Chapter 82

Muchen looked at the bamboo stick in his hand. On its surface, the number "one" was marked. Then he raised the bamboo stick, and the others, seeing this, also raised their sticks one after another.

"Interesting, I was just thinking about it a moment ago." Zhou Tong smiled insincerely at Muchen, then proudly waved the bamboo stick in his hand, which also had the same number as Muchen's. Clearly, he was Muchen's opponent.

Muchen stared at the smugly smiling Zhou Tong and shook his head helplessly.

"This fool," Chen Fan and the others grinned, feeling a bit pitiful as they laughed at Muchen. Even the two of them together couldn't beat the current Muchen, and Zhou Tong was probably even weaker than they were. They really wondered how foolish this guy was to still show such a smile at this moment.

"Trouble."

Beside him, Mo Ling smiled bitterly with a pale face. He raised the bamboo stick in his hand and said, "My opponent is Liu Mubai."

"Ah?"

Chen Fan, Tang Qian'er, and the others also looked at Mo Ling with sympathy. Among the twelve participants in this competition, Muchen and Liu Mubai were the strongest. Mo Ling had run into Liu Mubai right away, which was indeed quite unlucky.

"It's fine. In this competition, although the outcome determines the spots, it doesn't mean that if you lose, you have no chance at all." Muchen patted Mo Ling's shoulder and looked at Mr. Hao from the Five Great Academies on the main stage, saying, "Your current strength has already reached the standard of the Five Great Academies. So even if you lose, as long as you can show something different, you might still get an extra opportunity."

"Really?" Mo Ling was taken aback and asked hurriedly.

Muchen nodded and said, "Of course. How to impress them is something you need to figure out yourself."

Mo Ling nodded gratefully. The spot was equally important to him. If he failed this time, he would never be able to enter the 'Five Great Academies' again. This was his last chance.

Dong!

In the North Spirit Field, the sound of a bell rang again. Chen Fan, Tang Qian'er, and the others looked at each other's bamboo sticks and then slowly retreated. The first match should be between Muchen and Zhou Tong.

As they stepped back, countless eyes instantly focused on the two young figures in the field.

"Hehe, I didn't expect the first match to be Muchen's." Tang Shan looked at the two people in the field and said with a smile.

Muchen's father also smiled and nodded. He could see that Muchen was now at the initial stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm. Although his opponent was at the same level, this kind of opponent, Muchen should still be able to defeat. As long as Muchen won this match, he would at least secure a spot in the Five Great Academies.

"Is he the Muchen?" On the main stage, Mr. Hao, who had been somewhat lazy, suddenly straightened his body and looked at the handsome young man in the field with a peculiar expression.

The Dean Xiao beside him nodded with a smile.

"He looks like a gentle young man, but I didn't expect him to be capable of those things. Truly, one cannot judge a person by their appearance." Mr. Hao stared at Muchen with interest and muttered.

"I hope this little guy won't disappoint me, otherwise, it would have been a wasted trip."

Beside him, Dean Xiao was also curious but didn't want to ask too much. He could only speculate in his heart what kind of earth-shattering deeds Muchen had done in the Spirit Path to make the Five Great Academies remember him.

"I say, when a person is down, there's no reason for it."

On the stage watched by many, Chen Tong smiled at Muchen. Just a moment ago, he was thinking about how to teach this guy a lesson, and now, this opportunity had come to him.

Muchen looked at the smug Chen Tong helplessly and couldn't help but shake his head. This guy was indeed a bit foolish.

"Can you stop talking nonsense?"

Muchen sighed. Seeing Muchen's indifferent attitude, Chen Tong's teeth itched. This guy always had a way of making people furious.

"Muchen, this time, I won't let you be so smug!"

Chen Tong roared, and a powerful spiritual energy surged out of his body. The strength was so formidable that many North Spirit Academy students were secretly amazed. This guy had indeed advanced to the Spirit Wheel Realm.

"Whoosh!"

He stepped forward, and his figure darted out. Spiritual energy surged on his palms, and a faint heat wave emanated from them.

"Flame Heart-Shattering Palm!"

Chen Tong appeared in front of Muchen, and a fiery red glow condensed in his palms, like a scorching flame. Carrying a fierce wind, he struck at Muchen's chest with all his might.

