Chapter 133 The Slap

"Finally dared to come up? I, this Prince, thought you only dared to hide behind a woman!"

"If I'm not mistaken, that person just now was the princess of the Tianyuan Dynasty, right? Don't worry, I won't kill you later. I want you to suffer in agony, to live on and watch how I snatch away the girl you love, and then humiliate her daily for my amusement!"

Third Prince Yelü Hui started spouting trash talk.

"Your dad is dead. Your mom is also dead."

Mu An suddenly said this inexplicably.

Third Prince Yelü Hui: ?

"How bold! I hope you can still stand and talk to me later!"

Third Prince Yelü Hui laughed out of extreme anger.

He didn't bother with any martial arts spirit anymore, rushing forward and swinging a heavy fist.

The blood-colored Spiritual Qi on his fist was as sharp as a blade, and as he swung, one could faintly smell the scent of blood, as if it had been tempered in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

This kind of strength, honed from life-and-death combat, was far stronger than that of Cultivators who only knew how to hide at home and practice basic skills.

Those two princes did not lose unjustly!

In the midst of battle, Mu An even had the mental capacity to analyze the reason for this.

This was not arrogance, but absolute confidence in his own strength.

Although he had not yet experienced the Golden Core Lightning Tribulation, Mu An already possessed the strength of the Golden Core Stage.

If he couldn't deal with a small Cultivator at the Qi Refining Stage 5 with such cultivation, he might as well quit.

"Is that all you can do, just dodge?"

After swinging dozens of punches in a row and missing, Third Prince Yelü Hui was extremely annoyed.

The opponent was like a loach; no matter how he tried to grab him, he couldn't, and no matter how he tried to touch him, he couldn't.

"You're anxious."

Mu An pushed out a palm, solidly blocking Third Prince Yelü Hui's heavy punch.

Under the other's stunned gaze, he exerted force with his five fingers suddenly.

With a crack, the tendons and bones were shattered, and the hand Third Prince Yelü Hui had been holding was instantly crippled!

"Ah—"

Third Prince Yelü Hui let out a miserable scream, hurriedly retreated several steps, and looked at his right hand in complete disbelief.

He mainly cultivated the Blood Evil Art, and every punch and palm strike contained killing power; those with slightly weaker wills could have their spirits instantly crushed if hit.

This was also the reason why he could easily defeat the two princes.

They were all flowers in a greenhouse; where would they have seen the blood and slaughter of the battlefield? Their willpower was fragile and collapsed at the slightest touch.

"Is that it? That's not good enough!"

Mu An sneered.

Third Prince Yelü Hui was extremely vigilant.

From the beginning until now, he discovered that he still hadn't seen through what the opponent's cultivation was.

It looked plain and unremarkable, without any Spiritual Qi, much like an ordinary person.

But judging from the strength just now, it was clearly extraordinary and not to be underestimated.

[Could he be a Body Cultivator who focuses on Body Refining?]

Third Prince Yelü Hui couldn't help but have such a thought.

The difficulty of Cultivating as a Body Cultivator was extremely high, and the process of tempering the body was extremely agonizing, which ordinary people could not endure.

Correspondingly, their combat power was always much stronger than that of Spiritual Cultivators who focused on Qi Refining.

Especially in the Qi Refinement Stage where there wasn't a huge gap, once closed in on, a Spiritual Cultivator almost only had the possibility of defeat, and it was difficult to counter.

"What? You're chickening out already? Come again!"

Mu An hooked his finger at Third Prince Yelü Hui in provocation.

One must know that the one who was so arrogant before was Third Prince Yelü Hui, but now the tables had turned, and the person being provoked had become himself.

"Don't get too cocky!"

Third Prince Yelü Hui's expression hardened, and he took out several Medicinal Pills and swallowed them all at once.

Such a scene also made many officials feel ashamed for him, and they found an opportunity to vent their frustration, launching a barrage of criticism.

"Taking drugs? Can't afford to play? A petty act!"

"If you want to fight, fight fair and square! What kind of skill is taking drugs?"

"Barbarians are just barbarians, unreasonable and only know how to break the rules!"

