Dragon Ball God Mu

Outside the arena, after Kane took the initiative to step down from the ring, the audience watching the match in the ring 13 couldn't help but look surprised, "Kane of Maple Leaf Stream actually lost, it seems that the player named Muyang needs to pay attention."

The game didn't last long, but that's why it showed the gap between the two.

During the whole process, Muyang pressed Kane to fight. In a limited number of attacks, Kane failed to get any benefit from Muyang. The gap seems to be a bit big. The wonderful performance also made the audience and other contestants remember. There lived the player named Muyang.

His strength cannot be underestimated.

And people who knew Kane were even more surprised when they got the news, "Kane was eliminated so quickly..." They thought he would survive at least a few games, but he didn't expect to lose at the very beginning.

The players who witnessed this match cast their solemn glances at Muyang, and added a name to the list of things they need to pay attention to.

"Senior Brother Kane, it's really a pity!" A disciple came up, and when he saw Kane's face turning pale, "Senior brother, don't worry."

Kane waved his hand and said, "It's okay, just rest for a while. The strength of that punch just now was really uncomfortable."

"Ah, is that person actually so powerful?"

That junior brother was both stunned and felt sorry for senior brother Kane. You must know that senior brother Kane's strength is absolutely outstanding among so many disciples of Maple Leaf Flow. Even he can't take a punch from the other party. Is the disciple even stronger?

"Don't be careless, the real strength of the other party is probably more powerful than we think!"

Kane said with a serious face, Mu Yang's strength can only be known if he has really fought each other. In the battle just now, the opponent has definitely not used the strongest means, "Maybe this year's No. 1 Martial Arts Club will come out as a dark horse. , Tian Xinliu, why haven't you heard of it before?"

At the same time, he was also very frustrated and annoyed at his own luck. But in any case, under the absolute strength gap, he lost convincingly.

On the other hand, Muyang also returned to the rest area after finishing the game, and then played several games in succession. The result was obvious, Muyang won all of them.

This also made other players in the same division feel more threatened and paid more attention to it.

Pong! The attack was launched as fast as lightning, and the person on the opposite side flew out of the field.

In another match, Muyang defeated an elite disciple of a martial arts dojo, and then returned to the arena very dashingly.

"Uncle Sith, I roughly know the level of the martial arts club."

Sith's face was a little red, and he was also very surprised, "Good job, actually defeated those elite disciples of the big school, keep it up, and strive for better results."

Before, Sith was very optimistic about Muyang, thinking that he had the hope of winning the top eight, but in fact, entering the top eight is just a vision, or a goal, and it is not certain whether it can be achieved. But now, with Muyang's current performance, the top eight spots can basically be locked.

As long as he can get an inch, he is now looking forward to Muyang to achieve better results. Hehe, if he can win the championship, it will definitely shock the entire martial arts world.

Ah, I've been thinking about it far away, and there's no shadow of it, but I still can't help thinking about it in my heart.

If Senior Brother Isafor knew about Mu Yang's performance at the Martial Arts Conference, he would definitely be very happy.

Mu Yang smiled at Sith, and he was very sure in his heart that if the older generation of martial artists didn't play, there would be few among the new generation who could be his opponents.

The competition was in full swing. On the second floor of the Budo Hall, a female elder of Qianheliu said, "The number of participants in this edition of the Budo Club is the same as in the previous editions, but a lot of elites have emerged."

"Hahaha, Elder Nali, I heard that you have a good seedling in the younger generation of Qianheliu." The head of Maple Leafliu smiled, and then pointed to the competition arena on the side, "It's the one on the No. 2 arena. That little girl..."

Elder Nally smiled and said happily: "Lisi is indeed a good seedling, but I think your Arlo of Maple Leaf Flow is also very good."

Vote for me with peach, and reciprocate with li, staged a realistic version of business mutual praise. These words made Sect Master Fengye Liu very comfortable, and he nodded very usefully. He turned his head to look at Master Xiurin of Duolin Temple, but saw that the other party had his eyes half-closed, sitting there with his eyes closed and resting.

"It's still Master Xiurin's view." The head of Maple Leaf Liu chuckled.

"That's because the Grandmaster is sure of winning," Elder Nally said.

At this moment, there was a burst of exclamations from the other side of the martial arts field. Several seniors looked for the reputation, but saw a young man in a white martial arts uniform pressing a monk on a slate paved arena. attacked, and that monk was an elite disciple of Dolin Monastery.

At this time, Master Xiurin opened his eyes, and his face no longer had the calmness that he had before.

"Who is that young man in white robe? He could beat Wu Ting."

The accompanying staff panicked, hurriedly flipped through the roster, found the corresponding number and said, "That person's name is Muyang, and he comes from a sect called Tianxinliu..."

"Tian Xinliu, I seem to have heard of it somewhere..." Master Xiurin frowned, his gray beard twitched, but he never remembered it.

On the side, Elder Nali said: "This Tianxinliu seems to be a very old school, but it has never been famous."

"It turned out to be from an ancient school. There are indeed many talented people in this world. This time, Wu Ting has met his opponent."

Master Xiurin lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly said with a smile.

No matter how infamous the ancient school is, it must have its merits to be able to inherit such a long time. It seems that Wu Ting did not come in vain this time!

Master Xiurin actually looked at the results of the competition very openly. Winning or losing is not important. Today's Duolin Temple no longer needs these icing on the cake. He only hopes that after this competition, his disciples can grow.

It is easy to fight, but a good opponent is not easy. The others guessed Master Xiurin's mind and nodded.

"Hey, that disciple of mine, Kane, he actually lost in that person's hands." The head of Maple Leaf Liu flipped through the tournament chart so far, and was surprised to find that Muyang had beaten Kane.

Although Kane is not the number one seed of Maple Leaf Stream, he is also a disciple who is very much appreciated by the leader of Maple Leaf Stream. He thought that his opponent would be Wu Ting from the same competition area, but unexpectedly, he has already been eliminated!

"Looks like we need to pay attention to that young man named Mu Yang."

Several seniors began to take heart and teased each other.

Young martial artists continue to emerge, and the martial arts world will become more and more prosperous. These seniors are naturally happy to see this.