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Mu Cheng sized up the two of them. One of them was Song Weiyi, whom Mu Cheng recognized as the Song Weiyi he hated the most.

Song Weiyi, who was at the side, looked at the two of them with a playful expression. His position was very clear, in front of the same enemy, he and Song Weiyi would unite with the outside world, and at the very least, he couldn't let a mortal brat bring Zi Ling away. This was a matter of principle, that was why Feng Baiyu said those words just now.

"Do you think I'm weak?"

Mu Cheng revealed a look of disdain as he looked towards Song Weiyi.

The three big words, seemed to last for a long time in the air. Mu Cheng stared at Song Weiyi, a trace of excitement flashing past his eyes.

Being forced to submit to Mu Cheng in such a way, Song Weiyi's face became as dark as water, and he did not say a word.

From the gloomy expression on his face, it was sufficient to tell that there had never been someone who did not give him face before.

"Do you think that your face is worth a lot? It's not worth a single cent in front of me. If you have the ability, let's go out and train."

"Don't think that just by staying in Zongtian Sect for a few more years you can act arrogantly in front of me. You don't have the qualifications."

Mu Cheng seemed to have seen through Song Weiyi's thoughts and continued.

Mu Cheng was enraged, but his tone was very calm. Every single word was spoken in everyone's heart.

Everyone was filled with doubt. They could not understand how a mortal who had just come into contact with cultivation would have the confidence to say such words.

"What did you say?" Song Weiyi was completely enraged, his eyes stared straight at Mu Cheng, as though he wanted to eat Mu Cheng up.

"You're not keeping your promise, this little one is also not trusting you." Mu Cheng looked at Song Weiyi fearlessly, his tone firm.

"Okay, you said that. Let's go out and have a spar. I'll let you see what a man with true strength is like."

After saying that, Song Weiyi emphasized the two words, and looked at Zi Ling who was beside him, and walked out fearlessly.

Walking to the door, Song Weiyi turned around and glanced at Mu Cheng. That look of his clearly meant that if you can't do it, you can pretend to be a turtle who had its head tucked in.

Seeing the look of disdain on Song Weiyi's face, Mu fruit walked forward and then leaped up and disappeared into the air without even looking back.

Looking at the back of Mu Cheng's disappearing figure, Zi Ling looked into the distance worriedly, and his feet couldn't help but start to move.

However, in the end, Zi Ling still restrained herself. After all, she was a girl, and due to a girl's restraint, she was unable to let go of him. Zi Ling could only stand there and watch, and did not immediately follow along.

"Let's go out and take a look as well. If something really happens, we won't be able to explain ourselves."

At this time, Zhan Xingchen spoke in a timely manner, and just as Zhan Xingchen finished speaking, Zi Ling had already disappeared.

Looking at the disappearing Zi Ling, Zhan Xingchen shook her head helplessly, then disappeared as well.

Feng Baiyu, who was standing at the back, had a gloomy face as well, because she saw all of Zi Ling's actions. The Feng Baiyu who had a gloomy face, had already started to think about how to kill Mu Cheng, since only by killing Mu Cheng, would he have a chance, so he slowly disappeared into the crowd, and no one knew where he went.

"Mu Cheng, if you apologize to me now and then kneel down and kowtow twice, I'll spare your life."

Song Weiyi looked at Mu Cheng in shock. However, Song Weiyi had faith in his own strength, and furthermore, he was very clear that Mu Cheng had only cultivated for half a year, so how could Mu Cheng have become a god in this half a year? Mu Cheng looked at Song Weiyi indifferently, vaguely seeing the hostility on his face.

"Song Weiyi, you should worry about yourself. If you were to be defeated by me in a single round, then you don't have to stay in the cultivation world anymore and directly become my little brother." Mu Cheng smiled.

"Are you looking to die?" Song Weiyi originally wanted to humiliate Mu Cheng, but he didn't expect that he would be humiliated instead. Hence, Song Weiyi looked at Mu Cheng angrily and with a low shout, a flying sword flew out from Song Weiyi's body and then flew towards Mu Cheng.

"Mu Cheng, be careful, this is a middle grade Zongtian Sect flying sword, the Blue Moon Sword." Zi Ling reminded them.

Zi Ling was not worried about Mu Cheng suffering a loss, but seeing that Mu Cheng did not move, he couldn't help but remind him.

"Don't tell me that's all you have? "I'm so disappointed." Mu Cheng smiled as he looked at the flying sword and said casually.

Just as Mu Cheng finished speaking, his entire body disappeared and reappeared behind Song Weiyi in an instant as a fist that shook the skies flew towards Song Weiyi.

