Ling Xue, wearing a veil, covered her beautiful fairy face, looked at the martial arts venue indifferently, and walked to a high place in the corner. She simply nodded to Yue Qing on the martial arts venue, saying hello, ignoring the stunning and surprised gazes and discussions of the audience, and stood there quietly.

It is like a blooming snow lotus, which not only fills the cold, but also gives people holiness and purity.

"Yueqing and Ling Xue are competing for beauty, and it is rare to meet each other."

"Today is a great feast for you."

"Yueqing came for Qin Ming, why did Ling Xue come here?"

"What do you do if you have so many things? You can watch the game and enjoy the beauty. Today is so satisfying."

The sensation caused by Ling Xue's arrival lasted for a while. Just as he was about to calm down, another special person came to the scene.

Mu Cheng! Jin Ling disciple, Jin Jian Mu Cheng!

"Why is he here? Qin Ming's challenge is worth watching the battle?" The personal disciple Ding Dian was majestic and ugly, but his aura was very wild, like a beast standing on his head. He glanced coldly at Mu Cheng who walked into the tenth martial arts arena, and snorted coldly in his breath.

"Haha, he doesn't care about Qin Ming's battle. He just sees how Qin Ming died." Han Qianye smiled and approached Ding Dian. This was a beautiful and elegant young man with some feminine temperament, but also a kind of forced aura. The Phantom Sword that few people practiced has been used to the extreme by him, and there are few opponents among the many powerful personal disciples.

Mu Cheng is masculine and handsome, with deep eyes and a very prominent temperament. In the hearts of the disciples of Qingyun Sect, the two words Mu Cheng are very important. He is a genius among geniuses, one in a thousand.

The identity of Jin Ling's disciple is his highest honor.

Whether it is a male disciple or a female disciple, they all have awe of him. When a person's talent and achievements are far superior to his own and he can only look up to him, there will be no jealousy, only envy and admiration.

Mu Cheng ignored the restlessness in the martial arts venue and stood at the corner of the martial arts venue with a cold face, waiting for the event to begin, but his eyes occasionally looked at Yue Qing would be slightly softer.

He is cold by nature and rarely gets close to others. None of the hundreds or thousands of disciples in the martial arts arena dares to talk to him, and no one is in front of him. He intentionally or unintentionally vacated a passage, extending to the martial arts arena, so that he can watch the battle.

The atmosphere on the scene continued to be warm. The appearance of personal disciples such as Mu Cheng, Tie Shanhe, Yue Qing, Ling Xue, and Ding Dian made today's game more anticipated, and even invisibly improved the specifications. Often, there was really little chance to bring these famous people together.

Not long after, Mu Zixiu was surrounded by more than a dozen disciples and immediately became the focus of the audience.

Many personal disciples were observing him with their eyebrows.

They all knew that Mu Zixiu was taken away by the Great Elder and trained himself. That was the Great Elder. The strongest man in the top five of the Qingyun Sect's strength. Although the Great Elder has accepted many disciples, he rarely uses a lot of time to train himself. This time, he took Mu Zixiu in seclusion for the first time for a month, which is enviable and jealous.

If it weren't for this challenge, how could the elder personally trained him? Mu Zixiu made a lot of money.

Mu Zixiu had a smile on his face and walked to the martial arts stage with countless screams and compliments. He liked this scene very much and enjoyed this atmosphere very much. He did have obvious growth in this month. Not only did he reach the peak of the seventh level of heaven, but he also fully understood the True Thunder Trial, and had even gained more surprises.

He understood what the Great Elder meant. Since he had spent so much energy to cultivate himself, he would look forward to the corresponding gains.

How to play today? It’s abolished Qin Ming! It completely eliminates his martial arts, and see how arrogant he is.

"Mu Zixiu's aura should be at the peak of the seventh level of heaven."

"The Great Elder personally trained it, and it is reasonable to have the peak of the seventh level of heaven. I suspect he may have gained other benefits."

"Mu Zixiu is coming in full force, Qin Ming is in danger today."

"Qin Ming has brute force, but he is vulnerable to Mu Zixiu's thunder and lightning martial arts."

"Qin Ming's realm is too low."

Many disciples saw Mu Zixiu's changes and there was another burst of envy and jealous discussion.

Mu Zixiu was excited when he saw Yue Qing, Mu Cheng, Tie Shanhe and others. Such a scene was worthy of Mu Zixiu's appearance.

