Chapter Thirty-Five: Wrongful Killing

  Mufeng's eyes were fixed intently on Jiang Wei's figure, his keen senses also fully extended, trying to capture Jiang Wei's weakness.

  Jiang Wei sneered and under his "Light Wind Steps" and "Galloping Horse Fist", Mu Feng absolutely couldn't withstand it.

  "I see!" Murong Feng's eyes grew wider and wider, muttering to himself, the entire person's aura suddenly became somewhat different.

  Bang!

  Two figures collided heavily, and a strong and fierce aura burst out, shaking off the surrounding dust.

  However, the scene of Mu Feng being blown away did not appear. Instead, he blocked Jiang Wei's fist shadows one by one, and the rebound force from the collision only made Mu Feng retreat more than ten steps back.

  The young men present were petrified on the spot. They clearly saw Mu Feng about to be knocked flying by Jiang Wei's fist shadow, but unexpectedly, Mu Feng was like a divine being who came to assist, and he parried all of Jiang Wei's fist shadows.

  Mo Feng realized that in the previous collision, the pattern on his right palm had a strange energy explosion, which allowed him to withstand Jiang Wei's attack.

  Jiang Wei only felt Mo Feng's sudden burst of powerful energy, and was shocked in his heart. However, he smiled and said: "Good, very good, this is getting interesting."

  Jiang Wei's figure flashed again, his patience was finally exhausted by Mu Feng, now he just wanted to knock Mu Feng to the ground, without considering any consequences.

  "Racing Horse Fist, the horse moves heaven and earth!"

  This move was made, and even Jiang Wei had some regrets. However, if he forced himself to withdraw the move at this time, the power of this move would be completely rebounded back to himself, so Jiang Wei still gritted his teeth and struck out with this move.

  When Jiang Wei made this move, all the young men in the field were frightened, they had never seen such a life-and-death scene before, and for a moment they didn't know how to react.

  A massive fist shadow appeared in front of Mu Feng, and within the fist shadow, there seemed to be a faint horse-shaped illusion. This illusion emitted a sense of danger, which was the power of Huang Jie's upper-grade martial arts.

  Mò fēng tí shén yùn qì, shuāng quán jī chū!

  Translation:

  With a mighty roar, the double fists strike out!

  "Willow Fist, Wind Blows Willow Moves!"

  The remaining energy in his body was transformed into a gust of fist wind, and the two fists collided several times, emitting a shocking sound. The air waves scattered by the collision spread out like ripples, forcing all the young men present to retreat.

  As the air waves dissipated, both figures flew backward. Everyone could see that this time, facing Mo Feng head-on, he didn't fall behind.

  The young men present were shocked again, they were shaken by the astonishing combat power that Mu Feng burst out. If Mu Feng's previous blow was a fluke, then this time he faced Jiang Wei head-on and showed his true strength, indicating that he had already fought with Jiang Wei.

  Jiang Yong and Jiang Meng, the two brothers, were as if stunned, not daring to believe what was happening before their eyes. They were very clear about the enormous power of the killing move "Ma Dong Qian Kun". If it were them who had been hit by this move, they would have either died on the spot or been crippled, but Mu Feng had actually withstood it and even counterattacked, sending Jiang Wei flying out - such strength was far beyond their imagination.

  Jiang Wei's tied-up hair was scattered by the air waves, and his handsome face also had a lot of dust on it, looking quite disheveled. Mu Feng's hair was disheveled, and her whole body was covered in bloodstains. Neither of them had gained an advantage in their previous collision.

  "Great, great, I really didn't expect you to have such ability. It seems that my cousin lost to you and it's not unjust. Mufeng, you've really made me angry." Jiang Wei's face revealed a hint of sinister smile.

  "Cut the crap, let's fight." A surge of unprecedented confidence radiated from Mu Feng's face.

  Jiang Wei couldn't take this provocation, his furious face was beyond doubt. Today, Mufeng had already challenged his limits several times, the proud him had completely lost his usual maturity and rationality, now he only thought about how to knock Mufeng down to the ground and then trample him under his own feet.

  "Follow the wind, let you experience the martial arts of our Seven Star Martial Arts Academy."

  "Seven Star Palm." Jiang Yong's eyes widened in shock, he had seen Jiang Wei use this martial art before, it was indeed the Seven Star Palm of the Seven Star Martial Arts Institute, although it was also a high-level yellow-grade martial art, but it was even stronger than the Galloping Horse Fist.

  Jiang Wei's face turned somewhat pale as he exerted his martial arts skills, apparently using all his strength.

  "Mu Feng, take a good look." Jiang Wei looked at Mu Feng with a slightly ferocious smile on his face.

  Only to see Jiang Wei suddenly stretch out his right palm, the center of his palm suddenly lit up with a light point, followed by the second... seventh, although the seven light points are barely visible, but when the seven light points are connected one by one, a giant palm print appears and disappears in front of Jiang Wei.

  The palm print transformed from the aura is much stronger than ordinary fist shadows and palm winds.

