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

"Muchen still has a trump card but it's useless!"

"These guys will be stunned after a while."

Everyone in the Dragon Kingdom audience was full of confidence. Who said Muchen didn’t have a spiritual treasure? The little black sword was an extremely powerful spiritual treasure!

Wow!

Muchen wielded the Giant Spirit Hammer, causing terrifying waves.

He didn't take out the black sword because he was looking for an opportunity. Using the black sword would consume too much spiritual power.

In his current situation, he can only use the small black sword once, and it must be used at a critical moment.

"Slow, too slow!"

"No matter how powerful a broken hammer is, what's the use if it can't hit someone."

Zhou Xuan is extremely arrogant. He is not a guy like Chen Hu who can only use brute force. It is not difficult for him to avoid this sledgehammer.

"This is meaningless at all. It can only be a waste of spiritual energy."

"It's better to admit defeat than to fight like this. After all, we have won second place and have been able to enter the inner gate. It is really stupid to fight against Senior Brother Zhou."

Some disciples thought Muchen was too stupid.

You can obviously enter the inner gate, but you have such an opportunity, but you don't know how to advance or retreat. Do you have to lose your life?

"Let's see how long you can last."

The Lingbao-level spiritual sword in Zhou Xuan's hand is so powerful that with a single wave, it can set off a series of wind blades.

Most of these wind blades were deflected by the giant spirit hammer, but there were still a few that slipped through the net.

It made Muchen look quite embarrassed.

"Mu Chen, we came up with a good idea!"

The voice of a think tank member rang in Muchen's ears, and he continued:

"Zhou Xuan is very cautious. It is not an option to waste him like this. Since he wants to kill you, then you should deliberately pretend to admit defeat."

"If this is the case, he will definitely become impatient and try to take your life by force, which will definitely expose his flaws!"

“Great idea!”

Muchen's eyes lit up.

"I……"

Muchen pretended to be exhausted and spoke tiredly.

"Is this guy going to admit defeat?"

"I finally understand the gap between myself and Senior Brother Zhou. After this battle, it doesn't matter if this guy named Muchen enters the inner sect. If he offends Senior Brother Zhou, he can only become a laughing stock."

Everyone in the audience thought Muchen was about to admit defeat.

"Go to hell!"

Just as the think tank members said, Zhou Xuan immediately became anxious and stepped forward with his sword without hesitation.

Even if he killed Muchen in the ring, he would not suffer any punishment.

Once you miss this opportunity, let this damn guy stay in the sect and never go out. It will be difficult to find opportunities to take action in the future!

Prompted by such thoughts, Zhou Xuan could not think of so many things about a guy who was consumed to the limit by him.

Is it possible that he still can’t be killed?

Wow!

Facing the incoming giant spirit hammer, Zhou Xuan did not dodge this time and slashed the giant spirit hammer away with one sword.

A black shadow like lightning emerged from behind the giant spirit hammer.

"not good!"

Zhou Xuan wanted to resist, but the spiritual sword in his hand was knocked out by the huge impact.

The speed of the black shadow did not slow down, and it penetrated Zhou Xuan's chest!

"I lost?"

Zhou Xuan looked down at the black hole on his chest, and all the thoughts in his mind that he could enter the inner door and fly into the sky and become an immortal were in vain.

Plop!

Zhou Xuan fell in a pool of blood and lost his life.

"How is this possible? Senior Brother Zhou actually lost."

"What is that thing? It can't even stop Lingbao?"

In an instant, the whole place was in an uproar. No one could have imagined that Zhou Xuan would lose the competition and lose his life.

"You're so brave. It's just a competition, and you actually commit murder."

The hook-nosed elder flashed down from the high platform, stretched out a big hand, and a cloud of black mist quickly poured out.

This old guy is going to do something dirty!

Muchen was shocked, he did not expect why this inner sect elder would attack him.

"Swords have no eyes, and it is inevitable that some casualties will occur in the competition between the juniors."

A streak of red flame stopped in front of Muchen, burning all the black mist.

An Yunhe's figure also appeared on the ring.

"Hmph, in the competition just now, this kid could obviously hold back and just use the spiritual treasure to hurt Zhou Xuan, but he had to kill him painfully."

"It shows that this man is ruthless. If he is not eliminated today, he will harm many of his fellow disciples in the future."

The hook-nosed elder still had no intention of stopping.

"This old guy is so shameless!"

"Obviously it was Zhou Xuan who wanted to kill Muchen first, but this old guy said it was Muchen who killed his fellow disciples. No one else has the ability to confuse right and wrong."

The audience of Dragon Kingdom complained one after another and angrily criticized this unreasonable elder.

"Since Elder Zhou also has the surname Zhou, the prime minister must have an unusual relationship with Zhou Xuan."

Muchen named the relationship between the hook-nosed elder and Zhou Xuan in one sentence.

He wanted everyone present to know that the other party was biased towards his own tribe.

"Hmph, Zhou Xuan is my direct descendant, but I have always been fair and just. If he had done something like this just now, I would not show mercy either."

Elder Zhou said with a cold snort.

Fair and just?

Muchen sneered in his heart.

If it was him who died just now, Elder Zhou would probably be praising his descendant for taking first place in the outer sect competition and not embarrassing him.

"Zhou Xuan acted mercilessly just now. I also used the spirit treasure to protect myself. This spirit treasure is so powerful that I can only barely control it. The situation was urgent, so naturally I didn't care where to attack."

"I would also like to ask the three elders to show their opinions."

Muchen took out the small black sword and handed it to An Yunhe who was standing aside.

"Hey, it's actually the best spiritual treasure!"

An Yunhe took the small black sword in his hand, looked at it carefully, and said with some surprise.

"Oh my god, it's actually a top-grade spiritual treasure. Among all our outer disciples, only a few chiefs have low-grade spiritual treasures. I've never heard of anyone owning such a treasure!"

"No wonder this little sword is so powerful and can easily deflect Senior Brother Zhou's attacks."

The disciples who were watching in the audience were shocked. No one could have imagined that a humble Muchen not only won the first place in the outer sect, but also possessed the best spiritual treasure.

Even Xue Liang and Xia Qingcheng in the stands were a little surprised. As inner sect geniuses, the best magic weapon they possess is also a top-grade spiritual treasure.

An outer disciple with no background actually owns a weapon of the same level as them?

"Huh, nine times out of ten, he got some kind of shitty luck and got a good treasure. Unfortunately, with his little strength, even the best treasure is a waste."

Xue Liang said contemptuously, he was quite unhappy that a mere outer disciple had a weapon of the same level as him.

Xia Qingcheng on the side frowned slightly, Xue Liang's behavior was exactly what annoyed her.

He is just an outer disciple and has never interacted with us, so he looks intolerable.

The tolerance is too small!

He doesn't look like a seven-foot man.

"Using the best spiritual treasure requires a lot of spiritual power, and it is indeed not something that a monk who has just entered the Concentration Realm can control."

An Yunhe nodded and agreed with Muchen's statement.