Wan Bing took several noble princes to Yao Ji and asked, "Are you selling these corns?"

"Yes...what's wrong? This is my husband's thing. I'll sell a little...what's wrong!" Yao Ji was very confident.

Murong Chengtian smiled and said, "Sell a little? In just two days, you sold nearly 10,000 kilograms of top-quality spiritual food. My Murong family has been in business for thousands of years. It is extremely rare to sell such a large spiritual food."

Spiritual food is a rare thing, especially corn, which is of very high quality. It is indeed a bit abnormal to take out tens of thousands of pounds at once.

"No, I didn't sell so much, at most...at least one thousand pounds. Husband... don't listen to their nonsense, I don't have it."

As if he was afraid that Murong Chengtian would let go, Yao Ji quickly defended her.

Mu Chen patted Yao Ji's shoulder and said, "Be good... Of course, my husband believes in you. There is no good thing in the Murong family. I don't believe what they say."

Seeing Mu Chen and Yao Ji abused the dog here, Murong Chengtian just sneered and mocked Mu Chen for being fooled. Yao Ji obviously stole the royal family's spiritual grain for sale and purchased a large number of precious spiritual medicines and spirit mines.

The Murong family is very good at hand in the imperial capital and is even more sensitive to trade. Naturally, they have long known about the news that Yao Ji resells the best spiritual food.

Obviously, Mu Chen didn't know anything.

No matter how much Wan Bing sold, he asked, "So, this corn... is what you own."

Yao Ji said with confidence: "That's natural, it's unique to my husband, and outsiders don't have much chance to enjoy it."

"Then...you also have the method of cultivating corn."

"Yes, what's wrong with this."

After getting the answer you want, Wan Bing smiled.

Mu Chen looked at Wan Bing's appearance and said, "You can't be interested in this king's spiritual food."

"I do like corn very much. If the prince can give up love, I am willing to exchange anything."

Mu Chen refused directly and said, "No, I will give you no matter what the method of cultivating corn. You should die."

"Bold, Mu Chen! Pay attention to your attitude. This is the Supreme Elder of Lei Yan Sect. Elder Wan is interested in your things, so you should feel honored." Yu Wen Jun was very dissatisfied with Mu Chen's attitude.

"You feel honored, so just wait for yourself, don't involve me. Corn is my treasure, so how can I give it to others casually?"

Wan Bing said regretfully: "What a pity... Since the prince refuses to give up, I will not force you."

After all, it is in public. If Wan Bingming robs it, it will be bad for Lei Yan Sect's reputation. Lei Yan Sect still values ​​its reputation very much. Anyway, he already knows who the enemy is, Wan Bing is not in a hurry.

"You know what you know."

Hearing this sentence, the murderous intent in Wan Bing's eyes flashed, but the surface was always calm.

The little sensation caused by corn passed quickly, but everyone knew that Mu Chen had an extremely high spiritual food in his hand, even the elder of Lei Yan Sect liked it.

After three rounds of drinking, the second prince stepped forward and suggested, "Immortal Master, there is a ring in Juxian Pavilion, which is the place where young masters in the imperial capital will compete. Today, the immortals are here, so why not the immortals look at the younger generations' exchanges.

If you can give me some advice, it will definitely benefit us."

Wan Bing smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay, two of my disciples are here today. You might as well try to talk with them."

"It would be better to be able to compete with the Immortal Grown Master."

Afterwards, the group came to the backyard of Juxian Pavilion. In front of a spacious and bright arena, many seats had already been prepared, and it seemed that they were ready.

The second prince glanced at Mu Chen in the corner and smiled and said, "Young Prince Mu is not here to see, the prince's talent has long been famous in the imperial capital. You might as well try it today, so let's see, the former imperial capital genius is

What a style.”

"Sorry, I'm a serious injury and recovered from my first recovery. My strength has not yet recovered. I don't want to go on stage to compete."

Mu Chen was not interested in fighting with a group of little kids.

"If the prince dares not end, it's okay to let the guard behind him end up, we don't mind." The third prince also pressed against each other, as if he also hoped Mu Chen would end up.

"If this is the case... it's OK. Let my guard take action, and you can also see the Qianlong Army's invincible heroic figure!"

Seeing Mu Chen so aloof, many people showed a mocking look, as if they were mocking Mu Chen's ignorance.

Juxian Pavilion is a place where the royal family invites important guests. In such a world where martial arts are the most respected, almost every slightly larger mansion has a dedicated martial arts competition arena. This is a place to enjoy the entertainment venue and also to show the style of the owner.

place.

Juxian Pavilion is owned by the royal family, and the martial arts arena is naturally not bad. The huge ring is made of black rock, extremely hard, and there are formations engraved around it, which is enough to withstand the aftermath of the master's battle.

When aristocrats gather, there are often some competitions to liven up the atmosphere. The contestants can be guards or nobles, which is the best time to demonstrate the family's strength.

The two sides fighting on the stage are now a retainer under the second prince and a young noble prince. Both sides have arrived at the Tianwu Realm, with their spiritual power condensed and their movements are straightforward, and they are very good to treat as their daily entertainment.

In Mu Chen's eyes, such a battle can only be considered play. Although his martial arts and moves are quite straightforward, his combat experience is obviously insufficient. Most of the time, he is still in battle, just like two bulls, collide with each other there.

, the ornamentality is not very good.

In the training of Qianlong Army, Mu Chen is most taboo in fighting without any flexibility. Just comparing strength is the most boring way of fighting.

