National Luck: At the beginning of the game, 1.4 billion people help me build a foundation

"Humph, what does it look like to be yelling?"

A stream of light fell from high in the sky and landed on the high platform in front of the competition arena, revealing three figures.

The man has white beard and hair, a thin face, a hooked nose, and cold eyes. It was him who spoke just now.

The other person is much younger, a beautiful woman in palace attire. Although her appearance is not as good as Xia Qingcheng's, she has a mature charm.

Muchen didn't know these two people, but he knew the last one.

It was An Yunhe, the elder of the inner sect who led the team into the secret realm for the trial.

"These two people came together with An Yunhe, regardless of the front or rear. They must be elders of the inner sect."

Muchen secretly remembered the appearance of the two of them, they were both strong men in the Golden Core Realm!

"My surname is Mu, where do you want to place in this competition?"

A male monk appeared at some point and said in a strange voice.

Next to him, a group of people were surrounding Zhou Xuan, watching this scene with relish.

It turned out to be Zhou Xuan’s dog.

This is deliberately to cause trouble for him.

Muchen suddenly realized that he did not have a good temper to deal with such a vicious dog: "Naturally, number one, and idiots like you better not let me meet you in the ring."

"you……"

The man wanted to say something else, but thinking of Muchen's strength shown in the secret realm trial, he suppressed the remaining words in his mouth.

"First? Haha, you want to be first in the Foundation Establishment realm?"

"Wishful thinking, are you worthy of it?"

"Do you really think that if you get the first place in the Secret Realm Trial, you won't know what the world is like? Trash will always be trash. It's just a Foundation Establishment Realm. We can crush it to death at will."

Several Concentrating Soul Realm disciples around Zhou Xuan looked disdainful, and their tone was full of sarcasm. In their opinion, it was useless no matter how powerful Muchen was in the Foundation Establishment Realm, and could not be his opponent in the Concentrating Soul Realm.

"I hope you can still be so tough in the ring, then I will kill you with my own hands."

Zhou Xuan said coldly.

His words were meant to cut off Muchen's retreat.

Once the two of them fight in the ring, it will definitely be a fight to the death. If Muchen surrenders, his reputation will be ruined.

"What a vicious guy. He is trying to force Muchen to his death."

"Those people here who are helping dogs to win over people's power, do you really think that the Concentration Realm is so amazing?"

"Mu Chen can defeat a bunch of scum by himself!"

People in the Dragon Kingdom watching the live broadcast complained about Muchen, thinking that these guys were going too far.

Most of them didn't know Muchen, and just to curry favor with Zhou Xuan, they spoke harshly to Muchen.

That Zhou Xuan is even more hateful to the extreme. No wonder the system will issue a mission to kill him. This guy is really too bad.

Mu Chen no longer paid attention to what these people said. What's the point of shouting loudly? They are just a bunch of trash when they really get into the ring.

The one hundred disciples who advanced in the first round of the competition, plus the smaller number of disciples in the Concentration Realm, were divided into ten arenas for the competition.

The opponents and order are determined by drawing lots.

Muchen defeated several Foundation Establishment Realm disciples in succession and easily entered the top sixteen.

As for those Concentrating Soul Realm disciples, it is also very easy. Unless they encounter a disciple of the same level, their opponents will basically surrender directly.

Using the foundation-building realm to fight against the spirit-concentrating realm is asking for trouble.

This also resulted in the fact that all of the top sixteen, except Muchen, were disciples of the Concentration Realm.

This made Muchen quite puzzled. He didn't know if this was good luck. He didn't encounter a single concentration state before entering the top sixteen.

Just enough to hide his true strength.

At this time, everyone probably thought he was only in the Foundation Establishment realm.

In the competition that advanced to the quarter-finals in the 16th year, Muchen's opponent was a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, who had just entered the realm of concentration.

"Look at that, Muchen is about to face the Concentration Realm."

"I don't know how many rounds he can last."

The competition to advance to the top eight was held at the same time, and a lot of people gathered around Muchen's side, just because the other places were in the Concentrated Spirit Realm versus the Concentrated Spirit Realm.

This side mistakenly thought that it was the Foundation Establishment Realm and the Concentrating Spirit Realm, and everyone wanted to see how many moves Muchen could sustain.

"Hey, let me teach you a lesson today for Senior Brother Zhou, so that you know what it means to be a man with your tail between your legs."

The male disciple with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said with a sneer. His name is Zhao He, nicknamed Monkey, and he is a famously ruthless guy in the outer sect.

Zhao He came here holding a simple copper coin sword.

"Why is this guy using a copper coin sword as a weapon? Isn't this something that Taoist priests use to cast spells?"

"Good guy, can this thing kill people?"

"Don't be afraid that if you hit the enemy's sword with a sword, the copper coins will jump all over the ground."

"Maybe this guy is suitable for close combat as a Taoist priest."

The audience in the Dragon Kingdom were a little unbelievable when they saw this scene. They felt that the world of cultivating immortals was really magical and full of surprises.

"Mu Chen, I think you should be more careful. The more strange the weapon, the more likely it is to have some unexpected means."

"You asked Li Yuan to help with the investigation before, but you have never heard of this weapon. The other party either obtained it recently or deliberately concealed it in order to have a surprise effect."

Think tank people give advice.

After Muchen heard these words, he became much more cautious. Even if he did not take these direct disciples seriously, he still had to know that a lion would fight a rabbit with all his strength.

Blind arrogance will capsize in the gutter sooner or later!

Whoosh!

Muchen raised his hand and waved, and several sword energy flew out.

Bang bang bang!

Zhao He waved his copper coin sword, blocking all the sword energy and still approaching him.

"This guy has always wanted to fight in close combat. Could it be that this copper coin sword has some special effect in close combat?"

Thinking of this, Muchen retreated decisively. Since the opponent wanted to fight in close combat, he would not give the opponent this chance.

"Hey, are you scared? Isn't your swordsmanship very powerful? Why don't you dare to compete with me in swordsmanship?"

Zhao He sneered while chasing.

"Can this Muchen work?"

"It's a good outer sect competition. There are all kinds of magic and magic weapons flying in other arenas. It's as exciting as you want. When you get to him, you know how to run!"

"I had known that I would have gone to see other arenas. It would have been boring."

The outer disciples in the audience were shouting, very dissatisfied with Muchen's performance.

Muchen didn't pay attention to what was said in the audience. This arena competition was inherently blind, especially if the opponent refused to deal with him. If he wasn't careful, it might be a battle of life and death. How could it be a child's play?

"This outer sect junior is so timid even in competitions and does not dare to fight openly. I'm afraid he won't achieve much in the future."

On the viewing platform, Xue Liang said to Xia Qingcheng who was standing aside.

The viewing platform they built is only one level shorter than the inner sect elders. It has a very wide view and can see the situation of each arena.

"I don't think so. The copper coin sword is a rare weapon. Even I don't know what effect and power it has. Naturally, I can't go head-on with it. I should be careful when testing it."

Xia Qingcheng stared at the battle situation on the field, her head was getting heavier and heavier, and she gave a different view.