God Concubine Supreme

After the first two days of competition, 4,000 people were eliminated by half, leaving 2,000 people.

Compared to the first day, it was only a fraction of that.

When Mu Qinglan set foot on the arena again, she clearly felt that the space was much larger.

Naturally, those who can stay are naturally outstanding figures in the younger generation.

Mu Qinglan looked around, and on the audience stage, saw a face that had not appeared in the previous three days.

The major families have sent some more important characters. Although they will not play, they are showing their attitudes and showing that they attach great importance to the elite club.

Of course, this emphasis is only reserved for those left on the stage.

Those before, in their eyes, are not worth mentioning at all.

A year later, seeing those faces again, Mu Qinglan found that his heart was unexpectedly calm.

However, only she herself knows that under this calm, everything for the past year is buried!

As long as you find an opportunity and a crack appears, it will tear apart a world!

On the audience stage, there were constant discussions.

"The two-day competition has been unexpectedly exciting! I think it's much better than the last time!"

"I think so too! I still remember yesterday, when Mo Shuzhi shot, it was so beautiful! As expected of the most talented person in the Shui family!"

"More than that? Ouyang Yichen is also very strong! Besides, his appearance is also handsome..."

"When it comes to appearance, how can anyone compare to the fourth prince? I want to say that on the first day, the most pleasing game, I'm afraid it is the fourth prince's game, right? The others are not ready, he is playing here It's over! It's not a class at all!"

"Speaking of this, I think of it, what is the name of the person who won the first game? It's very fast! I think maybe his strength is not bad."

"That person's name is Xi Yan! Looking at that move, he has some strength, but he can't compare with the fourth prince. One sky, one earth! I think that person might stop here today... "

Mu Qinglan was not interested in other things, but was a little curious about ink painting.

"What's wrong with ink wash? He used the star array?"

A teenager next to her glanced at her, apparently recognizing Mu Qinglan, and couldn't help saying:

"You didn't come? That was the most exciting game yesterday!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Mu Qinglan's eyes.

"You don't know! The opponent he met yesterday was a powerhouse in the middle stage of the Divine Soul Realm! No one thought that the two would meet so early. The two fought for a while, and Mozhi seemed impatient. , that is, throwing out the star array and ending the battle in an instant! It is really gorgeous and powerful!"

It turned out to be in the middle stage of the Divine Soul Realm... No wonder, this level, among these people in the entire elite club, is definitely considered to be upper-class. The result was unfortunate, and I met Ink Zhi first.

Mu Qinglan's expression changed, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Mo Shuzhi standing not far away with an indifferent expression.

He heard it clearly, but obviously didn't care.

This state of mind is rare.

Mu Qinglan became more vigilant about ink and wash in her heart.

For some reason, compared to Xiao Beitang, she felt that ink painting was more difficult to deal with.

At this moment, Xiu Yuan's figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the competition arena.

Everyone looked up.

"Everyone, I believe you already know the process of today's competition. There should have been 2,000 people participating today, but 38 people were seriously injured and could not participate in today's competition, which is regarded as an automatic abstention."

There was an uproar in the crowd.

This is also a pity!

After finally winning, but still unable to advance to the next round, this is a bigger blow to them.

Xiu Yuan's gentle gaze swept across the crowd and said:

"I know, some people may think this is unfair, but I can only say, this is the elite meeting! I told you on the first day that only the strong who beat the strong can reach the end! Although there are three less Eighteen people, but the rest are still in teams of two, with one win and one loss. The loser will be eliminated, and the winner will all advance to the next round! Enter the Xiaofeng Garden together!"

Hearing the three words "Xiaofeng Garden", almost everyone's expressions changed in unison.

Nan Xun was stunned for a moment, then turned to Mu Qinglan and asked:

"Xiaofeng Garden? Is it the Xiaofeng Garden left by the founding emperor of the Shengyuan Empire?"

Mu Qinglan couldn't help laughing: "Otherwise, is there a second Xiaofeng Garden?"

Nan Xun's eyes were full of excitement.

"Really!? I've wanted to go in there for a long time! As long as I win today's game, I can go in, right?"

Mu Qinglan nodded helplessly.

In fact, it is not difficult to get in, the key is to be able to get out!

However, looking at Nan Xun's enthusiasm, Mu Qinglan didn't bother to say that the province was attacking his enthusiasm.

Nan Xun's eyes lit up, and he leaned closer and said in a low voice:

"I heard that Xiaofeng Garden is the last place where the founding ancestor sat down. It is very mysterious. If practitioners enter, if they can get a chance, they can greatly increase their strength!?"

The founding father of the Shengyuan Empire is a legendary figure, and Mu Qinglan has heard many rumors, among which, Xiaofeng Garden is a place that has been more advanced.