Muchen glanced at him indifferently and raised his palm.

"Slap!"

A crisp sound suddenly echoed in the field. Chen Tong's palm seemed to freeze in mid-air. He stared blankly at the young man in front of him, who smiled helplessly, and then felt a burning pain on his face.

He had been slapped for no reason?

"This..."

Surprised voices erupted from the audience. Many people didn't see what had happened, only seeing the palm print on Chen Tong's face and the crisp sound of the slap.

"What incredible speed!"

Only a few people with keen eyesight muttered to themselves, able to vaguely see how swiftly Muchen had moved in that instant.

"I'll kill you!"

Although he didn't understand what had happened, the pain on his face made Chen Tong's eyes turn red. He glared at Muchen, and his spiritual energy surged out without restraint. His palm moved like a sweeping flame, striking at Muchen.

However, facing such a fierce attack, Muchen moved lightly, as if strolling leisurely. No matter how疯狂 Chen Tong attacked, he couldn't even touch a corner of Muchen's clothes.

The scene in the field became somewhat comical. One person attacked wildly, while the other moved leisurely, like a small boat riding the waves in a storm.

At this moment, even ordinary people could see the difference. It seemed that the two were not on the same level.

"What a profound movement technique. This Muchen is not simple."

Some capable people nodded in surprise. To be so relaxed and easy against a Spirit Wheel Realm opponent's fierce attack was not something just anyone could do.

Liu Mubai also watched the scene with cold eyes. Muchen's speed surprised him slightly, and then a smile appeared on his lips. It was more interesting this way; otherwise, he would have found it boring.

"Are you just going to dodge?!"

After a long attack with no results, Chen Tong became furious and embarrassed. Each attack hitting empty was too frustrating.

Muchen stopped moving, his black eyes calm as he looked at Chen Tong.

"Inferno Spirit Fist!"

Seeing Muchen stop, Chen Tong's eyes lit up with joy. He took a step forward, and all his spiritual energy surged out. His fist, layered with flames, struck at Muchen with all his might.

Since he had the opportunity, he would strike with all his strength to crush this guy!

This thought flashed through Chen Tong's mind, and then he saw Muchen clench his fist and strike out. The straight arc of his arm was like a spear thrust.

Peng!

Muchen's fist, wrapped in dark spiritual energy, struck head-on against Chen Tong's full-force attack. A low,闷 sound echoed.

A fierce wave of energy swept out from the two of them.

Muchen's body remained still, but Chen Tong's face turned red. In the next moment, his body trembled and he was sent flying backward, sliding several meters on the ground before finally stabilizing himself in a sorry state.

"How is this possible?!"

Chen Tong looked up, his face full of disbelief. He and Muchen were both at the initial stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm. How could he not even block one of Muchen's attacks?

"I don't believe it!" Chen Tong's eyes turned red, and he roared, ready to attack again.

Whoosh!

Just as he was about to charge, a black shadow appeared in front of him like a ghost. Before he could react, a cold hand pressed against his throat.

Feeling the cold hand on his throat, Chen Tong froze in fear. He looked at the young man's face, which was usually gentle but now appeared cold and stern. The indifferent gaze made his heart race, giving him a feeling of being targeted by a leopard.

"I... I concede."

Chen Tong swallowed hard and said shakily. He finally understood the gap between them. Although he had also advanced to the Spirit Wheel Realm, he was still no match for Muchen.

Muchen glanced at him, not bothering to argue, and slowly released his hand.

"Brother Mu is so amazing!"

As Muchen released his hand, the audience erupted in cheers. The East Academy students, especially Su Ling and Tan Qingshan, couldn't help but shout excitedly. They didn't see the exact fight, but they could tell that the arrogant Chen Tong was almost crushed by Muchen.

Hearing their cheers, Muchen smiled at them and then suddenly turned his head, his gaze falling on Liu Mubai. The latter was standing with his arms crossed, looking at him with a playful expression, like a wolf eyeing its prey.

Seeing Muchen look at him, Liu Mubai smiled and moved his lips slightly.

Muchen narrowed his eyes, understanding what Liu Mubai wanted to say.

"Your fate will be just as pitiful as his."

Muchen smiled, his eyes cold, and replied with a smile.

"I'm waiting."

(To be continued)