Super NPC system

Chapter 25 Mu Feitai

Now no one dared to doubt Mu Qingcheng's strength. As long as the power of a monk is involved, nothing is impossible, let alone recovering a mere trash's cultivation talent.

Terrified, everyone can only worship the monk's power.

For this battle, everyone is no longer as optimistic about Mu Feitai as they were at the beginning, and it must be clear that he is facing a monk now, and the defeat is not wronged.

"Unexpectedly, you really got the monk's inheritance."

Mu Feitai was also in shock. If he had missed it just now, he would have been blown into charcoal.Although it is not possible to die, it is certain to lie in bed like a disabled person for a few months.

Shaking the cloth that had been electrocuted into black and gray in the palm of his hand, Mu Qingcheng raised his palm, "Mu Feitai, I advise you to admit defeat! I am determined to win today's battle. If you don't want to be electrocuted like this."

"Hahaha! Mu Qingcheng, don't think that if you get a little adventure, you will be invincible in the world."

After a pause, Mu Feitai slapped his waist, and a soft sword flicked to his hand. "That's right, a monk is very powerful, but it's not you. You just had a little adventure and were lucky enough to touch a little bit of the power of a monk."

"I don't dare to say about our achievements in the future, but now? Have you seen it?" As he spoke, Mu Feitai shook the soft sword in his hand.

"This is something I specially prepared for you."

Mu Qingcheng stared, what is this?Can a soft sword deal with him?However, since Mu Feitai still dared to boast such big words after seeing his methods, it can be seen that he was not talking nonsense.

"How do you know that I have this ability? Isn't it too self-righteous to say such big words now."

Mu Qingcheng secretly heightened his vigilance. It seemed that the other party had already guessed his status as a monk and came prepared.

"Is it a lie, you will know soon, no matter how much ability you have, I will let you know today, now, you are not my opponent."

palm thunder——

If I continue to talk to this lunatic, I suspect that I will become a lunatic.Mu Qingcheng doesn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, give him a taste of thunder in the palm of his hand, maybe he will wake up.

"Perhaps you don't know yet, what I am best at is not palm technique, but sword technique."

Mu Feitai waved his sword to meet him, neither dodging nor dodging.The tip of the soft sword wobbled erratically, and the sword's movement was unpredictable.

crackle!

A palm slapped on the soft sword, and the lightning in the palm exploded on the sword.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the thunder in the palm just flashed, and did not spread along the soft sword. Instead, Mu Qingcheng's palm was circled by the soft sword, cutting the palm, and almost cut half of the palm. go.

"How is it? Isn't it surprising? Why didn't the palm thunder spread along the software?"

Hahaha!Mu Feitai was in a good mood.

"Do you think you are the only one who got the adventure?" After saying this, Mu Feitai stopped, his eyes sparkled, and he was full of vigor.

"When you were still a trash who couldn't cultivate, I had an adventure. I met a monk passing by. He said that I had the qualifications of a monk. He left a few things in a hurry and made an appointment to recruit disciples this year. , Including me in the sect is exactly becoming a monk."

Talking about his adventure, Mu Feitai was full of air, he was a chosen monk. "This soft sword is one of the things he left behind. The soft sword is made of cork, a unique spirit wood in the monk world. The wood property just restrains your lightning from spreading."

It was only then that Mu Qingcheng realized why the other party was so reckless despite knowing her methods.

On the referee stand, Mu Feitai's father, Mu Zhanxiong, was also staring at his son excitedly. Just now he envied his elder brother for having a good son.Looking at each other with Mu Zhanpeng, the two brothers were very happy, the Mu family is lucky.

"Nimma, I even used the power of a monk and got injured."

The monks who have been rarely seen all the time, unexpectedly saw two here today.One is to get the monk's inheritance, and the other is to get the favor of the monk and be appointed as a disciple by default.

Their luck made everyone present envious.

The luck of the Mu family is even more enviable to all the major forces. The Mu family actually has two monks who are rare to see, and they still have them.

"Yes, I underestimated you. I will be serious next time."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mu Qingcheng's wound healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"That's awesome! The wound will heal immediately."

