C17

"Pa …" "Pa …" "Pa …"

After a series of consecutive sounds, Wang Qiming's face was already a little miserable. It was swollen to the point that his head was as swollen as a pig's head.

"Junior Brother Mu, oh no, Senior Brother Mu, I concede … I admit defeat! "

Mu Yu was elated.

Let the challenge become more intense!

"Trash!"

Zhao Wuqi secretly cursed, and his expression had already become extremely gloomy. With a move of his body, he arrived in front of Mu Yu.

"Junior Brother Mu, we are all fellow disciples of the same sect, it is sufficient to stop when exchanging pointers, but Junior Brother Mu, you actually dared to hit Junior Brother Wang in the face with every single one of your moves, you completely disregarded Junior Brother Wang's face, aren't you a little too ruthless?"

Zhao Wuqi's eyes were filled with killing intent, a strong imposing manner enveloped Mu Yu's body, "Towards someone like you who has no one in the world to look down on, who dared to kill such a fellow sect disciple, senior brother will teach you a lesson on behalf of our sect."

Zhao Wuqi's words were very obvious as he wanted to pretend to be Wang Qiming so he could attack Mu Yu.

"If I were to lose to Senior Martial Brother Wang this time, I'm afraid my fate would be a hundred times worse than Senior Martial Brother Wang's. If Senior Martial Brother Zhao wanted to take action, then just do it. Why do you need to find so many excuses?"

Since the hatred between them was already decided, Mu Yu did not want to give Zhao Wuqi face at all.

"Good, very good!"

Zhao Wuji was so angry that he laughed instead. His fingers congealed into claws, and released a powerful aura as he slashed towards Mu Yu's head.

"Stop!"

Just as Zhao Wuqi's claws were about to strike Mu Yu, Shangguan Yier flew and arrived in front of him. Waving her hand, a pale purple light shot out towards Zhao Wuqi's claws.

"Bam!"

After a thunderous explosion, Zhao Wuqi's figure took three steps back, and some disbelief was revealed in his eyes.

Just now, he did not hold back against Mu Yu, the full force of his attack was actually repelled by Shangguan Yier with a casual wave of his hand.

"Could it be that you … You really did it? " Zhao Wuqi revealed a terrified expression.

"That's right." Shangguan Yier's face was ice-cold as she said: "Therefore, I hope that you don't come to my courtyard again in the future. Otherwise, even Junior Sister might not hit you so heavily."

"Yi'er, since young, I've held you up in my arms, and this is how you treat me?"

Zhao Wuqi was extremely unwilling to accept this. He realized that the girl he had admired for so many years was already beginning to leave him, and was even going further and further away from him.

"Let's go back."

Shangguan Yier didn't pay any more attention to Zhao Wuqi as he turned to speak to Mu Yu.

"Yes, Senior Sister."

Mu Yu revealed a smile, and looked at Zhao Wuqi with the gaze of a victor with contempt. After that, he walked to Shangguan Yier's side, and they walked back to the courtyard together like a couple.

Zhao Wuqi was so angry that his eyes turned red, he clenched his teeth, "Mu Yu, just you wait!"

"And Yi'er, once my Zhao Clan has completely taken control of the sect, I'll definitely get you."