Confessing to someone who thinks I'm a fat otaku, and then crying when monsters descend?

Chapter 632 Mu Yun Makes His Debut!

"Everyone, I am the Holy Lord of the Ancient Netherworld, Jiuyou."

"I hereby declare."

"The Sword Tournament officially begins!"

His voice was as loud as a resounding bell, and everyone on the surrounding peaks could hear it clearly, immediately followed by a great deal of cheering.

But Jiuyou's expression was not good.

"Brother Jiuyou, why do you look so unwell today, as you are the organizer of the Sword Debate Tournament?"

"It's alright, I just had a problem with my internal energy circulation recently."

Jiuyou exhaled a breath.

Only he knew that today's sword-fighting tournament might turn into a bloodbath...

Because Jun Moxie, once the second strongest in the world and now the strongest in the Nine Provinces, has returned.

At that time, the elite disciples of the four holy lands on the main peak will be slaughtered, and the foundation of the four holy lands will be weakened, leaving the Heavenly Demon Palace to dominate.

However, although he knew this, he dared not resist.

Only in this way can he become the leader of the four holy lands and get rid of the title of being number two for ten thousand years.

........

"First round of participants, take the stage!"

The referee was an elder with white hair and beard.

As soon as he finished speaking, one person from each of the four holy lands flew out from the ranks.

The four people will be divided into two groups by drawing lots to compete in 1V1 matches.

The winners from the two groups will then compete in a 1v1 match.

In the end, the first place got two points, the second place got one point, and the third and fourth place got no points.

After the draw, the first match officially began.

Here at the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

Mu Yun coughed and suddenly stood up.

"Master, I must leave for a moment."

"Don't stay too long, don't forget you're the final act."

"Yes."

Mu Yun left the group.

Mu Qingxuan asked with a puzzled look, "Where has this guy gone now? Is he cramming for training at the last minute?"

Chen Nian chuckled and said, "It's just a bit of preparation for the grand finale."

"Um?"

In the previous matches, the disciples from the major holy lands had their wins and losses, with the differences between them being minor.

Several hours later, the first five rounds of swordplay were completed.

Tai Xuan Holy Land won first place twice and came in second in one round.

得分：5

Ancient Sacred Land, first round champion, second place in three rounds

得分：5

Both are tied for first place.

As for the other two sacred sites, Wuji and Tianchi, they ranked third and fourth with 3 and 2 points respectively.

With only two rounds left, theoretically any holy land has a chance to overtake the others.

Because the final match awards double points.

"Sixth round of the sword competition, contestants, step forward!" the elder referee announced loudly.

"Senior Brother Xiao Chen, it's your turn!"

"Hehe, with Senior Brother Xiao Chen here this round, we're sure to win."

"Of course! When Senior Brother Mu Yun wasn't around, Senior Brother Xiao Chen was the strongest disciple of our Tai Xuan Holy Land. If Senior Brother Mu hadn't come back, he would have been the last one to perform."

"Keep it up, Senior Brother Xiao!"

Amidst cheers and encouragement from the crowd, Xiao Chen leaped into the air.

unexpectedly.

He landed at the location of the Ancient Netherworld Holy Land on the opposite side.

Facing the people of the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

"What happened...?"

"Senior Brother Xiao, you're in the wrong spot!"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen declared loudly, "Today, I, Xiao Chen, represent the Ancient Netherworld Holy Land in this battle."

"What?!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

As soon as he finished speaking, a noisy discussion broke out in the room.

"What's going on? Wasn't Xiao Chen one of the most powerful disciples of the Tai Xuan Holy Land? Why did he switch allegiance to Gu You?"

"Haha, I never expected to see something like this today!"

"If he stays in the Tai Xuan Holy Land, he will be suppressed by Mu Yun for the rest of his life. Leaving is the wise choice."

"I never expected him to betray us at the most crucial moment. He's leaving the Tai Xuan Holy Land no way out at all."

An old man stood up angrily, his beard and hair bristling, and shouted.

"You worthless brat! All the lessons I taught you have been wasted on the dogs."

He was none other than Xiao Chen's former master.

Xiao Chen clasped his hands in a respectful gesture: "Master, your disciple is unfilial, but in order to become stronger, I naturally must choose a smooth and unobstructed path!"

"Very well, from this day forward, the Tai Xuan Holy Land will remove Xiao Chen from its ranks!"

An elder from the Ancient Netherworld also stood up.

"Young friend Xiao Chen, the Ancient Netherworld Holy Land guarantees that you will receive the best resources for your upbringing in the future, haha."

"Despicable and shameless..."

"They actually poached our people at a time like this..."

"What should we do now? Without Xiao Chen, who should we play in the sixth round?"

"It's okay. Even if we lose this round, we still have Senior Brother Mu Yun to finish last. The winner of the final round gets a full 4 points, which is enough to overtake us."

The elder referee asked, "Does the Tai Xuan Holy Land have any other candidates to participate?"

"..."

No one came out from the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

This round of drawing lots happened to result in the Tai Xuan Holy Land facing off against the Gu You Holy Land.

Within the Tai Xuan Holy Land, apart from Mu Yun, there are no other disciples who can defeat Xiao Chen.

"Holy Lord, what should we do this time...?"

"Abstain."

Choosing another disciple to go up and lose would only bring shame upon themselves.

It would be better to forfeit this round and let Mu Yun overtake them in the final match; that would be the best option.

If Tai Xuan Holy Land gets the final four points, they can still win the championship.

"But to just give up like this is just too much to swallow..."

"Yeah, this guy betrayed us right in front of us, and we could only watch him score points for the other side. It's infuriating!"

The disciples gritted their teeth, but there was nothing they could do.

He could only glare angrily at Xiao Chen.

"Tai Xuan Holy Land, ten breaths left. If no one else is selected to fight, you will automatically forfeit."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

"Three, two, one."

"I hereby declare that the Tai Xuan Holy Land is forfeiting this round..."

Whoosh!!

A sword beam suddenly fell from the sky.

Amidst the piercing clang of the sword, it was planted above the dueling platform.

"What?"

The elders of the Tai Xuan Holy Land instinctively stood up.

A figure dressed in pure white descended from the sky.

He landed precisely on the hilt of the sword.

He stood with one hand behind his back, his eyebrows sharp and his eyes bright, exuding an air of elegance and refinement.

That's right...

Mu Yun, the divine son of the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

"That idiot! Who told him to go up there?"

"Get him down right now!"

The elders were almost frantic with worry.

Mu Yun was the final performer, and that final performance was worth a full 4 points!

He's on the field now, so what about the final round?

Mu Qingxuan couldn't help but facepalm in exasperation: "Why has he become so pretentious in just a short time... I'm speechless at his stage presence."

Chen Nian: ......

Chen Nian didn't expect Mu Yun to take the stage early.

It's a pity that his grand finale, which he had been preparing for so long, was ruined.

The moment Mu Yun appeared, the surrounding mountains erupted with deafening roars.

This exceptionally talented prodigy has been the subject of much anticipation.

"Hahaha, Mu Yun's early appearance is going to be interesting!"

"He's a man of strong emotions too!"

"Go, Mu Shenzi! We support you!"

The elder of the Ancient Netherworld Holy Land smiled.

So easily hooked, what a simple-minded person, haha.

What they wanted was to lure Mu Yun into this battle. Losing this one was fine; the grand finale was the most important.

All I saw was...