Martial Godly Emperor

"What is he doing? Everyone else is seriously competing, but he is ignoring the fact that he is flirting with a female disciple?"    

"This person is floating in the air. How did Chu Xuan get beaten up so badly by this person?"    

Chu Xing looked at Blue-clothed Youth below the ring and muttered to himself.    

The disciples on each ring were fighting intensely.    

Some of the disciples who could still stand on their respective rings had already been decided. Most of them were ten people, and there were also eight or nine people. That was because some of the rings had been attacked by groups of people, and many disciples had been injured.    

When Meng Yu heard Xia Ting's question, he was somewhat stunned as he said, "Senior sister, what do you have to ask me?"    

In his impression, when Xia Ting spoke to him, her expression had never been as serious as at this moment.    

"That's right..."    

The young girl deliberated for a moment and said seriously, "If one day, I want to go to Golden Sea and ask junior brother to accompany me, do you agree?"    

"Why does senior sister suddenly want to go to that place?"    

Meng Yu was very surprised.    

At this time, on the arena where they were standing, sword lights and sword lights were flying everywhere. Many disciples were fighting intensely.    

However, no one dared to take another step towards the area where they were standing.    

"I just want to go there. Will you accompany me?"    

Xia Ting's limpid eyes stared at Meng Yu.    

"Senior sister is asking me to go with you so seriously. As your junior brother, I will definitely go."    

Meng Yu chuckled.    

In his heart, he really wanted to go to Golden Sea.    

Before this, he had asked his uncle, Meng Ting, and Third Uncle Meng Ren where his father, Meng Zhan, had gone to.    

Meng Ting didn't answer him directly. He only told him to cultivate properly and tell him when the Cultivation Level arrived.    

Even so, Meng Yu was still in contact with his eldest uncle and third uncle. He vaguely knew that his father had gone to Golden Sea.    

That place was connected to the sky, and it was boundless. It was said that the sea water was golden. When the sun was high up in the sky, it would emit golden rays of light.    

That place was a paradise for many adventurers. There were many powerful Demonic Beasts roaming about the Golden Sea, and there were many heavenly treasures on some islands. It was said that there were still some people living at the bottom of the sea.    

Of course, this was what Meng Yu had seen in some of the information, and he didn't know if it was true or not.    

"That's enough." Xia Ting said.    

Although Meng Yu was not serious when he said those words, Xia Ting believed that he would definitely go if she asked him to go with her.    

She believed in him.    

"Okay. The first round of the competition ended."    

"Everyone, don't move. You're still standing on the original ring."    

After the battle ended for a while, Ximen Lei stood up and said loudly.    

"The next round will be a chaotic battle. I have the name list given to me by the deacons. This name list is based on the time and strength of the defeated disciples or the disciples on the stage. The overall summary is based on the strong and weak partnerships principle. The inner and core disciples will be divided into twelve groups. "    

"All disciples, please follow the list in the hands of the deacons and walk to the stage where you are distributed and prepare for the next soft battle."    

Those deacons were experienced and skilled. They followed the map and divided all the disciples into their respective groups.    

After the previous competition, more than 150 core disciples had advanced.    

There were 300 inner sect disciples who had advanced.    

The disciples who had been defeated had suffered countless light injuries.    

More than thirty of them had been seriously injured, seven of them had their Cultivation Level crippled, and five of them had died in battle.    

Three disciples who had maliciously injured their fellow disciples were captured. Two of them had their Cultivation Level crippled, and one of them was killed by Ximen Lei on the spot.    

This time, Meng Yu was assigned to the fifth group. He was not in the same group as Xia Ting, Cai Jiaojiao, Su Yuyan, and the others.    

He stood on the fifth stage. There were eleven disciples in his group.    

After all the disciples were assigned, Ximen Lei loudly announced the start of the competition.    

In this round, each group had five spots for advancement. As long as he could ensure that after the others fell, he would be one of the five disciples to advance.    

Meng Yu looked around. This time, the Qi of the people standing on the stage was much stronger than the previous ones.    

"Meng Yu."    

A voice sounded.    