Looking at Mu Cheng who had disappeared, Song Weiyi obviously did not expect him to be so fast, and was stunned for a moment. However, as the leader of a sect, Song Weiyi's reaction speed was naturally not slow.

In that one thousandth of a second, Song Weiyi had already accepted the fact that Mu Cheng had disappeared.

"Brat, it seems that I have underestimated you. However, even if you have managed to dodge, what can you do? Your moves and mine are both the same. How could I be afraid of you? "

The slightly dazed Song Weiyi looked at Mu Cheng and couldn't help but to raise the corner of his mouth as he sneered.

After saying that, he changed his hand gestures. The two of them had the same posture, using the same moves to clash in the air.

A loud explosion resounded in the sky as dust and smoke covered the entire arena.

Song Weiyi, who had exited the smoke, seemed to have been petrified. At this time, he finally understood why Mu Cheng had such confidence, because Mu Cheng did indeed have the strength to fight against him.

"Mu Cheng, you really surprised me. So it turns out you're already this strong."

"I don't know how strong you'll be in the future. I don't know, but I won't let you become that strong either."

Song Weiyi looked at Mu Cheng in shock and slowly spat out a mouthful of foul air.

Immediately after, a burst of killing intent erupted from Song Weiyi's body, causing the entire world to become much quieter, the land to return to its previous tranquility, but Mu Cheng also felt that his right hand was in constant pain, that sort of numbing feeling, made him feel a lot better about Song Weiyi's strength.

"Do you think you have a chance?" Mu Cheng said calmly.

He was curious. Such a powerful killing intent, just how was it released by the other party?

Mu Cheng looked at the rest of the people below the stage. Other than Zi Ling who looked a little worried, the rest of them seemed to not be able to feel the killing intent coming from Song Weiyi.

"Try it and you'll know."

Song Weiyi looked like a different person, his entire being had become much stronger. Looking at Mu Cheng, a smile appeared on his face.

The Blue Moon Sword in the arena returned into Song Weiyi's hands at this time.

Song Weiyi held onto the Cang Yue Sword, pointed at Mu Cheng, and his entire body disappeared once again as a huge illusory image formed in the sky.

"This is …"

Mu Cheng opened his eyes wide because he had also seen this kind of illusion on Dong Yinxie's body, but the feeling Mu Cheng got from the two of them was different.

"Mu Cheng, what can you use to fight with me for? What right do you have to fight with me? Hmph."

The huge shadow covered the entire sky, and a wild laughter resounded in the sky.

"I will fight with my life, I will fight with the sword in my hand." Mu Cheng coldly snorted before looking at the empty sky.

Although Mu Cheng's expression was serious, he didn't show the slightest fear, nor did he retreat. Instead, he grabbed his flying sword and rushed towards the shadow with large strides.

"Sigh, there's no hope for him to be sent flying. As long as he is within the range of that shadow, no one would be able to dodge that sword."

At this time, Zhan Xingchen looked at Mu Cheng with a little sigh. This Mu Cheng had given him far too many surprises.

But, Zhan Xingchen did not say anything, because he was already prepared to make his move.

"Wait." Zi Ling indicated to Zhan Xingchen that he should wait.

In her memory, Mu Cheng had never been so impulsive before. She felt that Mu Cheng definitely had some sort of ulterior motive, and as expected, Mu Cheng's Thunder Sword moved with lightning speed, and then he stabbed towards the shadow. Suddenly, a powerful bolt of lightning flew towards the shadow.

The speed of the lightning was extremely fast, and it seemed as if it had life of its own. It constantly churned in the air, dodging all kinds of obstructing methods.

"Haha, Mu Cheng, you're still too inexperienced. Perhaps if you leave now, I really won't be able to take you down."

"But at this time, you actually delivered yourself to my doorstep. You can't blame me for this. Sword Shadow Technique."

A flying sword formed from a shadow covered the sky and created a wild energy that turned the sky upside down.

"Hmph, it's too early to say anything. Do you think your sword shadows are very powerful?"

Mu Cheng laughed coldly, then looked at the image of Song Weiyi's sword. With an explosive shout, an enormous space appeared in the sky and instantly covered the entire image.

"This is …"

Zhan Xingchen looked at the space that suddenly appeared in horror. This was not something that could be formed with Mu Cheng's strength, but it was truly displayed in mid air.

"I knew this kid definitely had some tricks up his sleeve."

Just then, a smile appeared on Zi Ling's face. Although she did not know what was happening, it did not stop her from being happy.