Chapter 8 Don't be merciful

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After Mu Feng came out of his father, he returned to his residence. Although he had been in isolation for ten years, his residence was spotless.

He looked around his residence, and when he was about to go to the challenge hall, Mu Yun, who challenged Mu Yi on his behalf, hurriedly came.

"Mu Yun, have you done everything you want to do?" After waiting for Mu Yun to open his mouth, Mu Feng asked faintly.

"Yes, it's done, and Mu Yi also agreed, but... It's just that I noticed some changes from Mu Yi." Mu Yun was stunned at first, and then said.

"What has changed?" Mu Feng is still very flat,

"That's right, I thought that Mu Yi used to be very stupid, but it was still the same this morning, but when I saw him just now, I found that he had become much more limsy. Yes, that's it."

Mu Yun recalled and said affirmatively.

"Oh? What's going on?" After ten years of isolation, I only know that Mu Yi has lost his talent.

"It's a long story." Mu Yun organized the language, "At first, not long after the annual test ten years ago, everyone found that Mu Yi suddenly became much more stupid, and no one found that Mu Yi had lost his talent. It was not until nine years ago that everyone's cultivation gradually surpassed Mu Yi that in the annual test that year, we found that Mu Yi not only became clumsy, but also lost his cultivation talent.

I don't know about these Mufeng and I can't blame him. In the annual test ten years ago, neither talent nor cultivation was as good as Muyi. In anger, he began to retreat until ten years later. Therefore, except for knowing that Mu Yi has lost his talent, he doesn't know what has happened in the past decade.

After listening to Mu Yun's answer, Mu Feng frowned and fell into meditation, while Mu Yun stood respectfully and waited silently.

"In your words, Mu Yi is likely to lose his talent because of an accident that caused the loss of wisdom. According to Mu Yi's current reaction, he may have recovered his damaged intelligence. Speaking of this, a flash of light flashed in Mu Feng's eyes, "If that's the case, maybe his talent will be restored."

It is worthy of being the first genius under Mu Yi. He can deduce so much from a few words. Although it is not completely correct, it is also partially guessed by him.

Although Mu Yi's intelligence was not damaged, it was sealed. But who would have thought that the first genius of the Mu family would be sealed?

"Let's go! Take me to the 'Challenge Hall'."

Mujia's 'Challenge Hall' is set in the center of the family.

'Challenge Hall' Although there is a word 'Tang' in the name, it is indeed an open-air existence, because it is transformed by the training ground in the center of Mujiazheng.

On the high platform on the right side of the 'Challenge Hall', the notary sitting in the 'Challenge Hall' has a 'battle platform' with a length of about 50 meters and a width and a height of two meters in the center.

At this time, the 'Challenge Hall' is surrounded by more than 100 meters of open space, gathering the young girls of the young generation of the family standing in it, with bursts of noise and rising to the sky.

And the topic they are talking about is nothing more than the battle between Mufeng and Muyi.

"Mu Feng's challenge to Mu Yi is simply bullying. How can Mu Yi's useless wood be Mu Feng's opponent?"

After listening to the first half of this sentence, I thought that someone was fighting for Mu Yi, but the next words were full of disdain.

"Who says no? It has been staying on the sixth floor of the refinery for ten years, but Mu Feng has reached the perfect state of gas refining."

This statement is indeed good. Not to mention the great perfection of gas refining, even if it is seven layers of gas refining, it is not something that can be overcome by the six layers of gas refining. Although it is only a difference of one layer, it is different from one realm. Although Mu Yi is the peak of the six layers of gas refining, he is finally in the middle stage of gas refining, and after the seven layers is the late stage of gas refining.

What's more, Mu Feng has cultivated to the perfect state of gas refining.

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On the high platform on the right, two notaries sat there. One of them was dressed in a white brocade robe and a flowing beard. The old man, who was in his fifties, who was in the perfect state of building the foundation, said respectfully to an old man in a gray robe beside him, "Teacher, what do you think of this game?"

The old man in a fixed state slowly opened his eyes and said faintly, "Fal is victory, and victory is defeat. There is no need to pay too much attention to victory or defeat. Mu Feng, a little guy, can't break through and enter the foundation period because he takes success or failure too seriously.

"Thank you for your teaching." Although he said so, he couldn't help muttering in his heart, "If it's not to distinguish between the victory and the weak, why do you practice so desperately?" What's the matter with setting up this 'challenge hall'?

The old man took a look at him, shook his head helplessly, and closed his eyes again, but sighed in his heart, "If you really look open, how can you stay in the foundation period?"

About a cup of tea.

"Okay, don't quarrel, everyone. Mu Feng is coming."

While everyone was talking about the heat, a teenager with long hair, a simple robe and an indifferent expression walked slowly from the left side of the 'Challenge Hall'. Although it looked very slow, the man came to the 'Challenge Table' with a few breaths.

Without making any stops, he went directly to the notary desk and bowed to the two people sitting on the high platform, "Disciple Mu Feng, I have met the deacon, I have met Zong..."

"Cough!" The old man in a white brocade robe coughed quickly for fear that Mu Feng would continue to say, "Okay, Mu Feng, you can go to the 'battle platform' now and wait for Mu Yi's arrival."

"Yes, deacon." Mu Feng looked at the old man and was puzzled, "Why did he even come to watch the battle?"

Then, Mu Feng jumped lightly and fell on the 'battle platform' in an instant.

"I hope Mu Yi has regained his cultivation talent, otherwise the Mu family would have a pity for a genius and lost a competitor at the same time."

Among the young generation, Mu Feng was undoubtedly the first, and he felt deeply lonely.

Mu Feng stood quietly on the 'bat platform' and waited for Mu Yi's arrival. The discussion under the stage did not disturb his thoughts.

"It's almost time. Why doesn't Mu Yi come? It's not that he's afraid of cousin Mufeng and doesn't dare to come." Some impatient people around the 'battle platform' said disdainfully.

"What are you worried about? Isn't the time yet? Don't you want to see the battle between the two geniuses?"

"I don't think Mu Yi dares to come. How dare he accept my eldest brother's challenge?" Mu Yun, who came with Mu Feng, was full of disdain.

At this moment, not far away, on the path, a figure was slowly coming, and the calm pace did not seem to pay attention to today's Mufeng's challenge.

As they got closer and closer, everyone found the teenager in a gray robe in the distance with a faint smile on his face. Everyone looked at Mu Yi walking slowly puzzledly until Mu Yi came to the 'battle platform' and stopped, and everyone woke up with his smile.

At this time, Mu Feng, who was standing on the stage, flashed his eyes, but Mu Yun's face was as ugly as eating a fly. Mu Yi appeared and slapped him in the face fiercely. Fortunately, no one noticed his change.

Mu Yi skimmed everyone's expressions. Except for gloating, they were disdainful. All kinds of expressions were complicated, but there was a lack of worry.

"Maybe this is the way the family treats waste." Mu Yi was not sad, but just endless sighs.

"Disciple Mu Yi, I have seen the deacon..." He took a look at the old man around him, and the appearance of the old man shocked him.

"Eh, you can go to the stage. Mu Feng is already waiting for you for a cup of tea on the stage." The old man, who had never spoken, suddenly opened his eyes and said flatly.

Mu Yi bowed to the old man, didn't say anything, and slowly walked to the 'battle platform'.

Standing opposite Mu Feng, Mu Yi said faintly, "I hope that cousin Mu Feng will show mercy."

Mu Yi's words suddenly burst into an uproar, and the voices of everyone under the stage became louder.

The old man on the notary table suddenly looked at Mu Yi with the same eyes and said faintly, "This boy is a little interesting."

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