Martial Godly Emperor

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword that Cai Jiaojiao had stabbed towards her chest.    

He was a Golden Core warrior, Cai Jiaojiao was only a Heavenly Dipper Satge warrior, and that sword was only an Earth Middle Grade warrior. Meng Yu's hand was completely fine.    

"Alright, Jiaojiao, I understand what you are thinking. I have given up on this competition."    

While speaking, Meng Yu looked at the pure and beautiful face. When he thought about how she was going to fall into someone else's hand, he couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his heart.    

He held Cai Jiaojiao's hand and walked down the stage without even looking at Ling Wanqing.    

"Jiaojiao, don't worry. I will secretly take you away later!"    

Meng Yu transmitted his voice to her.    

Cai Jiaojiao nodded obediently. "Senior Brother, I'll listen to you. I believe that senior brother will definitely be able to do it."    

Meng Yu touched her little head, thinking that there were many experts here. It was too difficult to quietly take Cai Jiaojiao away.    

But even so, he would never allow Jiaojiao to fall into someone else's hands!    

When the disciples saw that Meng Yu had actually given up on the competition, they were all amazed.    

Ling Wanqing did not think that Cai Jiaojiao would suddenly run over to stop them from competing, much less that Meng Yu would give up the competition for Cai Jiaojiao.    

She stood there blankly, feeling lost.    

When the person who has been opposing you suddenly admit defeat, you will realize that it is nothing more than this even if you win.    

She saw that the kid pulled the girl in the white dress down. Without looking at her, she knew that he hated her.    

Why did he hate me? Was it me who snatched your junior sister away?    

But the truth was that she caused him to lose hope of saving Junior Sister Cai!    

Of course, Cai Jiaojiao was also very loyal! Because Ling Wanqing had once helped her, Meng Yu had to give up the competition.    

"Cai Jiaojiao, stop right there!"    

Ling Wanqing twisted her little waist and walked over.    

Cai Jiaojiao stopped in doubt and turned her head around. A bright smile appeared on her pretty face, "Senior sister, what's wrong?"    

Ling Wanqing said, "He gave up. Aren't you worried that you will fall into someone else's hands?"    

She smiled sweetly and sprinkled her face with sunshine, "Of course I am worried. But with Senior Brother Meng around, he will definitely help me think of a way."    

Ling Wanqing bit her lips and her full chest heaved up and down continuously. "Why do you believe that he can save you like that?"    

"Because this is not the first time!" Cai Jiaojiao hugged Meng Yu's arm tightly and smiled sweetly. "Senior brother, do you think so?"    

This scene caused many disciples below the stage to be extremely dissatisfied and shout that they wanted to kill Meng Yu!    

It was not the first time?    

Ling Wanqing was stunned for a moment and suddenly said, "You, come up. I will give up this competition and give it to you!"    

Meng Yu and Cai Jiaojiao were stunned.    

Was this true? This tsundere princess actually made such a decision.    

When he once again stood on the stage and looked at the beautiful figure who was laughing and flying forward with Cai Jiaojiao, Meng Yu still did not believe it.    

He rubbed his nose, That stinky girl is not that annoying!    

Looking at other places, he was a little surprised, because other than Mu Chutian fighting Zhou Han, the other three groups had all chosen to forfeit.    

He understood that those people had already won the rankings and obtained the Heaven Lower Grade Sword. They didn't want to save Cai Jiaojiao like Meng Yu did, so they all chose to give up.    

Of course, when the elders they represented saw them withdraw, they were filled with resentment.    

"Mu Chutian, I know why you still chose to fight with your life on the line with Zhou Han. You want to snatch Jiaojiao away. Also, you are the disciple of Fourth Elder, Qiao Zhiming. With me here, you will never be able to ascend the throne of Sect Master."    

Meng Yu looked at the two men who were fighting and thought to himself.    