"This is wonderful. Both of them have obtained such a powerful adventure. It's hard to say who will win!"

"I think Mu Feitai has a better chance of winning. Although Mu Qingcheng got an adventure, but his foundation is not solid, Mu Feitai mostly relied on his own efforts to obtain his strength." "Hey! I said You are wrong to say that, strength is the most important thing, no matter what your background is! Besides, luck is also very important. I think Cheng Shao is very lucky. I am optimistic about Cheng Shao and think he will beat Mu. Fei Tai."

"Drink! Meteor Fist——"

Mu Qingcheng shouted in a deep voice, Yuanli wrapped two fists, and rushed to Mu Feitai's side, both fists blasted out continuously, and the crystal stream was shining.

"Look, Young Master Cheng has made a move." "It must be a monk's method again!" "Sure! Look, the streamer on his fists must be some kind of powerful monk's method."

"Wow! Young Master Cheng is so majestic! So handsome!"

"Young Master Cheng is mighty, Young Master Cheng is number one, Young Master Cheng must win." Young Master Cheng must win... Mu Feitai must win... Tai Shao must win...

Mu Qingcheng punched and punched, neither dodging nor dodging, and directly bumping head-on.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!
Mu Feitai flipped his soft sword, and collided with Mu Qingcheng's fist countless times in an instant, making a series of metal and iron sounds. Every time the soft sword hit metal, it couldn't break Mu Qingcheng's defense.

"Ah! Damn, you can still do this."

Mu Qingcheng also discovered that when using Meteor Fist, that layer of streamer light was like armor protecting both fists, resisting the soft sword without even breaking the skin.The soft sword slashed across as if tickling himself.

"Damn it, I smashed you to death."

Ding!
Once again, the soft sword was knocked away, feeling the force from the sword, Mu Feitai's hand holding the sword secretly went numb.

"The brute force of this pervert is terrifying! It's too perverted to be able to send such a strong shock to my arm when it hits the soft sword."

Swinging the sword, Mu Feitai took a few steps back.

"Where to run? Look at the punches—" Mu Qingcheng charged quickly, and his fists chased after him.

"Brave. Humph! Let's talk after breaking through my defense!" Mu Feitai said calmly, and gently threw a small object.

hum!With a soft sound, the thing hung above Mu Feitai's head, spinning slowly.

Bang!Bang!
Meteor punched in front of Mu Feitai and was blocked by an invisible barrier.But Mu Qingcheng could clearly feel that a layer of transparency like an eggshell came from the little thing above Mu Feitai's head.

"A magic weapon, a magical thing used by monks."

I don't believe it.Bang bang bang!Mu Qingcheng quickly threw out punch after punch, continuously bombarding this layer of protection.

He took out another thing, held it in his hand and raised Yang, "Mu Qingcheng, your opponent is this, come on! Let you have long eyes." The yellow paper in Mu Feitai's hand was thrown out.

"Don't!" Just as Mu Feitai threw out the yellow paper, several people on the referee stand shouted out at the same time, but it was too late.

"Cheating!" Everyone shouted at the same time, the Mu family is more particular about personal strength, you can use weapons, but you cannot rely on external forces.Mu Feitai's power is no longer his own, but the power of the yellow paper he borrowed.

"Spell." Mu Qingcheng's eyes were fixed, and he felt the pressure from the yellow paper.

"Yes, you still have some eyesight. The Firebird Curse—"

Chirp——the yellow paper burned, and there were 36 firebirds condensed on the competition stage, each about the size of a goshawk, all made of flames.

A wave of hot air swept across the audience, and even the air in the sky seemed to be on fire.

On the competition stage, it is like an oven.

"Damn it! Why is it so powerful? It looks hard to deal with!" Mu Qingcheng has Yuanli to protect his body, and the fiery air wave has no effect on him, but he feels the huge pressure from the 36 firebirds.

In the spectator seats near the competition stage, everyone had already stood up and retreated to the back.Damn, in this kind of scene, let's wait for ordinary people to go so far ahead, and get a bit of a star, isn't it courting death?

The current scene is no longer something they can stop, everything can only be controlled by the two people in the stands.

(End of this chapter)