C26 A Single Stroke to Destroy the Enemy
C26 A Single Stroke to Destroy the Enemy
"Patriarch!"
At this moment, the members of the Zong Clan seated in the seats stood up and greeted respectfully.
"Alright, the time is right. Prepare to begin …" Mu Hui said lightly.
For men with Mu Family, this year's Martial Arts Competition will be different from usual, because the victors of the Martial Arts Competition will always represent their clan in participating in the annual gathering. This year's annual gathering will be different from usual, so all of you must work hard, and take out your best condition today to list the final names. "
"I declare that the clan's Martial Arts Competition has officially begun." Patriarch Mu Hui's voice reverberated around them. He was actually using his elemental energy, making everyone present hear him clearly.
"Boom boom!" The surroundings immediately resounded with the sound of gongs and drums. Following the sound of gongs and drums, the blood of the Mu Family men present were all ignited, and they all let out cries.
In accordance to the rules of the Martial Arts Competition, a note was picked from the queue, and then, the referee recorded it down, and those who had the same number of words would fight. The loser would also have a chance to challenge someone else, and the challenger would be able to replace the challenger.
"Big Brother Mu Yi, what number are you?" Mu Huan asked with a smile.
"Hehe, I think I'm number 2." Mu Yi said with a smile.
"Haha, mine is number 8."
"Mine is the 10th. Fortunately, we're not together, hur hur. Otherwise, I really wouldn't know what to do. " Mu Huan smiled.
"Each participant is placed in each of the four arenas." The referee said.
"Mu Huan and I are on the same stage. Little Mu Zi, we'll be leaving first. "Work hard."
"The same goes for all of you."
"Big Brother Lingfeng, you can do it!"
"Good luck."
When he arrived at Stage One, he found that the surrounding area was filled with Mu Family disciples. Everyone called out to the stage. Many of the youths looked at the handsome man on Stage 1, Mu Lingfeng, with a misty look in their eyes, continuously cheering for him, causing some of the men in Mu Family to light up from time to time.
Currently, standing on the stage was Boy, who was fifteen years old, with a skin that was slightly darker than a Body Tempering Sixth Phase. At this time, Boy was also feeling bitter and impatient in his heart, because in his first match, he had encountered the Realm's most powerful genius of the young generation: Mu Lingfeng.
"Since we are both from the Mu Family, you should just give up. You still have a chance to challenge someone else." Mu Lingfeng said lightly.
"Alright, I admit defeat." Boy said bitterly. The difference between him and others was like heaven and earth. They were on completely different levels.
"Kimura, admit defeat. Mu Lingfeng, victory." the referee shouted.
As the referee's voice fell, the crowd immediately burst into cheers. At this moment, Mu Lingfeng walked down from the stage and walked next to his grandfather, Mu Hui.
"Haha, Lingfeng, it's good that you're here now. You didn't even show much momentum before suppressing the other party …" Mu Hui said with a smile. In Mu Family, Mu Hui placed great importance on his own grandson, Lingfeng, and even nurtured him as the next Patriarch of Mu Family, Lingfeng, with great painstaking effort. Now that he saw that his grandson had also reached the Profound Yin Stage Realm, he also consoled himself.
Mu Yi thought about Mu Lingfeng's strength in the Mu Family's eyes that was deeply imprinted in their hearts. Some people did not even have the courage to fight, and it seemed that Mu Lingfeng was a difficult person to deal with.
"Second round, those who get number two will go up the ring." As the referee's voice fell, the surrounding people all looked around, wanting to see who would be next.
At this moment, a man in black clothing with a fierce gaze jumped onto the stage. In his hand, he held a longsword that was glowing with a cold light.
"Ah, so it's Mu Yilong, the grandson of the Great Elder."
"This Mu Yilong is a ruthless character, I heard that he has already reached the Ninth Stage of Body Forging."
"I wonder which unlucky fellow will be able to compare with this person."
When the people below the stage saw that it was Mu Yilong, they started to discuss among themselves. This time, they were going to watch the show.
"Great Elder, this grandson of yours is not bad, his Ninth Stage of Body Forging is already at 1." At this moment, Mu Hui was staring at Mu Yilong, who was standing on the stage.
"No, no, hehe, with the grandson of the family head, Feng really can't do it, right?" At this moment, the grand elder waved his hands and said modestly. However, his eyes revealed a trace of pride.
"Who's number two? If he doesn't come up, we'll call it giving up." The referee shouted in a low voice.
"He's here." Mu Yi, who was deep in thought, was also pulled back by the referee's words. At the same time, he shouted. Everyone around looked at Mu Yi, who was shouting, and instantly revealed a weird expression.
"It's him, he's not that Mu Yi, he's not a cripple?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? It seems like he can cultivate now and even beat Shentu Jie, who's at the Ninth Stage of Body Forging realm?"