Qiao Zhiming wanted Cai Jiaojiao as his reward. He, Meng Yu, would never let this man become Sect Master!    

The swords Ji Fei gave to them were because some of the top twenty disciples had already died. The Great Elder, Ling Shijie, and the other elders discussed for a while and decided to give the remaining low heaven grade magic tools to some of the disciples who were ranked higher in this competition.    

At this time.    

"Heavens! Senior Brother Mu actually won just like that!"    

"How many moves has it been? Do you have twenty moves?"    

"I counted carefully. It was only eleven moves, and Zhou Han was beaten to death by him!"    

"Zhou Han's strength is not bad, but what kind of person is Mu Chutian? He has talent and strength, and he also knows how to concoct pills. Zhou Han still wants to fight him face to face, his brain is really full of holes."    

Waves of voices erupted from below the stage.    

Many disciples looked at the tall and sturdy man standing on the fighting stage and felt a wave of fear.    

Meng Yu looked over and found that Mu Chutian had become more mature and stronger than when he first met him in Sunken Mountain Range.    

"Mu Chutian will win this match. Next, he will fight Meng Yu!"    

"Meng Yu, please enter the arena in twenty minutes."    

The Eighth Elder, Liang Yuquan, announced.    

Meng Yu knew that these twenty minutes were for Mu Chutian to rest.    

There was a break after every round of the competition.    

At this time, on the stage, the ground was covered in blood and flesh, but Mu Chutian was wearing white clothes that were as white as snow. He stood in the wind, as if the endless dust in the world could not contaminate him.    

"He's so handsome."    

"Senior Mu also knows how to concoct pills. His strength is also strong, valiant and heroic."    

The gazes of many female disciples were burning.    

Most of them had completely forgotten about Wu Meng and Meng Dingdi, who they had been paying attention to earlier. At this moment, all of their attention was on Mu Chutian.    

"There's no need to wait for another quarter of an hour. I'm in a hurry. Tell him to hurry up. I want to bring Junior Sister Jiaojiao back to my cave as soon as possible."    

Mu Chutian lowered his eyes and said in an indifferent voice.    

"How overbearing! A real man!"    

"Very confident! Support you!"    

Many disciples shouted.    

Seeing this, Liang Yuquan urged Meng Yu to go on stage.    

"Meng Yu, you are no match for him. In order to save your life, surrender!"    

"As long as the green mountain remains, even if there is no firewood to burn! If you give up the competition, Junior Sister Cai will only let Mu Chutian play. If you fawn on him more, maybe Mu Chutian will let Cai Jiaojiao play with him for a few days once he is happy! "    

"Is there something wrong with that kid's brain like Zhou Han's? Senior disciple Mu is so powerful, he has the strength of a Golden Core Stage Sixth Level, but he is only at the Second Level. Do you still want to go up and claim your death? "    

Many disciples sighed when they saw Meng Yu walking towards them. Some of them were mocking him, and some of them were trying to persuade him to give up.    

They all felt that if Meng Yu went up there, he would only be sending himself to his death.    

"Can Senior Brother Meng defeat that man? If he can't, he will die."    

Cai Jiaojiao was very worried.    

Ling Lingqing, who was beside her, was very speechless and muttered, "Didn't you have a lot of confidence in that kid before? Why are you worried now?"    

Meng Yu flew onto the stage.    

He confronted Mu Chutian.    

"Kid, I didn't expect you to have the courage to fight me."    

A trace of killing intent appeared in Mu Chutian's eyes.    

It was this person who had ordered him to let go of the green-clothed beauty in Sunken Mountain Range.    

But it didn't matter. Today, as long as he killed her, he would be able to obtain that little beauty, and at the same time, he would be able to send the Fourth Elder, Qiao Zhiming, to the throne of Sect Master.    

At this moment, Su Yuyan was sitting on a big tree, looking at Meng Yu with her beautiful eyes. Suddenly, she saw Donghe Mu walking towards her!