Black flash knows that it is impossible to defeat it, and it may be meaningless to continue fighting again, so it will decisively admit defeat.

After winning the second round, Ning Que entered the rest area and rested for half an hour.

But half an hour later, the challenger in the third round was not waiting for it.

Anyone with discerning eyes can see that this "Ren Piaomiao" has not used all his strength. The black flash is among the Soul Lord, and his strength is already considered a relatively strong person. Even though the other Soul Lords know that they are not as good as they are, naturally no one is willing to spend money on the stage to buy a beating?

[Why don’t the third elder use his relationship and ask the two outer disciples to take it?]

While Ning Que was thinking, the staff came over to inform him and said that the third challenger had appeared.

Does anyone really deserve a beating?!

Ning Que walked onto the stage and found that the challenger was a 15 or 16-year-old boy with long silver-white hair scattered behind his head, dressed in gorgeous clothes, wearing a butterfly mask, and a big sword behind him.

"Mu Chen, Wuhun King's True Sword, Level 38 Agile Attack Soul Lord, please advise."

While speaking, Mu Chen took off the big sword behind him, and his martial soul attached to the sword body. Three soul rings of yellow, purple and purple rose from under his feet.

He reached level 38 at the age of 15, and he can be regarded as a genius.

You should know that in the original plot, Dai Mubai was only level 37 when he was 15 years old.

Of course, this has something to do with Dai Mubai giving up on himself for a while.

Ning Que looked at the golden sword in Mu Chen's hand: "Wang Quan Sword? What is your relationship with Wang Fugui?"

"Wang Fugui, don't know him."

Mu Chen shook his head. The reason why he went on the ring to challenge was not because he was confident that he could defeat "Ren Piaomiao", but just wanted to compete with such a kendo master.

As for what Wang Fugui?

How could he know someone with such a local name?

His martial soul king Quan sword is actually a mutant martial soul, and his name is Mu Chen himself.

Ning Que thought at first that the other party was also a time traveler, but looking at Mu Chen's appearance, he really didn't know Wang Fugui, it was just a coincidence.

"So, come on."

Ning Que drew his sword and unsheathed it.

"The first soul skill - the wind slash!"

The soul ring on Mu Chen's body shone, his body shook, and the big sword in his hand rushed out like thunder.

"Sword Three. Fei!"

Heart moves, sword moves, people move.

Ning Que swung and rolled his sword, stirring up the great sword in Mu Chen's hand.

Mu Chen is a genius. If he had not died early, he would have the potential to become a titled Douluo, but compared with Ning Que, especially in the swordsmanship, it is completely incomparable.

After obtaining the inheritance of the divine Gu Wen Huang Ren Piaomiao, Ning Que stood completely on the shoulders of a giant, and his height was naturally different.

The sword flew to the ground. Mu Chen was stunned for a while, as if he was hit, but he soon felt relieved, and then smiled like a sunny smile: "It's really amazing, thank you for your mercy."

He could feel that the other party could severely hurt him with the sword just now, or even kill him on the spot.

Mu Chen was amazed by the countless gorgeous and powerful sword techniques and lost it with great confidence.

On the stage, Huo Ling'er stared at Ning Que's figure angrily: "This guy's strength is really unfathomable. Are you playing tricks on me when fighting with me?"

"Sister, be confident and remove the word "Do"."

Next to Huo Ling'er is a little red-haired loli with two ponytails. Her face is similar to Huo Ling'er. She is Huo Can'er, the younger sister of Huo Ling'er.

"You little girl, you are getting more and more courageous."

Huo Ling'er snatched the lollipop in Huo Can'er's hand and let her know what sinisterness is.

The game ended almost instantly, Ning Que and Mu Chen walked off the ring, and some of the audience came to their senses.

"That's over, it's a mess."

"Mu Chen can't be the one invited by Ren Piaomiao, he lost in one move."

"Waste, it's really waste."

"Tsk, it seems like you are very powerful. Mu Chen is at least a level 38 soul master, you are not even a soul master..."

"It's not that Mu Chen is weak, but Ren Piaomiao is too strong. That magical sword technique can be used without a soul ring. I really don't know how he did it?"

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lounge.

Ning Que looked at Mu Chen in front of him and said with great interest: "What are you doing with me? You want to launch a sneak attack."

"Your Excellency is joking. I want to take you as your teacher and learn swordsmanship with you."

Mu Chen's tone was sincere and very serious.

"Learn sword from me?"

Ning Que under the black robe looked at Mu Chen. This was a craftable material, but Ning Que didn't know his identity at present.

Whether to collect or not is a question.

"Please help."

Mu Chen performed a noble etiquette.

Ning Que said: "You should have discovered that I am younger than you."

"If you learn without success, those who are good at learning will become teachers."

Mu Chen is a sword tycoon, and what he most desires is to improve his sword and gain more powerful power.

As if to show sincerity, he took the initiative to take off the mask from his face and showed a pretty face.

His face felt a little feminine, and there was a tear mole under the corner of his left eye. At first glance, he thought he was a beauty.

But he was indeed a man, and deep in his eyes, there was a sense of undissolvable hatred.

The object of his hatred was obviously not Ning Que.

This is a person with a story.

Ning Que smiled and then said, "Tell me your story, such as which sect you are from."

Mu Chen was silent for a moment and said, "Actually, my real name is Chen Mu, and I am a direct disciple of the Sword Sect. Ten years ago, the sect was destroyed, so I followed my grandfather and uncle to find the murderer."

Sword Sect, Chen Clan.

Ning Que once heard from his father Ning Xiuyuan that the Sword Sect was originally a powerful sect. If it was not destroyed, the upper three sects may now become the upper four sects.

It was rumored that it was attacked by unknown forces ten years ago. In a night, countless casualties were killed or injured, and only a very small number of people were spared.

The news caused a sensation at that time, and the real murderer kept getting away with the law.

In fact, the upper three sects and the lower four sects all guessed that it was done by the Spirit Hall because only the Spirit Hall has this ability.

But there is no evidence, and no one is willing to offend the Martial Soul Hall and stand up for the Sword Sect.

"In order to find the murderer and avenge my dead parents, I must become stronger. When I saw your swordsmanship, I realized that learning can lead to further development. I have people who must be defeated. This is not my own battle, but also my long-cherished wish of the Sword Sect and the Chen clan..."

Mu Chen, or should be called Chen Mu, seemed to have transformed into a middle-aged boy who was carrying family hatred, talking endlessly.

Ning Que raised his hand: "Okay, I know your situation roughly, but it's too troublesome to teach your apprentice. Call me "Brother". I will give you a few tricks when I have time. If you don't want to..."

"I would like to, from now on, you will be my eldest brother."

Chen Mu is very straightforward. As long as he can become stronger, everything will be easy to say.
Chapter completed!