C11 Mutation

Mu Qiuyang was extremely sturdy with his palms moving at the same time, the energy waves enveloping three meters around him, making it difficult for Fang Bai to step even a single inch of distance away.

With the Floating Steps, Fang Bai swam around, and from time to time, the deciduous palm would smash into Mu Qiuyang's body, but it was like a clay ox entering the ocean, it did not pose any form of danger.

On the contrary, Mu Qiuyang's palm struck over. Fang Bai did not dare to face it head on, so he could only dodge, causing the two Zhenqi s to be far too different.

"You're struggling at death's door and clearly know that you're going to lose. Why are you asking to be humiliated?"

Mu Qiuyang sneered, he rushed towards Fang Bai, his palms dancing, watertight.

Fang Bai turned a deaf ear, but the brows was slowly locking up. Mu Qiuyang's Zhenqi was too strong, it was definitely not Seven Meridians Warrior, so could it be that he had made a breakthrough during this period of time?

If Mu Qiuyang really broke through eight meridians, then Fang Bai's odds of winning would be close to zero.

Once a warrior had opened eight meridians, all the meridian in his body would integrate and have a qualitative change in strength. Even five peak seven meridians martial artists might not be a match for one that had just entered the eight meridians.

"Good-for-nothing is still Good-for-nothing. No matter how lucky he is, it can't change the essence of his Good-for-nothing." Mu Qiuyang said in a low voice, "Some things are not owned by the Good-for-nothing, so it's better to avoid death."

Fang Bai was startled at first, but then immediately understood Mu Qiuyang's meaning. He must have thought that he had met with some sort of fortuitous encounter that led him to reach his current state.

Fang Bai sneered from the bottom of his heart, but did not deny it.

In the audience, Feng Wuji looked at Qu Li and laughed: "Who does Pavilion Master Qu think will win?"

Qu Li laughed: "Could it be that Elder Feng is testing my eyesight? If Fang Bai's cultivation continued to rise, victory or defeat would be hard to predict. But right now, there was no chance. Could it be that Elder Feng thinks highly of Fang Bai? "

"Fang Bai might have a chance." Feng Wuji said indifferently: "He has a deep understanding into the martial way, and is extremely terrifying. Someone his age shouldn't have appeared."

"Yes." Qu Li solemnly nodded his head: "This is what I find strange, could he really be a genius in the martial arts?"

"Let's keep watching!" Feng Wuji laughed, then turned his gaze back to the stage.

At this time, Fang Bai was slightly slower in dodging, and the left arm was hit by Mu Qiuyang's palm, causing it to feel a burning pain. It turned its body around, and was almost hit by Mu Qiuyang's palm.

"It's time to end this!"

Mu Qiuyang was not merciful about it, he quickly increased his attack speed and smacked the air with both of his palms, causing a wave of Qi to surge out and sealing off Fang Bai's escape route.

Fang Bai's heart sank, Mu Qiuyang was indeed hiding his strength, he did not expect him to actually breakthrough to the 8th meridian, looks like he was going to lose this battle.

Failure!

Fang Bai was not willing to give up. 16 years of tolerance, if even Mu Qiuyang could not pass through, then this martial way, was worth it!

Thinking about it, Fang Bai no longer avoided the attack, he turned, and welcomed the attack with both of his palms.

The sudden action caused Mu Qiuyang to be startled, then immediately after, the corner of his mouth revealed a sinister smile, with the difference in strength placed there, he could only die even faster!

The change in the stage caused the spectators to be at a loss. Feng Wuji was also slightly baffled, not understanding why Fang Bai would use his short body to attack an opponent's long term.

BOOM!

As the four palms collided ferociously, Fang Bai felt an incomparably tyrannical Zhenqi s energy flow through his two palms and into his body, crazily flowing and tearing through the meridian s, surging straight to the Dantian.

"This is bad!" Fang Bai's face changed, he did not even think of killing him, he just wanted to cripple his cultivation.

"I said it before, I won't kill you!"

Mu Qiuyang laughed sinisterly, the Zhenqi continued to surge forward, rushing towards Fang Bai's Dantian, its purpose was obvious.

Fang Bai only felt a tearing pain in his body as he activated Zhenqi to resist the invasion of Mu Qiuyang's Zhenqi.

"How is it? This is not a good feeling, is it? " Mu Qiuyang laughed: "Obediently hand over your secrets, I can consider sparing your life."

At this time, Fang Bai's body had turned into a set of Battlefield. Mu Qiuyang's Zhenqi was much thicker than Fang Bai's. Fang Bai's Zhenqi was being pushed back bit by bit, and just as Mu Qiuyang's Zhenqi was about to enter the Dantian, he was helpless.

"Is it really going to end like this?"

Fang Bai's heart trembled, good fortune makes a fool out of people, what else can he do? 16 years of patience, in exchange for this result.

BOOM!

Mu Qiuyang's Zhenqi was like an overflowing river, instantly surging into Fang Bai's Dantian. It frantically started to destroy everything, and waves after waves of pain came from his abdomen.

