Mu Chen vs. Mu Yuan (Seeking Recommendations and Collections)

Chapter 10: Mu Chen PK Mu Yuan (Please Recommend, Please Bookmark)

In the blink of an eye, several days had passed.

On a training ground in the Mu Mansion covered with stone pillars, Mu Chen shot forward, kicking up a trail of dust. Between his palms, dark black spiritual energy coiled, faintly emitting sharp fluctuations.

Chi!

He pressed his two fingers together, wrapped in dark black spiritual energy like an exceptionally sharp black spike, and struck heavily against a stone pillar.

Crack!

Broken stones burst outward as cracks rapidly spread across the pillar.

Then, with a bang, the pillar exploded into pieces.

Seeing this, Mu Chen grinned, slowly withdrew his stance, and calmed his breath. The dark black spiritual energy on his palms quietly dissipated.

"Brother Yuan, you've always looked out for me since we were kids. I won't let you down. On the day of the Academy Trial, if you lose, I'll get back every bit of humiliation you suffered, one by one."

These past few days, Mu Chen had poured all his energy into cultivating the Great Pagoda Scripture.

It was precisely this persistence that had made him famous even among the endless freaks of the Spiritual Road, where he eventually stirred up that huge incident, leaving countless geniuses and oddballs stunned.

Naturally, Mu Chen had also achieved remarkable results.

Not only had the spiritual energy in his Qi Sea grown denser, but his understanding of the Great Pagoda Scripture had deepened as well.

Once the Great Pagoda Scripture was on track, Mu Chen also picked out a few volumes of attack-oriented spiritual arts from the secret chamber that suited him for training.

After all, to boost combat power, offensive spiritual arts were indispensable.

What he had just executed was the Mortal-Grade Middle spiritual art, Bone Shattering Finger!

Moreover, that Liu Yang was no ordinary person. His father was the lord of the Liu Domain.

And the Liu Domain was the most powerful domain in the Northern Spiritual Territory.

Liu Yang himself wasn't lacking in talent, and he had the full support of the Liu Domain behind him.

But if that Liu Yang thought he could trample on them, brothers, it wouldn't be that easy.

Clap, clap.

Applause came from the side. Mu Chen looked over and saw Mu Feng standing smiling at the edge of the training ground, clearly pleased with Mu Chen's performance just now.

"Dad."

Mu Chen patted the dust off his arms and walked over to Mu Feng.

"These are the Mysterious Origin Pills you asked me to prepare. They come from the Endless Fire Domain and are best for healing injuries. Are you hurt?"

Mu Feng held out a jade bottle.

"Endless Fire Domain?"

Mu Chen clicked his tongue in amazement.

The Endless Fire Domain was renowned far and wide for its alchemy, a giant in the Great Thousand World.

And its ruler was that Flame Emperor, who had come from a lower plane and broken through its barriers.

Legend had it that he had once visited the Fire Spirit Clan, which had deep foundations even in the Great Thousand World.

The Fire Spirit Clan had even called upon their ancient ancestor, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, yet still couldn't gain the upper hand against the Flame Emperor, allowing him to leave gracefully.

Aside from his unmatched strength, the Flame Emperor of the Endless Fire Domain was also unique in his mastery of alchemy. The spiritual pills he refined were sought after even by Sovereign-level experts, who could rarely obtain one.

Then, his gaze quickly swept over the jade bottle.

Inside the bottle were some pills, dark cyan in color, round as dragon eyes.

"No, today is the day Brother Yuan and I agreed to spar. He'll be here soon. I was afraid he might get hurt, so I had Dad prepare the pills in advance..."

Mu Chen shook his head, a hint of eagerness showing.

Hearing this, Mu Feng fell silent.

He recalled the scene of Mu Yuan breaking through to the Spiritual Movement Realm that day.

This match had been a foregone conclusion, but now, victory and defeat were hard to call.

Suddenly, a glance from the corner of his eye caught sight of a white-clad youth standing on a stone pillar in the distance, who had appeared there at some unknown time.

