qian from eight directions.
The fists fell as fast as lightning. Those who were weaker couldn't see them clearly.
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