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Chapter 832

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However, Nangong Mu didn't say anything at all. He didn't even say a word. He just stood there quietly.

"Erm … Nangong Mu, aren't you going to introduce him?" The Heaven Dao Pavilion disciple couldn't help but remind him.

After all, on such an occasion, an eye-catching introduction was sometimes equivalent to taking the first step to fame.

"Nangong Mu." Nangong Mu nodded after hearing the Heaven Dao Pavilion disciple's words. Then, he cupped his fists at Qiu Jingfeng formally.

"…"

"…"

Nangong Mu's actions were indeed polite. However, the surrounding disciples and Qiu Jingfeng, who was standing opposite Nangong Mu, were evidently speechless.

In fact, not only were the surrounding disciples and Bing Jingfeng speechless, but the Heaven Dao Pavilion disciple also didn't expect Nangong Mu to only say three words.

'Is that it?'

The Heaven Dao Pavilion disciple wanted to remind Nangong Mu again, but he swallowed his words because he could tell from Nangong Mu's expression that he wasn't going to continue.

"Heaven Dao Pavilion versus Nangong Nobles. The first round, Nangong Mu versus Qiu Jingfeng. Begin!" The Heaven Dao Pavilion disciple's voice was heard.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Jingfeng unsheathed the long and short swords on his back. One of them was red and the other was white.

However, as soon as Qiu Jingfeng drew his swords, a figure appeared in front of him. He was less than a step away from Nangong Mu, and his eyes were as calm as water.

"So fast!"

"He's one step ahead in terms of speed?"

The surrounding disciples were shocked. They were evidently surprised by Nangong Mu's attack and his speed.

Qiu Jingfeng was also surprised, and his expression changed slightly. After all, he thought that he should have the upper hand in terms of cultivation state.

However, despite being surprised, Qiu Jingfeng reacted quickly. He didn't choose to suppress Nangong Mu with the advantage of his cultivation realm. Instead, he took a step back cautiously and slashed down with his red sword, leaving a stream of light flickering with crimson flames in the air.

The red light flashed, and the surrounding air seemed to have been ignited.

There was indeed a fundamental difference between the strength of the Saint State and the Rebirth State. The Saint State represented the ultimate control over the Dao. Every single move of the Saint State was extremely powerful.

However, this streak of red light did not stop Nangong Mu from getting closer. Moreover, Nangong Mu did not even have the intention to dodge.

He charged directly at the scarlet flowing light.

Boom! Nangong Mu's body broke through the flames in front of him and approached Qiu Jingfeng like a demon that charged out of the flames.

"How can he be so strong?!" Even though Qiu Jingfeng was mentally prepared, he still couldn't react to Nangong Mu's forcefulness.

After all, he was a Saint!

A Sage State expert was actually suppressed by a Rebirth State expert? Furthermore, his opponent didn't even try to dodge his attack. This was a little too much.

Qiu Jingfeng was furious.

However, he quickly suppressed his anger because he knew very well the meaning of this battle and his mission in this battle.

I can't lose!

At the very least, he could not lose to Nangong Mu!

"Open!" Qiu Jingfeng yelled. He stabilized his body, and a complicated silvery-white symbol appeared on his forehead. Following that, rings of violent silvery-white aura rose from the bottom of his feet with his body as the center. They wrapped around his body like chains.

Kacha Kacha! A series of cracking sounds were heard in the air at this moment, as if it was being crushed by the chilly wind and chilly air.

As for all of this …

Nangong Mu still had no intention of stopping.

He charged at Qiu Jingfeng again. He didn't even draw his sword. He simply threw a punch.

Boom! An explosion was heard.

Qiu Jingfeng's body flew backward rapidly as if he could not resist at all. He only managed to stop after taking ten steps back.

"What … What's going on?!"

"That punch just now!"

"Am I seeing things? His punch broke through Qiu Jingfeng's' Icy Wind Chain '?!"

The surrounding disciples widened their eyes because they clearly saw that Nangong Mu's punch did not receive any resistance at all.

To put it bluntly, the Ice Wind Chains around Qiu Jingfeng were like decorations in the face of Nangong Mu's punch. They were completely useless.

"Cough cough … What's going on?" Qiu Jingfeng was in disbelief because there was no light on Nangong Mu's fist.

It was a very ordinary punch.

However, such a punch had broken his Dao. If he had not reacted in time and blocked Nangong Mu's fist with his silver short sword at the last moment, he would have been pushed back more than ten steps.

However, Qiu Jingfeng's doubt was obviously not going to be answered because Nangong Mu had already charged at him at a faster speed.

"You're going too far!" Qiu Jingfeng was a Sage after all, so he naturally had some dignity. He could not take it anymore after failing consecutively.

Two longswords, one long and one short, danced around his body. Rings of silvery-white chains and rings of crimson flames appeared at the same time.

Wind could help fire, but wind could also form ice!

They were two completely different auras, but they could coexist for a short period of time with wind as a guide. Furthermore, they were extremely powerful.

However, Nangong Mu did not dodge.

Swoosh! When Nangong Mu was only two steps away from Qiu Jingfeng, his body was finally engulfed by the silver chains and crimson flames.

"Die!" Qiu Jingfeng naturally would not give up on such an opportunity. He leaped up and slashed down with his red sword.

However, just as his sword was about to reach the top of Nangong Mu's head, a hand reached out from the silver-white chains and crimson flames and grabbed his wrist that was holding the red sword.

Then, Qiu Jingfeng felt a strong force coming from his hand, followed by a piercing pain.

That was not the end.

At the same time he felt the pain, another fist rushed out of the silver-white chains and the crimson flames, directly smashing towards his chest.

