"..."
Young Master Du Long's face darkened as his cobra-like eyes, tongues flickering, fixed on Mu Yuan.
To be honest, even he could not kill Nie Daoqun as effortlessly as Mu Yuan had.
"Mid-stage Spiritual Movement Realm? That shouldn't be possible."
Young Master Du Long was certain Mu Yuan had not concealed his cultivation. The sword in his hand was merely an ordinary longsword forged from common materials, not a Divine Weapon.
And what had that sword strike just now been?
It had looked like a single strike, but everyone else had failed to see clearly because his sword had moved too fast.
However, Young Master Du Long himself used a saber. In certain respects, saber techniques and sword techniques were similar.
Thus, he had seen it clearly. After Mu Yuan drew his sword, he had struck ten times.
He simply could not tell whether Nie Daoqun's defense had been too slow afterward, or whether the sword aura had simply ignored Nie Daoqun's defense.
He could not make sense of it.
No matter what, he had already developed deep wariness toward Mu Yuan.
"This young master must be joking. With your strength, taking an Earth Spirit Fruit is only right."
Young Master Du Long gave a dry laugh.
At that moment.
Liu Wan'er was so excited that her breathing had become rapid.
Originally, she had thought they would not obtain even half a fruit!
Yet Mu Yuan shook his head.
"Is that so? Just because you have no objections does not mean I have none. Those five Earth Spirit Fruits you claimed in advance belong to me!"
His voice remained calm.
Though it sounded like a question.
No one took it as one.
The entire scene fell deathly silent.
It was already unbelievable that Young Master Du Long had taken a step back. No one had expected Mu Yuan to snatch food from a tiger's jaws.
Sure enough.
The instant Mu Yuan spoke those words.
The entire valley did not merely seem frozen; it was as if it had suddenly been plunged into a space at absolute zero!
A cold, murderous aura radiated from Young Master Du Long, almost tangible as it surged freely through the air, disrupting the surroundings and sealing off everything.
Young Master Du Long's fury was like an erupting volcano, rage taken to the extreme.
"Do you think you've got me completely under control?"
He stared at Mu Yuan, brilliance shooting from his eyes as his expression twisted with viciousness.
The next moment, he flipped his palm, producing a blood-red pill that exuded a violent aura. He swiftly swallowed it.
"Th-that's a Crimson Blood Pill!"
Qing Fu and the others stared wide-eyed, their gazes burning.
The Crimson Blood Pill was a pill that could temporarily boost one's strength, and it was extremely valuable.
Ordinary factions could not afford such a thing.
However, it came with severe aftereffects.
One would not take it unless forced into a desperate situation.
As expected of Young Master Du Long of Poison Dragon Island—he could even produce such a rare life-saving pill.
Only moments after swallowing it, the spiritual pressure around Young Master Du Long surged explosively.
Young Master Du Long sneered, raised his foot, and strode forward with explosive force.
Like a moving divine mountain, he approached Mu Yuan carrying a violent, sinister aura.
Boom!
Boom!!
Boom!!!
Each step Young Master Du Long took was earth-shaking. The thunderous sounds were like world-shattering divine lightning, blasting so fiercely that people's eardrums seemed ready to burst.
Even more terrifyingly, with every step, his lean body swelled further. In the end, he became a one-eyed burly man standing two and a half meters tall.
Beneath his crushing footprints, the ground cracked apart, creating an utterly shocking sight.
Li Lang and the others could not stop themselves from retreating.
His aura alone forced them back.
Too powerful!!!
Only then did they suddenly realize that they had greatly underestimated Young Master Du Long.
Even the strongest geniuses of the Eastern Spiritual Territory and Western Spiritual Territory could not achieve such an aura after taking a Crimson Blood Pill.
Then they looked at Mu Yuan.
To everyone's surprise, Mu Yuan's expression did not change in the slightest.
"You want to take my five Earth Spirit Fruits? Hehe, then let me tell you this: you won't get even half of one!"
"Dragon Roaming Slash!"
Young Master Du Long's voice was icy, each word sharp and clear. As he unleashed the slash, immense spiritual power gushed forth alongside a low dragon's roar. Grayish-white spiritual power condensed around the blade, forming a snarling stone dragon that coiled around it. It shattered the air and cleaved viciously toward Mu Yuan.
Bang! Bang!
Even the air exploded beneath that blade aura, forming arcs of air that intertwined before the charging stone dragon.
Since Young Master Du Long was not a sword-drawing cultivator like Mu Yuan, his attack was immensely powerful but not particularly fast. At least, it seemed rather slow in Mu Yuan's eyes.
Spiritual power surged beneath his feet, and Mu Yuan evaded Young Master Du Long's strike with lightning speed.
The Dragon Roaming Saber truly lived up to its name. With one slash... the enormous boulder behind where Mu Yuan had been standing was reduced to powder by the blade aura.
"I didn't expect you to dodge that!"
Young Master Du Long sneered and swung another slash behind him, grayish-white spiritual power sweeping outward.
Because Mu Yuan had already moved behind him.
"Sword Drawing Art!"
"Steel Cutting!"
A cold gleam flashed through Mu Yuan's eyes, but his expression remained calm. He showed no panic whatsoever despite Young Master Du Long's tremendous increase in strength after taking the Crimson Blood Pill.
Golden spiritual power flooded into the hand gripping his scabbard, and then he drew his sword.
"Nie Daoqun was careless. I will not make the same mistake he did."
Before Mu Yuan drew his sword, Young Master Du Long had already used spiritual power to form a faint grayish-white wall of light around himself.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
Mu Yuan drew his sword too quickly for anyone to see how many times he had done so. They could only see the sparks from blade and sword colliding, along with the white barrier around Young Master Du Long constantly trembling as the longsword struck it.
"I never expected this fellow's true strength to be so terrifying. He drew his sword one hundred and three times in a single breath! If Young Master Du Long had not taken the Crimson Blood Pill, he would have been invincible!"
"It's truly hard to imagine that he only has the cultivation of the Spiritual Movement Realm!"
Not only were the others staring at the scene in horror, but even Qing Fu's mouth was filled with bitterness.
"Unfortunately, there are no ifs. In the end, he was simply too arrogant!"
Liu Tairong nodded.
"Your speed is truly astonishing, but unfortunately, you cannot break my White Light Barrier. You're merely scratching an itch for me!"
Young Master Du Long mocked him again and unleashed another slash.
"Dragon Roaming Slash!"
Just as Young Master Du Long had said, Mu Yuan drew his sword extremely quickly. Within the same amount of time, he could attack three times as often as Young Master Du Long.
But if he could not break the other man's spiritual shield, all of it was futile.
Mu Yuan remained silent, continuing to evade the other man's Dragon Roaming Slash while drawing his sword rapidly.
Streak after streak of sword aura flashed as fast as lightning.
"Useless!"
"With your strength, it is impossible for you to defeat me as I am now!"
Young Master Du Long's increased strength had already reached a level close to the peak of the mid-stage Spirit Wheel Realm.
Yet Mu Yuan still did not respond. He knew there was no meaning in wasting words.
The two of them were already locked in a fight to the death, so why say pointless things and distract himself?
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