"Are you for real?"
"It's fine if he doesn't believe it, but I don't know if he's that amazing or if Mu Yilong is that amazing."
Mu Yi was completely unaffected by the discussions around him. With a flash, his figure appeared and took a few steps in the air, gracefully standing next to the stage. This move also made Mu Yilong, who was on the stage, feel that Mu Yi was not simple. He also stopped looking down on him.
"Grand Elder, looks like your grandson is in trouble this time. Hehe." Mu Hui said with a hint of deep meaning. This kid is not simple. Mu Lingfeng, who was standing behind Mu Hui, slightly frowned. His grandfather rarely praised others, not less, but he was one of the few people that was worthy of Mu Hui's praise in Sky Blue City. This person called Mu Yi was actually praised by his grandfather? At this moment, Mu Lingfeng looked towards Mu Yi, who was standing on the stage with a calm expression.
"Oh? This is hard to say, I only found out about the competition in the end. Although my Sky Blue City has been rumored to have defeated Nangong Jie despite him surpassing cultivation realms, with a Body Tempering 8th Layer and a Ninth Stage of Body Forging, I still think highly of my grandson. " The beating elder said. The Great Elder did not believe that a body refining eighth level could reach Ninth Stage of Body Forging, and this Mu Yi could not cultivate before. Although he had only cultivated it in the past few months, his battle experience was not necessarily a match for Yi Long.
"You are very powerful … "Ugh …" However, you are not my opponent, so I will not lose to you. " Mu Yilong was obviously very confident, but his face was full of seriousness. In fact, he himself didn't have much of a chance of winning.
"Is that so? Whether or not they are opponents will be known only after the competition. " Mu Yi obviously didn't care much about it. He smiled and said in a friendly tone.
"Take out your sword. I hope you won't disappoint me." At this time, Mu Yilong waved the longsword in his hand towards Wu Tie.
"Brother, can you lend me your weapon for my use?" Mu Yi shouted to a man.
"Okay, okay." The man was stunned for a moment and immediately said, at the same time, he threw a silver long blade at Mu Yi.
"No way, he actually came without a weapon. This is too ridiculous."
"However, his strength isn't something to be trifled with even if he were to be put there."
At this moment, the people around the arena were discussing amongst themselves.
"Come on, make your move." Mu Yi said as he took the long knife.
Mu Yilong's face was filled with a cold smile as he looked at Mu Yi, who was a few feet away. Immediately, his feet violently landed on the ground. With a 'chi' sound, his body strangely split into many figures.
"Such a fast speed!" Seeing Mu Yilong disappear, a burst of cheers sounded out from below the stage.
After a short moment, his eyes turned slightly cold and a powerful whipping kick was sent flying behind him. "Bang!" The shadow of the kick brought about a series of afterimages in the air, at this moment, a figure strangely appeared and blocked Mu Yi's kick, then with an angry roar, the longsword swung its sword in the air, thrusting it at Mu Yi; Mu Yi immediately felt that his entire body was locked on by the longsword and could not be dodged at all. Helpless, Mu Yi retreated, waving his saber to create a circle to block the attack.
"Clang clang clang!" The clanging of the long blade and the longsword continued.
"Haaargh!" Seeing that Mu Yilong's sword had slowed down, Mu Yi's Big River roared as he used all his strength to swing the long sword from top to bottom.
"Dang!" Mu Yilong's longsword was jolted up by Mu Yi's long blade. Mu Yilong had a lot of strength, and felt the huge force coming from the sword. He quickly retracted the longsword and retreated a few steps back, then flipped over to the side.
In just a short exchange of moves, the formidable strength of these two people and their brilliant moves had deeply shocked the surrounding people.
"Amazing, this time Mu Yilong is going to meet an opponent." One of them said.
"Yeah, that Mu Yi seems stronger."
"Who do you think will win?"
"That's hard to say, but I feel that Mu Yi will have a higher chance of winning."
"I think it's Mu Yilong."
"Alright, stop guessing randomly, just watch and you'll know."
As he spoke, the two people began to fight again. The sabre in Mu Yi's hand was like flowing water, one move after another, not giving Mu Yilong a chance to breathe. In fact, if Mu Yi used his Ancient Sword Burying Spell skill, Mu Yilong would have already been solved, but this was a competition, and killing him would be a crime. Therefore, Mu Yi did not use the Ancient Sword Burying Spell's move. After all, this was the expert in Core Formation Stage, Mu Hui.
"Xiu!" A white silhouette appeared in front of Mu Yi in a flash.
Mu Yi had long since locked onto the opponent's movement. At this time, the longsword struck towards Mu Yi's head at a lightning fast speed. At this moment, Mu Yi pulled towards Mu Yi's right hand. It stood horizontally above his head, and in an instant, completely stopped the longsword's slash.