"I won't argue with you. Either fight or get out. Don't be embarrassed here." Mu Yingying felt that she had caught her weak point, and her voice was much louder than before.
Although most of the guests present were members of the Duke of Korea and the Marquis of Dingyuan, they all felt that these two families were too bullying, and they all tended to favor Mu Qianyu. When they heard this, they couldn't help but sweat for her.
Bei Chenyi frowned slightly, but he didn't speak when he saw that Mu Qianyu's expression was as usual.
Mu Qianyu finally had the opportunity to hit someone. He was afraid that she would regret it, so he quickly said: "This is what you said. Whoever regrets it is a bastard."
"You are looking for a fight." Mu Yingying smiled proudly, stepped forward and quickly approached Mu Qianyu, and at the same time stretched out a palm towards her chest.
She has the strength of the fourth level of Juling, and this palm can penetrate a hundred kilograms of rock.
Everyone's pupils shrank, but she actually struck with all her strength. Ordinary people would still be alive if they were hit by her.
The only one who showed no reaction was Mu Qianyu. She stood motionless until Mu Yingying was completely close to her before she raised her hand.
The next moment, violent spiritual power burst out from Mu Qianyu's palm, instantly sending Mu Yingying flying away.
"Poof!" Mu Yingying spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, and her body fell onto the courtyard wall like a broken kite. The courtyard wall was immediately knocked down by her, and the falling bricks engulfed her figure.
"Yingying!" The corners of the second lady's mouth that had been proud just now suddenly froze, and the next moment she led people to rush to find someone.
Everyone present was stunned, and then they all looked at Mu Qianyu with shocked expressions. What do you call a useless person who cannot practice? He has at least six levels of strength, which is already more than half of his peers.
The Mu family and Han Mobai were particularly surprised. Didn't Mu Qianyu have no spiritual roots? When could he practice? And he was so strong?
It seems that there is only one explanation, and that is that she has been hiding her strength. They have been deceived for so many years.
Mu Qianyu, who had beaten the person, felt that her whole body was clear. She dusted off the non-existent dust on her body and said angrily: "Actually, I am being reasonable to take care of you. I really don't know the heart of a good person."
Han Mobai looked at Mu Qianyu, who had a chic and casual attitude, and suddenly felt that he had lost the watermelon and picked up the sesame seeds. It was a big loss.
Mu Zhengting was indeed very angry and glanced at Mu Yanyan again.
Mu Yanyan wanted to stand up without her father's permission, so she immediately said: "It turns out that my sister is not a useless person."
"You are useless, and your whole family is useless." Mu Qianyu said angrily.
Mu Yanyan smiled instead of being angry. She took a step forward and said, "Since sister can practice, it's not me who takes advantage. Does sister want to fight?"
Even though Mu Qianyu is at the sixth level of Soul Gathering, she is at the seventh level, so she has an absolute advantage.
"I'll grant you my wish, but it's no fun just fighting. We have to have a chance to win." Mu Qianyu's thoughts changed and he had a new idea.
Everyone was even more surprised when they saw her agree. They must know that Mu Yanyan is an impressive seventh-dan, and they are all geniuses in the Imperial Academy. However, Mu Qianyu's strength is only sixth-dan, and he will be crushed in a fight.
This is not to vent one's anger, this is to risk one's life.
Bei Chenyi narrowed his eyes slightly. He could tell that Mu Qianyu was a smart person. Since she dared to cause trouble, she must have her plan, but he couldn't guess what her confidence was.
"If sister wins, I am willing to quit and let you be with Mo Bai." Mu Yanyan was afraid that Mu Qianyu would regret it, so she made a bet that she thought was attractive.
"What I want is good fortune, not bad luck." Mu Qianyu said with a look of disgust, "I'd better exchange it for ten taels of silver."
Mu Yanyan felt like she had been slapped in the face and said angrily: "If you can win, I will give you a thousand taels."
"That won't work. I never take advantage of others, so he is only worth this price." Mu Qianyu refused righteously.
It was very hard for everyone here to endure the laughter, but she didn't expect that Young Master Han was only worth ten taels of silver in her eyes.
Han Mobai's previous temptation suddenly cooled down, and now he just wanted to skin her alive. If such words were spread, he would become a joke to the entire imperial capital.
Mu Yanyan was also very angry. She ripped off the valuable gauze cover, took out the long sword in the maid's hand and slashed it.
Compared to Mu Yingying, she is not only stronger, but also has more exquisite swordsmanship.
Mu Qianyu didn't move in the face of this sharp blow. He waited until she stabbed her with the long sword before he stretched out his index finger and flicked the sword's edge. This flick made Mu Yanyan's body sway, and the power of the move was completely removed.
net.
"Go." Mu Qianyu said, and with the same wave of his hand, she flew away in the same direction and the same arc as Mu Yingying.
But this time Han Mobai reacted quickly, flew up and picked up the man midway.
"Pfft..." Mu Yanyan spat out a mouthful of blood, and it was spitting on Han Mobai's body, staining his gorgeous clothes.
The people present were so shocked that they almost didn't stand up. This is not a sixth-dan strength, it should be almost an eighth-dan. If this can be called a useless person, then they are willing to be a useless person.
At this moment, these people just feel that the Mu family is blind and turned against such a talent. It seems that they will have to reconsider whether to stay in this camp in the future.
Bei Chenyi suddenly realized that her confidence came from her own strength. She really didn't expect that she could reach the eighth level at her age. She was a genius.
Mu Qianyu looked at the gauze clothes that were thrown on the ground and poured cold water on Mu Yanyan: "You can't beat me even if you take off your clothes. Don't waste the ten taels of silver."
Mu Yanyan had been severely beaten, and her pretty face was completely drained of blood. After hearing these words, her face turned red and white, and she felt like she could die without taking a breath.
When Han Mobai heard about this bet, he became even more angry and said angrily: "Mu Qianyu, you are going too far."
"You're not convinced, right? Then come here. If you win those ten taels, I'll be your free agent." Mu Qianyu said, flexing his wrists. Naturally, he must destroy everything thoroughly.
Han Mobai stood up: "I win and I want you to kneel down and apologize."
"What if you lose?"
"How can I lose when I beat you up like a loser?" Han Mobai picked up Mu Yanyan's sword and rushed over. Although he had just gathered his eighth level of spirit, he had strong spiritual power that few people in the same realm could match, so he was very confident.
Seeing that a fight was about to start, everyone present felt that their brains were running out. It was Mu Qianyu who took the initiative to challenge this time? Did they hear it correctly?
Mu Qianyu's eyes narrowed after hearing his words. She had said more than once that she hated the term "waste", but he still dared to call her "waste". She really thought that she was too long-lived.
This time she did not stand still, but walked towards him in a flash.
Han Mobai felt the figure in front of him flicker, and before he could see anything clearly, a hand grabbed his throat. The moment this hand touched him, it suppressed his spiritual power with tyrannical force. He was not able to do anything at all.
Can't move anymore.
He looked at Mu Qianyu in front of him with disbelief in his eyes.