"Impossible!" Qiu Jingfeng's forehead was covered in sweat. However, he managed to make the calmest decision at the crucial moment and blocked his chest with his silver short sword again.

The terrifying force was like a raging river. Even though Qiu Jingfeng managed to block the fist at the last moment, he was still sent flying.

"Pfft …" Qiu Jingfeng spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground. His right wrist was twisted, and his red sword fell to the side.

"Senior Brother Jingfeng is at a disadvantage?!"

"What's going on? When did Nangong Mu become so powerful? "

"It feels like Yan Qing's fighting style. However, Nangong Mu doesn't have the Indestructible Body, right? How did this happen?! "

The Heaven Dao Pavilion disciples were shocked when they saw the pale-faced Qiu Jingfeng spitting out a mouthful of blood.

After all, they had some impression of Nangong Mu's battle in the Heaven Dao Pavilion a few months ago. It was definitely not as exaggerated as this.

It could even be said that the difference between Heaven and Earth was huge.

"There's something strange about this Nangong Mu!" Mu Qingfeng furrowed his brows as he stared at Nangong Mu. Evidently, he was extremely surprised.

"It feels like Nangong Mu is restraining Jingfeng!" One of the elders standing behind Mu Qingfeng nodded his head.

"It's not just restrained. Jingfeng's' Icy Wind Chains' seem to be avoiding Nangong Mu on purpose. How strange!" said another elder.

"In just a few months … What exactly happened to Nangong Mu?" Mu Qingfeng did not continue the discussion with the two elders. However, he frowned even more.

Meanwhile, in the Shadow Sect …

Yan Qing's eyes lit up at this moment.

"Nangong Mu has become so powerful after not seeing him for a few months!" Yan Qing rarely took the initiative to speak. However, at this moment, he could not hide the excitement on his face.

"Can you defeat him?" Wu Yuer's eyebrows slightly tightened. Then, she turned to look at Yan Qing and asked.

"I can't." Yan Qing shook his head.

"Eh? I thought you would say that you don't know? You actually took the initiative to admit defeat. I remember that you have never admitted defeat before. "Wu Yuer let out a soft sound of surprise. She was obviously a little surprised by Yan Qing's frankness.

"No, I've already lost once. I lost to Fang Zhengzhi. The current Nangong Mu … should be stronger than Fang Zhengzhi back then!"

"Stronger than Fang Zhengzhi?" Wu Yuer's body trembled slightly as a complicated look flashed across her jet-black eyes. However, she quickly regained her composure.

However, when she looked at Nangong Mu again, she looked more serious. That was because she knew very well that if Heaven Dao Pavilion lost, the Shadow Sect would have a 50% chance of going up against the Nangong Nobles in the second round of the Martial Arts Competition.

"Nangong Mu?" Dao Hun muttered and looked at Yan Xiu, who was standing behind Dao Xin.

Dao Xin, on the other hand, gently played with the hair on her shoulder. She seemed to be a little surprised as well, but she did not say anything.

As for Ling Yun Tower …

She was relatively calm.

At least, Qian Yu did not look too serious. Instead, there was a hint of gratification in her eyes. It was as if she did not think too much.

Meanwhile, the surrounding disciples widened their eyes and looked at Nangong Mu and Qiu Jingfeng. They could not believe their eyes.

"Qiu Jingfeng is injured?!"

"I can't believe Nangong Mu is so powerful!"

"This is unbelievable. Qiu Jingfeng is a Sage, yet Nangong Mu managed to suppress him so easily. Isn't this too exaggerated?"

"Yes, it makes sense that Yan Xiu and Ping Yang's opponents are at Rebirth State. However, Nangong Mu's opponent is Qiu Jingfeng. This is unbelievable!"

The surrounding disciples really couldn't understand, but they all remembered a name in their hearts. That name was Nangong Mu.

"You're at Sage State?" Qiu Jingfeng could clearly hear the discussions around him, which caused his pale face to turn a little purple, and his breathing to become heavier.

Nangong Mu did not say anything. He stood quietly on the spot as if he did not hear Qiu Jingfeng's question. He merely took out his green and blue swords.

"Alright … Looks like I'm too naive!" Qiu Jingfeng did not ask any further because Nangong Mu's attitude had clearly answered his question.

Without waiting any longer, he quickly lowered his body and pressed his right wrist to the ground. Then, he twisted it forward forcefully.

"Kacha!"

Qiu Jingfeng frowned. It was obvious that he was in a lot of pain from this forceful bone-setting technique. However, he did not make a sound.

The moment his wrist was reconnected, he moved his right hand and the red sword on the ground was sucked into his hand by a strong suction force.

"Alright, come on!" Qiu Jingfeng held his sword in his right hand again and stood up slowly. His eyes shone with determination.

Nangong Mu nodded gently at this moment. He unfolded the Green and Blue Dual Blade in his hands and a green and blue radiance lit up on the tip of the blade.

However, the radiance disappeared very quickly.

Just as the blue and green lights disappeared, a snow-white light that was as white as snow also lit up. It was sparkling and translucent like jade, and it was filled with a powerful chill.

However, for some reason, the chill did not give off a cold or murderous aura. It was very natural, as if this was a land of ice and snow.

Snowflakes fell from the sky. They danced and rotated in the air, covering the entire sky above Heaven's Peak.

"Nangong Mu … Oh no, Jingfeng, dodge!" Mu Qingfeng raised his head slightly and looked at the sky. Then, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted at Qiu Jingfeng.

However, it seemed like it was too late, because Nangong Mu had already made his move. With a light tap of his foot, he disappeared on the spot. In the next moment, Nangong Mu appeared in front of Qiu Jingfeng, and the sword in his hand was less than an inch away from Qiu Jingfeng's chest.

His speed was so exaggerated that it could no longer be described as fast.

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