The Years of Being the Male Lead Bai Yueguang

The square was silent, as if a group of noisy crows had their heads twisted off, unable to utter a single sound.

Cheng Mou raised the corners of his mouth in the silence of the crowd, and sneered silently.

"How is it possible? He must have cheated!"

This sound seemed to stir up thousands of waves, and everyone suddenly turned their heads to look at the source of the sound, it was the sword repairman.

His companion also echoed and shouted loudly: "Yes, if he hadn't cheated, how could he, a fool who didn't even awaken his spiritual roots, kill so many monsters? Someone must have helped him kill them, and he finally Make up the knife!"

A voice of agreement came from around: "It's been so many years, he hasn't entered the spirit induction stage, and everything is fine if he didn't die in the Taixuan Mystery Realm. Does he still have the ability to kill monsters?"

"Silence!" Elder Xixi's voice was still majestic, but he couldn't suppress the restlessness.

The other three elders were unhappy, and the elder Beixi had a bad temper. He rushed to the stage and rang the alarm bell. Stop bickering words.

When Elder Xixi was able to speak, his expression stabilized, and he said: "This disciple strangled a seventh-level fire dragon. He was brave and resourceful, and he should be commended."

"How is it possible! I don't believe it! He must have cheated!" Jianxiu lost his composure and yelled. He got [-] points when he entered the Taixuan Secret Realm two years ago, and he felt good. It was because of this that he bullied Cheng Mou. Unexpectedly, the score of this brat who was trampled and humiliated by him was more than three times his. This made him instantly unable to find his own position, unwilling and humiliated, that's why he lost his composure.

"567, I'm so pissed off, my male lead is so handsome, why? Cheating? Who cares about cheating! A group of idiots doubt other people's ability when they can't do it themselves, and their imagination is so poor? I see them That's all it takes!" Yan Song was so angry that he lost his mind, but he could only spread fire in the system space.

"Host, calm down, operate normally, and watch the hero slap them in the face for a while, be good."

Shu Ci really couldn't stand it anymore, he pushed Yan Song with his eyes closed, and said, "You don't care?"

Yan Song's face was cold, and he gritted his teeth: "What does it have to do with me?"

He was really gnashing his teeth, he was so angry that he wanted to make a move but he still had to have scruples, guarding against OOC, so this gnashing of teeth was really gnashing of teeth.

Shu Ci couldn't bear it anymore, she stood up straight away, and sneered: "Pei Qing, don't show yourself there!"

Pei Qing was the swordsman who kept refuting and questioning Cheng Mou's achievements.

When Pei Qing heard her elder brother speak, her face turned pale, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, her face was livid, obviously dissatisfied, but she didn't dare to say anything more, she sat down on her seat, and kicked the chair of her companion in front of her bitterly.

No one dared to refute blatantly, but they couldn't control their whispering. Cheng Mouan sat quietly and could hear the discussions of the people around him.

"It's impossible for him. Someone must have helped him."

"Anyway, I don't believe he can get so many points by himself."

Cheng Mou shrugged his shoulders, chuckled, stood up in front of everyone, and walked towards the center of the square step by step.

"What is he going to do?"

"Broken with embarrassment?"

"Isn't it because I was found cheating and felt ashamed and wanted to apologize directly in front of everyone?"

"That's really interesting."

Cheng Mou ignored those words, and walked forward steadily. He was dressed in plain black clothes, which were inconspicuous, but he wore them like the battle robes of gods.

Yan Song was stabbed several times by Shu Ci's elbow again, and finally opened his eyes impatiently, just in time to see Cheng Mou walking in front of him.

The boy's stature seems to have grown, like a jointed bamboo, tall and vigorous.

A flash of surprise flashed across Yan Song's eyes: what is he doing here?

Shu Ci opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask, but Cheng Mou didn't stop, he just skipped them, first walked up to Elder Xi Xi, bowed in greeting, Elder Xi Xi listened attentively to his words.The two were talking softly, seeing the thousands of people in the square as air.

At this moment, the people around are all at a loss.

After half a cup of tea, the conversation between the two ended. Cheng Mou stood beside the elder Xixi quietly, and he heard the elder Xixi say slowly: "The ranking is over, and now we will enter the challenge competition. This time, Cheng Mou will be the leader. He accepted the challenge. As long as someone can beat him, he will admit to falsifying the results, on the contrary, if no one can win, then the result is his strength, and the challengers are limited to the other 120 disciples who entered the Taixuan Secret Realm at the same time."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Pei Qing's face was gloomy: "Fart!"

Soon, one person stood up, the last one, and he slowly walked across to Cheng Mou, at the moment when he met Cheng Mou's eyes, his body froze, with an inexplicable sense of fear Covering his heart, within a breath, he looked away.

This stagger, his momentum lost.

Elder Xixi returned to his seat, ready to watch this one-sided battle.

To be honest, he was also very skeptical about Cheng Mou's strength, and he couldn't help but feel that Pei Qing's words in the audience did have some truth.

With one hand behind his back, Cheng Mou calmly glanced at the people in the square with dark eyes.

He bowed slightly and smiled softly: "Please give me more advice."

The disciple seemed to be startled by that smile, and was taken aback for a moment, while Cheng Mou released the spiritual power seal on his body, and in an instant, the spiritual power burst out.

