After Miao Xiangyu's deliberate reminder, everyone remembered that Miao Xiangjun defeated Ke Junxia in six moves. This shocking record made Zhuo Mufeng look embarrassed.

If you lose, your reputation will be ruined. Even if you win, it will be shrouded in Miao Xiangjun's halo. Many people even have sympathy for Zhuo Mufeng.

But who would have thought that the final result would be like this. Zhuo Mufeng also defeated Ke Junxia with six moves, not inferior to Miao Xiangjun!

This sudden battle not only failed to ruin Zhuo Mufeng's face, but instead became a stepping stone for him to become famous. The sensational impact of this battle was even more than Miao Xiangjun's six moves to defeat Ke Junxia.

Because Miao Xiangjun is the legitimate grandson of the Miao family, he has attracted much attention since he was a child. Although it has achieved such a surprising record, it is within the scope of acceptance by outsiders.

On the other hand, Zhuo Mufeng became a monk halfway through and had always been very low-key before. People only knew that he was the adopted son of Wu Guanting, and they had unknown knowledge of him.

In such a state of confusion and being generally despised, Zhuo Mufeng beat Miao Xiangjun's record in front of countless people, and the impact it had on everyone can be imagined!

Nuanyang Lake and Nuanyang Mountain fell into a brief silence, followed by a boiling tide of discussion, buzzing straight into the sky.

"What's true or false, are there six tricks? Is it a coincidence or a deliberate one?"

"It is worthy of being Wu Guanting's adopted son. Hehehe, it is said that Zhuo Mufeng has lost his luck, but he doesn't think about it. If others don't have real skills, can Wu Guanting value him and accept him as his adopted son?"

"Have you noticed that Zhuo Mufeng was not using the Nine Rainbow Sword Technique. There is only one five-star sword technique in Sanjiang League. Could it be that he used the four-star sword technique? It is too exaggerated to defeat Ke Junxia with the four-star sword technique with six moves."

Many people watching the battle were surprised.

Although the fight just now dazzled them, the situation was clearly visible. Zhuo Mufeng had the upper hand from beginning to end, which was a complete crush.

The most exaggerated thing is that he does not seem to have used five-star martial arts. With this alone, even Miao Xiangjun cannot compare with this. In this intuitive and subtle comparison, some people even vaguely feel that Zhuo Mufeng's talent is higher than Miao Xiangjun.

"Hmph, it's just a lucky chance. Can't you tell that a group of people without eyesight? That idiot Ke Junxia had consumed too much skill before before being taken advantage of? Some people are simply not good at winning!"

Listening to the noise in his ears, Miao Xiangyu's face looked extremely ugly. Although people nearby did not dare to talk too much, there were too many people, and the sound from further away floated into his ears.

In his eyes, the eldest brother Miao Xiangjun is a first-class hero, and it is not comparable to Zhuo Mufeng's impure wild dog.

This was obviously suppressing Zhuo Mufeng's words, which made everyone in the Sanjiang League frown. Huawei Peak was about to defend Zhuo Mufeng, but unexpectedly another delicate but obviously angry voice sounded one step ahead of time.

"Cousin, what is the victory without martial arts? The competition has incorporated strategies and the use of the environment. Ke Junxia himself wants to be proud of him, who can I blame? If according to your wishes, Xiang Jun's cousin practiced five-star martial arts, which is better than Ke Junxia's four-star martial arts, is it also the victory without martial arts?"

Miao Xiangyu looked at Wu Yuanyuan who was staring at him coldly, a little stunned. He always thought that Wu Yuanyuan hated Zhuo Mufeng, which was also a major reason why he deliberately suppressed Zhuo Mufeng.

But he didn't expect that in such an occasion, his beloved cousin would turn against him for Zhuo Mufeng and give him no face at all.

Miao Xiangyu's face was blue and white. He opened his mouth to speak, but could not say anything refuted. Miao Li, who was beside him, suddenly praised, "Meng Shenjun, your leader has accepted a good adopted son."

Meng Jiuxiao was in a good mood and laughed, "The leader of the alliance has always been very sensible, and Mu Feng is very smart, so we all look forward to him."

When Huawei Peak and Lan Xiang heard this, they almost burst into laughter.

They believe that the master has a good vision, but if you say that Lao Meng is optimistic about Zhuo Mufeng, they don’t see it at all, I’m afraid they may not say hello even when they meet before.

Miao Xiangyu, who was out of anger, was conscious. He was not too stupid. Finally, he understood that his previous words not only smeared Zhuo Mufeng, but also did not give face to Sanjiang League. No wonder Wu Yuanyuan was angry.

Thinking of this, he decided to suppress his anger and smiled at Wu Yuanyuan, "Cousin, I said the wrong thing just now, don't mind."

Wu Yuanyuan looked at him without replying. Her beautiful eyes as bright as stars only looked at the young man in blue clothes standing tall in the center of the lake, with an indescribable complex expression.

With a whistle.

Water splashed on the lake, and Ke Junxia, ​​who was soaked, rushed out, with blood on the corner of his mouth, his hair was scattered and he pressed against his face like aquatic plants, his forehead was exposed, his eyes were red, and his face was indescribable and shocked, and he shouted, "I haven't lost, I haven't lost, come again!"

Zhuo Mufeng shook his head and said, "You have already lost, accept the reality."

