Last time might have been a joke, but this time Long Fei was very serious.
Moreover.
He definitely would make Mu Yao accompany his brother.
The reason was simple, Mu Yun was his brother!
Mu Yao's eyes turned sinister, his fists clenched tightly under his sleeves, he wanted to become angry, but he held it back in the end, "I will not get angry at a service disciple, you guys do not exist in my world."
"Since all of you are courting death, it is up to you."
Finished.
Mu Yao walked over coldly.
Long Fei said: "How was the bet just now? If you lose, sleep with my brother for a night.
"Also."
"By the way, I'll remind you that the world you see is nothing but a fart in my eyes!"
When Mu Yao heard this, she was a little angry.
But she did not stop, and did not argue further with Long Fei.
Just as she had said just now, there was simply no existence like Long Fei in her world.
Mu Ling glanced at Long Fei and sneered: "Junior Sister Mu Yao has given you a chance, don't you know to cherish it? "Then prepare to moan on the stage later."
"Humph!"
Mu Ling's eyes were filled with disdain as well.
Of course.
When he was speaking, Long Fei didn't even spare him a glance.
Not long later.
An elder stepped onto the stage and said: "Today is the big day of our Eastern Region, because today, god's general will choose his disciples to enter South Area."
"You are all the elites of the Eastern District and are all recommended by the elders. Today, I will use all of your strength because today's competition will determine the fate of all of you."
"Everyone, you can do it."
As soon as he finished speaking. Mu Feng took a step forward and said, "Elder, punches and kicks have no eyes. What if we accidentally kill someone?" After all, some of us are only here to make up the numbers. People like us don't have any strength, so what if we don't control our strength well and just kill them?
"
"You don't have to be responsible, do you?"
As long as one was not a fool, one would be able to tell that Mu Feng's words were aimed at Long Fei and Mu Yun.
Without waiting for the elder to speak, Long Fei stepped forward and laughed: "Senior Brother seems to be talking to us two brothers?"
Mu Feng was also very direct as he said, "That's right. I'm talking to you two pieces of trash."
Long Fei said: "Since you said that to us, then I can state my stance now, if you kill me on the stage later, you do not have to take any responsibility, death is my right and deserved."
"However... On the other hand, Senior Brother, you? "
Mu Feng sneered and said, "Do you think you can still defeat me? Only trash with low-ranked talent like you? "
"Don't you think you're dreaming?"
"Hahaha …"
"Hahaha …"
Many people in the crowd burst out in laughter.
Who was Mu Feng?
He could be said to have made full use of the strongest disciple of the Eastern District in this exam.
No one could stop him.
He had been cultivating in the South Area for a long time already, and had received pointers from the South Area Elder. His current cultivation was also the highest in the entire Eastern Region, reaching the fourth grade of holy-moon state.
The strongest disciple.
It was easy to enter the South Area.
The disciples of the Eastern District were not his match at all.
How could a mere service disciple like Long Fei be a match for him?
It was simply laughable!
Long Fei said: "Please answer me directly, Senior Brother. If I beat you to death, what should I do? Should I take responsibility? "
Mu Feng said in a loud voice: "If I was beaten to death by you, then I deserve it. But … …" Do you think it's possible? "
Long Fei said: "Whether it is possible or not, we will know after we enter the stage."
And then …
Long Fei did not stop there but asked, "Elder, what about the other Senior Brother s that Senior Brother Mu Feng expressed? My strength as a service disciple is not that bad. If I accidentally injured them and crippled them, I should not be held responsible, right? "
"What a joke. With just you?" Mu Ling was the first to jump out.
Many disciples immediately followed and said, "Brat, you're so arrogant."
"Why is a service disciple so arrogant?"
"If we lose to you guys, we deserve it."
"In the arena, I'll be the first to take your dog life."
… ….
Many of the candidates were filled with righteous indignation, just like their mothers.
The elder gently coughed as he said, "Mu Fei, you heard what they said. Don't worry, you won't be held responsible."
"You have to protect yourself."
He reminded her in good faith.
After all, Long Fei's identity was a little special.
Mu Xingyun and Seven Strongmen of North Region were speaking up for him, so he, a single Elder from the Eastern Region, did not dare to be negligent.
"Alright!"
"Any other questions?"
"If there's none, then we'll begin." The elder said a few words.
Long Fei stood out again, and said: "Clan Elder, are my brothers the same as me?"
The elder impatiently said, "Alright."
"Any more questions?"
Long Fei shook his head: "Not anymore."
The elder continued, "Your names have been entered into the list. When the next list of contestants appears, the winner will enter the next round. The loser will be eliminated."
"Have some rest, we'll start the arena exam immediately."
The East District's assessment was not that complicated.
There was only one round of competition.
This was because every disciple was carefully selected by the elders and recommended by the elites of the Eastern District.
The arena competition was an assessment.
A few registration elders poured the names of each disciple onto a piece of Black Stone.
At this moment.
Many people were discussing.
"If only those two useless brats could be my opponents, then I will definitely send them to the next round."
"Hahaha... I want to go up against those two too. "
"The two of them are just sending off babies."
"Two service disciples with low talent, do they know what training is?"
"There are no service disciples who have passed the examination."
"That's right."
"God bless me, let me meet one of them, Amitabha."
… ….
In their eyes, Long Fei and Mu Yun were two soft persimmons, anyone could pinch them, anyone could crush them under their feet.
Servant disciples had low aptitude.
The arena exam was a gift.
It was not only them, Mu Ling was also secretly praying to meet either Long Fei or Mu Yun, as this would allow her to show off a little in front of Mu Yao.
Mu Ling was a Spirit Grass master, but his martial arts cultivation was not weak either.
He was confident that he could defeat Long Fei easily.
Looking at Long Fei who was in the middle of the crowd, Mu Ling secretly said, "Brat, as long as I meet you, I will definitely teach you a lesson."
"I lost to you the last time, I will take it back in the arena!"
Five minutes later.
The elder said, "Alright, the list of contestants is out."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The first match list appeared on the gigantic Black Stone screen.
Everyone turned to look at that direction. Mu Ling's pupils constricted as she laughed excitedly, "Hahaha …" Mu Fei, you useless trash, quickly come and die! "