"Mu Yu's agility and Morog's strength are like black and white chess pieces, representing two extremes, no one can do anything to the other."

"But when the two of them will eventually exhaust themselves, whether Mu Yu's spiritual power will be exhausted first, or Morog's madness will end first, will be the key to the outcome of the two."

The old man in black robe showed dissatisfaction, and said impatiently: "You old man, what you are talking about is all nonsense, can't I see what you are saying?"

The old man in white robe shook his head helplessly, and said: "If anyone can win, it can only be Mu Yu, because Morog's rampage is about to end."

Tournament stage.

Morog slammed his fist against a post next to the ring.

The pillar snapped off.

But Morog didn't immediately turn around and pursue Mu Yu like before.

Instead, he squatted on the ground.

At this time, his eyes had begun to regain clarity, his face was exhausted, and he was gasping for breath.

Everyone knows.

Morog's madness is over.

Seeing that it was almost done, Mu Yu walked up to Morog, ready to take him away.

At this time, Morog's originally dim and tired eyes suddenly lit up.

As soon as the bloody mouth opened, a black arrow rushed out of the mouth.

It hit Mu Yu's forehead.

This scene stunned everyone.

Although Morog has a strong reputation in Wuliangzong, his methods are cruel.

But such despicable methods of sneak attacking people have never been used.

At this time, in order to win, Morog did not hesitate to use such means.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhao Wuqi's mouth.

The honey belly arrow was given to Han Xiu and Morog by him the night before.

I just wanted to be safe, but I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

"Mu Yu, Mu Yu, you are dead!"

The moment the arrow appeared, Mu Yu's eyes burst into blue light.

Leaning back slightly, the arrow shot through the air and rushed out of the competition arena.

A cold look flashed in Mu Yu's eyes.

If he hadn't had the eye of time, he might have been really tricked.

Mu Yu didn't hold back anymore, and tapped Morog seven times with his fingers.

There was a 'click' sound of the seven meridians breaking.

"what!"

Morog screamed in pain.

All seven martial arteries in his body were broken, and his cultivation base was completely lost.

His cultivation for so many years is gone.

Morog looked at Mu Yu with resentment in his eyes.

Mu Yu ignored it and kicked him off the stage.

It is impossible for Morog, who has completely lost his cultivation, to stay in Wuliangzong.

From then on, the Infinity Sect will no longer have the reputation of Morog.

The elder in white robe immediately announced that Mu Yu had won.

The system prompt sounded.

"Ding, congratulations to the player for completing the three-star mission."

"You have gained 50,000 experience points."

The Shangguan family won two to one, and the ownership of Lingxi Cliff for the next three months belonged to the Shangguan family.

"Being more ruthless than Morog? I didn't expect such a ruthless person to come to my Wuliangzong."

"When you meet Senior Brother Mu in the future, you must be respectful and not offend."

The onlookers discussed secretly that Mu Yu's battle today made them feel awed.

"Miss Yi'er, you really have a discerning eye. If my Shangguan family can get this arrogance, we will be able to regain our glory just around the corner!"

"Miss Yi'er is so young, I'm really getting old."

"This battle has fully seen Miss Yi'er's talent. Miss Yi'er still needs to take on more important responsibilities in the family."

The elders of the Shangguan family looked at Shangguan Yier with praise in their eyes, and the elders who were dissatisfied with Shangguan Yier just now also showed shame.

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