The Mightiest Leveling System Chapter 3968

Chapter 3968

Long Fei stood behind Mu Yao and looked at him.

Mu Yao was slightly shocked.

She didn't know when, but Long Fei was standing behind her.

However …

When she heard Long Fei speak, a trace of disdain flowed out from the corner of her mouth as she coldly asked, "Would a service disciple be a match for Senior Brother Mu Feng?"

He directly used the word 'service disciple' to describe Mu Yun.

Evidently, Mu Yao did not even remember Mu Yun's name in his heart, and did not even have the qualifications for her to call his name out.

She was arrogant.

At least in the Eastern District, she was like a swan.

Long Fei said: "Heh heh..."

"The Eight Explosion Fists that you had just displayed could only be counted as seven and a half punches. The remaining amount of force has yet to come out. Do you think you've succeeded? Unfortunately, you haven't."

"You think your innate talent isn't bad, but … If you enter the South Area, you will only be a normal disciple. Where can you go? "

"What kind of realm can you enter? Limitless? Or was it Haoran? Or forever stay in the holy-moon state? "

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

"If it wasn't for my brother liking you, you wouldn't even be qualified to be a vase."

Long Fei said leisurely.

Mu Yao's eyes were filled with anger, and she said: "What exactly do you want to say?"

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

"Reality?"

Mu Yao's words were ice-cold as he asked, "What is the reality? The reality is that I listen to your orders? The reality is that you want me to be with a service disciple? "

"Is this reality? No, this is not a reality, the reality is that a service disciple like him is about to die, the reality is that the reason I have trained day and night for these three years is to enter South Area … "

"Don't talk to me about reality!"

She knew exactly what she wanted.

What she wanted was to have a continuous breakthrough, and obtain even more powerful strength. She wanted to enter the South Area, the western region, and finally the northern region.

As for love?

She had never thought of it.

She never looked down, she only looked up.

Long Fei's mouth hooked up, and said: "Seems like you still don't understand what I mean. Calm down, we'll see after you finish watching this match."

… ….

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

"Senior Brother Mu Feng, kill him."

I heard that his cultivation has already reached the fourth level of the Divine Moon Realm. Not to mention the eastern region, even among the people of the same age in South Area, there are very few who can match him.

"That's right. I really don't know who that service disciple was who gave him the courage to go up on stage. Isn't that just courting death?"

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

"Hahaha …"

… ….

In the eyes of the disciples, as well as the elders, there was no suspense in this compet.i.tion.

Because …

The difference was too great.

Mu Feng was a disciple that had entered the South Area one hundred percent, and Mu Yun? He was just a lowly servant.

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

"His opponent is Senior Brother Mu Feng. On what basis does he deserve to win? What basis does he have to win?"

"Humans need to know their own limitations."

"What kind of person are they, then what kind of thing should they do?"

His words were filled with ridicule.

Long Fei laughed and said: "You're right, people need to know their own limits."

And then …

Long Fei shouted towards the stage: "Mu Yun."

Mu Yun looked at him.

Long Fei raised a finger.

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

He understood what Long Fei meant.

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

Long Fei said: "You'll know soon."

… ….

In the arena.

The corner of Mu Feng's mouth curved into a disdainful sneer as he said, "Is a trash servant worthy to be standing on the same stage as me?"

"Sure!"

"I'll send you to h.e.l.l today. It'll be that trash Mu Fei later."

Before he could finish his sentence, Mu Feng had already moved.

"An uproar!"

His figure moved like the wind, his fist moved, the thick power of the divine moon surged out, striking Mu Yun in the head with his fist.

It was very cruel.

With this punch, his head would definitely be smashed to smithereens.

Mu Yun stood in place without moving, as if he did not react at all.

"Like a fool."

"No reaction at all."

"How will his cultivation react?"

"He must have died a horrible death."

"Hahaha …"

… ….

Mu Yao could not help but say indifferently: "This is the Eight Tyrant Fist that you wanted me to see? I think it's a Fixed Fist, where you don't move and get beaten up. "

Long Fei did not speak.

Because he was very clear about Mu Yun's strength.

His cultivation level was not as high as Mu Feng's. If Mu Feng didn't fight in close quarters, then he might have a chance of winning. But now, he was even closer.

Then he had no chance at all.

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

Both fists moved at the same time.

His body emitted the aura of a wild beast.

A series of bursting joints.

With a sinking punch, the two fists struck each other forcefully in the middle.

"Bam!"

"Rumble …"

"Rumble …"

"Rumble …"

A series of explosions occurred.

Mu Feng's body came to a halt.

His entire body froze in front of Mu Yun, his fist was still far from Mu Yun's office, and then slowly dropped down.

And then …

On his left and right temples, were Mu Yun's two fists.

Two bulges protruded.

His face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

Time seemed to come to a standstill as the entire plaza turned deathly silent. Everyone stared at the arena with their mouths wide open.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What made them even more foolish was …

Mu Feng's body suddenly trembled.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

Eight loud bangs exploded in eight places, causing the silent open ground to be just like a thunderclap. It was extremely ear-piercing.

Every time it exploded, Mu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.

A disciple who had practiced the Eight Explosion Fist cried out in fear, "This, this, is this the Eight Explosion Fist?"

"Eight Tyrant Fist?"

"Isn't the sound too intense? I have never seen such an Eight Tyrant Fist. "

At that moment of shock.

Another eight explosions sounded.

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

"Bang, bang, bang …"

This shocked even more people.

They were all scared silly.

Even the elders were stunned.

An elder said in astonishment, "Eight storms eight more, is this the Sixteen Tyrant Fists? This … This … "Terrifying!"

The other elder stood up and looked at Mu Feng, who was on the verge of collapsing, and said: "This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

A final explosive sound rang out as Mu Feng's body shot backwards.

He lost his breath!

Dead!