Landing in the Fantastic World

"It's just that it's hard to stop for a while."    

The corner of Zhao Yan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of a victorious smile. He said, "I really didn't expect that these few geniuses from large sects would be so vulnerable."    

Such unpleasant words, not to mention Gu Ming, Nangong Yunfei, and the other people involved, even Holy Emperor Cang Yu frowned.    

They had come with good intentions to help, not to be humiliated here.    

Seeing Holy Emperor Cang Yu's appearance, Zhao Feihong's heart tightened. He hurriedly apologized, "My son has always been tongue-tied since he was young. Please don't blame me. I, Zhao Feihong, am here to compensate everyone."    

"Humph! It's fine if you want to compensate me or not!"    

Holy Emperor Cang Yu snorted coldly and said, "Since Young Master Ling likes to compete so much, we'll send another person over."    

Then he turned his gaze to Zhao Yan and said coldly, "The four of you can join forces. If you can defeat him, I will personally take you as my disciple."    

"Is that true?"    

Zhao Feihong's eyes lit up. Holy Emperor Cang Yu was a highly respected senior in the cultivation world, and his cultivation was unfathomable.    

In all these years, he had only taken in three disciples. If his son could become Holy Emperor Cang Yu's disciple, his future would be limitless.    

Holy Emperor Cang Yu said indifferently, "When have I ever lied?"    

"Even four against four of you have lost, yet you still want to fight against four? Aren't you looking down on me?"    

Zhao Yan said with some contempt, "Unless you personally fight Senior Cang Yu, otherwise, you won't have any chance of winning."    

"Of course, I won't attack. The one who attacked is one of the eight of them."    

After saying that, Holy Emperor Cang Yu turned his eyes to Mu Yu and the other eight men.    

Gu Ming, Nangong Yunfei, and the other three who had just participated in the battle lowered their heads, not daring to look at Holy Emperor Cang Yu.    

Only Fierce Son of God proudly stepped out of the group.    

If there was anyone among them who could defeat Zhao Yan and the other three by himself, it would be him.    

"Mu Yu, you go and exchange blows with them."    

However, Fierce Son of God never expected that Holy Emperor Cang Yu would choose Mu Yu instead of him.    

"Senior Cang Yu, why not me?"    

Fierce Son of God was very unconvinced. Could it be that in Holy Emperor Cang Yu's eyes, he couldn't compare to Mu Yu?    

Indeed, he had lost to Mu Yu in the Prodigy Tournament.    

However, everyone knew what kind of method Mu Yu used to defeat him.    

Furthermore, he had successfully refined four drops of dragon blood in Nine Dragons's Heavenly Tower. Whether it was the strength of his body or his cultivation base, he had obtained a huge improvement.    

If he was allowed to fight Mu Yu again, he was confident that he could defeat Mu Yu within three moves.    

"You... still need a little more."    

Holy Emperor Cang Yu didn't even look at him, he said in an indifferent tone.    

He had seen Mu Yu's strength before, so he didn't believe the rumors.    

"I'm not too interested in the test. Senior Cang Yu should look for someone else."    

Mu Yu didn't expect Holy Emperor Cang Yu to ask him to fight. After a slight daze, he directly refused.    

He had yet to recover from his serious injuries, so he wouldn't fight if he could.    

He actually rejected the offer?    

Everyone was stunned. A junior actually dared to reject a senior like Holy Emperor Cang Yu.    

"Not interested? Hehe, I think you are afraid. You have really embarrassed us!" Fierce Son of God said with a sneer.    

Although Holy Emperor Cang Yu's cultivation base was very high, his judgment of people was really poor. He didn't want to choose, yet he chose someone who didn't have the ability or the courage to do so.    

"It's not up to you whether you want to make a move or not!"    

After Zhao Yan shouted coldly, he unleashed his energy like a fierce tiger. His five fingers turned into claws as he attacked Mu Yu.    

He did not want to let go of the opportunity to become Holy Emperor Cang Yu's disciple so easily.    

Although Mu Yu refused, he still attacked Mu Yu at the first possible moment.