Chapter 786 The Clown

It didn't matter that Zhou Yiqiao remained silent. After this opening, the entire Xingchen sect, from the elders to the disciples, seemed to have become the party being provoked. The crowd was furious and glared at Zhou Yiqiao.

"Okay! Let me see how much you, the so-called genius of Yongzhou, weigh!"

Mu Bing had a gloomy look on his face, and with his haggard figure, he seemed like a poisonous snake in the shadows, with a cold and dangerous aura all over his body.

Zhou Yiqiao frowned slightly, but his aura did not change at all, and he waved his hand slightly impatiently.

"Then stop talking nonsense and take action."

Seeing Zhou Yiqiao's arrogant look, Mu Bing's face became more ferocious and he said with gritted teeth.

"In that case, don't blame me for ignoring your identity as a guest!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up, flipping his palms, and a group of gray-black spiritual light suddenly poured out from his arms.

As he landed steadily in the center of the ring, two black dragons attacked Zhou Yiqiao with lightning speed, one from the left and one from the right.

"Fake it."

Facing the wave of spiritual power that arrived in the blink of an eye, Zhou Yiqiao remained unmoved, not even summoning the cold dagger or dusk sword that he usually used.

He saw his fists swinging out at will, facing the black dragons on the left and right sides.

"Bang! Bang!"

With two muffled sounds, the black dragons on the left and right suddenly collapsed after hitting Zhou Yiqiao's fist wind and disappeared without a trace, causing no waves at all.

Mu Bing was stunned for a moment, then became furious.

"court death!"

Along with his fierce shouting, a powerful wave of spiritual power suddenly surged out of his body, sweeping towards Zhou Yiqiao like a hurricane.

Facing such terrifying power, Zhou Yiqiao still stood motionless.

There was a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth, and he glanced at Mu Bingji lightly.

"Let me show you what real magic and tricks are!"

After speaking, he raised his hands and stretched. The spiritual pressure that Mu Bing had gathered in his rage was instantly shaken. He spun around in mid-air and turned back to attack Mu Bing.

Seeing this, Mu Bing hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power for defense, but unfortunately it was already too late.

"Bang...bang!"

The spiritual pressure that came out of his body had returned the way it came. Everyone only heard two loud noises. Mu Bing had been blasted more than ten feet away and fell straight to the ground.

The originally carefully arranged arena was smashed into a deep pit, with rubble flying everywhere.

As for Mu Bing, his hair was disheveled and he was in a miserable state. Coupled with his upper body's completely torn clothes and his skinny body exposed to the air, he looked extremely miserable.

Zhou Yiqiao, who was on the ring, remained motionless, only glancing contemptuously at Mu Bingxi who fell to the ground.

"It's too slow. You shouldn't be ranked high in the Star Faction, right? Otherwise, how could you have this little strength?"

Mu Bing had struggled to get up from the ground, his face was extremely gloomy, he glared at him fiercely, and then said every word through gritted teeth.

"Zhou Yiqiao, you are going too far!"

Mu Bing roared, his eyes were red, and countless tadpole-like black marks appeared on his withered body like tree branches.

These marks are like some kind of sealing runes, and they emit a strange black light as soon as they appear.

The surrounding spectators felt that the blood flow rate in their bodies increased suddenly, and their breathing became rapid.

"Senior Brother Mu actually wants to use the ghost seal?"

"Ghost Confinement is a secret technique that can only be activated at the cost of longevity. Each time it is used, it will consume ten years of the user's life. Why does Senior Brother Mu do this!"

The female cultivator from the Xingchen Sect who had insufficient mental cultivation seemed to have seen Mu Bingji's fate. Feng Shu looked sideways, not daring to look any further.

"A woman's kindness! The outcome of this duel is not only about the reputation of Senior Brother Mu, but more importantly, the face of our Star Sect!"

"Senior Brother Mu is now completely risking his life for our Star Sect. He only hates that I am not strong enough and can only watch Senior Brother Mu fight in such a bloody battle on the stage!"

The disciples of the Xingchen Sect were talking to each other, as if the Xingchen Sect had become a passive party, and Zhou Yiqiao had become the aggressive one, forcing Mu Bing to compete on stage!

"It is said that where soil and water nourish a person, today Zhou finally understood the truth behind this statement!"

The people's comments fell into Zhou Yiqiao's ears, making him extremely angry and laughing.

"The Star Sect has lived underground for a long time without seeing the light of day. Now it seems that they have really developed into a arrogant and ignorant trash!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Bing could no longer hold back. He immediately roared and charged towards him. At the same time, the ghost ban in his body was completely activated.

In an instant, his whole body's aura surged, and his whole body seemed to have been reborn. The muscles under his skin kept squirming, and his whole body seemed to be an inflated balloon, and his body became stronger and stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"If you insult our sect, you have to pay the price!"

With a roar, Mu Bing's figure suddenly turned into a blur of black mist, and with a sharp sound breaking through the air, he rushed towards Zhou Yiqiao.

"It's boring, it's just a show."

Seeing this, Zhou Yiqiao shook his head and sneered, put his index and middle fingers together, and stretched out his hand to block it in front of him.

"clang!"

Everyone heard a sound of gold and iron intersecting, and then they saw Mu Bing's right arm wrapped in black mist being blocked by Zhou Yiqiao with two fingers.

Under everyone's shocked gazes, Zhou Yiqiao spoke again.

"You have also seen the difference in strength between you and me."

"Next, I'll show you what real power is."

After finishing speaking, Mu Bing only felt numbness in his right arm. When he looked down, he saw that his right arm was in an irregular twisted posture, and it was obviously broken.

He was shocked, and before he could recover, he felt a strong wind blowing in front of him.

Looking up, Zhou Yiqiao had already distanced himself from him and appeared on the edge of the ring.

"Watch it, you can only see it once in your life."

The ethereal sword intent fell from the sky. After penetrating through the unknown thick rock formation, it wrapped around the blue dagger behind Zhou Yiqiao with a ray of sunlight.

"Cloud Nine."

The three plain words slowly came out of his mouth, and the atmosphere in the entire martial arts training hall instantly dropped to freezing point, and even the sound of a needle falling could be clearly heard.

"Shh!"

Han Po's dagger did not move, but a dazzling cold light jumped up from the dagger, swept across the sky, and carried a fierce power, heading straight towards Mu Bing.

The power contained in that cold light almost suffocated Mu Bing.

He tried to dodge, but failed because he found that his feet seemed to be nailed in place, and no matter what tricks he tried, he could not move even half an inch.

Blood splattered, and Mu Bing lost his life completely before he even had time to scream.