129: Gu Shaoyu fights Mu Buyu again

“Go, Senior Brother Lu!”

“Senior Brother Nangong, you are the best!”

“Hmph, Senior Brother Lu is sure to win this round!”

“Tch, who can’t talk big?”

“How about a bet?”

“A bet it is! We’ll bet a pack of spicy strips; the loser treats!”

“…”

Below the arena, countless Disciples waved flags and cheered for their people. As for Martial Nephew Mu’s matter, it was just a small interlude in the Grand Competition. As the Grand Competition began, many people stopped paying attention!

At this moment, on the arena, the first round of competition began.

Lu Jin’an versus Nangong Wuhen!

Both of them were influential figures in the Sect. Although they hadn't joined the Sect long ago, they were excellent in terms of appearance, strength, and talent, quickly becoming idols for many Disciples.

Now, the two of them were competing.

This made countless Disciples go wild, arguing until their faces were red!

“Martial Nephew Mu, who do you think will win?” Su Nianke looked at the two who had already started competing on the stage, her eyes flickering as she asked Martial Nephew Mu.

“Does that even need to be said? Lu Jin’an, of course. Nangong Wuhen’s strong suit is Alchemy; his combat power isn’t very strong. Didn't you see him being suppressed?” Martial Nephew Mu merely glanced once and lost interest. The gap between the two was quite large; anyone with eyes could tell.

“Uh, alright!” Su Nianke rolled her eyes at him. She was just bored and wanted someone to talk to. Anyone with eyes could see that Nangong Wuhen was being suppressed!

Martial Nephew Mu was not wrong. At this moment, on the arena, Lu Jin’an had a calm expression, while Nangong Wuhen was struggling to cope. Besides defending, he couldn't find any opportunity to counterattack!

Before long, Lu Jin’an sent him flying off the arena with a single palm strike.

Regarding Nangong Wuhen’s defeat, apart from the Disciples of Alchemy Peak, no one felt much surprise.

On the stage, Mu Tiannan also showed a hint of a smile when he saw Lu Jin’an win the Grand Competition, feeling relieved in his Heart-Nature.

Lu Jin’an was excellent in terms of talent, strength, and Heart-Nature. He was also very diligent in Cultivation on a daily basis, so it was no surprise that he possessed such strength.

As for the Peak Revered Master of Alchemy Peak beside him, he felt a bit dejected. Losing in the first round was somewhat disheartening.

However, thinking of Lu Jin’an’s abnormal strength, he was then relieved.

Jiang Qingchen watched the match below the stage with piercing eyes. He knew very well that Lu Jin’an’s ability to possess such strength was absolutely not just due to effort.

Aside from vast Cultivation resources, he knew that Mu Tiannan must have cleansed his marrow and bones, and probably didn't drink less Enlightenment Tea.

His talent had been greatly enhanced, and his Cultivation had become much faster.

Otherwise, continuous Breakthroughs in a short period would likely be very difficult.

Not only him, but other outstanding Disciples from various peaks were also the same. After cleansing their marrow and bones, their Cultivation became twice as effective.

Of course, Martial Nephew Mu and Ye Fojian were exceptions.

After all, having a Heaven-Defying Revered Master meant that their strength improving quickly was perfectly normal!

At this moment, the competition continued, and Jiang Qingchen was also paying attention to every match.

In the second round, Tan Jinsheng won.

In the third round, Murong Jiantang won.

In the fourth round, Su Nianke won.

These few rounds had almost no suspense.

However, Mo Qianyang gave everyone a pleasant surprise, forcing Tan Jinsheng to use many tactics to win!

Now, it was Martial Nephew Mu and Gu Shaoyu’s turn!

“I hope this kid isn’t too outrageous!” Jiang Qingchen saw Martial Nephew Mu step onto the stage and felt that this kid was going to cause trouble, so he couldn't help but mutter.

Beside him, Mu Tiannan heard Jiang Qingchen muttering and thought he was worried, so he chuckled and said, “Heh heh, Martial Nephew Jiang, what’s wrong? Are you scared?”

Scared?

Jiang Qingchen gave him a speechless look.

Yes, he was indeed scared.

He was afraid that Martial Nephew Mu would strike too hard and kill Gu Shaoyu!

Thinking of this, he replied indifferently, “Sect Master, just rest assured and wait for your retirement!”

“…” Mu Tiannan instantly didn't want to talk to him.

What did he mean? Did he want him to leave office so badly?!

At this moment, on the arena, seeing the two step onto the stage.

The Elder began to announce.

“Fifth round, Martial Nephew Mu versus Gu Shaoyu, let the match begin!”

