redvbooks Chapter 163 I don't want you to think, I want me to think
Chapter 163 I don't want you to think, I want me to think
In the bright and long ice channel.
The angry roars of Chiyang Sect disciples echoed back and forth.
Wei Yangbing moved to Mu Feng's side with a strange expression.
He squinted his eyes and took a sneak look, and sure enough, he saw a helpless arc hanging on the corner of the other party's lips.
He thought to himself: How unlucky is this Chiyang Sect member?
Because of Gong Shuiyao's relationship, they didn't have a good impression of this sect in front of them.
It's a good thing now, as soon as they met on the field, before their own side showed any hostility, the opponent had already started to provoke them.
That fellow Taoist is really strong.
Outside the arena.
The spectators clearly heard the provocative words from the disciples of Chiyang Sect.
In an instant, people from the five major sects were all boiling.
The disciples of Flying Star Hall naturally raised their arms and shouted, shouting and cheering.
Everyone in the Chiyang Sect whispered anxiously.
If they could transmit voices to the people inside, they would definitely let their fellow Jindan Realm run away without hesitation!
The disciples of Ji Lei Zong were secretly happy.
If he could embarrass the disciples of the Chiyang Sect, the shame on his side would immediately be diluted a lot.
Thinking of this, their excitement even surpassed that of Flying Star Hall.
Those who didn't know, thought Mu Feng and Mu Feng were the elite of their sect.
In the arena, the ice crystal channel.
Mu Feng looked at the Chiyang Sect player who was grinning at him, and turned his head to the person beside him and asked, "Leave it to you, can you send him away?"
Wei Yangbing replied immediately: "No problem! Brother Mu, I promise to complete the task."
After speaking, he sacrificed his weapon and rushed towards the opponent.
The large formations around here will absorb the aftermath of the exercises, so if you use weapons, the battle will end faster.
The two quickly fought in one place.
In the clash of gold and iron, Shuangshuang entered another forked passage.
The remaining Chiyang Sect disciple was much calmer than his companion.
He looked at the young monk who did not attack him, and felt that he had to say something so that the other party would not mistakenly think that he also wanted to declare war.
So, he cupped his fists slightly, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "This fellow Taoist, I am a disciple under the Chiyang Sect Yumai."
"It's better for us not to rush to fight each other. After passing this entrance match, there will be a wider stage waiting for us. What do you think?"
Mu Feng rubbed his forehead, and asked aloud, "Are you from Yumai?"
Hearing that the other party made a special trip to ask this question, the disciples of Chiyang Sect suddenly felt that there was something interesting!
He took two steps forward, with a smile on his face, and his voice was sonorous and powerful: "Exactly!"
Mu Feng patted the storage bag and took out a stick from it.
"I don't want you to think, I want me to think!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ordinary-looking stick in his hand shot out, spinning and hitting the opponent's head.
The Chiyang Sect Yumai disciple has not yet recovered from the other party's inexplicable words.
He was already knocked unconscious by a sap.
Outside the arena, there was an uproar.
"What did I just see? Isn't it true? Chiyang Sect disciples are so weak?"
"No! The stick thrown by fellow Daoist Flying Star Hall is an earth-level spiritual weapon. If it were you, you might not be able to catch it."
"I understand the truth, but don't you think it's too much of a joke? Those are two Gold Core realms! They're not bastards who beat sap sticks on the street."
"Hahaha, good fight! Take off that kid's clothes and kick him out of the field."
"The woodcutter over there! Are you seriously ill?"
"Who are you calling the woodcutter? Say it again, do you want to fight?"
……
Mu Feng raised his palm and sucked, and moved his spiritual stick and the jade plaque of the Yumai disciple to the front.
As soon as the strength of the cultivation base brushed over, the jade tablet immediately shattered!
He looked up at the feathered monk who was being teleported out of the realm not far away, and shook his head in his heart.
"Why do you think you want to worship the feather veins? If you cast it under the rest of the veins, you won't be hit like this."
Naturally, Mu Feng would not forget that it was Chiyang Sect Yumai and others who ruined Gong Shuiyao's family and later killed his fellow Jiuchong Pavilion.
He can do it without deliberately making trouble for Chi Yangzong.
However, it is still impossible for him to do nothing for the Yumai players who voluntarily approached him and reported their family background.
He didn't beat the other party to death with a stick, it was considered kindness in his heart.
Another half an hour passed.
Wei Yangbing also knocked out his opponent.
In half a day, the total score of the Flying Star Palace team has already gained [-] points.
The other two teams of Flying Star Hall were excited for a while.
After wandering around in the maze with Wei Yangbing for two days, Mu Feng pretended to have found the correct passage and went straight to the exit.
Come to the team gathering place.
The existing members of the remaining cases have already assembled.
As soon as Mu Feng and Wei Yangbing appeared, they immediately caught the attention of everyone on and off the field.
Although the contestants in the arena don't have a light curtain to watch, they can make some guesses based on their team's total score.
For example, the two teams of Ji Lei Zong and Chi Yang Zong both lost [-] points in total.
Right now, the echelons of Faxiang Realm and Nascent Soul Realm have been assembled.
There is no doubt that the Jindan Realm two were eliminated.
Although they were not sure who did it, no matter how they looked at it, the two people in Feixing Temple were the most suspicious.
Seeing that only Mu Feng and Mu Feng appeared at the exit of the tunnel, a strong man in the Jilei Sect immediately yelled at them.
"Boy! There are two people missing from our team. Could it be you who did it?"
"I've heard that, when you just teleported into the arena, you fought a battle with people from my sect."
Following the man's questioning, a coercion that is unique to a powerful person in the Faxiang Realm also swept towards Mu Feng and the two of them.
After coming to this meeting point, the team battle has actually started.
Therefore, it is not a violation of the rules to "bully the weak" by the strong of the Ji Lei Patriarchal Clan.
And just when that coercion was about to approach Mu Feng.
A stronger coercion has swept away.
Not only did it forcefully defeat the attack of the Ji Leizong monks, but it also forced their entire team back by more than ten feet.
Under the gazes of all parties, Ling Xiao stepped out slowly.
She was still wearing a simple black dress, tall and slender.
A plain belt embroidered with gold thread set off her already slender waist even more unbearably.
His soft hair was tied back slightly, revealing a graceful neck like a swan.
With the movement of its slender legs, the exquisite curves with unevenness are immediately revealed.
It's amazing!
Ling Xiaofeng's eyes were slightly fixed, and she stared at the four Ji Leizong in the distance like a queen, and spoke slowly.
"Want to move him? Let's talk about it first!"