If Mu Qian said that she was indeed bullied by these guys, the Snow Bear would probably slap them into the sky.
"There is no rule to check the name, the participating geniuses have the right not to let others know their name. Miss, please go in!"
"Congratulations on becoming the first person to arrive at the Northern Arena."
"Then I'll go now!" Mu Qian walked into the arena.
Surrounded by white snow, the temperature is very, very low.
Not only is the temperature low, but the gravity has also increased by many times, every step is very difficult.
However, Mu Qian has also been to many strange places to gain experience, so she quickly got used to the gravity.
At this time, there is no aura of people here, the guard is right, she is indeed the first person to arrive here.
And when she entered, she also got some information, that is, the rules of the Northern Arena.
The people who enter will kill each other, and when there is a certain number of people left, the transmission array here will be opened and they will be sent to the next arena.
Now that he is the only one here, naturally there is no opponent to fight.
"Then I'll wait for them!"
Mu Qian sat there, meditating.
At this time, a burly man came to the entrance with a group of people, the second group of people has arrived.
"Congratulations, young master, you are the second person to arrive at the entrance. Please take out your ID card and show us your name. "
Showing their name, these people have no objection.
But the man who took the lead is not happy, he was fast enough to find the entrance before the next day.
Someone is faster than him, who is it?
As soon as he entered, he saw a woman who is cultivating, and he knew the rules of this competition.
This woman is near the entrance, anyone who enters can see her, it is obvious that they are courting death.
Smart people will choose to hide themselves and wait for a surprise attack when there are a lot of people, how can they let themselves be in such a conspicuous position?
Defeat the opponent, when the opponent's HP drops to a certain level, they will be sent to the elimination point.
The gravity here makes them very uncomfortable, they look around to familiarize themselves with the environment.
The earlier they arrive, the more time they have to familiarize themselves with the gravity, which is very advantageous for their future battles.
The burly man walked over and said. "Miss, seeing you here alone, did you get separated from your fellow disciples? Or are you a rogue cultivator? "
Mu Qian raised an eyebrow. "Why should I tell you? If you want to fight me, then hurry up and do it. What's the point of talking so much? "
"It seems that you are very confident in your strength! But in the end, the one who will be sent to the elimination point will be you, so we'll deal with you before the third batch arrives. Then the first person to arrive at the match point will be me. "
After that, he punched Mu Qian.
"Boom!" His punch undoubtedly fell, Mu Qian nimbly avoided it.
The Spirit Emperor's spiritual fluctuations were not strong for a Spirit Sect, so it was easy to tell.
The burly man and his fellow apprentices were all stunned. "What? She's the Spirit Emperor? "
"Even if he's a Peak Stage Nine Spirit Emperor, he's still a Spirit Emperor! Even if such a person registered, it would be very difficult for him to make it to the arena. "
"But she's still the first to arrive. That's incredible."
"Don't tell me there's something behind the scenes!"
The burly man said, "And here I was wondering how powerful an arrogant woman like you would be. I didn't think that you wouldn't even reach the Spirit Grandmaster level. How weak. "
"You talk too much nonsense!"
Mu Qian took out the Wind Feather Fan, and in an instant, a powerful wind elemental energy exploded.
"Wind Meteor, Cold Moon!"
The terrifying wind elemental energy rushed toward him. "Bam!" That person was sent flying, rolling on the ground far away like a snowball.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!" He swallowed a lot of snow. Although he wasn't seriously injured, he looked very pathetic.
His senior and junior brothers were also shocked. Their senior brother was sent flying by a Spirit Emperor.
They were disciples of a four-star force, and their senior brother was one of the best in their sect. He was already an Eighth Stage Spiritual Grandmaster at such a young age, so there was no way he would lose to a Spirit Emperor, right?
"Who is she?"
The burly disciple was naturally unwilling to give up. He rushed out and attacked Mu Qian again.
Mu Qian said coldly, "You're courting death!"
"Mad Dragon Fist!"
Because he had suffered a setback last time, this time, he did not hesitate to bring out his special skill, his most powerful spiritual technique.
This punch was very fierce, but Mu Qian's expression didn't change.
Feng Ling waved his feather fan, "Wind Meteor, Nirvana!"
"Wind Meteor, Cold Moon!"
"Ahhh!" Such a domineering punch was so easily resolved, and then he was sent flying again.
"Drip! Drip! "
Bright red blood splattered on the snowy ground. There was no blood in the last exchange, but there was blood this time.
This was a little too strange!
The people looked at Mu Qian, dumbfounded. Was this really the Spirit Emperor?
The burly man said, "What are you guys still standing there for? Hurry up and help me, get her out of here. "
They had exchanged blows twice, and both times they had lost.
He knew very well that whether this woman was the real Spirit Emperor or not, he couldn't be her opponent alone.
This woman was alone, but he was different. He had a group of fellow apprentices.
With so many people, would he be afraid of not being able to deal with this woman?
"Yes, Senior Brother!"
More than a dozen people rushed out at the same time and surrounded Mu Qian.
"That's why you weren't defeated by me alone. Now, let's attack together. You're going to suffer!"
Mu Qian sneered, "Do you really think you'll win just because you have more people? It's not a bad idea to warm up first. This isn't a place to cultivate! "
Suddenly, Mu Qian disappeared in front of their eyes. Then, a terrifying wind element enveloped them, suffocating them.
Their pupils constricted. They thought they were hallucinating.
The opponent in front of them wasn't a ninth-rank Spirit Emperor, but a ninth-rank Spiritual Grandmaster.
"Wind Meteor, Star Shatter!"
"Wind Meteor, Cold Moon!"
"…"
The feather fan turned into wind, and the feather fan turned into sharp blades. Mu Qian's movements were as smooth as flowing water, and she beat the group of people into a mess.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
One by one, they smashed a large hole in the snow. They rubbed their eyes to make sure they weren't seeing things. This was a ninth-rank Spirit Emperor.
Were they seeing things?
One of them said in a hoarse voice, "Senior Brother, didn't we hear a rumor before we came to the competition? A woman called Mu Chenxi can fight someone of a higher level. She's also a Spirit Emperor, and she's very insane. She's about the same age as this woman. "
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