Ke Junxia ignored the deaf ears and rushed up with a roar. Unfortunately, he was hit by the sword energy of the Divine Sword Art. He was injured very much and his speed was greatly affected. Zhuo Mufeng drew his sword and waved it, easily knocking him out. The man fell into the lake again, startling the fish and shrimps in the water.

After several round trips, Ke Junxia still did not stop, as if he was crazy.

Zhuo Mufeng, who had always been merciful, was annoyed by him. In addition, he was unable to stand on the lake for a long time. While he was retreating, he was wondering whether to take action.

At this moment, Lian Yi, who had been gloomy, shouted angrily, "Stop, isn't it embarrassing enough?"

The loud shout made Ke Junxia's mind clear, and he stood blankly on the lake surface, his eyes lost their pupils, and his straight back seemed to have turned hunched.

Lian Yi snorted heavily, had to fly away, grab Ke Junxia's shoulder and swept into the distance, without any intention of staying, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a short while.

For Lian Yi, Zihua City is so shameless today, especially if it loses to Sanjiang League. After returning, the city lord may make a big fire.

But no matter how angry Ke Junxia is, it is not easy to keep the other party alone. In that case, he will be the one who is embarrassed.

However, after this battle, Ke Junxia's future in Zihua City has reached its peak. Although it is impossible to completely give up on the other party, he will definitely not be listed as the primary training target.

The facade of Zihua City cannot bear such a stain.

"The man surnamed Yan ran fast."

Meng Jiuxiao has been competing with Zihua City for many years and has succeeded and failed each other. This time he was able to slap each other heavily in the face, which is really relieved.

For this reason, Meng Jiuxiao suddenly felt that Zhuo Mufeng was quite pleasing to the eyes. The young man was energetic and had a good qualification. It was not considered as defiling the Sanjiang League's card. Seeing Zhuo Mufeng retreating to the shore, he smiled and praised, "Mufeng, you did a good job, it's not worth it. I have always been optimistic about you."

Zhuo Mufeng hurriedly bowed his hands, but he was slandering in his heart. If I lose, you might be the first to teach me a lesson, a hypocrite who hides his sword in his smile.

There were too many people on the scene, and there might be some twists and turns. Zhuo Mufeng was not used to being watched like a monkey. He was about to remind Meng Jiuxiao to go back early to report his life, but he was afraid of anything he was afraid of.

"Senior Brother Zhuo is indeed skilled in swordsmanship. I admire my younger sister very much. I wonder if I dare to have a chance to compete with her?"

The clear oriole-like girl's voice spread all around, obviously with the blessing of internal force.

Everyone's emotions had not completely faded. When they heard this, they immediately looked around to find the speaker. Today, they had not yet calmed down and started again. It was worth it for them to stay for a whole night.

Zhuo Mufeng had the urge to curse. After finishing the pack, Ke Junxia, ​​another one jumped out. Is there still there? Are they all full and full?

He was too lazy to pay more attention to it, otherwise what would happen endlessly. He immediately urged Meng Jiuxiao, "Uncle Meng, let's go back quickly. Some idle people are so shameless to be famous."

Although Meng Jiuxiao thought Zhuo Mufeng's words were not nice, he nodded deeply.

As the storefront of the younger generation of the Sanjiang League, we cannot avoid fighting in some occasions, but it is not a cat or dog who yells for a while and it is too unparalleled, so we immediately decided to turn around and leave.

"Meng Shenjun, I haven't seen each other for a few years. I'm very angry and I don't even want to talk to you."

A mature female voice thread came into Meng Jiuxiao's ears, causing Meng Jiuxiao to pause and look back in shock. Following the direction of the voice thread, his burning eyes suddenly froze on a big tree hundreds of meters away.

There were three women in white clothes standing on the treetops. They could vaguely see their graceful figure and elegant demeanor, and their black hair was slightly floating in the wind. The three women seemed to be about to ride the wind as the treetops swayed.

People nearby also raised their heads one after another. From just now, they had not noticed that there were three such outstanding women standing here.

Next to the trunk below the three girls, a middle-aged man with lying eyebrows bowed to Meng Jiuxiao from afar. Wu Yuanyuan recognized that it was the rudder of the Twelve Smoky Rain Tower, who was in charge of the Gusu branch, and the broken sleeves shocked the dragon Xiao Danchen.

So those three women are...

"It turns out it's the Master Chu. After years of separation, the Master Chu has become more charming than the past." Meng Jiuxiao narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in white in the middle.

There were also Miao Li, Xing Qianren, and Bai Kao beside Bai Qingzhou, all looking at the woman with a different look on her face.

The sword rain is fragrant Chu Yuhuan, the second floor owner of the Twelve Sweet Yuyu Tower, is also one of the most powerful masters of Yanyu Tower. Like the Yanyu Tower, this woman's martial arts can only be described inexplicably.

If she hadn't spoken out before, I was afraid that Meng Jiuxiao and others would not have noticed her existence. There were many people on the scene, but it was enough to prove how strong this woman had control over Qi.

Faced with the attention of countless pairs of eyes, Chu Yuhuan had no unnecessary expression on her delicate face, but said lightly, "No need to say more polite words. My disciple wants to find someone from Sanjiang League to compete with you. Why are you Sanjiang League silent? Do you look down on me?"
Chapter completed!