When I saw Ling Xue, my smile became deeper.

He admires Ling Xue.

"Where is Qin Ming?" Mu Zixiu calmed down and prepared to have a gorgeous 'bloom'.

But……

Where is the human? Qin Ming seems to be away.

"Where is Qin Mingren? Why haven't you come yet?"

"Isn't it because I'm afraid? The realm is too different, and I may die if I come."

"Can you want to admit defeat directly? Mu Zixiu will spare him?"

After just one and a half hours, the disciples in the martial arts field did not see Qin Ming's shadow. Even Mu Zixiu was annoyed on the stage. Could this kid dare not go on stage?

Cai Yi was also wondering. Logically speaking, Qin Ming is not the kind who will retreat, so why hasn't he appeared yet?

"Senior sister, what's going on? Do I want me to look for Mr. Qin?"

"Wait a little longer, he will come."

Soon after, when the martial arts performance began to stir up and people became more and more dissatisfied, someone shouted: "Here you come."

Qin Ming has only appeared on the stone steps now. What did he do? He forgot! He actually knew that he was going to compete today and prepared deliberately, but he never forgot about the time of cultivation. As soon as he opened his eyes, he grabbed two dry steamed buns and pickled vegetables and rushed here.

When we were almost at the top of the mountain, the two steamed buns were just finished eating pickled vegetables. When we saw a small waterfall next to us, we turned our heads and ran there to drink some cold water and washed our faces. The scene was seen by the disciples on the top of the mountain, and their faces were covered with dark lines. What did this kid do? I wonder if it will affect your life and death today? Can you take a snack?

"Are you okay?" Cai Yi was the first to meet him, worried that Qin Ming would feel psychologically stressed.

"It's okay, I'll forget the time." Qin Ming smiled, walked through the crowd and walked onto the martial arts stage, nodded to Yueqing, and then met Mu Zixiu: "I've been waiting for a long time."

"Are you playing tricks on me?" Mu Zixiu pulled the corners of his mouth and sneered. He valued face very much. Today's protagonist should be himself, but he was delayed by Qin Ming for an hour and a half, making him stand on the stage and wait like a fool.

"It seems we haven't made a appointment for the specific time? Are you in a hurry to show off, can you blame me?" Qin Ming twisted his neck, loosened his shoulders, and moved his muscles all over his body.

"I'm shameless, then don't blame me for being rude." Mu Zixiu's face darkened. How dare he contradict me? When can ordinary disciples become arrogant with their own disciples?

Qin Ming clenched his fists and put on a Vajra-powered starting move, inviting Mu Zixiu to fight: "Go to start. Be careful that my fists may not hurt you, but they will not just tickle."

At this time, a scream suddenly came from the crowd. "The fifth level of Lingwu? Isn't Qin Ming the third level of heaven?"

The person who exclaimed was Ding Dian, a personal disciple. He kept staring at Qin Ming. The more he looked, the more something was wrong. It was not until Qin Ming improved his aura that he suddenly realized that this was not the aura of the third level of Lingwu Heaven. This was the fifth level of heaven and it was probably already stable.

A month ago, Qin Ming should be the third level of Lingwu. In one month, it should be the limit to breaking from the third level of heaven to the fourth level of heaven. How could it be the fifth level of heaven?

"Fifth Heaven? It's true." The martial arts performance immediately burst into a tide of exclamations.

"You are the fifth level of Lingwu?" Mu Zixiu looked solemn and observed Qin Ming carefully.

"Just just broke through." Qin Ming admitted.

"Yes, this looks a little bit." Mu Zixiu was soon calmed down, but he felt interesting. If Qin Ming was only in the fourth level of the third level of heaven and had no motivation to abuse him, he had finally aroused his interest. Although the realm of the fifth level of heaven is still a joke in front of the seventh level of heaven, at least he had to play.

Cai Yili had a fragrant tree: "Are you ready? When will it start?"

"Start now." Mu Zixiu walked towards Qin Ming and waited for an hour. He was too tired of waiting and was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he started directly.

"Accompany at any time." Qin Ming performed the Vajra Power Starting Stage.

"I heard that you have practiced Vajra, how many stages have you practiced?" Mu Zixiu sneered, walking slowly and casually step by step. His deep eyes stared at Qin Ming, his momentum became more and more concise, and his fighting spirit became more and more high, as if only Qin Ming was left in his world.

The war was about to break out and the atmosphere in the martial arts field began to become tense.
Chapter completed!