Mr. Yue's move had come far too unexpectedly. No one had imagined that a Grandmaster like him, dealing with a seemingly harmless scholar, would still act with such solemn seriousness—even with the suspicion of a sneak attack.
A Grandmaster sneak-attacking an Innate martial artist was simply absurd beyond measure.
Almost everyone believed Mu Yi could neither evade nor escape this move. He might even be crushed directly into minced flesh by Mr. Yue's attack.
Yet an accident occurred.
About thirty feet before Mu Yi, a massive, porcupine-like ferocious beast suddenly burrowed out from the hard ground. Its four hooves were pale white, and its sharp, metallic-looking quills bristled menacingly as mud and stones sprayed in all directions.
Its blood and qi were vigorous and tyrannical, its scorching aura warping the surrounding air. It appeared to be trying to ambush Mu Yi.
Yet the coincidence lay in the instant this porcupine beast emerged: Mr. Yue's two milky-white hands seized it at the same time. With terrifying force, they crushed the formidable beast straight into minced flesh, scattering a rain of blood.
At the very moment the beast was crushed, its countless sharp, hardened quills erupted with devastating power. Crackling without end, accompanied faintly by the rumble of thunder and lightning, they weakened Mr. Yue's move to the utmost limit.
By the time the remaining force reached Scholar Mu Yi's side, it did not stir even the slightest ripple.
Thus, Mu Yi, the shared target of both sides, emerged inexplicably without a scratch.
It sounded like pure fantasy, yet it had truly happened.
Everyone stared, dumbstruck. Those who had encountered and traveled with Mu Yi along the way were especially so. After all, this man's luck had risen steadily throughout the journey. No matter the circumstances, he had never encountered any real