Chapter 151: The Bet

  "Feng Chen, dare you take a palm strike from me?"

  A cold shout, like a rolling thunder, echoed through the entire sky. Everyone's gaze turned towards the sound and found that in the mid-air above Mocheng, a slender young figure was standing in the air, and those words were spoken by this eighteen-year-old youth.

  "Is that Mu Feng?" Some people from the Mu clan had already recognized this figure, while those from the Liu clan were completely bewildered, having no idea where this foolish young man came from.

  "Challenging Wind?" Mu Han Yu and Mu Han Qing, who had rushed over, happened to witness this scene and were both stunned. Neither of them had expected that Mu Feng would directly challenge Feng Chen. He was a true God's Domain expert, and even the Three Great Inner Court Elders' Three Star Fumo Array couldn't do anything to him.

  Innumerable eyes converged, and for a moment, everyone forgot about the fight. The people from Fengyun Sect and Lei Clan were even more stunned.

  This kid, seemingly having just broken through the Form Boundary, actually dares to utter arrogant words and challenge the winds and dust. Isn't his brain damaged?

  Feng Chen gazed at the young figure in mid-air, smiled faintly, and suddenly appeared before Mu Feng.

  "Are you Mu Feng?" Feng Chen said lightly, but his eyes gradually turned cold and filled with a fierce killing intent. His body also emitted a strong pressure that made Mu Feng unstable in mid-air, his figure constantly swaying.

  In the Xuanling Temple, Fengyun Sect lost several talented disciples. Feng Qing was even crippled by Mu Feng, having his dantian destroyed and becoming a useless person, which also infuriated the sect master of Fengyun Sect.

  When he received the news, if it wasn't for the critical moment when Feng Chen was impacting the Divine Realm, otherwise at that time he would have thought of capturing Mu Feng and letting him suffer all kinds of torture to death, to relieve his hatred.

  "It's me, Feng Chen. Do you dare to make a bet with me?" Mu Feng said coldly without denying his identity.

  "What qualifications do you have, a young and inexperienced kid like you, to make a bet with the master of this sect?" Feng Chen said calmly, not in a hurry to attack Mu Feng.

  "If you can take my one palm, I will represent the Mu family to surrender to the Fengyun Sect. If you can't take it, you will roll out of Mocheng and not attack Mocheng for ten years. How about it?" Mu Feng said loudly.

  "Does what you say count?" Feng Chen asked with a soft laugh, but Mu Feng's proposal still made him quite moved.

  The Mu and Liu clans are now making a desperate last stand, but if they really want to completely devour them, the Fengyun Sect and the Lei clan will also have to suffer heavy losses. If they accept this bet, they can avoid such casualties.

  What's more crucial is this bet. For Feng Chen, it's basically a win-win situation. A newcomer who has just entered the Shaping Realm. He can take a hundred and eighty palm strikes head-on without being injured in the slightest.

  Everyone's eyes are on Mu Qianlang on the city wall. Now only he nodded, what Mu Feng said is effective.

  Mu Qianlang did not expect Mu Feng to turn back, nor did he expect him to choose to make a bet with Feng Chen. Even though he had been through many storms, he was still stunned at that moment.

  Mufeng looked at Mutianlang. There was also a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and if Mutianlang disagreed, then this plan would not be feasible either.

  Mo Qianlang sized up Mo Feng for a moment, and sensed that although there was a hint of burnout in his eyes, behind the burnout was a kind of determination and confidence that moved him.

  Can Nanfeng really save the fate of the extinction of the clan?

  Just as Mu Qianlang was about to nod in agreement, Mu Yuntang shook his head and said, "Tribe leader, no!"

  No one would have believed that Feng Chen could withstand Mo Feng's palm, after all, the difference between the Creation Boundary and the Divine Communication Boundary was really not just 100,000 miles.

  This time, Muyu Tang stopped it, but it was not because of any feud with Muyu Chengzhi. It's just that this gamble has too small a chance of winning, and if you're not careful, the entire clan will be completely destroyed.

  "I trust him!" Mu Qianlang took a deep breath, he had a kind of unwavering trust in Mu Feng, and since there was no other way out at the moment, he could only take a gamble.