Mu Feng's body jolted as he stared at Mu Yuan in disbelief.

There was a noticeable change in him—his eyes had become much sharper.

"Little Mu, this pill might as well be prepared for you."

"Big Mu, what a freak!!!"

Mu Feng thought to himself, then looked at Mu Chen with a hint of pity in his gaze.

Mu Chen had also spotted Mu Yuan by now.

Dressed in white, hands clasped behind his back, gazing up at the sky, he had quite the air of a master.

Mu Chen's mouth twitched slightly.

To be honest, he really did look like he had a bit of an expert's aura about him.

A fighting spirit blazed across Mu Chen's face.

"Brother Yuan, you're here."

"I've been waiting for you for quite some time."

A faint voice came from Mu Yuan's mouth.

"Is that so?"

Mu Chen looked utterly baffled.

He'd been at this training ground for a long time too—how come he hadn't seen hide nor hair of him?

"Ah."

Mu Yuan sighed, and only after a long pause did he slowly speak: "What a long seven days it's been."

"Seven days is nothing."

Mu Chen was even more confused.

After all, those seven days had passed in the blink of an eye for him.

Mu Yuan shook his head and spoke again: "You wouldn't understand the loneliness of standing at the top."

But his voice was aloof and proud, like the solitude of one who had yet to meet his match.

Mu Chen's mouth twitched violently.

"Brother Yuan's starting to say things that make no sense again."

Whenever this happened, he knew Brother Yuan was hooked on playing the cool guy.

Unfortunately, the coolness didn't last three seconds before Mu Feng bellowed: "You little brat, speak like a normal person."

The moment those words left his mouth, the strange atmosphere on the field was shattered completely.

"Dad, you always ruin the mood!"

Mu Yuan curled his lip.

That little exchange just now was a snippet of dialogue he'd seen in a novel from his past life, spoken between two experts before their duel.

He hadn't expected little Mu to actually play along.

"You little brat, do you think I don't know your tricks? You're still young, so don't try to act all deep in front of your old man. Get your ass down here."

A vein bulged on Mu Feng's forehead.

This brat loved playing the cool guy for no reason.

Mu Yuan's face reddened. He leaped down from the stone pier and drifted lightly to a stop in front of Mu Chen.

"Little Mu, let's begin."

Mu Yuan's tone suddenly shifted, turning serious.

Over these seven days, he had made great progress too—he had already condensed a second Dragon Elephant.

But it was only after forming that second Dragon Elephant that he realized each subsequent one he condensed in his Void Aperture would require double the Spiritual Energy.

The God Elephant Suppressing Prison Force was far too resource-intensive. Who knew when he'd ever manage to condense ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Dragon Elephants?

"Brother Yuan, you'd better be careful."

The moment Mu Chen's words fell, he took a step forward the next instant. A faint muffled sound rang out beneath his feet, and his body shot forward like the wind, charging straight at Mu Yuan.

At this speed, anyone at the Sensing Realm would be knocked flat, unable to react at all.

Even an early-stage Spiritual Movement Realm cultivator would struggle to parry.

But Mu Yuan was utterly calm.

Just as the fist was about to slam into him, Mu Yuan took a light step backward.

That single step made Mu Chen's fist brush past him.

Missing his punch, Mu Chen was a little surprised.

He hadn't expected Brother Yuan to actually dodge that blow.

Mu Chen hadn't wasted that year on the Spiritual Road; he was no ordinary person either.

His attack didn't stop. He turned his fist into a claw and swept it back toward Mu Yuan's shoulder.

"Heh..."

Mu Yuan let out a faint laugh, leaning his body slightly backward, then dragged his feet in a sliding motion for several steps, narrowly dodging the strike.

"Was that really just a coincidence?"

Mu Chen's brow furrowed tightly. Then, a dark, ghostly Spiritual Energy burst from his body. Fists and feet working together, he charged at Mu Yuan once more.

Spiritual Energy pressed against the air, producing a strange creaking sound.

His speed had at least doubled!

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