All My Disciples Are Kings-Chapter 1790: Drinking and watching a show, Mu Fusheng’s pua (25)

Chapter 1790 Drinking and watching a show, Mu Fusheng’s pua (2/5) ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Mu Fusheng looked at the rope around his waist with a dark expression.

Fortunately, the breath-blocking jade pendant and method given by Master were effective, otherwise I would have been harmed by that old guy.

Thinking of this, Mu Fusheng couldn't help but turn around and look at the dumbfounded old man, and said with a smile: "They're right, my talent is too low. I'm afraid of being embarrassed, so I don't want to accept the test so early."

The old man frowned slightly. In the entire ruins, every move of everyone was within his sight.

Mu Fusheng is naturally no exception.

Although Mu Fusheng could not take action in this test, and every time he took action, he hid his strength very well.

But for the high-level officials of the Chaos God Dynasty who lived thousands of years ago, and who have been watching the generations of ascetics who came to invade the ruins for thousands of years, how can their eyesight be average?

The old man was even convinced that Mu Fusheng's talent and strength were definitely the strongest among all the cultivators this time.

But there is only one rope around his waist...that means there is only one person who has chosen him to challenge him.

Is it possible that Mu Fusheng has something that isolates his senses?

Can even the perception of the Chaos God Dynasty be blocked?

The old man suddenly thought that they could communicate with each other across the ruins thousands of miles away.

Well...they are really good at it if others are not good at it!

Excuse me. Excuse me.

"But... so what if you are cut off from perception, don't you still have to take part in the test? The younger generation of the Chaos Dynasty is not comparable to you now. If you hide your strength and fight, you will die without knowing how!"

The old man couldn't help but sneered when he thought of this.

Who knew that Mu Fusheng came to the coffin being pulled by a rope.

Crunchy…

The coffin boards were stacked apart, making a heavy grinding sound.

Among them, a rugged man in purple clothes crawled out, stared at Mu Fusheng, grinned, and said: "Among so many people, you are the only one who has the aura of thunder. If you fight with me, you will win." , let you go. If you lose, you die!"

The old man looked at this man and felt happy in his heart. He couldn't help but said loudly: "Oh? I didn't expect that the younger generation's number one Lei Fa, who was known as Crazy Thunder, would choose you. Then you have to use your full strength. Don't wait. It’s really a death if you take it off.”

When others heard these words, they couldn't help but look at where Mu Fusheng was. Some had expressionless faces, while others showed well-deserved smiles.

This kind of smile naturally hangs on the faces of the Xuanyuan family.

"The younger generation of the Chaos God Dynasty who was the number one in thunder magic thousands of years ago, it seems there is no need for us to take action."

"That was the heyday of the monastic civilization in the Chaos Realm. At that time, geniuses were everywhere, monsters were flying all over the sky, and being able to stand out and have the title of the first person in the thunder method is not something that can be compared with today."

"I'm afraid... only the two perverts Su Yuan and He Mengshen can handle it."

"Anyway, this kind of barbarian kid can't handle it."

When Mu Fusheng heard these words, he couldn't help but turn around and look at them with a smile: "The barbarian children you talk about are currently third on the Cangxuan Ranking. So... you are not even as good as the barbarian children?"

"you!"

Only then did Xuanyuan's disciples remember that Mu Fusheng, who rarely made any moves, was at least third on the Cangxuan Ranking!

Ji Yang's face darkened.

That's right, he was originally ranked third on the Cangxuan Ranking, but he was crushed by Mu Fusheng.

After Mu Fusheng said these words, he quickly patted his mouth and thought to himself: Oh no, no, no... why couldn't you hold back and retorted? He must have been led astray by Junior Brother Xu.

Immediately, Mu Fusheng looked at the man in front of him, known as Kuang Lei, and said with a smile: "Senior, why don't we wait for the battle?"

Kuang Lei frowned slightly: "Why wait?"

To be honest, he could hardly hold it in any longer after lying in the coffin board. He finally held it in enough to come out for a fight, but he still had to wait?

Mu Fusheng smiled and said through a message: "Senior, there are many enemies of mine around me now, so in order to hide my strength from them, I will definitely not attack with all my strength.

If that's the case, you won't be happy when the time comes to fight, right? "

Kuang Lei frowned slightly: "What? If you don't use all your strength, do you still want to survive in my hands? You know, this is a life and death fight, not a game."

Mu Fusheng smiled confidently, "Senior, believe it or not, even if I don't use all my strength, I can't defeat you, but at least I can hold you back so that you can't do anything to me and it's easy."

Hearing this, Kuang Lei was stunned.

This was the first time he heard someone from the younger generation dare to say such a thing to him.

However, looking at Mu Fusheng's expression and eyes, it didn't look like he was lying...

Mu Fusheng continued: "When everyone else is finished, I promise to give senior a hearty battle, but...at that time, I don't know if senior's soul and body can still be saved..."

The people on the coffin board were the young people who were killed in the battle.

The reason why they can retain their bodies and souls now is because this coffin seals their only energy and the power of their bodies and souls.

So...it is really possible to scatter their bodies and souls.

But when Kuang Lei heard this, he couldn't help but raised his head and laughed loudly.

The laughter was like thunder.

The whole space couldn't help but feel a little shaken!

Everyone couldn't help but be attracted to the scene.

Even the other people who crawled out of the coffin couldn't help but curse: "Kuailei, did you go crazy as soon as you came out?"

Kuang Lei ignored it, but stared at Mu Fusheng with burning eyes, grinning ferociously as if he was staring at prey: "Okay! What a loud tone!

Just as you said, I'll wait for you!

However, if you don't give me a hearty battle as you said, you should know what the consequences will be by then, right? "

Mu Fusheng shrugged, noncommittal.

Immediately, he sat down cross-legged and waved, and a small table appeared in front of him.

"Senior, do you want to drink alcohol or tea?"

"Drink!" Kuang Lei sat cross-legged opposite Mu Fusheng.

Mu Fusheng smiled and took out the wine brewed by his master and poured it on Kuang Lei.

Kuang Lei drank it all in one gulp, his eyes lit up, and he said, "How many more are there?"

Upon seeing this, Mu Fusheng took out a large vat, and saw Kuang Lei holding the vat and started drinking heavily.

Mu Fusheng was drinking from a small wine glass and looking at the others.

It’s as if this tomb is a stage, and the others are just singing on the stage...

This made other people speechless when they saw it.

I don’t know how Mu Fusheng did it.

The one who felt even more uncomfortable was the old man.

The old man twitched his eyebrows.

Isn't this going to start a fight? Why do we end up sitting and drinking together? And they're so close to each other that they're so close to asking for help!?However, smelling the aroma of the wine, the old man couldn't help but lick his lips, shamelessly floated over, and said with a smile: "Please give me some too?"