Yue Mingze was so worried, his hands grabbing the armrest of his chair tightly. The two represented the future of Lofty Cloudy Sect. If something happened to either of them... Horrible! If Gu Yunjue was wounded, would Mu Chen get him into trouble...? Even more horrible!

Yu Tianyi looked at the hand on his wrist, indifferently separated it from himself and put it on the chair.

Yue Mingze, "..."

Gu Yunjue took the teacup from Mu Chen's hand and then stuffed it back into his master's hand after a sip, licking the corner of his mouth and chuckling, "I'll just be back in a moment."

Mu Chen looked at the rest tea and raised his eyebrows.

As soon as Gu Yunjue went away, Bo Jinyu just leaned closer toward Mu Chen, "Why your chair is larger than mine?"

Mu Chen snapped impatiently, "No more nonsense! Believe me I'll chop you seven times if you dare."

"Then I should already be dead, so how can you chop me for a second time?"

Mu Chen looked over indifferently, seized the other's beautiful skin several times, and berated in a cold tone suddenly, "I'll reshape your body with divine soul, and when you come to life, I'll chop you again."

Bo Jinyu sneered with a cocky appearance as if he was the best in the world and feared no one, "Come on! Chop me! Everyone who has two legs in the immortal world must save some face for my Pill City. If you dare kill me, my parents, my four brothers and a dozen seniors will go after you to the very end."

Mu Chen gnashed his teeth.

'Don't let me grasp a chance. If I have one, I'll fix you nuisance.'

Bo Jinyu might be the first one that dared pestering Mu Chen like that. In the past, seeing Mu Chen being so cold, others wouldn't approach him to be disgraced, while Mu Chen in turn was accustomed to being alone so as to lead a secluded life after all. Although Gu Yunjue appeared later to accompany him, this little disciple was not clamorous at all. Therefore, Mu Chen felt so strange that someone suddenly came up to wrangle with him but without any evil intentions. Being provoked by Bo Jinyu should arouse him some childish idea to counter back.

Bo Jinyu was pampered with thousands of favors since he was born, so he dared to be so capricious here. For unknown reason, Mu Chen just saw him abominable.

Thinking like that, Mu Chen broke Bo Jinyu's chair legs with a hard kick. Seeing the other fall behind with an ouch, Mu Chen just gave a hum arrogantly and took a sip of tea, "You deserve it!"

Bo Jinyu was virtually about to explode with anger.

On the competition stage, Fu Haolong sneered at Gu Yunjue, "I've been expecting this day for so long a time."

Gu Yunjue squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, "That's right, since you haven't too much opportunity to challenge your grand master."

The words just stabbed his sore point. Fu Haolong didn't respond, wearing a cold face, because he knew that there was a gap between him and Gu Yunjue at cultivation and he must stay cautious.

Gu Yunjue, however, didn't conceive so many ideas in his mind. All he thought was to kick the other off the battle stage, took back and store up the bottle of pills with little master's footprint.

When the competition started, red flames and purple thunderbolts mingled together in the stage, rumble sounds of explosions coming over from time to time. In order to prevent audience to be accidentally injured, boundaries had already been set around the stage. At that time, the boundary wobbled so badly that it seemed to broke the next moment. In outsiders' eyes, the two were engaged in a fierce battle, while Fu Haolong actually felt quite livid with his face being ghastly pale.

'This man is just teasing me!'

Gu Yunjue smiled faintly all the time, estimating how long he should kick the other off the stage in accordance with their current cultivation so as not to attract too much attention. Meanwhile, he was quite curious, "Why are you so aspiring to defeat me?"

Off the stage, Mu Chen had lost his patience, 'As the other's grand master, you are obviously two levels higher than him in cultivation. What's the point to compete with your grand disciple? Hurry up to kick him off!" Receiving Mu Chen's impatient eyesight, Gu Yunjue spoke to the other with a forced smile, "My master has a quick temper. We have to save our conversation for the next time, if we have another chance." With that said, Gu Yunjue finally drew his sword out of the sheath and the scorching fire suddenly encircled the whole stage after a flash of cold light, like magma bursting out from the ground and pouring over irrepressibly. Fu Hoalong felt a sudden chill by the furious killing intent and then a heat at the back of his neck when Gu Yunjue had stood behind him with the long sword against his neck. So long as Gu turned his wrist, the other would be dead.

The young person behind him still wore a smile, "You lose."

Fu Haolong, with a frozen look, dodged Gu Yunjue's sword and retorted in a cold voice, "I don't think so!"

With a slight move of his hand, a red pill just appeared in his palm.

Mu Chen and Bo Jinyu in the distance instantly found something abnormal, "Don't eat the pill!" Bo Jinyu just stood up when the white figure beside him had already dashed over to the stage. Ignoring the boundary around, Mu Chen just flew down beside Fu Haolong and stretched out his hands to grab the other's wrist. He lifted Fu up without any expression and asked in a chilling voice, "Who gave you that?"

Yue Mingze also stood up solemnly, "The man should still be alive. Bloody hell!"

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