Chapter 3908 Mu Yao Plays Battle

Although Mu Hai is not his strongest disciple, he can be regarded as one of his proud disciples, especially if he has practiced the Eight Explosion Fist to the eighth explosion level.

It can be said that she is the best besides Mu Yao, but...

He was knocked off the ring with one punch!

There were eight explosions on his body, but just like that, he was said to be another boxing technique.

This made Mu Wufeng very embarrassed.

Anger surged in his heart, he stared at Long Fei with heavy eyes, and his teeth were clenching.

Turning from anger to anger, his heart also trembled, "This kid's boxing style is indeed slightly different from the Babang Boxing, but it is roughly the same, and the foundation of the boxing technique is also the same. Why is there such a big difference in strength?"

"this……"

"Why is this?"

He was puzzled.

But now is not the time to think about these things. His disciple was knocked out by a handyman disciple. Where does this put his face?

Mu Wufeng immediately said in a deep voice, "Who is going?"

He couldn't help looking at Mu Yun.

Mu Yun is the best disciple who practiced Eight Explosion Fist.

and.

Her cultivation is the ninth rank of the gods, and she has a high chance of entering the southern district this year.

If she played, she would definitely win.

only.

Mu Yao's eyes kept looking at Long Fei on the ring, and she was also very puzzled in her heart, "Could it be...he has already practiced the Eight Explosion Fist."

"The power just now is perfectly displayed, and the power of one punch is stronger than that of one punch."

"Especially the eighth sound, it really erupted from the Sea of ​​Consciousness, he... definitely knows a different trick."

"What is it?"

Mu Yao wanted to know very much.

Mu Dafu was as shocked as her.

He was calm on the surface, but inside he was turned upside down.

He knew very well that Long Fei had just come to the Mu family, and the Eight Explosion Fist was created by the ancestors of the Mu family, and no one outside would know about it.

Mastered the Eight Explosive Fist in one day?

A completely different eight-bang punch.

Perfected the boxing method created by the ancestors to achieve the real eight-bang boxing.

"This kid..."

"Who the hell is it?"

"Old patriarch, you don't tell me the truth. What is his background? Is he really the illegitimate son of the young master outside?"

"Is this low talent?"

"Old patriarch, you are playing tricks on me." Mu Dafu was astonished, and Long Fei shocked him too much.

He thought it was just protecting an illegitimate child.

did not expect.

This kid is completely different!

Mu Yun looked excited and shouted: "The boss is mighty, the boss is domineering, hahaha...the people from the practice academy shout again."

"What is your Eight Explosion Fist?"

"My boss's Nine Explosion Fist is the best."

"Hahaha……"

Mu Yun vented fiercely.

The faces of many disciples in the training academy were ugly, and each of them wanted to tear Long Fei to pieces.

As soon as Mu Wufeng's words fell, many disciples of the eighth rank of the gods stepped forward and said, "Master, I'll take care of him."

"A mere handyman disciple can still make him go to heaven."

"Master, let me go, I will definitely kill him."

...

All of them share the same hatred and are filled with anger.

If they are crushed by a handyman disciple, how will they be the disciples of the practice academy in the future?

It's embarrassing.

Mu Wufeng glanced at Long Fei on the ring, he knew that Long Fei was not simple.

Regardless of realm, it is not easy to practice the Nine Explosion Fist. It must be a powerful technique. Even if the power of this technique bursts out, it cannot be resisted even if it is several realms higher.

If you lose one game, you must not lose the second game, otherwise it will be really embarrassing.

so.

Mu Wufeng walked up to Mu Yao, and said, "Mu Yao, you're up for this match."

As soon as the words fell, the disciples who practiced far away were all excited.

Who is Mu Yao?

The goddess of the Eastern District is also the most powerful person in their practice academy.

Especially the Eight Explosion Fist.

The elder once said that he has never seen a person who can practice the Eight Explosion Fist to Mu Yao's level.

And she's very talented.

At the age of eighteen, one can reach the ninth rank of the gods, and the future martial arts will definitely be limitless.

If she plays, she wins.

"Senior sister, kill him."

"Senior Sister, give him some flair and let him know how powerful our training academy is."

"Boy, you just wait to die."

...

Many disciples around excitedly discussed.

Mu Wufeng waited for Mu Yao's reply.

Mu Yao's eyes tightened, she was silent for a moment, and said lightly, "Elder, if it's a competition of Eight Explosion Fist, I'm not his opponent."

She hasn't cultivated the power of the eighth explosion yet.

and.

It was also because of Long Fei's guidance that she was able to cultivate to the seventh explosion. If it wasn't for Long Fei, the Eight Explosion Fist she is practicing now is just superficial.

Long Fei could unleash the full power of the Eight Explosion Fist, but she couldn't.

If it's purely about the strength of the Eight Explosion Fist, she has little chance of winning.

Mu Wufeng's face darkened, he was very displeased, and said: "He is only at the fifth stage of the gods, and your cultivation can completely crush him."

"Your cultivation base is stronger than him, even if the strength of the Eight Explosion Fist is not enough, it is enough to defeat him."

Mu Yao said: "If you use the power of the realm, won't you break the bet?"

What she was thinking about was the eight-explosive fist fight.

If she doesn't use the Eight Explosion Fist, or uses her cultivation level, then she has full confidence in defeating Long Fei.

After all, Long Fei is just a handyman with low talent.

Mu Wufeng said: "Now it's not a matter of betting, it's a matter of the training institute's face. I let you go to let you regain face for the training institute. This will also help you in the assessment in the near future."

"Can you play for the training academy?"

Mu Wufeng looked at Mu Yao.

At this moment.

Long Fei in the arena roughly saw that Mu Wufeng wanted Mu Yao to fight, he twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled faintly, and said, "What training school, is there no one who can fight?"

This sentence directly angered the entire practice academy.

"Too arrogant."

"Damn it, this kid doesn't care about the practice academy at all."

"Hahaha...is this the first time the practice academy has been humiliated like this?"

"It's okay to be crazy."

"Hahaha……"

...

Many disciples outside laughed, which made the disciples in the practice academy feel even more uncomfortable.

Mu Wufeng said in a deep voice, "Did you hear that? He already rode up to the neck of the practice academy and shit on his neck. Are you still going to fight?"

"If you don't fight, then the status of the disciples in our practice academy will not be as high as that of the servant disciples."

Mu Yao clenched her fists heavily and said, "Okay, I'll fight!"

The voice fell.

Mu Yao jumped into the air.

"Whoosh!"

Stepping on the ring with one step, he stared at Long Fei coldly.

The corner of Long Fei's mouth curled slightly, and he said with a smile: "The goddess of the Eastern District, hehe... she is just average."

Mu Yao frowned.

Long Fei said: "Don't be angry, although I don't like you, but my brother likes you, as my brother's woman, I will teach you the Nine Explosion Fist!"