System: Arena of the Gods

Chapter 855 Hua Sect Leader

After hearing Mu Rou's surrender speech, Shen Wei felt relieved, and his head suddenly felt swollen and painful, and his body was extremely sore.

The hand holding the sword couldn't stop shaking, but the competition was over, Shen Wei simply put away the sword and walked down the stage gloomily.

"You won, why are you still depressed?" Mu Rou asked behind him.

"I don't care." Shen Wei sounded dissatisfied and kicked up the gravel along the road.

He was very entangled, and also hurt his self-esteem, because his victory in this competition was not honorable.

From the moment he stepped into the central area where Mu Rou was dancing, he knew that Mu Rou's seemingly unrelenting attack actually reserved a lot, or at least suppressed her strength.

He had gone all out, even at the cost of damaging his spirit, to forcefully use the Ming Yue Clearing Heart Technique to resist the erosion of desire. In the end, Mu Rou's defeat was mostly because she didn't want to fight.

It was unwise to fight with a long scarf. He didn't believe that after practicing in the Baihua Sect for more than ten or even decades, Mu Rou had not learned the signature skills of the Baihua Sect.

In the final confrontation, although Mu Rou did not expect his offensive options, there were many ways to deal with it. Shen Wei had already considered many variations in his mind, but Mu Rou gave up.

It was too late for him to regret it now. If there was another fight, he would not be able to catch the opponent by surprise. The only outcome would be failure, let alone asking for a draw. Mu Rou would not be able to lose face.

After retreating to the audience, Long Ji and the helpers surrounded him, trapping Shen Wei in the center.

"Okay, Xiaowei, I'll hook up with a wife now, not bad."

"Brother Shen, Miss Mu is pretty good. She must have a good face, a good figure, and good strength. She is a perfect match for you."

"I agree. Brother Shen has succeeded and given us a good start. If we get a Fairy from the Baihua Sect to be our bride, Brother Shen will take the greatest credit."

"What you said is a bit exaggerated and untrue, but I still want to thank Brother Shen for giving us a good start."

Dragon Festival and the supporters acted as a support group to cheer Shen Wei on.

Although most of them have a big gap in strength, they are also people with unique vision. They can all tell that Mu Rou has let go. Based on Shen Wei's taciturn character, he must be a person with strong self-esteem, so he came over. Emotions are relieved.

Shen Wei smiled bitterly and said, "Don't make fun of me, I want to be quiet."

After saying that, he found a corner and sat down cross-legged, recovering and comprehending at the same time.

Through the forceful operation of the Mingyue Chengxin Mental Technique just now, he vaguely seemed to have grasped something. This feeling was very ethereal. Before it completely dissipated, he was ready to attack with all his strength.

Mu Rou looked at Shen Wei on the stage, the smile on her lips became stronger and stronger, and then she continued to dance, but this dance no longer affected her desire, but she wanted to bring a happy ending to the dance that was interrupted just now.

Looking at Mu Rou and Shen Wei's performance, one was still able to do it with ease, while the other was exhausted. Although the victory was decided, it was a combination of tricks and surprises, so the gap was quite obvious.

The helpers felt a little guilty. They were still arguing about the ownership of the three colored garlands. Now they can only distribute them fairly based on their strength and status. Otherwise, the opportunity will most likely be wasted.

Xianchen led Wang Chu into the Palace of Flowers, where a new elder presided over the place. This elder's face had already shown an old look, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were faint, but he still couldn't hide the charm of a mature woman.

The elder waited until Mu Rou finished the dance before slowly coming onto the stage and looking at the group of men in Longji.

"Just now Mu Rou chose the most direct competition, and the result was not satisfactory. Now you all need to prepare well. When other candidates enter the venue, the last event of the Hundred Flowers Club will officially begin." The elder said loudly.

Hearing this, a group of men from Longji quickly grasped the key points of this sentence and couldn't help but communicate.

"The competition is the most direct, which means there are other options. I don't know what tests other fairies have prepared."

"I think I'm OK again."

"No, you can't. The opportunity has been given to us."

"Okay, get ready. Even if there is no martial arts competition, the inspection project will not be easy."

The men began to prepare, and Mo Xiaoxian repeated Wang Chu's previous behavior and wandered around the top of the mountain, although she didn't know the reason.

After waiting for a long time, Xiaoru went back and brought Lu Fangting and other five people. The five people looked solemn, thinking that it was not going well to collect the remains of their subordinates.

"Everyone has arrived. In a quarter of an hour, the last test will officially begin." The elder announced.

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Deep in the Baihua Palace, in front of the flower field hut, Xianchen and Wang Chu stopped outside the door.

"Sect Master, we're here." Xianchen said loudly, but his attitude was not very respectful.

"Let him come in by himself." A soft voice came from the room.

Xianchen didn't bother, opened the door, and extended his hand to invite Wang Chu to go on his own.

Wang Chu was keenly aware of the alienation, glanced at Xianchen with a half-smile, and then pushed the door open and walked in.

The door then closed, Xianchen looked at the hut intently, finally sighed, turned and left.

Entering the house, Wang Chu's eyes were attracted by the huge flying swallow and green pine screen. Could it be that the leader of Baihua Sect is still a literary youth?

"Sir, don't stop in the outer hall. Please come inside and talk." Behind the screen, the beautiful voice sounded again.

Wang Chu looked at the house that could take in the whole view at a glance, wondering what the meaning of dividing the outer hall and inner hall was.

"Hey, just by hearing his voice, I knew that the sect master was different from ordinary people. I didn't expect that I could be so lucky." Wang Chu smiled, politely, but not much.

"Young master is a smart man. He knows that our sect must have some plans for you, so please don't be rude." The sect master said tactfully.

Wang Chu stepped forward, passed the screen, raised the curtain, and saw the graceful figure standing in front of the window looking out of the house.

"Then am I at a loss? After going through hardships and dangers, I finally came to the sect master, but I couldn't even get a name?" Wang Chu narrowed his eyes and looked at it, scoundrelly said.

The strength of the leader of the Hundred Flowers Sect was beyond his expectation. He was only at the peak of concentration, and had not yet reached the realm of demigod through breakthrough and sublimation.

As we all know, among a sect, the sect leader may not be the strongest, but he should be one of the best, so that he can convince everyone. The current situation makes Wang Chu hesitate.

Through the feedback given to him by the system, he probably guessed why Baihua Sect asked him, but he still had his own purpose. The strength of the leader of Baihua Sect made him feel that he was just a puppet at best. Can he What about taking on this responsibility?

At this time, the leader of the Baihua Sect in front of the window smiled lightly, her laughter was like orchids in an empty valley, like trickling spring water hitting her heart, and then she slowly turned around.

After seeing her face, Wang Chu, who had always been calm, couldn't help but lose consciousness.

At this moment, the words in his mind to describe the peerless beauty seemed not worthy of the sect leader's appearance. He just felt that this woman should only exist in heaven, and such a beauty should not exist in the human world.

"I, Shangguan Mengju, have met the young master." The sect leader gave a gentle salute.