Mid-Yaoguang period!

This time, everyone's faces changed.

Yan Song sneered: "Very good."

Shu Ci shuddered inexplicably, he turned his head and glanced at Yan Song, he always felt that the friend beside him was blowing cold air.Well, don't blame him, the ice attribute, he is not cold, who is cold.

Yan Song: "Brat, how much did you hide from me, Ang?"

567: "Host, calm down, hurry up and watch, it will be a classic face-slapping scene that we love to see!"

The disciples who were fighting didn't even see Cheng Mou's figure clearly. Although he was only at the peak of Ling Ling's cultivation, he was not so far behind Cheng Mou. Mou kicked out of the ring.

too fast!

Even Yan Song had to rely on the 0.5 times speed of the system to see clearly.

Everyone didn't realize it, and even the Dalei disciples who were outside the circle didn't know that they had actually left the circle.

Elder Xi Xi's cloudy eyes widened for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice, "Cheng Mousheng, the next one!"

The whole square was like boiling water in a pot in an instant, all kinds of words came out, some people were completely crazy, and the people who were crushed and trampled by them suddenly became powerful, how could this be acceptable to them things.

Naturally, some people thought that the disciple who fought just now was too weak, and thought that Cheng Mou had won by luck, so he wanted to attack.

But the result was the same. As Cheng Mou suffered more and more injuries, everyone gradually became quiet amidst Elder Xixi's repeated words of "Cheng Mousheng, the next one".

Cheng Mou was covered in bruises, and even his cheek had a wound oozing blood. Just now he defeated 43 attackers in a row. Some were at the same level as him, and some were at a higher level. He would try his best in every match. Even after winning the victory, he was exhausted to the extreme. Even so, he still stood up straight and as steady as a mountain. His pair of black eyes scanned the crowd, and the murderous intent in him could hardly be concealed.

Some people were ready to move, but they flinched after seeing this gaze, and took back their feet that had already stepped towards the ring.

After a long time, one person got up and cupped his fists: "No. [-], Liao Yizhen."

Cheng Mou had an emotionless smile on his face. His pupils were squinting, the tip of his tongue licked the corners of his teeth, and he said arrogantly, "Please enlighten me."

The two sides suddenly showed spiritual power, and Liao Yizhen was already at the peak of Yaoguang's cultivation!

Cheng Mou's expression didn't change. As soon as he withdrew his bowing hand, Liao Yizhen suddenly got into trouble. His long legs carried a strong wind, and he swept straight towards Cheng Mou. The speed was so fast that no one could notice it. It was Cheng Mou who used Cheng Mou to deal with No.1 The tricks of attacking disciples!

Cheng Mou vomited a mouthful of blood, and rolled on the ground twice in embarrassment, his fingers firmly embedded in the soil as a buffer, so that he was not kicked out of the ring.

At this moment, all the disciples cheered outside the circle, shouting Liao Yizhen's name.

But Liao Yizhen didn't see any change in his face, on the contrary he was very serious.

Shu Ci sighed: "I would like to resign, otherwise, you can say something, it won't work if it goes on like this."

Yan Song didn't even raise his eyelids: "Elder Xixi didn't say anything, so what's my position?"

Shu Ci was short of breath, he took a breath, and said urgently: "Your junior brother is about to lose it!"

Only then did Yan Song look up into the arena, and saw that Cheng Mou had stood up staggeringly, with a hook on his mouth: "Don't worry, he won't die.

"Where did this go?"

At Canglong Snow Mountain, Cheng Mou's injury was much more serious than this, didn't he survive?

Shu Ci only hated that he was a member of Xingzhe Peak and had no right to speak, otherwise Cheng Mou would have to be dragged down.

Cheng Mou was exhausted, and he was only supported by the idea that he must win. He wiped off the blood that blocked his vision, barely stood still, and said, "Brother, please enlighten me."

In the next moment, a bright blood-colored long rainbow suddenly exploded from nowhere, followed by the world bathed in flames. A long green and white front cut through the waves of fire brilliantly, and then plunged obliquely into the ground in front of Cheng Mou with a clanging sound.

Chi Yuan Sword!

The faces of those who know the goods all changed, Shu Ci opened his mouth, as if he was about to cheer, as if he just remembered that Yan Song was still by his side, Shu Ci shut his mouth embarrassingly.

Heaven-rank magical artifacts are hard to come by, not to mention Chiyuan sword, a middle-grade heaven-rank sword that has long been famous.

Magical artifacts are divided into three ranks: Heaven, Earth and Human. The sky rank is the rarest and the earth rank is the most common. Each major rank is divided into upper, middle and lower ranks, with the top rank being the rarest.

Chiyuan's middle-grade sky rank is already an extremely rare magic weapon.

Liao Yizhen, who was confident at the beginning, also changed his expression, and his brows were tightened even more.

With the long sword held in his hand, Cheng Mou's whole demeanor changed, his eyes froze, and he said calmly: "Swords have no eyes, brother, pay attention."

In the next moment, the wind of the sword swept away, the sky and the earth were on fire, and the supreme spiritual energy poured out, with unstoppable force, overwhelming mountains and seas!

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