Just at this moment, a change suddenly occurred. An attraction force suddenly came from the Medicine King's Divine Cauldron in Fang Bai's Dantian as two Zhenqi s were continuously sucked in at the same time.

"Hmm?"

Mu Qiuyang realised that his Zhenqi had suddenly disappeared, his expression changed greatly. He anxiously tried to retract his palms, but he found himself pulled by a strong suction force, unable to struggle free.

The Zhenqi in his body escaped from his grasp like a wild horse. It flowed into Fang Bai's body through his palms like a torrent, and in that instant, less than fifty percent of the Zhenqi remained.

"How could this be? What cultivation technique are you cultivating?"

Mu Qiuyang could not think of the existence of Medicine King's Divine Cauldron, and thought that Fang Bai cultivated some kind of evil technique.

At this moment, Fang Bai was also in great pain. The Medicine King's Divine Cauldron did not differentiate between friend or foe, and even sucked his Zhenqi into the cauldron. His Zhenqi was much worse than Mu Qiuyang's. If this continued, then he would definitely be the first one to be sucked dry.

"I admit defeat!"

Mu Qiuyang was finally afraid, and as he lowered the arrogant skull of his first Genius, he admitted defeat.

"You're still not letting go?"

Seeing that Fang Bai was still not stopping, Mu Qiuyang bellowed. Hua Yang, who was standing in the corner of the stage, was completely confused. He strode over and said, "Let him go!"

Fang Bai laughed bitterly, "I don't know why either, but I suddenly lost control of myself."

"This …"

Just as Hua Yang was about to make a move and separate them, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The Zhenqi in Mu Qiuyang's body continued to flow into his body, what if he made a move, then even his Zhenqi would be absorbed?

Immediately, he turned to look at the spectator stand, Feng Wuji's expression was gloomy, and did not speak for a long time.

"Let go of my son!"

Mu Junhao who was in the stands could no longer sit still, rushed up the Ring, and struck out with his palm towards Fang Bai. Before Hua Yang could stop it, Mu Junhao's palm had fiercely landed on his back and suddenly stopped moving.

Puff!

Fang Bai sprayed out fresh blood that splattered on his head. He felt another incomparably tyrannical Zhenqi surge in from behind him, it was more than ten times stronger than Mu Qiuyang's Zhenqi from before.

At this moment, Fang Bai's entire body was aching to the bone. If not for Mu Junhao, who was behind him and in front of him, Fang Bai would have collapsed to the ground long ago.

"How could this be?"

Mu Junhao was shocked, he had finally experienced Mu Qiuyang's pain, and the Zhenqi in his body flooded into his body.

Hua Yang who was at the side secretly heaved a sigh of relief. If the person who just made a move was him, wouldn't he be facing the same fate?

The scene became eerily quiet. No one dared to take even half a step forward, as Mu Junhao and his son were examples of how to do so. No one expected that a battle that Mu Qiuyang was guaranteed to win would develop to this extent, to the point that even Mu Junhao was involved.

"Pavilion Master Qu, what do you think?" Feng Wuji's face darkened.

Qu Li tightly locked onto his, and said with a heavy voice: "I don't think so. Mu Qiuyang being hit is understandable, but Mu Junhao being hit already makes some sense. If it was really that powerful, then you and I wouldn't be here. "

"Well, I think so too." Feng Wuji nodded and said, "Looks like he must have had some fortuitous encounters."

Plop!

Mu Qiuyang sucked all of his Zhenqi dry, then couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed onto the ground. His entire body didn't have a shred of energy, as he stared at Fang Bai with despair and sinister eyes.

Mu Junhao, who was behind him, was currently not much better off. Although he was a Qi Gathering Realm Ranker and his Zhenqi was tens of times thicker than Mu Qiuyang's, his rate of consumption was also faster.

The Medicine King's Divine Cauldron was like a bottomless pit, no matter how much Zhenqi it absorbed, it would not be satisfied.

Plop! Plop!

Mu Junhao and Fang Bai fell to the ground one after another, Mu Junhao's body was completely devoured by the Zhenqi, and could only stare helplessly at Fang Bai, who was in front of him, wishing that he could kill faster, but unfortunately, his body did not have the slightest bit of strength.

Fang Bai was the same, there was not even a sliver of Zhenqi inside the Dantian, it was a good thing that the Medicine King's Divine Cauldron finally quieted down.

Hua Yang carefully walked over from the corner of the stands and stared at Fang Bai, "Are you alright?"

Fang Bai obviously knew what Hua Yang was asking, and said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, I'll be fine now."

Hua Yang heaved a long sigh of relief, jumped down from the stage and walked towards Feng Wuji. Not long after, someone jumped onto the spectator's stand and brought Fang Bai and the other two down, placing them close to the City Lord's Mansion.

Mu Qiuyang and Fang Bai were in trouble at the same time, there was no longer a need to continue with the selection, the crowd immediately scattered and left.

In the Fang Family's viewing gallery, Fang Yuanqing sat there with an ashen complexion, not saying a word. He did not leave for a long time, and it was unknown just what he was thinking about.