3907: C3907 Mu Yao will Fight

C3907 Mu Yao will Fight

Mu Yao.

Although Mu Hai was not his strongest disciple, he was still considered one of the disciples that he was proud of, especially when he had cultivated the Eight Explosion Fist to the eighth eruption.

It could be said that she was an outstanding disciple other than Mu Yao. However...

She was thrown off the stage with a single punch!

Eight explosive sounds could be heard from his body, but it was forcefully described as another fist technique.

This made Mu Wufeng very embarrassed.

Fury was raging in his heart. He stared at Loong Fei with a pair of deep eyes, and his teeth were clenched so hard that cracking sounds could be heard.

Although he was angry, he was also shocked in his heart, "This kid's fist technique is indeed somewhat different from the Eight Explosion Fist, but it's roughly the same. The foundation of the fist technique is also the same. Why is there such a huge difference in strength?"

"This..."

"Why is this happening?"

He was puzzled.

But now was not the time to think about this. His disciple had been knocked unconscious by a servant disciple. How could he put his face?

Mu Wufeng immediately said in a deep voice, "Who's going?"

He couldn't help but look at Mu Yun.

Mu Yun was the best disciple to cultivate the Eight Explosion Fist.

Furthermore...

Her Cultivation Level was a ninth-grade Heavenly God. There was a high chance that she could enter the Southern Region this year.

If she went on stage, she would definitely win.

However.

Mu Yao kept staring at Loong Fei who was on the arena. She was also very puzzled in her heart, "Could it be that he has already cultivated the Eight Explosion Fist?"

"The power just now was perfectly unleashed. Each punch is stronger than the last."

"Especially when the eighth sound was heard, it really erupted from the Sea of Consciousness. He must know a different trick."

"What is it?"

Mu Yao really wanted to know.

Mu Dafu was as shocked as her.

On the surface, he looked very calm, but inside his heart, it was like heaven and earth had been turned upside down.

He knew very well that Loong Fei had just arrived at the Mu Family, and the Eight Explosion Fist was created by the Old Ancestor of the Mu Family. No one in the outside world would know about it.

He had mastered the Eight Explosion Fist in just one day?

It was a completely different Eight Explosion Fist.

He had perfected the fist technique created by the Old Ancestor, reaching the true meaning of the Eight Explosion Fist.

"This kid..."

"Who on earth is he?"

"Old Patriarch, why don't you tell me who he is? Who is he? Is he really the bastard son of the Great Young master? "

"Is this a low level talent?"

"Old Patriarch, are you trying to trick me?" asked the man. Mu Dafu was shocked. Loong Fei had shocked him too much.

He thought that ___ was just protecting an illegitimate child.

Unexpectedly.

This kid was completely different!

Mu Yun's face was filled with excitement as he shouted, "Boss is mighty! Boss is domineering! Hahaha! The people of Training Institute, shout again!"

"What does your Eight Explosion Fist count as?"

"My boss' Nine Explosive Fist is the most powerful!"

"Hahaha!"

Mu Yun was venting his anger.

All the disciples of Training Institute had ugly expressions on their faces. Each and every one of them wished they could tear Loong Fei apart.

As soon as Mu Wufeng finished his words, many eighth-grade Heavenly God disciples stepped forward and said, "Master, I'll deal with him."

"He's just a servant disciple, how can he be allowed to ascend to the heavens?"

"Master, let me do it. I'll definitely kill him."

Each and every one of them had a common enemy, and were filled with rage and indignation.

If they were crushed by a servant disciple, how could the disciples of Training Institute survive in the future?

They had lost a lot of face.

Mu Wufeng glanced at Loong Fei who was standing on the arena. He knew that Loong Fei wasn't a simple man.

Putting aside his realm, cultivating the Nine Explosive Fist was not simple. It must be some kind of powerful Cultivation Methods. When the power of this Cultivation Method was unleashed, even if it was a few realms higher, it would not be able to withstand it.

If he lost one match, he absolutely couldn't lose the second match. Otherwise, it would be too humiliating.

Therefore.

Mu Wufeng walked in front of Mu Yao and said, "Mu Yao, you go for this match."

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples who were far away from cultivating started to boil with excitement.

Who was Mu Yao?

The Goddess of eastern district was also the most powerful person in their Training Institute.

Especially the Eight Explosion Fist.

Elder had once said that he had never seen anyone who could cultivate the Eight Explosion Fist to the level of Mu Yao.

Moreover, her talent was very high.

To be able to reach the ninth level of the Heavenly God Realm at the age of eighteen, her future path of martial arts would definitely be limitless.

If she appeared, then she would definitely win.

"Senior Sister, kill him."

"Senior Sister, teach him a lesson and let him know how powerful our Training Institute is."

"Brat, just wait for your death."

Many of the surrounding disciples started discussing excitedly.

Mu Wufeng waited for Mu Yao's reply.

Mu Yao's eyes tightened. After a moment of silence, she said faintly, "Elder, if it is a competition of Eight Explosion Fist, I am not his match."

She had yet to cultivate the eighth explosive force.

Furthermore.

The reason she was able to cultivate to the seventh eruption was because of Loong Fei's guidance. If it wasn't for Loong Fei, the Eight Explosion Fist that she was cultivating right now would only be superficial.

Loong Fei could unleash the full power of the Eight Explosion Fist, but she couldn't.

If it was purely a competition of the Eight Explosion Fist's strength, she wouldn't have much of a chance of winning.

Mu Wufeng's face darkened, very displeased, and he said, "He's only a fifth-grade Heavenly God Cultivation Level, your Cultivation Level can completely crush him."

"Your Cultivation Level's strength is stronger than his, even if the Eight Explosion Fist's strength isn't enough, it's still enough to defeat him."

Mu Yao said, "If you use the strength of your realm, wouldn't that be violating the bet?"

She was thinking about the Eight Explosion Fist.

If she didn't use the Eight Explosion Fist or her Cultivation Level realm, then she had full confidence in defeating Loong Fei.

After all, Loong Fei was just a servant with low talent.

Mu Wufeng said, "It's no longer a matter of the bet. This is a matter of the Training Institute's reputation. The reason I want you to fight is to help the Training Institute regain its reputation. This will help you in the upcoming exam."

"Can you fight for the Training Institute?"

Mu Wufeng looked at Mu Yao.

At this moment.

Long Fei, who was on the stage, could roughly tell that Mu Wufeng wanted Mu Yao to fight. The corner of his mouth curled up and he smiled faintly, "What Training Institute? Can't even fight?"

These words had angered the entire Training Institute.

"Too arrogant."

"Damn, this kid doesn't put the Training Institute in his eyes at all."

"Hahaha, this is the first time the Training Institute has been humiliated like this, right?"

"He's really arrogant."

"Hahaha."0

Many of the disciples outside started laughing. This made the disciples of Training Institute feel even worse.

Mu Wufeng said in a deep voice, "Did you hear that? He has already sat on the neck of Training Institute and is taking a dump. Why aren't you going to fight?"

"If you don't fight, then the status of the disciples in the Training Institute will not be as high as the service disciples in the future."

Mu Yao clenched her fists and said, "Alright, I will fight!"

As soon as she finished speaking.

Mu Yao jumped into the air.

"Sou!"

She took a step onto the arena and stared coldly at Loong Fei.

The corner of Loong Fei's mouth curled up and he said with a smile, "The goddess of eastern district, hehe, she looks just average."

Mu Yao frowned.

Loong Fei said, "Don't be angry. Although I don't like you, my brother likes you. Be my brother's woman. I will teach you the Nine Explosive Fists!"

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