Chapter 63

The strong always need to be respected. This is the eternal truth. Even though Muyang looks very young, his martial arts are ahead of everyone.

No matter how arrogant you are, it is the dignity of the strong. No one will blame you, but you will take it for granted.

Muyang stayed in Duolin temple for only one day, and left the next day surrounded by Wuting and Xiulin master. In a short day, Muyang and Xiulin master fully communicated and awed all people with the power of astonishment and vulgarity. There was no one in the whole Duolin Temple who could fight against him.

So young, but far more powerful than everyone

a new myth seems to be slowly shaping.

And Duolin temple is just one of his stops.

Watching Muyang disappearing in the back between the mountains and forests, Wuting was filled with emotion.

The two who could fight each other not long ago can only rely on looking up.

"Teacher, I think it's time to go out and practice." Wu Ting's expression was very firm, as if he had made some determination.

Master Hurin said, "where do you want to go?"

Wu Ting was silent for a while, thinking of what Muyang had said to him before, "yes, I'm going to Kailin holy land."

Master Hulin hears the words and nods: "well, Kailin holy land is the birthplace of martial arts. There is a Kailin tower. You can try to challenge it. I didn't climb the Kailin tower when I was a teacher. I hope you can succeed."

When he was young, master Xiulin also tried to challenge Kailin tower, but he fell down because of his lack of strength when he climbed to half of his strength at that time. Later, he failed several times, so he gave up. After that, he went back to Duolin temple to preside over the affairs of the temple and didn't challenge again.

Now he has placed his hopes on udin.

"Yes, I have." Wu Ting put his hands together and saluted in silence.

"Well." Looking at Wu Ting's resolute expression, master Hulin thought of his youth and smiled. Looking at the misty mountains in the distance, I feel a little lost

……

On the other hand, after Muyang left Duolin temple, he continued to visit various schools according to his plan. It was not easy to integrate the advantages of hundreds of schools. Muyang was ready for a long-term struggle.

Next, he visited the "cross fist" school, which is similar to tianxinliu and has many Taoist schools in the local area. Muyang directly came to the door. This time, he didn't report to his family. Instead, he directly used violence to carry out a single fight, forcing the other side to do its best.

It's easy to offend people in this way, but the gains are obviously greater.

Muyang doesn't care about offending people, so next he simply and roughly hits the door to learn all kinds of unique skills.

So, I don't know when a rumor began to circulate in the martial arts circle. It's said that a fanatic is constantly challenging various schools. Several schools that have heard rumors are reluctant to defeat him, and they are very secretive about his identity. At first, we all thought that the maniac was beyond his ability to become famous in the first World War. But gradually, with the defeat of more and more experts, even some legendary experts were defeated by each other.

Only then did they realize that this might be a legend.

The constant challenges of Muyang make all schools stand out, and they are busy closing the mountain gate, worrying that they will become the next target. At the same time, a lot of people have also come back to me. It's not right. If this person really wants to be famous, why should he hide his identity?

It seems that the rumor is not reliable, but whatever the truth, it's better not to go in this muddy water.

One day, on a beach.

White waves beat the shore and split into tiny water flowers.

Muyang's eyes are slightly coagulated, and his whole body Qi and energy are fused together, gathering on the palm. With the sound of "ooh", a ball of light appears on the palm. The bright and flawless color looks like the Pearl of the night. But this small energy ball gathers most of the energy in Muyang.

"After so long practice, I finally made this energy ball."

Looking at the energy ball of "buzzing" and the piercing sound, Muyang's mouth was smiling.

All of a sudden, his arm vibrated, and he pushed forward with one hand --

"Tianxin chop!"

A stream of energy suddenly came out from the waist, and the bright energy ball suddenly shocked into the shape of crescent moon, and then accelerated to the extreme, whizzing straight out along the sea.

Hula, the sea boils, along the track of the heart of heaven, it is divided into two parts. As if the fine spray had been burned by the high temperature, it vaporized directly under the extremely high energy. With a hot fireball rising to the sky, the dazzling white light enveloped in the manic storm spread in all directions.

Muyang stands where the storm blows and is left to the winds.

This energy attack may be negligible in the universe, only equivalent to the casual attack of ordinary "fighting" Cosmic people. But at this stage of the earth, its power should be no less than the qigong gun of Wu taidou, or the world shaking palm.

Satisfied to see the sea flowers gradually subside, Muyang for a rest, then ready to leave.

At this time -

a small boat came to the sea. There was a figure on the boat, shouting at Muyang, "Hey, it was the qigong wave you released just now. What's that move? Can I see it again?"

Hearing this, Muyang stopped to leave and swept his eyes towards the boat.

It was an ordinary looking young man, about twenty years old, who looked like Muyang, with a bag wrapped behind him and a pair of travelling clothes. But this time, Muyang said softly, and felt a little different in the man.

"Interesting, this man's strength seems to be not weak!" There was a trace of surprise on Muyang's face.

The boat gradually approached, and the people jumped to Muyang. Then, whether Muyang agreed or not, they attacked directly.

"Good guy, attack directly without saying a word?"

There was a flash of surprise on Muyang's face, a sneer, and the palm of his hand came out quickly. He grasped the fist of the other party, and then shook it hard to fly out with his luggage.

Then the body flashed quickly and rushed to the front of the man before he landed.

The body floats down, the arm bends, an iron fist suddenly blows out.

"Wow!" The man cried awkwardly, but he stopped himself in the middle of the air.

"Turtle style Qigong!"

With a strange cry, the young man gathered his palms together and a bunch of Qigong waves with bright dark blue light came towards Muyang.

A little surprise flashed in Muyang's eyes. The Kung Fu on his hands did not stop. Facing the bombarded Qigong wave, he immediately mobilized his energy, stretched his fingers forward, and the light was shining.

"Tianxin Qigong!"

The two energies meet in the mid air and crash into a terrifying gas field. With a shock of the atmosphere, the afterwave of Qigong becomes a strong whirlwind and spreads out.