It's just a resonance method, it's written in high school physics textbooks, and it's not worth mentioning at all.
Mu Yu walked up to Feng Yuhang with his arms crossed, and said calmly: "If you only have this means, it's better not to embarrass yourself."
"It's just an appetizer, nothing to be arrogant about!"
Feng Yuhang's expression was cold. Mu Yu just managed to crack his resonance method by luck. How could he be his opponent if they really fought.
After saying that, Feng Yuhang's whole body was shaken, and the veins all over his body protruded, and all his spiritual power was completely concentrated in his palms.
In an instant, his palm grew several times larger and became as red as fire. He slapped Mu Yu, who was standing next to him with his arms folded across his chest.
"Fire Luotian Mingzhang!" Feng Yuhang's palm technique is one of the most top-notch offensive mystical skills of Wuliang Sect, reaching the lowest level of earth-level.
After many years of practice, he has reached the pinnacle.
The power is extraordinary.
However, that is only true for ordinary young monks.
It's not enough in Mu Yu's eyes.
Seeing that this palm was about to hit Mu Yu, Mu Yu thought about it, stretched out a middle finger, and used the third finger of the Chongyang Sword - Fanhai Finger.
A blue sword light rushed out of the fingertips, containing the artistic conception of rolling waves and endless waves.
Suddenly, the entire hall was filled with the sound of the waves.
The force of Feng Yuhang's palm was instantly shattered by the sea-turning finger.
Before Feng Yuhang could react, he was sent flying backwards by Fanhai Zhi.
At this moment, the clothes on his body were cut into rags by the sword energy.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
This scene once again caused an uproar in the entire audience.
"How can this be?"
"Senior Brother was actually defeated by Mu Yu with one move just like Junior Brother Mu. Shouldn't it be that Senior Brother defeated Mu Yu with one move?"
"Elder brother must not have used all his strength. Mu Yu succeeded by luck."
Mu Yu stood in the hall with his hands behind his back. He glanced at Feng Yuhang on the ground and said, "Listen to your junior brother, you didn't use all your strength. I don't need you to hold back and use all your strength." Bar."
Mu Yu thought about it, Feng Yuhang was a senior brother of a first-class sect after all, and no matter how weak his cultivation was, he could never be this weak.
Feng Yuhang's face was stiff, and there was shock, confusion, and confusion in his eyes.
How could Mu Yu be so strong? Wasn’t he at the Cailingtai level a month ago
Why can't he even block a move now
"Senior Brother, this kid doesn't deserve your mercy. Use all your strength to teach him a lesson." The Yunlan Sect disciple said expectantly.
Seeing his junior brothers and sisters looking at him expectantly. Feng Yuhang's face turned red and blue for a while.
Why didn't he try his best? The move just now almost used up all the strength to suck the milk.
However, at this moment, he was already riding a tiger and could only stand up and attack Mu Yu again.
"Fire Luo Tianming Palm!" It's still the same move.
The power was not improved at all compared to the previous palm.
Mu Yu frowned and gave up using the Chongyang Sword Pointer. Instead, he used the Huangpin Xuanjing that Huang Ada had been taught in the Holy City of Jiama before - the Ringing Bone Fist.
After ten roaring internal sounds, the Ringing Bone Fist and the Fire Luo Tianming Palm collided together.
"Bang!"
Feng Yuhang's body flew out again and hit the attic wall hard.
"this… "
The Yunlan Sect disciples hammered their heads hard, still unable to believe that their senior brother had been defeated by another move.