Anyone has weaknesses... Whoever can find the opponent's weaknesses as soon as possible can gain an advantage. If the advantages continue to accumulate, they will eventually lead to victory.

This is the idea that Mu Chen instilled in the Qianlong Army soldiers. Therefore, the Qianlong Army soldiers are very cautious in fighting. As long as they are not crushing the game, there will be a process of testing. When the opponent's weakness is discovered, it will explode instantly and initiate

Attack fiercely until you defeat your opponent.

Compared to the battle on the field, Mu Chen hopes to see such a wonderful battle, including both martial arts and psychological games.

Because he was too bored, Mu Chen had already leaned on Yao Ji halfway, his eyes a little confused.

"Husband is tired?" Yao Ji hugged Mu Chen and leaned Mu Chen's head against her chest.

"It's just a little boring."

When the third prince saw Mu Chen embracing a beauty, he looked enjoyable and sneered, saying, "Mu Chen, since you are bored, why not try it yourself. This prince can let his subordinates give in to you."

"My husband has not recovered from poisoning and is not suitable for fighting. Thank you for your concern."

The news of Mu Chen's poisoning is not a secret in the upper level of the imperial capital. Moreover, Mu Chen's dantian is destroyed. Even if he recovers now, his cultivation is not strong. In the eyes of outsiders, Mu Chen's strength is not as strong as the early stage of the Earth Martial Realm.

In today's world, such strength is indeed a bit embarrassing.

"Since Mu Chen doesn't go up by himself, he can also let Qianlong Army guard him. I don't mind."

The second prince also said, "Yes, I heard that the soldiers of Qianlong Army are invincible, so why not let us see it?"

Mu Chen became interested and smiled and said, "Since you want to see the heroic figure of Qianlong Army like this, I can't stop you."

Waving backwards, Mu Chen said, "Big Niu, come on... let them see the heroic posture of Qianlongjun."

When he heard that he could play, Daniu immediately showed excitement while the others looked depressed.

Heiba ​​walked up to Mu Chen and said, "Master, let me go, I... I will take care of you and kill them all."

Heiba ​​is still worried about military industry, so he naturally wants to work hard.

The big bull pushed Heiba ​​away and said, "Get out, the young master is asking me to come on. You all wait for me, see if I beat all these waste materials down."

The body of the big bull tower jumped onto the ring with one jump, just like a ** explosion, and the way of appearance was very majestic.

"Which one can come first... or... go together, I don't mind."

The third prince winked at one of the people beside him, and the man immediately rushed to the ring.

"The Third Prince's Guest Housekeeper--Tang Shi."

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and do it. I don't like Moji."

The big bull's face showed excitement, and the "Bully Body Art" began to work, and the full-spirited muscles immediately began to swell. The domineering power of qi and blood made the big bull look very oppressive.

Tang Shi is no matter how you say it, he is also a peak warrior in the Tianwu Realm. It is not unreasonable to become a guest minister of the third prince.

Tang Shi’s best-known is poisonous spiritual power. His spiritual power is naturally corrosive and toxic, and can easily dissolve opponents’ spiritual power. It is a rare spiritual power attribute. Because of the special nature of spiritual power, Tang Shi can often surpass the level.

challenge.

I saw the black spiritual power in Tang Shi's body gradually gathering, and the violent spiritual power gathered in his fist. He directly hit the big bull's chest with a fancy punch.

"Bang……"

A muffled sound came, and the big bull did not move at all.

The big bull looked unhappy and said, "What... I actually broke my clothes!"

Due to the invasion of black spiritual power, the big bull's clothes broke a hole in his chest.

The big bull clenched his fists and said angrily: "You can wear my clothes!"

With his full force, Daniu was not injured at all. Tang Shi was actually shocked, but Daniu's punch surprised him even more because the punch was too fast.

I thought that the big bull's physique was the type that was very slow to move, but I never expected that the big bull's fist would be so fast.

In a rage, the big bull punched Tang Shi's head, smashed Tang Shi's half of Tang Shi's head, and lay on the spot.

Blood slowly flowed out from the seven orifices of the mouth of the mouth, and the soup hanged like this.

The big bull felt strange, so he walked to Tang Shi, took a look, and said, "Huh... why didn't he move... he died! This is too indifferent."

The big bull was born with divine power. After practicing "The Body of the Body", his physical strength was unprecedentedly developed. In terms of power alone, even many major generals are not as great as him. Even though he is still at the peak of the Tianwu Realm, his simple power can already be comparable to the Divine Wu Realm.

Major General of the rank.

If Da Niu hadn't been a foodie, and had no military industrial point to exchange for Soul Gathering Pill, Da Niu would have long become a warrior in the Divine Martial Realm.

"Young Master... I didn't mean it, and I don't know that he was so careless."

Mu Chen laughed at the third prince and said, "Hahaha... The third prince should not mind. My Qianlong army is a general who kills the enemy. He doesn't know how to show mercy. He beat the guest minister of the third prince to death. I'm really sorry, the third prince

If compensation is needed, I have absolutely no objection."

From Mu Chen's words, he could not see any apology.

Mu Chen said to Daniu again: "Daniu, how could you put such a heavy hand? Next time, use three points of force to me, do you understand?"

"It's...young master."

The third prince looked extremely ugly and said, "On the arena, life and death are all in peace! Qingwu, go up and learn the Qianlong Army's masterpieces."

Qingwu is a middle-aged man with a calm expression and is well-known in the imperial capital because Qingwu is one of the top ten masters of the people and is the trusted guard who was recently recovered by the third prince.

Qingwu said with a cold expression: "Yes, the third prince."
Chapter completed!