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Of course, those who knew the reason were muttering in their hearts, whoever dared to go up would go up, they would not go up, just wait and see the good show.

With so many sects present, Mu Qianxi's upset was only for a while, and soon a member of a four-star inferior sect came up to challenge.

A third-order spirit sect!

"Please teach me a lot!"

Mu Qianxi smiled faintly: "Okay!"

In the previous competition, even if a junior from his own sect came to the stage and needed his advice, Chu Li just lazily glanced at it for a few times and then didn't bother to look at it.

But every time his family came to power, Chu Li's eyes never shifted.

He frowned slightly, this position is not very good.

In the blink of an eye, the two junior brothers discovered that Chu Li was missing, and Chu Li soon appeared at the place where Mu Qianxi was sitting, and the vision here was much better.

"Young master!"

Suddenly a person appeared, and he was also a holy spirit, and the person who secretly protected Mr. Bai Ze was shocked.

Bai Ze said: "Retire, this is my son's friend."

"Master Chu." Mo Xuan said.

"Hmm!" Chu Li looked at the purple figure on the competition platform, and replied indifferently, and then did not respond.

Mu Qianxi's opponent drew out his sword instantly, and his control over the sword energy was very good.

The wind element was running, and Mu Qianxi avoided it lightly.

"Seventh Rank Spirit Emperor!"

"Seventh-rank Spirit Emperor, this is definitely the weakest person I have seen in this exchange conference!"

"Can the seventh-rank Lingdi be considered a genius? With such a mediocre talent, she still has the courage to participate in this exchange conference full of geniuses. Isn't she afraid of being beaten to death?"

As Mu Qianxi used his spiritual power, the level was naturally lowered by everyone, and everyone looked at Mu Qianxi in astonishment.

Of course, those who can make such exclamations are those who don't know Mu Qianxi's real combat power.

Those who knew her true fighting power slandered in their hearts, "Who will be hit by then?"

Even if the woman in front of her was a seventh-level spirit emperor, the other party's face showed a dignified look. How could an ordinary seventh-level spirit emperor avoid his attack so easily?

He didn't take it lightly because of Mu Qianxi's ridiculously low level, he tried his best to attack, and Mu Qianxi also fought back.

"Yu Feng Lock Soul!"

"Fengyue Wushuang!"

The surrounding wind elements were controlled by Mu Qianxi, and the other party felt as if he was about to suffocate.

The extremely fast speed of the wind element did not allow him to avoid it, so he was directly swept off the competition stage by Mu Qianxi's two moves.

Won!

Many people were shocked. There were many exciting competitions before, but there was only one battle like Mu Qianxi who surpassed the fifth level and won.

"I'll meet you!"

The one who comes up is also a disciple of a four-star low-level sect, a third-order peak spirit sect.

He is also an elemental psychic, golden flames swept in, and a fiery red iron claw rushed out of the flames, which was his specialty weapon.

The temperature on the entire competition stage rose, but Mu Qianxi didn't feel it at all.

"Fengyue Wushuang!"

Countless wind elements erupted, but the fire element was actually suppressed.

What are you kidding? How is it possible that low-level ones can suppress high-level elemental spiritual power?

Of course, there were quite a few seniors with vicious eyes present.

"This little girl's wind element spirit power is pure gold and strong, but that kid's fire element is obviously not high enough, even if the spirit power level is higher than that little girl's, it's not good!"

"Elemental strong face!"

"Bang bang!" The wind blade slid across, and the sharp claw was shattered.

This wind element is not only pure, but also very sturdy.

"This... this is impossible..."

"Boom!" A purple figure suddenly appeared in front of Mu Qianxi, and Mu Qianxi swept across, bursting out with great energy, directly knocking him off the competition stage.

There are still some people in the four-star low-level sects who are not reconciled. If they are really inferior to a casual cultivator or a seventh-order spirit emperor, it will make people laugh.

Following the persistent challenge, Mu Qianxi defeated seven people in a row.

They found that Mu Qianxi didn't want to go down to rest even after seven rounds of fighting, and he didn't seem to consume much spiritual energy.

"Han Shui Pavilion Zhao Chu came to challenge." A man wearing a dark red robe appeared on the competition stage.

He continued: "You can step down first, and you can come up after I win seven games in a row. I don't want to take advantage of a woman."

Mu Qianxi shook her head and said, "No, that would be a waste of time, and it's the same now."

Everyone was a little surprised, this Mu Chenxi looked quite confident.

"This Zhao Chu is quite famous in the southeast region. He is a madman who cultivates, and he has a sixth-order spiritual sect at a young age. It's a pity that Hanshui Pavilion is just an ordinary four-star sect. If it is a four-star sect, he will break through. The seventh-order spiritual sect is not a problem."

"In this competition, it is impossible for Mu Chenxi to be a fire sage. The low-level spiritual sects can deal with it, but it is difficult for her to win the middle-level spiritual sects alone as a spiritual emperor!"

"..."

Except for those who have seen Mu Qianxi's combat prowess in the Star Ring Tower, others are not optimistic about Mu Qianxi at all.

Zhao Chu said: "This is your choice, then I will not be polite."

The domineering punch came head-on with the sound of piercing through the air. It was so powerful that it could easily crush a Ling Emperor.

Facing the attack that was rushing towards him like a raging sea wave, Mu Qianxi's face was calm, and with a movement of his toes, he swept away like lightning.

"Hide! My fist is not something I can dodge if I want to."

Suddenly, Zhao Chu's fist made a sharp turn and rushed towards Mu Qianxi again.

"This spiritual skill is the nemesis of a healer who is good at speed! It can also chase."

"Even once, I'm afraid the second time..."

Before this person finished speaking, Mu Qianxi avoided it again.

"Shua, Shua, Shua!" Her figure grew faster and faster, making his opponent, Zhao Chu, a little unclear. Suddenly, Zhao Chu felt that danger was approaching.

Going around, his chasing skills unexpectedly blasted in his direction, and Mu Chenxi was right behind him.

He knew how powerful his move was, and when he ran into a situation where there was absolutely no good fruit to eat, he hurriedly withdrew his strength, and Mu Qianxi attacked at this time.

"Yu Feng Mie Hun!"

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and Zhao Chu retreated, but did not leave the competition stage.

Zhao Chu said: "Mu Chenxi, you know how to be clever. I was careless before, but I won't do it later."

Zhao Chu's body rushed into the air like a cannonball, and with a movement of his hands, eight fists suddenly appeared in the air, blasting towards Mu Qianxi from eight directions.

The speed of the fist falling was as fast as lightning, and it was difficult for people with low strength to see it clearly.

Zhao Chu is really serious!