As soon as he gave the order, Gu Shaoyu, without a word, immediately unleashed a powerful spiritual Qi. Wielding the stick in his hand, he charged towards Martial Nephew Mu.

“My goodness, is it necessary?”

Looking at Gu Shaoyu pouncing like a fierce tiger, Martial Nephew Mu was a bit speechless.

Shouldn't he at least say hello?

However, he didn't dare to be careless. If he were hit, he wouldn't know how to act to deceive the audience!

A spiritual light flashed in his hand, and a red ball, enveloped in spiritual Qi, floated above it.

After dribbling the ball a few times left and right, he suddenly slammed the ball towards Gu Shaoyu.

The ball, like a fireball, streaked through the air, tearing through it with a whooshing sound.

“Good!”

Gu Shaoyu saw the red ball flying towards him and showed no fear. He pushed off with his foot, flipped in mid-air, and gripped the black iron stick tightly, slamming it heavily onto the red ball!

Bang!

Two powerful forces collided, instantly causing a wave of energy to ripple outwards.

In a flash, the red ball dented like a spring, then was sent flying with a bang.

At the same time, Gu Shaoyu felt a recoil force from the stick, his expression slightly changed, and his body slid backward repeatedly in mid-air for a distance before landing on the ground.

The moment Martial Nephew Mu saw the ball being hit away, he leaped into the air and blocked the ball with his hand.

Swish swish swish…

The ball spun wildly, constantly rubbing against Martial Nephew Mu’s palm. The powerful force pushing it back continuously pressed backward. Martial Nephew Mu released spiritual Qi to suppress it, and soon brought it under control.

He landed on the ground, completely immersed in the state, controlling the ball with one hand, patting it up and down.

The ball hit the ground, constantly making rhythmic sounds, emitting peculiar noises.

Jiang Qingchen watched this familiar movement, his eyes wide.

Isn't this a basketball move? Why does this kid know it? And looking at his ball-handling skills, they're not bad!

Could it be those two Sacred Artifacts causing trouble?!

But soon, his eyes narrowed, because he saw the spiritual Qi within Martial Nephew Mu’s body circulating in a peculiar way.

Every dribble would inject a trace of spiritual Qi. The ball made a strange sound when it hit the ground, giving him the feeling of a drum being beaten!

The Great Dao Music Canon!

He had integrated the Great Dao Music Canon into this!

Jiang Qingchen’s eyes lit up.

This kid, he’s good!

The Great Dao Music Canon encompassed all sounds, not just music like zither, flute, or pipe sounds!

Or rather, this was more in line with the Dao of Kun Sound he followed.

At this moment, after Gu Shaoyu stabilized his body, his arm trembled slightly.

That attack just now could actually produce such a strong recoil.

Moreover, his red ball was very special; it had dented but could automatically restore itself, without any trace of deformation!

However, no matter how strange you are, you will lose this time!

Gu Shaoyu’s eyes narrowed, holding the stick with one hand, he charged forward again.

When he came within ten meters of Martial Nephew Mu, he leaped into the air, then swung the stick in mid-air. One powerful energy after another erupted from the stick, transforming into transparent stick illusions that smashed down from the sky.

Martial Nephew Mu gripped the red ball in his hand and accurately slammed it towards those attacks.

Each time the ball collided with an attack, it quickly rebounded back into Martial Nephew Mu’s hand, then was immediately thrown out again. His movements were extremely fast, his hands like fire wheels, transforming into afterimages!

Boom boom boom!!!

The two attacks continuously erupted with roaring sounds, and waves of energy poured out, causing the entire arena to shake incessantly, constantly generating gusts of strong wind that spread outwards.

For a time, the two’s attacks were evenly matched; neither could do anything to the other.

“Tch, are these two monsters? My eyes are almost blurry!” A Disciple raised his hand to block the strong wind coming at him, his hair constantly flying backward.

“It’s so exciting. Besides Tan Jinsheng’s match, the other few rounds ended quite uneventfully.” Another Disciple beside him also reached out to cover his eyes. The dazzling light constantly erupting in the sky made his eyes ache!

In the front row, many Disciples were even sent tumbling backward by the shock. If not for the Elder’s timely intervention, who cast an energy barrier to isolate the overflowing energy, many more Disciples would have suffered!

Martial Nephew Mu’s performance was truly astonishing, even the Elders were somewhat shocked.

Gu Shaoyu was genuinely a Divine Sea Realm Cultivator, yet the Realm Martial Nephew Mu displayed was only Nascent Realm Eighth Layer.

He was actually able to fight Gu Shaoyu to a draw. This was simply Heaven-Defying.