Chapter 87: Go Show Off, Ahem, No, Go Challenge!

Musbell is a city full of exotic customs. The hot climate makes the streets sparsely populated at noon.

Wuhun Temple Sub-Hall

With the jingle of the doorbell, Muzhe walked into the Wuhun Temple institution in this small town

The dozing receptionist was awakened by the bell. She looked around in confusion and finally found Muzhe standing at the counter

"This~~~" The receptionist looked up and down at Muzhe and said uncertainly: "Young man, what is the matter with you coming to Wuhun Temple?"

"Registering for soul master qualifications and applying for a soul master warrant to go to Wuhun City"

"Wuhun City? You..." Just when she felt something was wrong, a voice came from the depths of her mind. The lady ignored the unusualness of this request. "Okay, please tell me your name."

For Muzhe now, using powerful mental power to inject hints is just the most common way of applying mental power.

"Muzhe"

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Wuhun City, the core of Wuhun Temple, has the largest man-made building on this continent, Wuhun Temple. This can be said to be the absolute core of Wuhun Temple's politics, economy and military, and this is exactly the destination of Muzhe's trip.

As soon as he entered Wuhun City, Muzhe saw the symbol of Wuhun Hall - a magnificent six-winged angel statue!

Muzhe sat on the snow fox, looking at the towering angel statue, and vaguely he seemed to feel a very intimate feeling from the angel statue.

The vast and boundless spiritual power surged out and explored the angel statue.

Soon Muzhe withdrew his spiritual power and his gaze from the angel statue, patted the snow fox's neck, and signaled him to move forward.

With brocade clothes and a white horse, and leisurely steps, Muzhe really looked like a young man in troubled times who came to Wuhun City to play.

Muzhe walked towards the center of the city while observing and admiring this city built by extraordinary power.

In the central area of ​​Wuhun City, in addition to the magnificent Wuhun Hall, there is another building with a large area - Wuhun Hall Academy.

Accompanied by the morning breeze, he came to the door of Wuhun Hall Academy.

The flag with the angel statue as the totem was also erected in front of a tall and spacious gate.

There were ten Spirit Hall guards on each side.

"It's worthy of being the Spirit Hall Academy known as the best in Douluo Continent! Even the gatekeepers are twenty Soul Masters!"

Muzhe sighed.

"But I'm not here to admire today."

"I'm here to challenge."

Muzhe's face began to be arrogant.

I, Muzhe, will fight a hundred people today!

"Ahem, guard brother, can I go in?"

Muzhe was about to go in when he was stopped by two guards at the door.

Muzhe coughed lightly and asked the guard.

"Why haven't we seen you before? Please show me your ID."

The guard on the left said responsibly, and there was no unfriendly feeling in his tone. He was just fulfilling his duties strictly.

"The ID, here it is."

Muzhe didn't have any ID, so he could only use the old method to hypnotize several guards, and then walked in openly.

"These guards are of high quality."

Muzhe couldn't help but mutter after entering the Spirit Academy.

It seems that not everyone can enjoy the "protagonist treatment", and you will encounter villains blocking your way wherever you go.

At this time, a student wearing the uniform of Wuhun Academy happened to pass by. Seeing that Muzhe was not wearing the uniform of Wuhun Hall Academy, he looked at him curiously.

Muzhe just stopped him.

"Classmate, please inform me that I, Muzhe, am here to challenge the school!"

"What?"

The student was obviously stunned.

"What else!"

"I am here to challenge the school, go and call out your strongest people!"

The classmate also reacted this time and said with a smile: "Brother, stop making trouble, come to our Wuhun Hall Academy to challenge the school?"

"Do you know how strong our people are?"

"I don't know, and I don't need to know, anyway, they are not as strong as me."

"Brother, you are so arrogant! Aren't you afraid that the wind will sprain your tongue!"

"Hehe, you said I sprained my tongue, then you can let me see it!"

Under Muzhe's deliberate instigation, the classmate finally couldn't bear it and wanted to beat him up.

"Marion, level 31 soul master, please teach me"

"Muzhe, level 30 soul master, no sect, come to ask for advice from these proud sons of your spirit hall"

Marion showed his yellow and purple soul ring,

"Scythe spirit? Sure."

Muzhe chuckled and began to provoke Marion in a frivolous tone.

Marion's yellow soul ring lit up, and he suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Muzhe. The huge sickle hit Muzhe's waist with the sound of wind. If it hit him hard, it would take at least a week to recover.

"Too slow."

Muzhe had already seen through his trajectory and took a step back to avoid the sickle's attack.

Soul power surged, step!

After a slight retreat, there was an extreme advance. Muzhe hit the vagus nerve plexus under Marion's ear with a palm, and this poor genius was defeated after this move.

"Who is that guy? He defeated Marion!?"

"Marion is a sixth-grade genius, and he defeated Marion with just one move..."

"Go find the instructor!"

When Muzhe and Marion had a fight, they attracted a lot of students to watch. When the students saw Marion, a little-known civilian genius, was defeated, they all started to talk about it.

During the discussion, Mu Zhe slowly walked into Wuhundian Academy, which is recognized as the highest university in the mainland. In front of him were many boys and girls of the same grade as him. They made a way out. At the end of the road was a man wearing luxurious clothes. The young man who has revealed his soul ring.

"Yellow, yellow, purple, yes, it's a perfect matching soul ring. I haven't asked you yet, who is it?"

"Marquis Condorcet, the 35th level soul master, the heir of the Marquis family, why did you come to Wuhundian Academy with such murderous intent?"

"It seems that your information is a little unclear." Mu Zhe turned his back to Condorcet, opened his arms and said loudly to the crowd, "I! Mu Zhe! The 30th level soul master, come to challenge the golden generation of Wuhun Hall to let you know Let’s find out what the real elite is!”

"As for you, this "noble lord", do you want to stand in front of me? Or just get out of my way."

Condorcet blushed in excitement, "The Condorcet family will never tolerate such an unreasonable person!"

"The third soul skill, Iron Feather Storm!"

A black eagle-shaped martial spirit appeared behind Condorcet, and with a wave of its huge wings, it shot out a barrage of feathers. This barrage blocked the space for moving up, down, left, and right.

"interesting"

"But it's just an interesting level."

Soul power waves and stagnates

Mu Zhe waved his arms and a large net composed of soul power spread out in front of him. The iron feathers plunged into it as if they were stuck in a quagmire, losing power and falling slowly. The iron feathers that had never been caught in the net flew past. Mu Zhe's side was deeply penetrated into the bricks and stones. If an ordinary soul master had been hit by this move, it would probably be bad.

"Impossible! It's not even a soul skill, how can it block my third soul skill!"

Condorcet looked shocked and had already lost his bearings.

"noisy"

Mu Zhe moved his feet and suddenly punched Condorcet in the throat. Condorcet covered his neck with a painful look on his face and fell down with a hooting sound. It seemed that he was going to lie here for a while.