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

"Since it's a real sword and gun test, and the sword has no eyes, isn't it normal for a little damage to happen? What's more, he didn't surrender, he obviously wanted to continue fighting with me."

Muchen said calmly. The moment he decided to take action, he had already thought of his words.

"Despicable!"

"You clearly saw that I was about to surrender before you attacked me next time."

Zhao He, who had lost his arms, was about to be pissed to death, and his eyes looked as if he wanted to eat Muchen alive.

Zhao He was still cursing, but Muchen ignored it, cast a spell to collect the corpse's blood on the copper coins scattered on the ground, and left the ring.

What should I do with a useless person who cannot pose a threat?

In the next match, Muchen's opponent is a Baicao Peak disciple.

The other party hesitated for a moment and simply gave up.

In the battle just now, Muchen's strength was really impressive, and the Baicao Peak disciple was the least skilled at fighting. This Baicao Peak disciple was already satisfied with being able to enter the top eight, and there was no need to fight to the death, so he gave up.

Among the top four, what surprised Muchen was that there were only two chief disciples, Zhou Xuan and Li Biyao, and one was Pian Ranfeng's direct disciple.

"Thanks to Pian Ranfeng, who majors in swordsmanship and is good at attacking and killing, one of his direct disciples actually reached the semi-finals."

Muchen observed the direct disciple.

The opponent's name was Chen Hu, and he was using a giant sword that was as tall as a man and had an extremely exaggerated shape.

"You dare to destroy Junior Brother Zhao, without Senior Brother Zhou taking action, I will let you know now that you cannot afford to offend the people of Pianran Peak!"

The big man named Chen Hu said in a deep voice.

"You Pianranfeng are so domineering, could it be that you have the final say in the entire Tianlan Sect."

Muchen looked calm, but murderous intent was already rising in his heart.

These Pianran Peak disciples are too arrogant.

They can attack with deadly force, but if others fight back, they will be beaten and killed by them!

"You smooth-tongued boy, I hope you can still be so arrogant after I beat you to death."

Chen Hu pulled out his giant sword and stepped onto the ring with steady steps, pointing his sword downwards, his eyes full of provocation.

"Whoever talks harshly will find out after a while."

Muchen jumped onto the stage, and an exaggerated giant hammer appeared in his hand.

The opponent's giant sword is a heavy weapon. If he uses the Qinghong Sword, it will be difficult to take advantage.

"Haha, aren't you the best at swordsmanship? You actually use a hammer because you think you can't die quickly enough?"

Chen Hu laughed loudly. He was best at heavy weapons. The opponent also changed to heavy weapons at this time, which was undoubtedly seeking his own death.

Boom, boom, boom!

Muchen didn't waste any time, he rushed forward with the giant spirit hammer, and struck down something as heavy as a thousand catties with one hammer blow.

boom!

Chen Hu, who tried to resist with his giant sword, felt a huge force that he could not resist and almost fell off the ring.

"Humph, this stupid guy still wants to compete with Muchen. You must be dumbfounded."

"Mu Chen's Jade Pill Celestial Elephant Technique and Wansheng Dharma Technique have both been perfected, and his physical strength is as stable as a mountain. How can a rotten fish like him be able to shake it?"

The audience in the Dragon Kingdom mentioned the techniques that Muchen cultivated in detail, knowing full well how right Muchen was in choosing the Giant Spirit Hammer to challenge.

Muchen holding the giant spirit hammer was like a father beating his son, beating Chen Hu steadily.

"It shouldn't be like this. Although Chen Hu is practicing swordsmanship, his physical strength is not inferior to those of Wuling Peak disciples. How could he be beaten like this?"

Zhou Xuan looked gloomy, that damn boy was growing faster than he imagined, he must not keep him!

puff!

Chen Hu on the ring spit out a mouthful of dirty blood and fell to the ground. His whole body was bloody and bloody, and he was beaten unconscious.

Muchen calmly walked down the stage.

The semi-finals are played one game at a time.

This side ended, and on the other side Zhou Xuan and Li Biyao walked onto the ring.

Both sides caused a huge noise as soon as they took the stage. One of the two is proficient in swordsmanship, and the other is proficient in martial arts. They are both famous talents from the outer sect. This battle is bound to be exciting.

At the beginning of the competition, Li Biyao took the lead in throwing out a wall of water and quickly distanced himself.

As a monk who specializes in magic, it is extremely dangerous to be approached by a swordsman monk.

On the other side, Zhou Xuan avoided the various incoming spells and tried to make a sudden advance.

The two sides fought very excitingly and remained in a stalemate for half an hour. In the end, Zhou Xuan used some kind of secret technique to quickly break through Li Biyao's defense line consisting of several techniques and won the victory.

"As expected, I fought him."

Seeing this scene, Muchen breathed a sigh of relief. If his opponent in the final was Li Biyao, then he would have to find another chance to complete his mission of gratification.

"now you."

Zhou Xuan looked high-spirited, and even looked forward to the sight of himself entering the inner gate and soaring into the sky.

As for Muchen?

It was just an inconspicuous stepping stone on his spiritual path.

Muchen walked onto the stage without saying a word, waiting for the competition to begin.

Following the order from the elder referee, the two men clashed with each other with swords.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of swords clashing against each other filled the air.

"Boy, just because you have a high-grade spiritual weapon, are you worthy of being compared to my low-grade spiritual treasure?"

Zhou Xuan said disdainfully, how could a poor guy who didn't even have a spiritual treasure compare with him, a genius who was about to enter the inner sect.

"What about Lingbao?"

Muchen released the golden threads of sword energy, tightly wrapped around the opponent's spirit treasure, and then a ball of black blood spurted up.

"It's this trick again!"

Zhou Xuan's face turned cold. He had already learned about Muchen's method during the previous battle between Muchen and Zhao He.

Although he tried his best to avoid it, the golden thread of the opponent's sharp sword energy was still tightly entangled, causing the spiritual treasure to be contaminated.

With a click, Muchen's Qinghong Sword turned into pieces and fell to the ground.

This was a situation that Muchen had expected. The Qinghong Sword, which was just a low-grade spiritual weapon, was still too weak and could not withstand Muchen's use of the sword's Qi Silk again and again.

"So what if it contaminates my spiritual treasure? I still have a high-grade spiritual weapon. What about you?"

Zhou Xuan put away the spiritual treasure that could no longer be used and took out a new spiritual sword.

On the other side, Muchen took out the Giant Spirit Hammer.

"Hahaha, you want to use this hammer? Do you think I'm an idiot like Chen Hu who only knows brute force?"

Zhou Xuan laughed loudly, thinking that Muchen had reached a dead end.

"The victory has been decided. Without a suitable spiritual sword and just a hammer, I can't use the golden thread of sword energy. There is no way that boy can be a match for Senior Brother Zhou."

"Being able to fight with Senior Brother Zhou for so long shows that this kid has some strength."

The disciples in the audience were talking about it, thinking that there was no need to guess the outcome, it was already decided in front of them.

"It's really surprising that this kid can reach this stage. It's a pity that he's just a guy of low birth and has no background. He actually uses a low-grade spiritual weapon and a spiritual sword. It's really sad."

"With how ruthless Zhou Xuan is, this kid will be destroyed even if he doesn't die."

Xue Liang said with a sneer.

Even Xia Qingcheng on the side couldn't help but sigh, a little regretful. She recognized Muchen's talent. It was quite amazing that he could achieve this step as an ordinary outer disciple.