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Chapter 145

Naturally, these Jindan disciples did not meet Mu Feng by chance.

In fact, half a year ago, when Mu Feng defeated the newly promoted five tigers with a single sword in the arena, they had been wanting to give the latter a severe lesson.

The reasons also vary.

Some people can't understand Mu Feng being favored by the goddess.

Some were jealous of his presence in the arena.

There are also those who want to avenge their five tiger brothers.

Generally speaking, high-ranking disciples from the two branches of the South End and the North Sea cannot challenge the newly promoted fellow disciples.

So, these people began to wait patiently.

It's hard to look forward to the selection of new disciples, but I heard that Mu Feng didn't participate at all.

The two goddesses, Jing Shuyun and Bai Wan, also gave up the chance to be selected.

This hurt countless male disciples, not to mention these few people who had made up their minds to teach Mu Feng a lesson.

They showed great patience and perseverance, and finally got the chance for Mu Feng to go out on this day.

Although this place also belongs to the sphere of influence of the Flying Star Palace, it is already in a remote area.

As long as you don't kill anyone, you won't be punished by the sect.

Thinking of stepping on that ostentatious and shameless little boy in a short while, several Jindan disciples felt very happy in their hearts.

There was also a handsome male cultivator who was going to show off in front of that beautiful woman.

He felt that the woman in the blue dress in front of him was more beautiful than many famous beauties in the sect!

"The sect has regulations that forbid disciples to duel in private. Do you want to think about it first? Then let your head control your behavior."

Hearing Mu Feng's words, a disciple immediately laughed.

"You don't have to scare us with the sect's rules, this area will not be bound by the rules."

As he spoke, he raised his chin proudly and added, "Otherwise, why do you think we chose to appear here?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Feng also grinned: "Then I'm relieved."

He stretched out his hand and made a random move, and there was a sound of breaking branches in the distant jungle.

In the next moment, a fresh stick as thick as an arm spun and flew from a distance, and fell into Mu Feng's palm.

Holding a short stick, he beat on his other palm like a folding fan, and walked towards the five people in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Gong Shuiyao couldn't help covering her lips and chuckling.

After knowing each other for several years, it was the first time for her to see Mu Feng's slightly ruffian appearance, and she felt very fresh.

But those Jindan disciples felt that there was something wrong with Mu Feng's brain.

The man standing at the front raised his arm, and said to his companions righteously: "I have been holding back my anger for a long time, so don't fight me, if you are a brother, just agree!"

After finishing speaking, he circulated the power of his cultivation and rushed towards Mufeng like a burning meteorite with a body full of evil spirit.

He intends to smash the opponent's bones to [-]% or [-]% directly.

Because, the opponent is not worthy to fight with him, let alone let him use weapons!

Under the excited gaze of the two parties, the Jindan monk rushed to Mu Feng.

Then, he was hit far away with a stick.

The sound of bone shattering mixed with painful wailing, like a whistle, flew to the distant jungle.

Then nothing happened.

The few remaining Golden Core cultivators who were eating melons with their arms folded stood in place with dazed expressions.

They all looked at the direction where their companion disappeared, wondering if they had some strange hallucinations?

A small male cultivator was the first to come back to his senses.

He stared at Mu Feng and said in surprise, "Golden Core! When did you step into the Golden Core?"

Mu Feng thought for a while, and then replied: "Just yesterday."

Several fellow disciples immediately became angry.

Hear this plausible?Please deceive people as sincerely as possible, okay?

At this time, the little male cultivator spoke again: "Brothers, let's go together!"

"That kid must have stepped into the golden core long ago, but he still pretends to be a spiritual sea and runs to the arena to bully others. Let's treat him in the same way as we fight more or less."

His words were sonorous and powerful, which directly dispelled the worries of everyone around him.

After all, everyone in the sect is more or less ostentatious, and one must be famous when doing things.

After the little male cultivator's voice fell, the four of them suddenly burst into cultivation.

Two people even unleashed their weapons and besieged Mu Feng.

Not far away, Gong Shuiyao stood pretty on the mountain road, her beautiful eyes blinked, and she silently mourned for those daring and ignorant monks.

The four quickly approached Mu Feng and besieged him in the center.

And just as they were about to strike, the 'prey' disappeared out of thin air right under their noses.

There are no fluctuations in spiritual power, and no ripples in space.

It was as if Mu Feng had never appeared before, all the breath disappeared completely.

There was the sound of wind howling from the side.

A wooden hammer several feet wide swept across, occupying the field of vision of the four monks and blocking all the directions from which they could escape.

The four monks stared at each other. Before their heads could react, their bodies were blown away by the wooden hammer and fell into the jungle where their No. 1 companion fell.

Mu Feng threw the short stick in his hand on the side of the road casually, and spread his hands towards Gong Shuiyao: "It's really boring, you know, bullying the weak has never been my style."

Gong Shuiyao giggled coquettishly, stepped forward and gently took Mu Feng's arm, and the two continued to walk along the mountain path.

The sea of ​​clouds between the mountains of Flying Star Palace was magnificent, and the two decided to go there to have a look at the scenery and exchange work matters by the way.

……

January passed without a hitch.

There were no details about the violent beating of five members of the Golden Core Realm.

But the news that Mu Fengxiu had entered the Golden Core, spread like wildfire in the sect.

Some people were angry, some were panicked, and some were extremely shameless at his act of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

The matter was passed around, and finally even Mu Feng's cheap master Gong Wenbai also got the news.

Perhaps it was stimulated in the valley a year ago, and he basically retreated in the cave this year.

Let's not talk about the disciples' affairs and completely ignore them, but the degree of neglect is not much worse.

Therefore, after hearing that Mu Feng had entered the Golden Core, he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

So, after serious thinking, Gong Wenbo decided to take his good apprentice to Jianshan to choose a sword!

He felt that his apprentice would be very happy to hear the news.

Dang even summoned Mu Feng to his cave and told him about it.

Mu Feng tried his best to express a hint of surprise to his master, and asked, "I don't know what level is the highest level of the spirit sword in the sword mountain?"

"Hehehe, heavenly top grade!"

Gong Wenbai spoke proudly, full of air, and showed a fatherly smile at Mu Feng.

"But apprentice, don't be too ambitious. Zongmen disciples only have one chance to enter Sword Mountain. We have to choose one that is sure. The Tianji Spirit Sword already has the consciousness to choose the master. If you try to take it by force, the failure rate is very low. Very tall!"

Mu Feng nodded politely, and gave his master an embarrassed but polite smile.