Chapter 3968 Do You Know What Reality Is?

Long Fei stood behind Mu Yao, looking at Mu Yun on the ring.

Mu Yao was slightly startled.

She didn't know when Long Fei stood behind her.

but.

When she listened to Long Fei's words, a trace of disdain flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she said coldly: "Will a handyman disciple be the opponent of Senior Brother Mu Feng?"

Directly use 'handyman disciple' to describe Mu Yun.

Obviously, Mu Yao doesn't even remember Mu Yun's name in her heart, and she doesn't even have the qualifications to be called out by her name.

She is proud.

At least in this East District, she is like a swan.

Long Fei said: "Hehe..."

"Your eight violent punches just now can only be counted as seven and a half violent punches at most, and the remaining half violent power still hasn't come out. You thought you succeeded, but unfortunately you didn't."

"You think you have a good talent, but... you are just an ordinary disciple when you enter the Southern District. Where can you go?"

"What kind of realm can you enter? Wuji? Or Haoran? Or stay in the Shenyue realm forever?"

"You think you have capital, but in my eyes your most valuable thing is your face, in my world you are at best a vase."

"If my brother hadn't taken a fancy to you, you wouldn't even be qualified to be a vase."

Long Fei said calmly.

Mu Yao's eyes were slightly angry, and she said, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Long Fei said: "I want you to see the reality clearly."

"Reality?"

Mu Yao said coldly, "What is the reality? The reality is that I obey your orders? The reality is that you want me to be with a handyman disciple?"

"Is this the reality? No, it's not the reality. The reality is that he, a handyman disciple, will die in the ring soon. The reality is that I have been working hard day and night for three years just to enter the Southern District..."

"Don't mention the reality to me!"

She knows exactly what she wants.

What she is pursuing now is the supremacy of martial arts, and what she wants is to constantly break through and gain more powerful power. She wants to enter the South District, West District, and finally the North District, and wants to master the space power of the Mu family.

As for love?

She never thought about it.

She never looks down, she only looks up.

The corner of Long Fei's mouth twitched, and said: "It seems that you still don't understand what I mean, don't worry, we'll talk about it after you finish watching this scene."

...

"Senior brother Mu Feng, abolish this handyman disciple."

"Senior Brother Mu Feng, kill him."

"Senior Brother Mu Feng is the strongest disciple in the Eastern District. It is said that his cultivation has reached the fourth grade of Shenyue. Not to mention the Eastern District, even among his peers in the Southern District, there are few opponents. A disciple who is like a handyman. One finger can probably kill him instantly."

"Isn't it? I really don't know who gave him the courage to go up to the stage. Isn't that courting death?"

"He is that toad, the toad who likes Senior Sister Mu Yao."

"Hahaha……"

...

No matter in the eyes of many disciples or the elders, there is no suspense in this competition.

because.

The gap is too big.

Mu Feng is a 100% disciple who has entered the Southern District, and Mu Yun? Just a handyman with low talent.

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

"His opponent is Senior Brother Mu Feng. How can he win? What can he use to win?"

"People, you must be self-aware."

"What kind of person is, what kind of things should be done."

The words were full of sarcasm.

Long Fei smiled, and said: "You are right, people must be self-aware."

immediately.

Long Fei called out to the ring, "Mu Yun."

Mu Yun looked at him.

Long Fei raised a finger.

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

He understood what Long Fei meant.

Mu Yao didn't quite understand, "What do you mean?"

Long Fei said: "You will know soon."

...

In the arena.

Mu Feng grinned at the corner of his mouth, revealing a sneering sneer, and said, "A good-for-nothing handyman deserves to stand in the same ring as me?"

"OK!"

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

Before the words fell, Mu Feng's figure moved.

"Outro!"

There was a loud noise in his robes, his figure was like the wind, and with a movement of his fist, the mighty power of Shenyue surged out, and the fist slammed into Mu Yun's forehead.

Very brutal.

In this punch, the head will definitely be blown off.

Mu Yun stood there motionless, as if he hadn't reacted.

"Like an idiot."

"No reaction at all."

"How can his cultivation base react?"

"It must be ugly to die."

"Hahaha……"

...

Mu Yao couldn't help saying a word, and said: "This is the eight violent punches you want me to see? I think it's not to punch, because if you don't move, you will be beaten."

Long Fei didn't speak.

Because he knew Mu Yun's strength.

He is not as good as Mu Feng in terms of cultivation level. If Mu Feng doesn't fight close, there is still a chance of winning, but now he is close.

Then he has no chance at all.

Just when the fist was half a centimeter away from Mu Yun's forehead, Mu Yun moved.

Both fists move together.

The body exudes a breath of wild beasts.

A series of violent joints.

With a sinking of both fists, bows left and right, both fists collided, and there was a hard bang in the middle.

"Boom!"

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

A series of powerful roars exploded.

And Mu Feng's body stopped abruptly.

The whole person was frozen in front of Mu Yun, his fist was still an office point away from Mu Yun, and then his fist slowly came down.

Then……

On his left and right temples are Mu Yun's left and right fists.

Two things stand out.

His face was as pale as paper.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, the entire square was deadly silent, everyone was looking at the arena with their mouths open.

All fools.

What makes them even more stupid is...

Mu Feng's body trembled suddenly.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Eight loud noises, eight places, eight loud noises, like thunder in the silent square, extremely ear-piercing.

Every time there was a loud noise, Mu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.

Some disciples who had practiced Ba Baoquan uttered a panic and said, "This,, this,, is this Ba Baoquan?"

"Eight violent punches?"

"The sound of this burst is too violent, right? I have never seen such an eight violent punch."

In a moment of astonishment.

Another eight blasts exploded.

The eight parts of Mu Feng's body rang again.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

This time more people were shocked.

All were frightened.

Even the elders are confused.

An elder said in astonishment: "Eight punches and then eight punches, is this sixteen punches? This... this... terrifying!"

Another elder stood up, looked at Mu Feng who was crumbling on the ring, and said, "This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The last violent sound sounded, and Mu Feng moved back.

Out of breath!

died!