3906: C3906 You're too Weak

C3906 You're too Weak

You're too weak.

"You still dare to quibble?"

"Watch me break your mouth!" Mu Wufeng took a step forward and was about to attack Loong Fei.

Mu Dafu saw this and could only block in front of Loong Fei. He said, "Elder of Wu Feng, there must be a mistake."

"It must be a misunderstanding. I hope Elder of Wufeng can investigate it."

He had to protect Loong Fei.

This was his mission.

Even if he had to die, he had to protect Loong Fei's life.

Mu Wufeng was a First Grade Mystic Moon, if he attacked, Loong Fei would not be able to withstand it.

Mu Wufeng was furious, and he stared at Mu Dafu as he shouted, "Try to stop me again, do you believe that I won't take your dog life?"

As he spoke.

Mu Wufeng kicked at Mu Dafu.

Mu Dafu didn't dodge.

After being kicked hard, he fell to his knees and did not get up. He said, "Elder of Wufeng, even if they are in the wrong, they are still under the law of Law Enforcement Hall."

Loong Fei saw Mu Dafu kneeling on the ground and felt even more unhappy. He rushed forward and said with a loud voice, "Since you said that our Cultivation Method was stolen from you, good!"

"Let's have a competition!"

" Let's see who stole it and who learned it from! "

With that,

Mu Dafu's eyes tightened, and he urgently said, "Wu Feng Elder, this child is not sensible. You must not take it seriously."

Mu Wufeng smiled coldly and stared at Loong Fei. He said, "Kid, you said it yourself. Since it is a competition, then add another prerequisite."

"Life and death will be decided by the heavens!"

Mu Yun's expression changed. He immediately pulled Loong Fei back and shook his head. "Boss, don't compete."

Mu Dafu was also slightly nervous. He said, "Bastard, this is the Training Institute. In fact, this is the place where you behave atrociously. Hurry up and compensate me."

What did life and death mean?

It meant that someone would die in the arena.

Furthermore.

Loong Fei was only at the Mid Heavenly God Realm, and the Cultivation Level of the disciples of Training Institute was above his. Their cultivation realms were completely different, and there was only one outcome for the competition.

Loong Fei was dead!

Mu Wufeng didn't give Loong Fei the chance to renege on his words. He said coldly, "Kid, either we fight according to what you said, or you two stay behind today."

Loong Fei said, "Let's fight. Whoever wants to fight, who wants to fight, who wants to fight, who wants to fight, who wants to fight, who wants to fight, who wants to fight, who wants to fight, who wants to fight, who wants to fight, who wants to fight?"

"Alright!"

"Go to the ring." Mu Wufeng said in a deep voice and glanced at Loong Fei. He thought to himself, "You son of a b * tch. How dare a mere intermediate Heavenly God behave atrociously in front of me? I'll kill you later!"

The disciples of Training Institute were also excited.

"Kid, you're dead meat!"

"You dare to behave atrociously in our territory? If I can get you out of here alive today, I'll write my name backwards."

"A service disciple dares to be so arrogant?"

"You're courting death."

The disciples of Training Institute started walking towards the arena.

Mu Yun's face darkened, and he said, "Boss, their Cultivation Level is a few realms higher than ours, how can we compete with them? Moreover, they might not be able to compete with you in the Eight Explosion Fist."

Mu Dafu looked at Loong Fei and let out a breath. It was already impossible for him to save the situation now. He patted Loong Fei's shoulder and said, "Protect your own life in the arena. Remember that your life is everything."

He also thought that Loong Fei could not win.

After all, Loong Fei's realm was right there. The difference in level was too great. How could he win?

If it was yesterday, perhaps Loong Fei really wouldn't be able to win.

However.

With the power of inscription in hand, Loong Fei's strength could be increased by several times.

Without saying much, there should be no opponents under the Divine Moon Realm.