  "Feng Zongzhu, if you can withstand a single palm strike from Mu Feng, I, Mu Qianlang, will lead the entire Mu clan in surrendering to you!"

  What? Everyone present was shocked by these words.

  Has Nangong's brain been burned too?

  The Liu family's men and horses heard Mu Qianlang's words, their faces suddenly turned black. Mu Qianlang said this, undoubtedly handing over their lives to the young man in mid-air who was creating a boundary.

  As for the Fengyun Sect and the Lei Clan, they were secretly delighted. As for the resistance of the Mu Clan and the Liu Clan, they were also very headache, after all, the strength of the latter two was not weak either, otherwise they would not be called the four major forces of Tianfeng County.

  If they could be subdued with such a safe bet, then the Mu and Liu families would not have to pay the price of injury.

  "Han Yu sister, what is Mu Feng up to?" Mu Han Qing said with some surprise, although she knew that Mu Feng had a mysterious black flame, but it seemed that for a strong Spiritual Communication realm cultivator like Feng Chen, the threat shouldn't be too great, could it be that Mu Feng really wanted to use that black flame against Feng Chen?

  Mu Han Yu also shook her head, as for Mu Feng, she found that she had never seen through this cousin of hers. Winning the tribal championship, defeating Zheng Jian, and beating Feng Qing, she was shocked by him time and time again.

  The air in the entire city of Mu seemed to have solidified, and many eyes were involuntarily fixed on the two figures suspended in mid-air.

  As for Mufeng, the four major powers were all aware of him. Mufeng was able to defeat two Shaping Realm experts with his Huaqi Realm cultivation, which indeed shocked them. However, the person he faced now was Fengchen, the sect master of the Fengyun Sect, a true Divine Transformation Realm expert.

  The wind and dust swirled, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly. He hadn't expected that Mu Qianlang would actually agree to come down. Could it be that the young man in front of him was an existence that surpassed even the strongest divine realm?

  However, after scanning Mofeng again, Fengchen also smiled on his face. The shape of the boundary is to achieve the goal of stepping on the air, but it's a bit difficult. The young man in front of him has obviously entered the shape boundary for not long, and his body sways slightly in mid-air.

  His body was unsteady, how could he talk about a promise of one move? Feng Chen self-deprecatingly smiled at himself, as he had grown older and become more cautious.

  "Go on, how do you want to bet?" Feng Chen said with a cold smile. In the face of absolute strength, he didn't believe that Mu Feng could stir up any waves at all.

  "There's nothing, I just want to see you stand still and take a slap from me. If you can take it, then you win; if not, then I do. Mu Feng's voice was not loud, but the entire city of Mu was silent, and his words fell into everyone's ears without exception."

  Everyone in Mocheng was inhaling cold air, and all eyes were staring motionlessly at the two figures in the sky.

  However, almost everyone thinks that Mu Feng is overestimating himself. Just imagine a three-year-old child saying to a middle-aged strong man, "If you can take my slap, then you win." It's a ridiculous and laughable scene.

  The Liu family's men and horses all had dark faces, their faces were full of ugly colors, wasn't this making a joke out of their lives? Even if Feng Chen stood still, letting Mu Feng strike him with 180 palm strikes, he was afraid that even Feng Chen's Xuan Li protection wouldn't be able to withstand it. Some people had already begun to curse.

  On a secluded mountain peak surrounding Mocheng, an old figure emerged and gazed at the young figure above Mocheng, saying softly: "This little kid is quite interesting, let's see what tricks he has up his sleeve?"

  "Haha!" Feng Chen was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, shaking his head repeatedly. This bet was simply laughable to him.

  "What's wrong, aren't you daring?" Mu Feng stared at Feng Chen and said in a low voice.

  "Alright, I'll play along with you. If you can force me back half a step with one move, I'll immediately lead my people to withdraw from Muru City." Feng Chen's face sank, and he said coldly with his hands clasped behind his back, "If not, after this one move, I will take your life."

  "Good!" Mufeng also said in a low voice, his clear face showed no fear at all, but was filled with fighting spirit and confidence, as if the person standing in front of him wasn't a strong expert in the Divine Realm.

  Everyone looked at the two figures in the sky, all of whom were concentrating their spirits and holding their breath, quietly watching the scene that was about to unfold.