Mu Qing had absolutely no favorable impression of certain people within Buddhism.
What was more, this group had tried to throw their weight around the moment they arrived. With endless negative power already contained within him, Mu Qing naturally could not hold back.
"What did you do to him?" Bone Soul hurried forward to examine Yan Yi, who lay collapsed on the ground.
The people around them looked horrified. They had originally been quite hostile toward Mu Qing, the new ninth-ranked contender, and had looked down on Sword Three, the former ninth-ranked contender.
Yet the moment Mu Qing arrived, he had instantly defeated Yan Yi—something none of them had expected.
Mu Qing had merely shouted. They had not even sensed the slightest fluctuation of energy, yet Yan Yi had collapsed unconscious onto the ground. The method was far too terrifying.
Bone Soul's heart trembled. He had been the first to probe Mu Qing's strength, and Mu Qing's power was definitely far more than what a ninth-ranked contender should possess. Now, he felt that perhaps Mu Qing's strength could even reach the top three.
"No wonder he directly called Senior Brother Tianzi by name earlier. Perhaps, in his own mind, his strength is about on par with the second-ranked contender?" Bone Soul thought.
"I heard long ago that a newcomer skilled in physical strength would be joining us at the Three Realms Summit. Now it seems that physical strength is not the only thing you excel at." Yuan Tianzi narrowed his eyes as he sized Mu Qing up.
He very much wanted to test Mu Qing himself. He was extremely curious about Mu Qing's true strength.
"However, I'm even more curious why someone capable of instantly defeating the seventh-ranked Yan Yi would arrive here covered in injuries." Yuan Tianzi had noticed