Meng Yu turned around and saw a white-clothed disciple standing in front of him. There were three or four people standing beside him.    

So it was Zhu Dong!    

When Meng Yu had just moved into the cave, he had made a sound when he was learning how to forge weapons. This Zhu Dong was unreasonable and wanted to teach Meng Yu a lesson. He did not expect that his senior brother, who had been beaten up by Meng Yu until he had no temper at all, would come.    

This man's talent was not bad either. At this moment, he was the same as Meng Yu, both of them were at the fourth level of the Fetal Origin Stage, the Cultivation Level!    

"Zhu Dong, you, you want to bring people to beat me up?"    

Meng Yu asked coldly.    

This arena was called a chaotic battle. Fighting in a group and fighting in a group was both a skill. As long as one could defeat the enemy reasonably, it would be fine.    

"Group fight? Why would I need to beat up a Soft Rice King like you?!"    

Zhu Dong said with disdain.    

The improvement of his strength had filled him with confidence.    

He still had a special affection for Xia Ting.    

Just now, when he saw Meng Yu and Xia Ting being intimate with each other, he was already furious!    

At that time, Zhu Dong was cursing in his heart that this dog couple actually dared to make such an intimate action in front of everyone. They did not know shame!    

He also knew that Xia Ting didn't take a liking to him. Moreover, he even faintly felt that if this young girl and that young man's actions were so intimate, then she might not be a virgin anymore.    

However, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. Perhaps he could defeat Meng Yu and let Xia Ting see his strength. He might be able to snatch that cold-looking junior sister away.    

Even if she was no longer a virgin, he did not care.    

As long as he could spend the night with that girl, he would have no regrets even if he had to die!    

As Zhu Dong spoke, he took out a large saber.    

This was actually a Spiritual Middle Grade magic weapon!    

In the last battle with Meng Yu, his Common Level magic weapon had been broken by Meng Yu's sword. This made Zhu Dong feel like he had lost to a weapon. After that, ， he spent a lot of effort to get this Spiritual Middle Grade saber.    

At this moment.    

On the blade, red flames were burning fiercely. There were even some lightning that wrapped around the blade, burning the air!    

"Senior disciple Zhu Dong's Thunder Fire Blade Technique has already been cultivated to the extreme! Truly formidable!"    

The three or four fellow disciples beside him looked at Zhu Dong with envious expressions on their faces.    

"Brothers, although I can deal with Meng Yu by myself, I still want everyone to give me a hand and defeat him."    

Zhu Dong cupped his hands towards the four disciples and said.    

When Meng Yu heard this, he couldn't help but be speechless. He thought to himself, this person is really hypocritical.    

Just now, Zhu Dong had said that he would defeat him with his own strength and did not want to gang up on him. But now, he had found another helper!    

"Hahahaha..."    

Meng Yu laughed loudly, "Do you still have face? His words were even better than his singing! If you want to gang up on me, then come over. I'm too lazy to attack you all one by one. "    

" Very well, I'll let you know what regret is. "    

Zhu Dong called out to his four fellow disciples. The four of them also took out their magical artifacts. There were sabers, swords, and bows.    

This combination was very reasonable. There were melee attacks and long-range attacks.    

The strength of these four fellow disciples wasn't bad either. Apart from one Second Level of Fetal Origin Stage warrior, the other three were all at the Third Level Fetal Origin Stage Cultivation Level. If they joined forces to fight Meng Yu, their chances of winning would be very high.    

Although Meng Yu verbally looked down on them, he was secretly muttering to himself, "They are all the Second Elder's men. If we attack them together, I really can't handle them!"    

On the other arena, a pair of cold eyes were looking at Meng Yu's side. That was a young disciple with a Sixth Level Fetal Origin Stage Cultivation Level and a strong back and a strong waist!    

With his Cultivation Level and the powerful Martial Soul, he could already apply to the sect to become an elder.    

"Meng Yu. I thought that I or Ouyang Tushan would need to defeat you, but I never thought that you would be defeated by Zhu Dong and the others. That's good too. Let me have one less enemy. "