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Damn, Situ Cha could still hold out for a few more moves against Su Yuening, but how come Mu Liuchuan was knocked down with just one move?
The disciples were full of doubts.
Looking at Mu Liuchuan, it was as if he was seeing a scammer.
Those female disciples who were cheering for Mu Liuchuan were like a fat toad stuck in their vocal cords, and they couldn't utter a single word.
Looking up at the sky and the ground in embarrassment.
Just don't look at the ring.
They can accept being repelled with one move.
Being beaten half to pieces by one move, isn't that unrealistic?
Senior Brother Mu, whom they had admired for several years, was beaten like a dog by a new disciple.
Even if they were killed, they would never have thought that such a scene would occur.
"Has the legend of Senior Brother Mu come to an end?"
A female voice echoed in the ears of the disciples.
It's like food falling into a hot frying pan, making a crackling sound.
They remembered that Mu Liuchuan, like some of the talented senior students, maintained an undefeated myth.
No matter what competition or activities held by the sect, as long as he participates, he always comes in first.
No one could take his place.
No one can shake his position.
But today, this myth of invincibility is about to be shattered.
them……
Are we about to see a god fall from grace?
When Mu Liuchuan heard the rumors, he wanted to scold them loudly.
But the injury on his chest was too serious.
He felt pain just breathing.
The palms of his hands supported the surface of the ring.
The chassis was unstable and swaying.
He spat out the broken tooth to clear the bloody taste from his mouth, "I underestimated you."
After all, the gap between Jin Danqi and the Half-Step Jin Dan stage is too big.
In the Golden Core Stage, the Golden Core is condensed and the spiritual power undergoes a level of change.
Even if it is randomly condensed into a ball, it is more powerful than the power he puts into it with all his strength.
Su Yuening fiddled with Mu Liuchuan's jade fan, her red lips tempting and provocative, "Give up?"
"No."
Mu Liuchuan covered his chest with spiritual power, and the broken flesh squirmed and slowly grew new granulations.
The facial features were squeezed together due to the pain, making the face, which was barely handsome, become ugly and weird.
After the bleeding slowed down, he slowly spoke:
"Winning or losing is hard to predict. It doesn't mean someone with higher cultivation level will win."
"Junior Sister Su, your cultivation is indeed very high, but that's all there is to it..."
Su Yuening took out the peach blossom sword Ning Su gave her and slashed at the jade bone fan with one sword.
"jingle--"
A crack suddenly appeared inside the jade bone fan.
The gap is neither thick nor thin.
It destroys the beauty of the fan.
The giant birds and beasts depicted on the fan appear to have their heads misaligned when viewed from a distance.
Su Yuening admired her own masterpiece beautifully.
Biting each word, he said:
"Yes, I only have cultivation, nothing else."
"But you?"
"What do you have?"
"You don't even have any cultivation, how can you be so arrogant?"
It also blocked her way back to the courtyard.
He asked her frivolously and arrogantly...
Unfortunately, she is not a helpless sheep.
Mu Liuchuan's dirty thoughts are just thoughts after all.
"Damn it." Mu Liuchuan felt bad that the spiritual weapon was damaged, and he didn't care about superficial work. He ordered: "Hurry and return the jade bone fan to me."
"return?"
"If you ask me to pay it back, I will pay it back?"
Su Yuening collided the jade bone fan with the peach blossom sword, ignoring the dense cracks in the fan.
But his eyes were very pure.
"But you threw it to me. Wouldn't it be rude to take it back?"
"My senior is a year older than me, how come your manners and integrity are so poor?"
Mu Liuchuan, who was being implied: "..."
He threw the spiritual weapon to Su Yuening?
Throw?
That's the technique used, okay?
Swing out a fan, spinning it in mid-air, causing fatal damage to the enemy, such as slitting the throat.
Regardless of whether the blow hits or not, the remaining force of the fan will push it back and back into his hand.
The trick that always works has inexplicably failed just now.
His fan never came back.
Instead, it is in the hands of the enemy.
Being treated violently.
Mu Liuchuan's heart was bleeding.
The interior of the Jade Bone Fan was damaged, almost devastatingly. Even if he took it back and sent it for repair, the spiritual weapon would not be able to exert its previous power.
The jade bone fan is useless.
He was filled with resentment and wanted to skin the person who started it all alive.
"Su Yuening, you're so good! You destroyed my spiritual weapon in front of me."
"I'll make you suffer twice as much as I've suffered!"
Su Yuening blew on the spiritual energy surrounding her fingers and asked, "Can you please stop talking so much?"
"If you want to fight, do it now, don't just talk."
“…”
Mu Liuchuan is in the mysterious realm, blessed with talent, and his recovery ability is much faster than those in the ventilation realm.
The wound, deep enough to see the bone, had healed by one third, but was still bleeding.
The bones were covered with granulation tissue, and blood and flesh were intertwined, but it still looked blurry.
He pressed an acupuncture point to stop the bleeding and took out a low-level fan weapon from his storage ring.
One, two, three...
Don't stop until you have nine.
These fans are all paper fans, with bold and majestic brush calligraphy written on both sides.
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