They were officials of the Tianyuan Dynasty, so naturally, they leaned towards the stance of the Tianyuan Dynasty.

They wouldn't consider that the opponent had previously fought two against one, or that his consumption was great; in any case, no one forced him, it was all Third Prince Yelü Hui's own choice.

"What do you know? The rules don't forbid taking Medicinal Pills! If it's not forbidden, it's allowed!"

Facing the mockery of the crowd, Third Prince Yelü Hui took a moment to retort.

At the same time, he was also stalling for time, waiting for the Medicinal Pills to take further effect.

Feeling the surging Spiritual Qi in his body, his Realm was constantly being temporarily raised, climbing step by step from Qi Refining Stage 5.

Qi Refining Stage 6, 7, 8... finally stopping at the Ninth Level of Qi Refining!

He improved by four small Realms at once!

At this moment, Third Prince Yelü Hui felt he could do it again.

There would be huge side effects after taking these Medicinal Pills, even endangering his future potential, but he couldn't care about that much right now; there was only one belief in his heart: win this match, ruthlessly trample the man in front of him under his feet, and regain the lost dignity, the dignity that belonged to a man!

"Come on! Fight again!"

"I want to see how you will defeat me!"

Third Prince Yelü Hui wantonly released the aura of his Ninth Level of Qi Refining Realm, his words incredibly arrogant.

Many people changed color one after another.

No one could have imagined that Third Prince Yelü Hui would be so crazy, forcibly raising his Realm to the Ninth Level of Qi Refining by taking drugs.

Compared to this, the Qi Refining Stage 5 of the First Prince and Second Prince seemed like a joke; he was simply playing with them.

Below the stage.

Xiao Qingzhu also furrowed her delicate brows slightly.

She really hadn't guessed wrong; the Khitan Kingdom dared to send Third Prince Yelü Hui alone because they had enough confidence. Putting aside her, an 'accident', there was indeed no one in the younger generation who could reach the Ninth Level of Qi Refining. One must know that even her father, Emperor Lu Changsheng, had only reached the Peak of the Ninth Level of Qi Refining after many years of bitter cultivation.

Suppressing the crowd with such cultivation was completely effortless.

Unfortunately, Third Prince Yelü Hui was unlucky enough to encounter Mu An, who didn't play by the rules!

His cultivation was terrifying; previously, he had even killed a great demon of the Golden Core Stage, let alone fighting someone at the Ninth Level of Qi Refining; fighting someone at the Ninth Level of Foundation Establishment would be like play for him.

And the longer she stayed with Mu An, the more she discovered that this man was unfathomable; it seemed he was getting stronger every day, and his hidden cards and methods were even more unpredictable.

"Take my punch!!!"

Third Prince Yelü Hui, who was completely unaware, roared.

With the belief of certain victory, he swung a punch that gathered the Spiritual Qi of the Ninth Level of Qi Refining.

Although he hadn't truly hit Mu An, he could already imagine the expression of the other party kneeling at his feet and crying bitterly.

At that time, he would definitely make him know the serious consequences of offending him, the Third Prince of the Khitan Kingdom!

Mu An's expression was calm, without the slightest dodge, and he didn't make any defense either.

He simply backhanded a slap.

Slap—

The crisp and pleasant sound spread throughout the entire arena.

Although it appeared to have no Spiritual Qi fluctuations, Third Prince Yelü Hui's gathered strike was thus forcibly dispersed. Visually, it looked like he had voluntarily brought his face to Mu An's hand, and then flew back dozens of meters, lying on the ground unable to get up no matter how hard he tried.

At the same time, those Spiritual Qi that had been drawn but not released had nowhere to vent and directly rampaged within his body, instantly causing serious backlash.

Third Prince Yelü Hui widened his eyes, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire aura withered incessantly.

Even now, his heart was full of disbelief, and he completely didn't understand how he had lost.

No matter how strong the opponent was, it was impossible for him to be stronger than the Ninth Level of Qi Refining, right?

But reality wouldn't lie; Mu An was still standing there with a calm expression, like an extraordinary Immortal, his robes rustling, without even a wrinkle.

It formed a sharp contrast with his disheveled image!