  Mo Feng's face suddenly turned ugly, and standing opposite Jiang Wei, he could clearly feel the intense pressure brought by the palm print.

  Mufeng had only learned two martial arts, Liu Xing Quan and Lian Xin Jue. However, Lian Xin Jue was an auxiliary martial art, so the only one he could use to fight against his enemies was Liu Xing Quan.

  "Willow Fist, Ten Thousand Willows Facing the Sun!"

  Mufeng also displayed the strongest move of the Willow Fist, a punch that broke through his body.

  The outcome is decided in this one move. The young men were all pushed back several feet by the atmosphere on the field, but they all held their breath and stared intently at everything that was happening on the field. The strength displayed by the two had far exceeded their imagination, giving them a huge shock.

  Especially Mu Feng, facing several martial arts on his body, Jiang Wei's strength is higher than him by a level, yet he has managed to hold on until now, and they can't help but admire him. Even if Mu Feng loses today, he has already won the respect of the young men.

  Jiang Wei's body shot up like a sharp eagle, his palm print that could shatter rocks was directly aimed at Mu Feng's head.

  Mo Feng's gaze was also extremely resolute, staring at the palm print, his fist shadow bursting forth as he and the other person collided in a shocking and thrilling manner.

  Fist shadows and palm prints met, the shockwave that burst out was several times more intense than before, blasting some of the weaker boys in the scene flying out, while the other boys were also hit by that huge air wave, feeling a sharp pain. However, they couldn't care about that much, their eyes were all tightly fixed on the two people in the arena.

  The scene was witnessed by Meng Hu, Mu Chengzhi, Jiang Yong, and Jiang Meng's father, Jiang Wu. They were all deeply shocked. They had not expected that the two boys who were not yet in the Huaqi realm could display such great martial power. They wanted to stop them, but it was already too late.

  Both people in the arena felt as if they had been heavily hit, but the pattern on Mufeng's right palm burst out with a strong energy again, and the fist shadow he made seemed to have a kind of solidification feeling, and a faint light was emitted from the fist shadow.

  That was actually true mystic power!

  What? The crowd present was stunned. A young man who had just reached the peak of the Refining Body Realm could actually generate a mysterious power, how could this not be astonishing? Even Mu Chengzhi stared blankly at all of this, as if he were dreaming.

  How is this possible? This is what everyone is thinking.

  Mo Feng's fist shadow neatly and efficiently shattered Jiang Wei's Seven Star Palm Seal, then the fist shadow swept towards Jiang Wei with remaining momentum.

  Jiang Weiling stood in mid-air, yet he was wide-eyed and disbelieving at the sight before him. He couldn't react in the slightest until a massive force invaded his body, tearing his heart apart with unbearable pain that hadn't even had time to register, when an endless darkness swallowed everything whole.

  "Brother!" Jiang Wu flew into the arena and caught Jiang Wei, who was flying out backwards, but Jiang Wei's bones were already broken and his tendons torn, with no signs of life.

  Mu Chengzhi also rushed onto the scene and supported Mu Feng, whose face had turned pale.

  Mo Feng himself was also terrified, he had never thought that he would kill someone, although it was an accident, but after all, a living life died at his own hands. He turned around, looking at Mo Chengzhi's benevolent face, dragging his weak body, and called out: "Dad!"

  He knew that today he had brought a disaster of extinction to the Mu family.

  Jiang Wu turned around, staring at Mu Feng viciously and said: "Mu Feng, I'm going to kill you." Before he finished speaking, his right hand gathered dark energy and fiercely threw a punch.

  A stream of air containing mysterious energy shot towards Mu Feng at an incredible speed, and without a doubt, if Mu Feng were to take this hit, he would undoubtedly die.

  This time, Jiang Wei came to his home as a guest from Mocheng, but he was killed in Hongfeng Town. If Jiang Wen gets angry, Jiang Wu will not be able to explain himself to his elder brother, and he will not end well either, so he made a move with a killing technique.

  Meng Hu on the side let out a low shout, his right palm suddenly slapped down, thoroughly shattering that violent gust of air.

  "What does this have to do with you, Meng Hu?" Jiang Wu shouted angrily.

  "Mu Feng is a disciple of Hong Qing Wu Guan, what does it have to do with me?" Meng Hu said in a low voice.

  "Jiang Wu, Jiang Wei's death, my family's Feng Er had faults, but didn't Jiang Wei have any responsibility at all?"

  Mu Feng was shielded behind him, and Mu Chengzhi shouted loudly. However, Jiang Wei had ultimately died at the hands of his own son, so when it came down to it, he didn't have much confidence in what he said.

  Jiang Wu let out a cold snort and said, "Mu Chengzhi, do you think you can protect your son? When my big brother arrives, it will be the time for your son to pay with his life."

  Jiang Wu and Meng Hu are both at the peak of the Hua Qi realm, with Jiang Wu being slightly inferior in terms of cultivation. Therefore, he wants to wait until Jiang Wen arrives before coming to find the Mu family to settle accounts.

  "Fine, I, Mu Chengzhi, will await your arrival with respect."