Because it really exists, and every elite meeting will be reopened.

For all the teenagers, being able to get the opportunity to enter Xiaofeng Garden, even if they can't reach the end, is still a very proud thing.

Seeing that everyone was excited because of Xiaofeng Garden, Xiu Yuan's smile deepened.

"So, today's battle is very important to each of you! I won't say more about the rest, the game - start!"

The rules are the same as the previous two days, and it is still two hundred people on the stage at the same time.

Mu Qinglan glanced down, and a number slowly appeared on the jade card.

"The sixth time, the seventy-eighth!"

For the sixth time, it may take a while...

"It's my first time?"

Nan Xun looked at the jade card in his hand and couldn't believe it. He rubbed his eyes and was immediately happy:

"Great! I can go back to bed early today!"

The sound was so loud that many people around looked at it.

Mu Qinglan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and just wanted to pretend not to know each other.

Someone next to him sneered:

"Yeah, if you lose the game early, you can naturally go back to sleep!"

Nan Xun laughed in anger, turned his head to look, and saw that the person in front of him seemed to be familiar, but the other party's expression was not very friendly.

He immediately thought of something and looked at the jade card in the man's hand.

"First time, No. 10!"

It is his opponent in this game!

No wonder…

Nan Xun showed a big smile: "Don't worry, I usually win faster."

The man's face was cold: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

Mu Qinglan couldn't help laughing and said:

"I don't know who doesn't know how to live or die. I only know that a person in the early stage of the Divine Soul Realm generally can't beat the peak of the Divine Soul Realm."

"Who are you!? What nonsense?"

Mu Qinglan turned around lazily, and looked at Zhong Yirong, whose face was flushed with anger, with wide-eyed eyes in front of him with some pity.

"Who I am, you will know sooner or later. As for what I am talking about... I am kindly reminding you. Well, the one you are about to fight with in front of you is the pinnacle of the Divine Soul Realm."

Satisfied watching Zhong Yirong's face turned from red to blue, and then turned pale, Mu Qinglan patted Nan Xun's arm.

"Don't you know that there is no light or heavy under your hand, this is the eldest son of the Zhong family in the imperial capital."

Nan Xun immediately cooperated and said, "So that's the way it is, okay, then I'll take it lightly later, to make sure that Young Master Zhong will lose comfortably!"

"You! You!"

Zhong Yirong's chest seemed to be burning with flames, and he could not wait to rush up to tear them apart!

However, Mu Qinglan was too lazy to pay attention and walked off the stage lightly.

Zhong Yirong wanted to get angry, but when he thought that the person in front of him turned out to be the pinnacle of the Divine Soul Realm, his aura suddenly became shorter.

This person looked like a baby face, but at the age of sixteen or seventeen, how could he have reached the pinnacle of the Divine Soul Realm?

Even Xiao Beitang is the pinnacle of the Divine Soul Realm!

For a while, he couldn't figure out whether this was true or not. If it was false, it would be better to say.

"Master Zhong, why don't I let you do it first?"

Zhong Yirong was in a hurry and scolded: "You fart! Where does this young master need you to let me go?!"

"Is that so..." Nan Xun nodded clearly, and immediately obeyed, "If this is the case, then I won't let it go."

"what?"

Before Zhong Yirong could react, Nan Xun had already taken the lead!

…

Mu Qinglan raised her eyebrows and looked at the stage. Zhong Yirong had been passive from the beginning. The level difference between him and Nan Xun was too much, and they were playing a game of cat and mouse.

Every time Nan Xun left a scar on his body, neither deep nor shallow, and then quickly retreated, Zhong Yirong couldn't catch up with him at all, after exhaustion, Nan Xun stepped forward and left some traces, making Zhong Yirong teased and exhausted.

The people from the Zhong family also noticed the situation here, and they didn't look very good immediately.

There are not many young people in the Zhong family who can do it, and Zhong Yirong is the best among them. He has a valuable status and can be regarded as a representative of the Zhong family.

Now being played like this, isn't it slapping the Zhong family's face? !

"How is this going?!"

A charming voice came from afar, Mu Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly, and she saw Zhong Ying'er rushing over with anger on her face.

Zhong Yirong was her biological brother, so naturally she couldn't stand such a scene.

"Who is that!? Are you courting death!"

She pointed at Nan Xun with one hand, as if she could not wait to rush up immediately.

Mu Qinglan said lazily:

"That's your brother's opponent. He's not courting death, he's just playing."

Zhong Ying'er turned her head suddenly, frowned and looked at Mu Qinglan with a hint of contempt in her eyes.

"What are you? Are you worthy of talking to me?!"

Mu Qinglan rubbed her chin with her hand:

It seems that the lessons given before are not enough...