"Are you scared and trying to find an excuse?" Mu Yu's eyes revealed a hint of disdain.
"Afraid?"
Mo Lan's face became terrifyingly gloomy, as black and purple as a tomato leaf beaten by the frost.
Mo Lan has been known as a genius since he was a child, and there is no one among the younger generation that he is afraid of.
"I, Mo Lan, am so incredibly talented, how could I lose to such an unknown person!"
An extremely strong will to fight emerged from Mo Lan's eyes, and he had made further breakthroughs in his cultivation.
His whole body showed an even more shocking aura.
"Junior Brother Mo has broken through to the ninth level of the Pulse Opening Realm. It's really unbelievable. He is only sixteen years old!"
An older disciple who was watching suddenly shouted out loud.
The other disciples also looked at Mo Lan, showing their admiration.
Several young female disciples were looking at Mo Lan with beautiful eyes and affection. Mo Lan was like Prince Charming in their hearts.
"Senior Brother Mo, go kill that kid!"
Everyone had completely forgotten Mu Yu's magical performance just now. At this time, they only had Mo Lan in their eyes, and they had a kind of fanatical and blind confidence in Mo Lan.
"A breakthrough?" Mu Yu looked at Mo Lan with some amusement, raised the corner of his mouth, and murmured to himself, "What's the use of it being a pity?"
Mo Lan felt that his momentum had reached its peak, and his sharp eyes swept towards Mu Yu. At this time, he already felt that dealing with Mu Yu was as easy as squeezing an ant to death.
"go to hell!"
Mo Lan roared angrily, and like a wild horse, he rushed towards Mu Yu violently.
There was worry in Nalan Yanran's beautiful eyes. With Mo Lan's current strength, even if she took action herself, she might not be able to win.
But the next scene left everyone completely stunned on the spot.
No matter how Mo Lan attacked Mu Yu, he didn't even touch the corner of Mu Yu's clothes.
Mu Yu teased Mo Lan like a monkey, and Mo Lan pounced on nothing like a monkey pouncing on food.
Mo Lan's expression had become extremely embarrassing. He thought that he would be able to take care of Mu Yu if he broke through, but he didn't expect to be teased like this, and in front of all his brothers and sisters and his sweetheart.
"If you are still a man, stop hiding and evade, and have the ability to fight head-on!" Mo Lan roared out, trying to stimulate Mu Yu through provocation.
"Idiot!" Mu Yu scolded Mo Lan in public, and then said calmly: "You are still a disciple of the Yunlan Sect, but you said such foolish words. You only know how to fight head-on. You are also related to the bad guys in street fights. What a difference!”
Mu Yu's words made Mo Lan's face turn red and blue, and the other disciples' faces also turned ugly. Mo Lan, whom they regarded as the proud son of heaven, would actually say such embarrassing words. Mo Lan's status in their hearts suddenly dropped from the altar. Fell down.
"However, I, Mu Yu, don't want to bully others, so just do as you wish." Mu Yu said lightly again.
After saying that, Mu Yu's body disappeared instantly.
The next moment, Mu Yu appeared in front of Mo Lan and slapped Mo Lan with his palm.
This palm seemed unpleasant in front of everyone, but with the blessing of Mu Yu's eye of time illusion, it seemed to Mo Lan that it was as fast as lightning.
Before he could resist, Mo Lan's body was sent flying far away by Mu Yu's seemingly random palm, and hit a huge boulder.