"You still dare to quibble?"
"See if I don't smash your mouth!" Mu Wu Feng took a step forward, and was about to attack Long Fei.
Seeing that, Mu Dafu could only go up and block in front of Long Fei, and said: "Elder Wu Feng, there must be a mistake."
"It must be a misunderstanding. Please investigate clearly, Elder Wu Feng."
He had to protect Long Fei.
This was his mission.
Even if he died, he had to protect Long Fei's life.
Mu Wu Feng was at the first stage of the Divine Moon Realm. If he were to make a move, Long Fei would definitely not be able to withstand it.
Mu Wu Feng was furious, he stared at Mu Dafu and shouted, "Try to stop me again, do you believe that I won't take your dog life?"
While they were talking …
Mu Wu Feng kicked Mu Dafu.
Mu Dafu did not dodge.
After receiving the heavy kick, he was also kicked to the ground and did not get up. He said: "Elder Wu Feng, even if the two of them are in the wrong, they are still under the Law Enforcement Hall's law enforcement."
When Long Fei saw Mu Dafu kneeling on the ground, he became even more unhappy. He rushed forward and said with a heavy voice: "Since you said that our cultivation technique was secretly learned from you, then fine!"
"Let's compete!"
"Let's see who's secretly learning who!"
As soon as he finished.
Mu Dafu's eyes tensed up, and anxiously said: "Elder Wu Feng, this child doesn't understand, please don't take it seriously."
Mu Wu Feng laughed coldly, stared at Long Fei and said: "Brat, you said it yourself. Since it's a competition, then add another condition."
"Life and death are up to the heavens!"
Mu Yun's face darkened, he immediately pulled Long Fei back, and shook his head: "Boss, don't compete."
Mu Dafu was also slightly nervous, and said: "Bastard, this is the Training Academy, it's actually a place for you to behave atrociously, hurry up and apologize to me."
What did it mean to leave life and death to the heavens?
It meant that someone would die on the competition grounds.
Moreover.
Long Fei was only at the middle stage of the Heavenly God Realm, and the cultivation of the disciples of the Training Academy were all above his.
Long Fei was dead!
However, Mu Wufeng did not give Long Fei the chance to regret his decision. With a cold snort, he said, "Brat, either we compete according to what you said, or … leave your hands behind today."
Long Fei said, "Let's compete then. Whoever doesn't compete is a grandson."
"Alright!"
"Enter the arena." Mu Wufeng snorted. He glanced at Long Fei and thought to himself, "You dog, a mere mid-stage Heavenly God dares to behave atrociously in front of me? I'll take your dog life later!"
Many of the disciples in the cultivation courtyard were also excited.
"Brat, you're dead!"
"Behaving atrociously in our territory? If I can get you out of here alive, I'll write my name backwards. "
"A janitor disciple dares to be so arrogant?"
"Courting death."
…
The disciples of the Cultivation Courtyard began to walk towards the arena.
Mu Yun's face darkened as he said, "Boss, their cultivation is several realms higher than ours. How can we compete? Furthermore, they might not compete with you in the Eight Burst Fist."
Mu Dafu looked at Long Fei and exhaled lightly. Since things had come to this, it was already impossible for him to reverse the situation. He patted Long Fei's shoulder and said, "Protect your life on the stage. Remember, life is everything."
He also thought that Long Fei could not win.
After all, Long Fei's cultivation realm was too high. The difference in cultivation realm was too great. How could he win?
If it was yesterday, Long Fei might not be able to win.
However.
With the power of inscriptions in hand, Long Fei's strength could increase by several times.
Needless to say, there should be no one below the Mystic Moon Realm who could match him.
In the entire Cultivation Courtyard, other than Mu Wufeng, the other disciples were all in the Heavenly God Realm.
Long Fei lightly said, "Don't worry, I can protect myself."
"Brat."
"Get the hell up here."
On the stage, a Seventh Grade Heavenly God Realm disciple clamored.
Mu Dafu's eyes darkened, "Seventh Grade Heavenly God Realm."
"Brat, you …"
Without waiting for him to finish, Long Fei had already walked out.
Mu Wufeng lightly said, "Mu Hai, let him see what the Eight Burst Fist is."
As he spoke, he raised his head slightly.
On the stage, Mu Hai understood tacitly. He looked at Long Fei and sneered, "Brat, quickly come up and experience my Eight Burst Fist."
Long Fei walked up the stage.
In an instant.
All the disciples of the Cultivation Courtyard were shouting.
"Kill him."
"Kill him."
"Kill him."
"Let's see if he still dares to be arrogant."
… …
The noise was too loud, attracting many people outside to watch.
Among them.
Mu Yuanan was one of them.
He looked at Long Fei on the stage, and his expression changed slightly. "It's him?"
He was quite shocked in his heart.
"Everyone quickly come and see, a service disciple is challenging a disciple of the Cultivation Courtyard."
"Everyone quickly come and see."
"A service disciple is challenging a green token disciple of the Cultivation Courtyard? Which service disciple is so crazy? Is his head filled with water, or was he kicked by a donkey? "
"This service disciple is afraid of death, right?"
"He should be tired of living."
… …
This was the first time a white token service disciple challenged a green token disciple in the Eastern District. After this news spread, half of the people in the Eastern District knew about it.
People rushed to the Cultivation Courtyard like a tide.
There were even many people who started gambling.
On the stage.
Mu Hai revealed a disdainful smile and said, "Brat, do you want me to explain to you what the Eight Burst Fist is?"
Long Fei laughed, "Yours is the Eight Burst Fist, mine is the Nine Burst Fist, I can explain to you what the Nine Burst Fist is."
Mu Hai's eyes turned sinister as he shouted, "Courting death."
Before he could finish.
His body was like a taut bow as he suddenly attacked.
His speed could be said to be at the peak of the Seventh Grade Heavenly God Realm.
In almost half a breath's time, he arrived in front of Long Fei. His right fist moved and he roared, "Eight Burst Fist!"
The wind from the fist rumbled.
This punch was clearly much stronger than Mu Shan's.
Even Mu Yao, who was in the crowd, started to watch seriously.
However …
The corner of Long Fei's mouth curled up slightly. He took a step forward and suddenly retreated three steps.
"Buzz!"
His fist missed. Mu Hai sneered, "Escape? Do you think you can escape? "
After missing his punch, he turned around and attacked again.
However …
The moment Long Fei landed on the ground, his body sank, and he directly rushed forward. The corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile, "Nine Burst Fist!"
A sneer hung on Mu Hai's face, and said: "Die, Eight Burst Fist!"
The two fists collided.
The power instantly exploded.
Long Fei took half a step back.
As for Mu Hai, he flew out of the stage and landed ten meters away.
"Bam!"
After falling to the ground, he was enraged. He stood up from the ground and was about to rush up the stage again.
However …
Long Fei raised a finger at him and shook it lightly, saying, "You're too weak."
As soon as he finished.
"Explode!"
"Bang, bang, bang, bang …"
Eight consecutive explosions sounded out from Mu Hai's body, and with each explosion, a stream of blood spurted out. Standing on the spot, he became a bloody man.
Long Fei stared at Mu Wu Feng and laughed lightly: "Do you know what the Nine Burst Fist is? The first explosion is a dog eating shit, and the other eight explosions are about the same. "
"Did you see it clearly?"
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