1202: C1202 Yue Xing Who Underestimates His Enemy

C1202 Yue Xing Who Underestimates His Enemy

The dried bones continued to attack Yue Xing while Wu Tie continued to use his spear to continuously destroy the dried bones. In the blink of an eye, countless broken bones had already appeared around Wu Tie. As Yue Xing crushed Mo Feiyu's attack, he revealed an expression of complacency. In his opinion, Mo Feiyu's attack was not enough to deal with him, after all, his strength was at the late stage of Nascent Infant Stage, so his attack was not even a threat to Yue Xing.1

"Hehe, old Meng, this disciple of yours isn't good. He even became complacent after falling into my disciple's trap." Qing Han looked at Mo Feiyu's match with a complacent expression.

"Where did you find this little monster? The Illusionary Array and the Killing Array are both so strong, and its strength isn't weak as well. Furthermore, its sword intent isn't worse than a sword fanatic's either, to be honest, I don't even understand what your disciple is training in." The person called Old Meng answered.

"He is cultivating immortality and not just in a single aspect. Although your disciple is also very strong, his battle awareness is too poor, right?"

"…"

The battle was still continuing. Mo Feiyu continued to attack Yue Xing with his dried up bones while Yue Xing continued to attack the dried up bones in a complacent manner. At this time, Yue Xing suddenly thrust his spear towards the void. Mo Feiyu was also shocked and hurriedly used his Thunder Sword to block.

"Mo Feiyu, Martial Uncle, just relying on this kind of attack is not possible. This kind of attack is unable to defeat me. Could it be that Mo Feiyu, Martial Uncle, was injured in the battle with the sword fanatic yesterday?" Yue Xing still had a complacent look on his face.

"It's true that I was injured, but that does not affect the display of my strength. Since Martial Nephew Yue Xing thinks that my formation cannot harm you, please take this blow."

Mo Feiyu smiled. With a thought, the shattered bones on the ground simultaneously flew up and surrounded Yue Xing. Without waiting for Yue Xing's reaction, the remaining bones once again restricted Yue Xing's movement.

"Disperse!"

When Yue Xing wanted to block it, he found that not only was he unable to move, he was also unable to use the Spiritual Energy within his body. This situation made him extremely afraid, and just as the attack was about to hit, the referee saved Yue Xing.

The referee's attack also represented the outcome of the match. However, Yue Xing still didn't understand what happened when he was defeated and why his Spiritual Energy had been restricted.

"Martial Uncle, how exactly did I lose?" Seeing that Mo Feiyu was about to leave, Yue Xing opened his mouth and asked with a puzzled expression.

Hearing Yue Xing's words, Mo Feiyu shook his head but didn't say anything.

"You lost to yourself. Even if you didn't see Mo Feiyu's fight with the sword fanatic, you should have heard of it already. Under these circumstances, you still dare to look down on your opponent. Go back to the confinement room and face the wall for three years." The person who answered Yue Xing was none other than his Grand Master, Elder Meng.

Hearing Boss Meng's voice, Yue Xing did not dare to say anything else. He hurriedly ran out of the arena, packed his things, and prepared to head to the Reflection Chamber.

Mo Feiyu left the arena. This time, he directly walked towards his shop. Before he even got close, he saw that there was already a long line in front of his shop.

"Little Senior Sister, how many customers have you brought me?" Lee Siqi would die from exhaustion if she saw that there were at least forty to fifty people lining up here.

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