964: C964 Hundred Herbs Heaven's Pride

C964 Hundred Herbs Heaven's Pride

"You are very tenacious. If you are willing to come to me in the future, you are welcome at any time."

Fang Luo looked at the dying Mao Erming and said indifferently.

Mao Erming was absolutely not his match, or in other words, was not on the same level at all.

However, he got up again and again, attacking him with all his might. No matter how many times he knocked him down, he would quickly get up. His willpower was very strong.

Fang Luo was a very arrogant person, seeing Mao Erming's fighting spirit, he had some feelings for him, and began to love him.

Mao Erming spat out blood as he stood up, inch by inch, he gritted his teeth and said: "I am a member of the Patrolling Hall, senior brother has helped me a lot, I will not betray the Patrol Hall!"

Fang Luo, hearing this, could not help but laugh out loud: "Betrayal, what is betrayal? Even the Patrol Hall is part of our Imperial Family."

Mao Erming stubbornly shook his head: "No, I won't go to you."

"Then admit defeat."

Fang Luo's gaze turned slightly cold, "With your current condition, you definitely won't be able to take another blow from me!"

"No, I won't admit defeat."

Mao Erming spat out fresh blood again, and rushed towards Fang Luo while staggering.

Fang Luo shook his head, he was not a compassionate person but today, on Mao Erming, he saw himself back then.

He was full of fighting spirit, and he refused to give up even if he died.

It was because of these characteristics that made him so fond of this genius. He wanted to take Mao Erming in as his own subordinate.

"You don't need to answer me now. You have a lot of time to think about it."

Fang Luo shook his head and made a move in the air. His hand was like a blade, fiercely hitting Mao Erming on the neck and making him faint.

On the other side of the stage, Mu Baixiu was fighting with Song Ziqi.

Originally, Song Ziqi had the absolute advantage, but later on she became a little absent-minded. The scene of Chu Yun killing Hua Feilong still lingered in her mind.

It could be seen that Chu Yun did not disappoint his, as the numerous cultivation resources he had given away did not go down the drain.

As long as this trend continued, even Fang Luo, Xu Buruo, and Fan Jinlang might not be Chu Yun's match.

With this distraction, Mu Baixiu had naturally seized the initiative.

When Song Ziqi came back to his senses, failure was unavoidable.

However, she didn't care too much about it. Her participation in the tournament was just for fun.

Even if he could not continue on, there was no such thing as a pity.

"What a pity, young master Mu."

Mu Tu's palm had grabbed onto Mu Hongyuan's neck; as long as he used even a little bit of strength, his neck would be snapped.

However, he himself was not as relaxed as he was in his words. There were many wounds on his body, and they were so deep that even the bones were visible. It was a shocking sight to behold.

In the end, he used all his strength to feign an attack with the Black Gold Sword Pill, and then used the Heavenly Demon Flag to barely get close to Mu Hongyuan and restrain him.

Otherwise, it wasn't certain who would win or lose.

Mu Hongyuan's expression was a bit ugly. Although he did not have the strength to compete for the first place, he should not have any problem entering the top ten.

He hadn't thought that he would actually lose in the group stage.

"I have to admit that your skills are superior. Let me go."

Mu Hongyuan sighed, his face full of helplessness.

"Master Mu, you can't do that. You want me to let you go with just a few ambiguous words?"

Although Mu Tu was smiling, the injuries on his body were not fake, and it was so painful that he could not help but gasp.

Seeing that his thoughts had been seen through, Mu Hongyuan's expression changed.

He had originally wanted to use a scheme to trick his opponent.

After all, as the Eldest Young Master of the Mu Estate, he had been relegated in the group. No matter how he said it, it wouldn't sound good.

But who would have thought that the other side wouldn't take the bait?

Mu Tu was a Twelve Heavenly Enchantments with a cunning temperament. In all the years he had roamed the realms, other than being under Chu Yun's hands, he had never been at a disadvantage.

Mu Hongyuan wanted to use this little trick to trick Mu Tu. It could only be said that he was too inexperienced, and the older the better.

"If I don't admit defeat and I accidentally used some force, would it be such a pity for Mu Laoban to die?"

Mu Tu chuckled, his eyes staring straight at Mu Hongyuan, preventing him from doing anything.

Mu Hongyuan nodded his head in disappointment. "Alright, I admit defeat."

The judge by the side listened and entered. He nodded, indicating Mu Tu to win the competition.

"Haha, that's right."

Mu Tu retracted his hand and grinned.

In fact, his injuries were much worse than Mu Hongyuan's. Previously, he was only dragging his injured body along. Now that he had won the match, his body was on the verge of collapse and he almost fell.

Mu Hongyuan's face was dark. Without a word, he turned around and left.

As the Mu Estate's eldest young master, being eliminated from the group was an absolute humiliation to him.

Wang Boqian's Shadow Martial Spirit paled in comparison to Lu Xianying's Fast Sword.

No matter how hard he tried, he was unable to keep up with Lu Xianying's swift sword.

"Your Martial Spirit is very interesting."

Lu Xianying's eyes remained indifferent, the dazzling sword movements made it impossible for Wang Boqian to retaliate, he was completely suppressed and forced into a corner of the stage.

Wang Boqian was very angry, and suddenly shouted: "Shadow Wave Slash!"

The shadow behind him suddenly turned into a sharp blade that fiercely slashed forward.

Everything on the road was covered by this aura.