In the entire Training Institute, other than Mu Wufeng, the other disciples were all at the Heavenly God Realm.

Loong Fei said faintly, "Don't worry, I can protect myself."

"Kid."

"Get your ass up here."

On the arena, a seventh-grade Heavenly God disciple clamored.

Mu Dafu's eyes darkened, and he said, "Seventh-grade Heavenly God."

"Kid, you..."

Before he could finish, Loong Fei had already walked out.

Mu Wufeng said faintly, "Mu Hai, let him see what the Eight Explosion Fist is."

As he spoke, his eyes slightly raised.

Mu Hai understood what Loong Fei meant. He looked at Loong Fei and said with a cold smile, "Kid, quickly come up and experience my Eight Explosion Fist."

Loong Fei walked onto the stage.

In an instant.

All the disciples of Training Institute were shouting.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!!"

"「 Kill him 」"

"Let's see if he still dares to be arrogant"

His voice was too loud, attracting the attention of many people outside.

Among them.

Mu Yuanan was one of them.

He looked at Loong Fei on the arena. His expression changed slightly, "It's him?"

He was quite shocked in his heart.

"Everyone, come and see! The service disciple is challenging the disciples of Training Institute!"

"Everyone, come and take a look!"

"The servant disciples are challenging the Green Card disciples of the Training Institute? Which servant disciple is this crazy? Was his brain fried or was he kicked by a donkey? "

" This janitor disciple must have gone crazy from fear of death, right? "

"He must be tired of living."

This was the first time a white servant disciple had challenged a green card disciple in the eastern district. After this news spread, half of the people in the eastern district knew about it.

People rushed towards the Training Institute like a tide.

Many people even started gambling.

On the arena.

Mu Hai revealed a disdainful smile and said, "Kid, do you want me to explain to you what the Eight Explosion Fist is?"

Loong Fei smiled and said, "yours is the Eight Explosion Fist, and mine is the Nine Fists Fist. I can explain to you what the Nine Fists Fist is."

Mu Hai's eyes turned ferocious as he shouted, "Courting death!"

His voice had yet to fade.

His body was like a taut bow as he suddenly attacked.

His speed could be said to have reached the limit of a seventh-grade Heavenly God.

In almost half a breath's time, he had arrived in front of Loong Fei. With a move of his right fist, he roared, "Eight Explosion Fist!"

The Astral Fist rumbled.

This punch was obviously much stronger than Mu Shan's.

Even Mu Yao, who was in the crowd, looked at it seriously.

However.

The corner of Loong Fei's mouth curled up slightly. He took a step forward and took three steps back.

"Weng!"2

When his punch missed, Mu Hai sneered, "Flee? Can you escape?"

After his punch missed, he turned around and attacked again.

However.

The moment Loong Fei landed on the ground, his body sank and he rushed forward. The corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile, "Nine Explosive Fists!"

A cold smile hung on Mu Hai's face as he said, "Die now, Eight Explosion Fist!"

Both fists collided.

The force instantly exploded.

Loong Fei took half a step back.

Meanwhile, Mu Hai flew out of the arena and landed ten meters away.

"Bang!"

After falling onto the ground and eating sh * t, his fury soared to the sky. He slapped the ground and was about to charge into the arena again.

However.

Loong Fei raised a finger at him and shook it gently. He said, "You are too weak."

As soon as he finished speaking.

"Explode!"

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

Eight continuous, uniform explosive sounds were heard from Mu Hai's body. Moreover, each sound was accompanied by a stream of fresh blood spurting out. Eight explosive sounds were heard as Mu Hai stood on the spot, directly turning into a bloody person.

Loong Fei stared at Mu Wufeng and said with a faint smile, "Do you know what the Nine Explosive Fist is? The first explosive sound is dog shit eating. The other eight explosive sounds are more or less the same."

"Did you see it clearly?"

" Do you want me to teach you? "

Being humiliated like this, Mu Wufeng was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head.

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