3967: C3967 Do You Know What Reality Is?

C3967 Do You Know What Reality Is?

Do you know what reality is?

Loong Fei stood behind Mu Yao and looked at Mu Yun who was on the stage.

Mu Yao was slightly shocked.

She did not know when Loong Fei was standing behind her.

However.

When she heard Loong Fei's words, a trace of disdain flowed out from the corner of her mouth, and she said coldly, "Would a service disciple be a match for Senior Brother Mu Feng?"

She used the word 'service disciple' to describe Mu Yun.

It was very obvious that Mu Yao did not even remember Mu Yun's name in her heart. She did not even have the qualifications to call out his name.

She was arrogant.

At least in eastern district, she was like a swan.

Loong Fei said, "Hehe."

"Your Eight Violent Fists can only be counted as seven and a half violent punches at most. The remaining half violent strength still hasn't come out. You thought you succeeded, but unfortunately, you didn't."

"You think you have a pretty good talent, but you are just an ordinary disciple in the Southern Region. Where can you go?"

"What kind of realm can you enter? Boundless? Or Hao Ran? Or stay in the Divine Moon Realm forever?"

"You think you are very capable, but in my eyes, the most valuable thing to you is your face. In my world, you are at most a vase."

"If my brother didn't like you, you wouldn't even be qualified to be a vase."

Loong Fei said unhurriedly.

Mu Yao's eyes were slightly angry and said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Loong Fei said, "I want you to see the truth clearly."

"Reality?"

Mu Yao's words were cold as she said, "What is reality? Reality is that I listen to your orders? The reality is that you want me to be with a service disciple?"

" This is reality? No, this is not reality. The reality is that a service disciple like him will die in the arena soon. The reality is that I have been cultivating day and night for three years just to enter the Southern Region! "

"Don't tell me about reality!"

She knew very well what she wanted.

What she was pursuing now was the highest level of the Martial Tao. What she wanted was to continuously break through and obtain greater strength. She wanted to enter the Southern Region, the Western Region, and finally the Northern Region, and she wanted to grasp the Power of Space of the Mu Family.

As for love?

She had never thought of it.

She would never look down. She would only look up.

The corner of Loong Fei's mouth curled up, and he said, "Looks like you still don't understand what I mean. There's no hurry. We'll talk after you finish watching this match."

"Senior Brother Mu Feng, cripple this service disciple."

"Senior Brother Mu Feng, kill him."

"Senior disciple Mu Feng is the strongest disciple in eastern district. I heard that his Cultivation Level has already reached the Fourth Stage of Mystic Moon. Not to mention the eastern district, even amongst the peers of the Southern Region, there were very few opponents who could match him. An ant-like servant disciple can probably kill him with a finger. "

"That's right. I really don't know who gave that servant disciple the courage to go on stage. Isn't he courting death?"

"He is that toad that likes Mu Yao and Senior Sister."

"Hahaha."

No matter in the eyes of the disciples or the Grand Elder, there was no suspense in this competition.

Because...

The difference was too great.

Mu Feng was a 100% disciple who had entered the Southern Region, but Mu Yun?

He was just a servant with a low talent.

Mu Yao coldly said, "Look, everyone is laughing at him. Everyone thinks that he will lose."

"His opponent is senior brother Mu Feng. What right does he have to win? What right does he have to win?"

"People should know their own limitations."

"What kind of person is he? Then what should he do?"

His words were filled with mockery.

Loong Fei smiled and said, "You are right. People should know their own limitations."

After that.

Loong Fei shouted at the ring, "Mu Yun."

Mu Yun looked at him.

Loong Fei raised a finger.

The corner of Mu Yun's mouth curled up. He smiled excitedly, revealing his white teeth.

He understood what Loong Fei meant.

Mu Yao did not quite understand, "What do you mean?"

Loong Fei said, "You will know soon."

On the stage.

Mu Feng's lips curled up, revealing a disdainful sneer. He said, "A useless worker like you is qualified to stand on the same arena as me?"

"Alright!"

" Today I will send you to hell first. Later, it will be that trash, Mu Fei. "

Before he finished speaking, Mu Feng's figure moved.

"An uproar!"

The Robe exploded, and his body moved like the wind. His fist moved, and a massive amount of Mystic Moon energy rushed out, slamming into Mu Yun's head.

It was very savage.

If this punch landed, ___'s head would definitely explode.

Mu Yun stood motionless on the spot, as if he hadn't realized what was going on.

"He looks like an idiot."

"He didn't react at all."

"What reaction can his Cultivation Level have?"

"He'll definitely die an ugly death."

"Hahaha!"

Mu Yao also could not help but say faintly, "This is the Eight Explosion Fist that you want me to see? I think it is the Immovable Fist. If you don't move, you will be beaten up."

Loong Fei did not say anything.

Because he knew Mu Yun's strength very well.

He wasn't as strong as Mu Feng in the Cultivation Level realm. If Mu Feng didn't fight in close combat, then he still had a chance of winning. But now, he was in close combat.

Then, he had no chance at all.

When his fist was still half a centimeter away from Mu Yun's forehead, Mu Yun moved.

Both fists moved at the same time.

His body emitted a kind of wild beast Aura.

A series of explosive sounds were heard from his joints.

He lowered his fists, opened his left and right hands, and slammed his fists into each other.

"Bang!"

"Rumble!"

"Rumble!"

"Rumble rumble rumble rumble!"

A series of explosions erupted.

Mu Feng's body suddenly stopped moving.

His whole body froze in front of Mu Yun. His fist was only a centimeter away from Mu Yun, and then it slowly fell down.

Then, on his left and right temples, Mu Yun's left and right fists were there.

Both of them protruded out.

His face was as pale as a thin sheet of paper.

Time seemed to have stopped for a moment. The entire square was dead silent. Everyone looked at the ring with their mouths wide open.

They were all stupid.0

What made them even more stupid was that Mu Feng's body suddenly trembled.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Eight explosive sounds were heard. Eight loud sounds were heard from eight different places in the silent square. It was like a clap of thunder in the silent square. It was extremely grating to the ears.

Every time the sound was heard, Mu Feng would spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Some of the disciples who had cultivated the Eight Explosive Fists cried out in fear, "This, this, this... Is this the Eight Explosive Fists?"

"Eight Explosive Fist?"

"The explosive sound is too intense, isn't it? I've never seen such a Eight Explosive Fist before."

At the moment of astonishment.

Another eight explosions rang out.

The eight spots on Mu Feng's body exploded once again.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

This time, even more people were shocked.

They were all scared silly.

Even Elder was dumbfounded.

One of the Elder said in astonishment, "Eight Explosions and Eight Explosions, is this the Sixteen Explosions Fist? This is terrifying!"

The other Elder stood up and looked at Mu Feng who was on the verge of collapse on the arena. He said, "This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The last explosive sound was heard, and Mu Feng's body was pushed back.

There was no Aura!

He was dead!

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