Lu Xianying squinted her eyes, seeing that the blade was right in front of him, she slashed out ninety-one times with lightning speed.

Each strike was accompanied by a biting cold aura, aiming for the weakness of the Shadow Martial Spirit.

After the eighty-one slashes, the Shadow Martial Spirit could not withstand this huge force and gradually dissipated.

Wang Boqian's pupils contracted. Although he did not want to admit it, this was the truth.

He took a deep breath and said with a dejected expression, "I lost."

Even his martial spirit had been destroyed, so even if he continued to persevere, he would only be bringing about his own humiliation.

Other than admitting defeat, what else could he do?

"Thank you."

Although Lu Xianying had defeated Wang Boqian, she was not overly complacent.

His thoughts were always on Chu Yun.

Chu Yun's strength was imprinted in his heart like a ghost. Unless they could defeat Chu Yun in a direct battle, this inner demon would not be erased.

"Bam!"

Even though Tang Haoran's entire body was covered in Dragon Tooth Grass and her defensive power was amazing, she was still hit until she vomited blood.

Xu Buruo's tall and skinny figure stood where he was, looking at Tang Haoran with disdain in his eyes, and said word by word: "You are the only one in this group that can still see things, but unfortunately, you are still far from being able to compare with me."

At this moment, Xu Buruo's arrogance and domineering attitude were fully displayed.

"How about this, on account of how happy you made me play with you, take the initiative to kowtow twice and then get the hell out of here. I'll spare your life."

Xu Buruo squinted his eyes, which were flashing with a dangerous light.

Tang Haoran tenaciously raised his head, her eyes unyielding: "Even if you can defeat me, so what? In front of Chu Yun, you're not even worth mentioning! "

"Chu Yun?"

Xu Buruo's expression darkened, he knew that the other party was from the same group as Chu Yun, and both came from the Patrol Hall, so he intentionally wanted to humiliate him.

He just did not expect that this brat would actually not see the situation clearly and still dare to take Chu Yun and pressure him.

"So what if Chu Yun? Even if I were to meet him, I, Xu Buruo, am not afraid."

Xu Buruo's tall and skinny figure that was like a bamboo pole stood at the center of the stage, releasing a terrifying Qi that went through the heavens and earth.

Tang Haoran clenched her fists. He really did use all of her strength, but it was just that her opponent was too strong. It was not something he could fight against.

Because he was the young master of the Xu family, Xu Buruo.

"You are so strong, compared to Hua Feilong, what do you think?"

Tang Haoran's face was full of scorn. Since the other party wanted to slap her face, then she must take revenge.

"Hua Feilong!"

Xu Buruo muttered to himself, then he suddenly thought, the other party was ridiculing him.

Hua Feilong died in Chu Yun's hands, but how much stronger could he be compared to Hua Feilong?

"Hehe, I don't dare say whether or not I'm a match for Chu Yun, but now you're going to die in my hands."

Xu Buruo grinned, his eyes brimming with killing intent.

"I admit defeat."1

Tang Haoran was very decisive and didn't give him any chance.

After saying this, he flipped his body and jumped off the stage.

Before he left, he even coldly left behind a few words: "Don't be complacent, Chu Yun will definitely teach you a lesson!"

Xu Buruo's eyes were cold, he only felt that he was not releasing his aura yet.

He gritted his teeth as he looked into the distance: "Chu Yun, if we really meet again, I will make you die a miserable death! Also, don't compare Hua Feilong with me! He is not worthy! "

Tang Zixian, Yi Lili, Monk Luan Lai, and others, had successfully passed as number one in the group.

As for the others, Mao Erming lost to Fang Luo, Huo Xun lost to Fan Jinlang, Tang Haoran lost to Xu Buruo, and Wang Boqian lost to Lu Xianying.

Only Mu Tu and Mu Tu won against Mu Hongyuan and Song Ziqi and entered the top 100.

As for the other Patrol s of the Patrolling Hall, they were all annihilated without exception.

In the entire Holy Kingdom of Yaochi, the power of the Patrol Hall was not the least bit conspicuous.

Not to mention competing in the Seven Palaces of the Jade Lake, but even those sects and influences were far worse off.

To be able to reach such a level, it truly wasn't easy.

The top hundred heaven's pride level experts were all chosen from the hundred arenas.

Within the Royal Capital, a hundred qualified heaven's pride level experts stood on a hundred arenas.

Among them, there were top Ranker Fang Luo, Fan Jinlang, Xu Buruo, and others, and there was also a young talent like Chu Yun.

Overall, the battles for the top hundred would definitely cause people to be filled with anticipation.

Most of the cultivators had their eyes fixed on Chu Yun.

He was simply too dazzling.

In the first round, he had mercilessly killed Hua Feilong and defeated over ninety heaven's pride level experts in a row, maintaining first place in the group.

He was also the first of the top hundred heaven's pride level experts to be promoted.

He even received a reward from the king for this.

All the heaven's pride level experts stood still, waiting for the king to speak.

Fang Wu Jing stood up from the Dragon Throne, his eyes imposing as he said with a deep voice: "Now that the 100 strongest participants of the Dragon Gate Conference have all appeared, all of you will be fighting your way up. If you are not careful, you will fall behind."

Left behind?

When the other heaven's pride level experts heard this, they were all bewildered.

Wasn't the next battle a drawing of lots? Why did he use the word "fall off the team"?

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