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Long Fei stood behind Muyao, and the eyes eyes looked at the ad on the arena.
Mu Yao was slightly surprised.
She didn’t know when Long Fei stood behind her.
but.
When she listened to Long Fei, she spoke a little bit of disdain, and coldly said: “A miscellaneous discipe will be an opponent of Mufeng Senior Brother?”
Use the ‘complexity’ to describe it directly.
Obviously, Muyao’s thoughts are not even remembered, even the name of her name is not.
She is proud.
At least in this eastern region, she is like a swan.
Long Fei said: “hehe ……”
“You can only count up to seven and a half violent fists, and the remaining half violent strength still does not come out. You think you have succeeded. What a pity does not.”
“You think that your natural talent is good, but… entering the Southern District is a normal discipline. Where can you go?”
“What kind of Realm can you enter? Promise? Or is it awkward? Or stay in God Moon Realm forever?”
“You think you are very capital, but in your eyes your most valuable thing is your face. In my world you are a vase at best.”
“If it wasn’t for my brother, I wouldn’t even be qualified as a vase.”
Long Fei said no hurry.
Mu Yao looked very angry and said: “What the hell are you going to say?”
Long Fei said: “I want you to see the reality.”
“reality?”
Muyao’s words are cold and cold: “What is reality? The reality is that I listen to your orders? The reality is to let me be with a handy discipline?”
“This is reality? No, this is not reality. The reality is that he will die on arena immediately. The reality is that I have been working hard in the past three years to enter the Southern District…”
“Don’t tell me anything realistic!”
She is very clear about what she wants.
She is now pursuing the martial arts to the highest, the need is continuous breakthrough, constantly obtain more formidable strength, she wants to enter the Southern District, the West District, and finally the North District, want to master the power of the Mu’s Space.
As for love?
She never thought about it.
She never looks down, she just looks up.
Long Fei has a hook on his mouth and said: “It looks like you still don’t understand what I mean, don’t worry, wait until you finish watching this.”
……
“Mufeng Senior Brother, scrapped this miscellaneous discipline.”
“Mufeng Senior Brother, kill him.”
“Mufeng Senior Brother is the discipline of the East District Stopngest. His cultivation base has heard that it has reached the Fourth-Grade Realm, not to mention the Eastern District. Even among the Southern District’s peers, there are few opponent, an ant-like confidant discipline. A finger can be estimated to be instant kil him.”
“Isn’t it, I really don’t know who gave him the courage of the miscellaneous discipline. I dare to go on stage. Isn’t this a courting death?”
“He is the only toad, the toad that likes Muyao Senior Sister.”
“Ha Ha Ha…”
……
This contest is no suspense in the eyes of many disciplines or in the eyes of Great Elder.
because.
The gap is too big.
Mufeng is XcipX% into the Southern District’s discipline, and Mu? It’s just a natural talent low-level chores.
Muyao coldly, said: “You see, all the people are laughing at him, all people think he will lose.”
“His opponent is Mufeng Senior Brother. Why can he win, what wins he wins?”
“People must have self-knowledge.”
“What kind of person, what kind of thing should be done.”
The words are all mockery.
Long Fei smiled and said: “You are right, people must have self-knowledge.”
immediately.
Long Fei yelled at Arena, “Mu.”
Mu looked at him.
Long Fei cocked a finger.
A mouthful of a mouth, excited smile, revealing white teeth.
He understands the meaning of Long Fei.
Mu Yao didn’t quite understand, “What do you mean?”
Long Fei said: “You will know soon.”
……
On arena.
At the corner of Mufeng’s mouth, she was sneered and said: “A Waste servant is also on the same arena with me?”
“Row!”
“Send you to hell today, and wait for the Waste to fly.”
The words did not fall, Mu Feng’s figure moved.
“Oh!”
The robe violently rang, the figure was like the wind, the fist moved, and the thick Shenyue strength rushed out, and the fist hit the head.
Very savage.
In this boxing, the head must be blown up.
Mu stood still in the same place, as if there was no reaction.
“Like a fool.”
“There is no reaction at all.”
“What can his cultivation base react to?”
“Definitely ugly.”
“Ha Ha Ha…”
……
Muyao also faintly said: “This is the eight violent fist you want me to see? I don’t think it is a fist, it is not moving.”
Long Fei does not speak.
Because he knows the strength of Strength.
Cultivation base Realm He is not as good as Mu Feng, if Mu Feng does not fight close, then there is a chance of winning, but he is now close.
Then he has no chance at all.
Just when the fist was half a centimeter away from the brain, it was moved.
Double fists move together.
The body exudes a kind of aura of the beast.
A series of violent joints.
The double fists sank, the left and right open bows, the double fists collided, and the middle ruthlessly a bang.
“bang!”
“Rumble…”
“Rumble…”
“Rumble…”
A series of strength roars exploded.
And Mu Feng’s body stopped short.
The whole person was fixed in front of Mu, his fist was still poor and the office was divided, and then the fist slowly fell.
then……
On his left and right temples, he is the right and left fist.
Two kinds of bulging out.
Complexion pale as thin paper.
Time is like a static look, the dead silence in the entire square, everyone looking at arena, Zhang mouth.
All stupid.
What makes them even more stupid is…
Mu Feng’s body suddenly trembled.
“Hey, hey, hehe…”
Eight violent bangs, eight places, eight loud noises, like a thunder in a quiet square, extremely harsh.
Every time the storm rang, Mu Feng squirted A mouthful of blood.
Some cultivations have been horrified by the discipline of the eight violent fists. “This, this, this, is this eight punches?”
“Eight violent fists?”
“The sound of this explosion is too fierce? I have never seen such an eight-fist punch.”
Just in the moment of horror.
Another eight blasts exploded.
The eight places on Mufeng’s body rang again.
“Hey, hey, hehe…”
There are more people who are shocked.
All were scared.
Even Elder is awesome.
An Elder was shocked: “The eight storms are eight storms. Is this a sixteenth punch? This…this…terrifying!”
Another Elder stood up and looked at the crumbling Mufeng on Arena, saying: “This is impossible, absolutely impossible!”
The last murmur sounded, and Mu Feng body went back.
No aura!
died!
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