Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

Pei Yan drew lots after Mu Qingli. Their numbers were different, but luckily they didn't match.

Mu Qingli is number five and Pei Yan is number seven.

According to the draw order, Mu Qingli was the fifth to go on stage, and her opponent was number 26.

The envoy from Qingyun Academy saw Mu Qingli on stage for the first time, and he looked at Mu Qingli with interest.

It is very lucky, and it is also very beautiful.

No wonder that person was tempted and asked me to supervise this competition.

Tsk, interesting. I want to see how good she is on stage.

"Number 5, number 26, the competition begins!"

Mu Qingli's opponent was a tall and thin man who was a ninth-level spiritualist. He had a gloomy face and looked at Mu Qingli as if he were a pile of garbage.

"You roll down by yourself, or I knock you down."

The man came up with one sentence and he felt he was sure to win.

He bet on Mu Qingli to lose the first two times, but Mu Qingli took advantage of the situation and advanced all the way, causing him to lose most of his fortune.

So this time he invested all his remaining assets in Mu Qingli.

When he saw that his opponent was Mu Qingli, he was secretly delighted in his heart that he could finally win this time.

Although he was not very powerful at the ninth level of Xuanshi, it was more than enough to deal with a waste.

Mu Qingli looked at him so confidently and suddenly smiled.

The thin man was stunned when he saw this smile.

After all, Mu Qingli's beauty is not to be underestimated. There is a saying circulating in the capital city - although Mu Qingli is stupid, she is indeed beautiful.

When the thin man realized what was happening, he felt a little ashamed and angry: "Are you planning to use the honey trap? I'm telling you, it's impossible. I won't let you go!"

Mu Qingli finally understood what it meant that villains die because they talk too much.

The thin man could have launched several attacks while he was speaking, but he chose not to.

Mu Qingli shook his head: "Do you remember the first sentence you said? I will give it to you now."

The thin man actually thought about it carefully, but when he remembered the first sentence he said, his face turned red instantly.

"Get down here!"

He decided not to show any more mercy and used his strongest move.

Just when his attack was about to fall on Mu Qingli, Mu Qingli suddenly lowered his head to pick up something, and coincidentally avoided his attack.

The thin man thought he could defeat the enemy with one move, but failed.

Just as he was about to launch the second move, Mu Qingli's attack had already landed on him.

There was nothing fancy, just an ordinary palm strike that pushed him out of the competition stage.

The thin man's face was filled with disbelief. He lost, lost to a loser...

The whole place was silent, as if time had been paused, until the thin man roared weakly, and everyone came to their senses.

Mu Qingli won? She didn't do anything, so why did she win?

The messenger on the platform has announced the news of Mu Qingli's victory, and the audience stands have gone from being silent at the beginning to being bustling with people.

"Did you see how she won? How come that thin man was pushed off the stage in the blink of an eye?"

"do not know……"

"Cheating! She must be cheating! How long has she been practicing? How could she possibly beat a ninth-level spiritualist?"

The thin man felt so ashamed when he heard everyone's discussions.

He didn't know why he fell off the stage.

I wanted to defeat the enemy with one move, but the opponent defeated me with one move.

Suddenly, he shouted at the stage, "I don't accept it! I'm not ready yet! This time doesn't count. I'm applying for an extra test!"

Now everyone's eyes were focused on the thin man.

The thin man hesitated for a moment, but in order to prove his strength, he still wanted to apply for an additional test.

Mu Qingli looked down at the thin man who didn't want to admit defeat and sneered.

The thin man blushed: "I'm not ready yet, you're taking advantage of me!"

Mu Qingli looked down at him as if he was looking at a piece of garbage, and her gaze was exactly the same as the one the thin man had given her just now.

"Since the competition has already begun, there's no question of whether you're ready or not. If someone wants to kill you in the future, will they still ask you if you're ready?"

Mu Qingli's voice echoed in the martial arts training ground, and everyone heard it.

Some people agreed with Mu Qingli's words very much. They felt that since they were already on the arena, they had to be vigilant at all times and there was no such thing as being prepared.

Some people also felt that Mu Qingli had used some despicable means to push the person out with just one move, which was completely humiliating.

"If you lose, you lose. There's no reason."

"Heh, it was clearly Mu Qingli who used despicable means. I support a rematch!"

Seeing that someone supported him, the thin man was delighted and wanted to say something else, but the envoy from Qingyun Academy stared at him with an unhappy look.

He was so frightened that he trembled all over and immediately stopped talking, not daring to say anything more: "I give up!"

After saying this, he immediately fled the scene, not wanting to embarrass himself again.

Mu Qingli walked down from the stage, glanced at the people in the audience, turned around and walked towards Grandpa Mu.

The people in the audience were frightened by her look. Although there was no threat in her eyes, they still felt that they were very scary.

When General Mu saw his granddaughter walking towards him, his eyes narrowed into slits with joy, and he proudly showed off to Old Man Pei.

Old Man Pei was naturally very happy to see Mu Qingli win. He took out two emperor-level runes from his pocket and handed them to Mu Qingli: "This is a gift from Grandpa Pei. Congratulations on winning this competition."

Everyone on the side looked at Mu Qingli with envy, they also wanted it.

That is an imperial rune. If it is an attacking rune, even a powerful spiritual master will not be able to withstand the blow and will definitely be injured.

But Mu Qingli refused in front of everyone: "Grandpa Pei, I have another one in my hand, which Grandpa just gave me. Please keep these two."

Everyone stared at the runes in Old Man Pei's hand, and the desire in their eyes was very obvious.

Some people even thought that Mu Qingli was stupid. He didn't want such a good thing. His brain must not have recovered yet.

Old Man Pei didn't want to take it back: "Li'er, just take it. It's not as valuable as the elixir."

Mu Qingli knew that his grandfather had given Grandpa Pei a bottle of each of the dozen or so elixirs he had refined.

If I don't accept these runes, Grandpa Pei will definitely feel that he owes me too much.

Mu Qingli sighed inwardly and decided to accept these runes.

"Then I would like to thank Grandpa Pei first."

Under everyone's eager gaze, Mu Qingli put those imperial runes into the space bag.

"The 30-to-15 competition will be finished this morning, and there will be another competition in the afternoon. Go back and get some rest, because there will be another tough match in the afternoon."

Mu Qingli had the same idea. She was in a hurry to get the black crystal she had won, so she said goodbye and left.