My imagination has come true

Chapter 84 Gossip
Mu Qingyun's tone was very relaxed, with a smile on his face, and the others also laughed involuntarily.

Crisp laughter lingered in the air.

All the contestants couldn't help but stare sideways.

As Mu Qingyun's 'comments' increased, on the martial arts arena, Mu Luosheng's sword power actually gradually sluggish.

When practicing swords, he has always been able to easily forget things and me.

Every time he takes the sword in his hand, he only sees the sword, and his enemy.His master used the sword, but he used the epee, and he can still achieve today's achievements, in addition to relying on talent, there is also the word "concentration".

But today, Mu Qingyun's words were drilled into his ears word by word.

He couldn't control whether he wanted to hear it or not, and after a while, his sword skills disappeared.

The sword paused, Mu Luo frowned, and finally withdrew his hand.

It doesn't make much sense to practice any more.

Mu Luosheng put his epee behind his back, turned around and looked at the man who was standing by the side of the martial arts arena, commenting on his sword skills as if no one else was around.

After a few fixed glances, Mu Luosheng stood upright, bowed slightly and saluted.

The rules of their three island countries are also the rules of their wooden gate. They always have to be more polite when dealing with those worthy and outstanding opponents.

After the ceremony, Mu Luosheng slowly walked out of the martial arts arena, still full of oppression, but these young masters of the Ming Dynasty felt that the sky was dark and the sun was shining brightly, and their moods were also excited.

What's so scary!

No matter how powerful Mu Luosheng is, he is still a mortal body. Even if he can't beat him, he still has to play like the Ming Dynasty on the field!
Chen Yi sneered: "My old lady has lost since she was a child, but she has practiced martial arts to this day, and is still afraid of losing?"

"call."

Above the stands, the old men from the competition committee looked at each other and let out a sigh.

"Chen Yi is Xiao Zhuo's disciple? Then this rescuer is a newcomer to the Yuncheng Martial Arts Academy?"

"Huh? Where did you choose the good seedlings? Instead of sending them to Zhaocheng, they put them in Xiao Zhuo's hands."

"I think this matter needs to be investigated. Is it some little bastard who took advantage of Fang...Zhuo kid?"

In terms of scale, the martial arts gym in Zhaocheng is more than ten times larger than the martial arts gym in Yuncheng.

There are also many teachers, and the reputation is higher. The surrounding small counties and small villages, as long as there are good seedlings, Zhaocheng must be the first choice.

Only those who Zhaocheng doesn't like will choose Yuncheng martial arts helplessly.

The farce ended, and the whole martial arts field seemed to have regained its harmony.

A group of people finished their morning exercises seriously, and then dispersed, went back to take a shower and eat breakfast.

Mu Qingyun likes the hotel's breakfast.

Large pieces of beef and mutton, chicken, duck and fish, the ingredients are good enough, the cooking is authentic and the taste is not bad.

In the past, when I had a meal at school, I took a little more. Wang Mengmeng and other good classmates were worried that she would spoil her stomach.

Now she directly took the big pot, filled it firmly with a big pot of rice, tore off a big leg of lamb and ate it up, all the senior brothers and sisters, and other martial arts comrades, only smiled and praised her The internal strength must have improved a lot.

After dinner, the opening ceremony officially began.

Chen Yi helped Mu Qingyun put on the gown and the pearl bracelet, looked carefully, tied two buns for her hair, and tied two strings of tassels with colored rope.

The little girl has red lips, white teeth, and radiant skin. Although she has no pearls and emeralds, she still has the aura of heaven and earth in her body.

It's so cute and cute, it makes people happy when they see it.

Everyone moved to the big meeting room of the hotel to sit down, and as usual, they gave a speech first.

In the huge conference room, all warriors looked solemn, and only the seniors on the stage preached the spirit of martial arts word by word.

"All those who practice martial arts should practice diligently, practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies, and strengthen their country and species."

"People in my generation should fight against the sky, against the earth, against the evils of the world, always move forward, and never stop."

"When you make a big vow, the demons are in trouble, we will fight the demons and eliminate the demons, the sky wants to kill me, we will go against the sky!"

"We believe that the disaster will end one day. If the sky does not end, we humans will do it ourselves!"

"..."

Mu Qingyun sat upright on the chair, with a tinge of heat surging in his chest.

She couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, she seemed to be sighing, proud, and her nose was slightly sore.

Ordinarily it shouldn't be, in her era, catastrophe has long been a thing of the past.

The old guys of the older generation may even tell some stories from word of mouth about the time of the catastrophe, which frightened the little children to squeal and squeal.

In their generation, even when they watch TV, they don't like to watch movies during the catastrophe.

But there is no way, this is the main theme, and the state stipulates that several films should be released every year.

Mu Qingyun always believed that she would never have to deal with disasters.

At this moment, with her hands on her chest, she suddenly wanted to know what kind of person she was in the previous life that left everything to her in her first script.

Are the emotions she can't suppress now left to her from her previous life?

So, the other party really only gave her these things because she saw how miserable her life was?
Mu Qingyun couldn't help smiling.

The opening ceremony soon came to the last item, announcing the rules of the game.

There are 420 contestants in this year's Anbang Dingguo Competition. Compared with previous years, the rules of the competition are not so many tricks, simple and rude.

It is to draw lots to determine the opponent, and fight in pairs, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated.

Soon it was time to draw lots, and Chen Yi muttered in a low voice: "Don't kill each other, don't kill each other!"

After chanting for a while, she saw Feifei Sun go to draw lots, and she lost her mind for a while.

"I forgot, she signed up."

Chen Yi sighed, and began to read again, "It's annoying, Qingqing, don't run into Feifei Sun, let Feifei bump into Si Le, Mu Luosheng, and Situ Qingshuang."

Mu Qingyun: "..."

Then the competition committee operated in a black box and arranged for Mu Luosheng to be a master of lightness kung fu.

He is a monk who has returned to vulgarity, and his nickname is quite vulgar. He is called Yiwei crossing the river.

She could almost guess the game committee's plan, first send a light kung fu master to walk him.

Then arrange a hidden weapon master with good lightness skills to walk him.

After all his energy and energy were exhausted, he sent his own masters who were waiting for work to harvest the fruits.

Mu Qingyun hoped that the competition committee would make more careful preparations, so as not to make mistakes, he went up silently to draw his own lottery, and looked at it accordingly, okay, the opponent in the first round, Feifei Sun.

Chen Yi suddenly became serious: "How about we go and give her a handful of crotons?"

Mu Qingyun quickly tugged on Chen Yi's sleeve.

"I didn't bring crotons."

At this time, Sun Feifei was halfway across the martial arts arena, staring at this side faintly.

She even felt that she could see a little madness in the other person's eyes.

Mu Qingyun stretched his waist and said with a smile, "Going to have lunch?"

Chen Yi thought about it, and it seemed that eating lunch was more important than burying Feifei Sun.

And the two activities can all be done together.

"Sun Feifei has a bad temper, but her martial arts are really good, and her attacks are also vicious. She used to borrow our martial arts gym, and everyone treated her as her own from the beginning, but when she fought with senior brothers and sisters, she even dared to touch her eyes. tie."

Until now, Feifei Sun's gaze was still on Mu Qingyun's back.

"This person is like an unscrupulous child, who doesn't know the seriousness."

Mu Qingyun smiled: "I see."

Chen Yi's face was heavy, "I think it's better to abstain. Face is more important than body."

(End of this chapter)