Mu Yun didn't even have time to prepare for this quick punch.
His abdomen was struck, and his body caved in. He retreated dozens of steps before falling to the ground. "Puchi."
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
"What a piece of trash. He vomited blood just like that?"
"He can't even take one punch."
"Hahaha …"
"A Miscellaneous Job Disciple is just a Miscellaneous Job Disciple. Not to mention his poor talent, even his physical body is so weak. Hahaha …"
Many people were laughing at him.
Mu Yun watched as Mu Yao walked past him. How he wished that Mu Yao could turn around and look at him. How he wished that she could say something for him.
As long as Mu Yao spoke, these people would definitely not make a move.
But …
No!
From start to finish, Mu Yao didn't turn around. She didn't care about what was happening around her.
She never wasted her time on unimportant people.
Even more so, he wouldn't bother with a servant disciple.
Mu Yun laughed bitterly in her heart. She's a high and mighty goddess. Why would she care about someone like me? Besides, she doesn't even know me. Why would she help me? "
"Muyun, ah, Muyun, you're really a toad lusting after swan meat."
"You're really daydreaming."
Zhang Xuan's heart sank.
Boom!
He abruptly stood up from the ground and said, "I've beaten and scolded. Is that enough?"
There was anger in his heart.
Moreover.
Although the goddess didn't save him, he still wanted to act tough in front of the goddess. At least he wouldn't look so embarrassing.
This was self-esteem.
"Yo ho!"
The leading disciple stepped forward and sneered, "You dare to talk to me like that, you lowly servant, you must be tired of living."
Mu Yun clenched her fists and said, "We're all Mu Jia's disciples, without us, can you cultivate so easily?"
"If you dare to attack again, don't blame me for retaliating."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The green card disciples were enraged.
A servant disciple actually wanted to fight back?
How could this be?
Wasn't this going to turn the world upside down?
What was the status of a janitor disciple? In the Mu Jia, they were lowly servants with no status to speak of. Moreover, the reason why they were handyman disciples was because their talent was too low. It was impossible for them to achieve anything in this life.
This kind of person would never be able to turn over a new leaf.
So what if he is a disciple of Mu Jia?
How dare you be so arrogant?
It was more like looking for abuse.
"Fight back?"
"Brat, you must be tired of living."
"A piece of trash like you dares to talk back to us?"
"Alright!"
"I will definitely teach you a good lesson today."
During the conversation.
Several Green Plaque Disciples surrounded them. The disciple in the lead shouted, "Let me do it!"
"Today, I will cripple him."
As he spoke, he punched out with his right fist and lowered his waist. Gathering his strength, he punched Mu Yun's chest. "Eight Explosion Fist!"
Bang!
A punch landed on Mu Yun's chest, but Mu Yun didn't dodge.
His chest felt like it was being torn apart, and his body was sent flying backwards. At the same time, eight sounds rang out from his body.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
"Boss is awesome!"
"Eight Explosion Fists, eight explosions."
"Boss has already grasped the essence of the Eight Burst Fist."
"Amazing!"
A few of the lackeys praised him.
To be able to produce eight echoes of the Eight Burst Fist, this fist technique was indeed quite good.
Even Mu Yao, who was not far away, came to a slight stop and turned her head to look at the Green Plaque Disciple.
The few lackeys immediately said, "Boss, Goddess Mu Yao is looking at you."
"Wow, could it be that Senior Sister Mu Yao has fallen in love with you?"
"Hahaha …" "Definitely."
"Boss is so mighty."
"Even Goddess Mu Yao looks at him in a different light."
"This year's Southern District's assessment will definitely have a spot for the boss."
All kinds of flattery flew out.
The disciple in the lead was also extremely pleased with himself, his tail was about to reach the sky.
The reason he cultivated the Eight Burst Fist was to attract Mu Yao's attention.
This was because he knew that Mu Yao had always been cultivating the Eight Burst Fist, and it was also because Mu Yao was present that he would use the Eight Burst Fist. Now, his goal had been achieved.
After finishing his morning work, Mu Yao would definitely look for him to discuss the Eight Burst Fist.
Thinking of this, he became even more pleased with himself.
The eight explosions just now were intense and looked very awesome.
However … The damage wasn't strong.
Mu Yun was the one who experienced it. At first, he thought that he would at least be heavily injured and fall to the ground, but he didn't. This caused his heart to tremble, "Is this Eight Burst Fist different from Boss's Eight Burst Fist?"
"Boss's Eight Burst Fist can take half of the Stone Wolf's life, but it doesn't hurt much when it hits me."
He was a little surprised.
He had been with Long Fei for the entire night yesterday, so he was very clear on how powerful Long Fei's Eight Burst Fist was. The green card disciple in front of him, Mu Shan, was on a completely different level from Long Fei.
Moreover.
Last night, Long Fei had also told him the cultivation method and details of the Eight Burst Fist.
Although he did not succeed in cultivating it, he felt that the Eight Burst Fist that he had mastered was stronger than Mu Shan's.
However …
Even if his strength wasn't strong, blood still flowed out of the corner of Mu Yun's mouth. He sneered and said: "Is that all you've got?"
Mu Shan's eyes darkened, and the muscles at the corner of his eyes twitched a few times. He stared at Mu Yun and said: "Do you want to die? Then I will raise the power of the Eight Burst Fist to the maximum. "
His voice was very loud.
He said it on purpose for Mu Yao to hear.
Many of the surrounding minions whispered, "Boss, Goddess Mu Yao is still looking at you."
"Boss, perform well."
"Hahaha … Boss, this punch will definitely kill this trash."
… ….
Mu Shan was very excited.
If he did not use his full strength in the previous punch, then he would definitely use all of his strength in this punch, because he wanted Mu Yao to not forget him.
This world was pursuing the highest realm.
The strong were respected and loved by others.
Women liked the strong.
As long as he could unleash the true power of the Eight Burst Fist, Mu Yao would definitely fall in love with him.
"Buzz!"
With a movement of his waist, power surged up.
He raised his right fist and dove down.
"Eight Burst Fist!"
A punch struck towards Mu Yun's chest.
Mu Yun stood in place, carefully recalling the details of the Eight Burst Fist that Long Fei had told him. Similarly, his horse stance sank, and his feet took root.
Strength came from the heart.
Circulating his entire body.
He raised his right fist and sank it!
Facing Mu Shan's fist, Mu Yun's eyes turned sinister. He punched forward and shouted, "Eight Burst Fist!"
Everyone trembled.
They never thought that Mu Yun would actually dare to retaliate, and that he would also use the Eight Burst Fist?
"Eight Burst Fist?"
"He must be a tortoise."
"Hahaha … A mere Odd Job Disciple doesn't even have the qualifications to cultivate the Eight Burst Fist. Even if he did, he wouldn't have the slightest bit of strength."
"Just by looking at him, you can tell that he doesn't have the slightest bit of strength."
… ….
Many people around started to laugh.
Mu Shan's face was filled with disdain and disdain.
At this moment.
The two fists collided.
"Bam!"
A rumbling sound of power colliding rang out.
Mu Yun's arm bent slightly, his body sank, and he continuously retreated, as if his entire arm was crippled.
"Trash is trash."
"A Odd Job Disciple should have the awareness of a Odd Job Disciple."
"Acting cool in front of our boss? You're still far from it. "
Everyone laughed when they saw Mu Yun retreating.
However …
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