C80 Xuan Zhong Power(1)

Zhou Muyuan was very confident in his spear.

When he saw that Woo Zhengyang still didn't want to use any martial skills, Zhou Muyuan smiled in his heart.

"It seems like this guy's sword technique is really unique. He doesn't know any sword skill, so he almost fooled me."

After that, Zhou Muyuan's smile spread from his heart to his face.

At this moment, his sword was only a few inches away from Woo Zhengyang's forehead. Woo Zhengyang was still standing there stupidly, and he even forgot to wave his sword.

Not to mention a small disciple of the four major sects, even the number one disciple of the Heavenly Martial Academy's outer court couldn't withstand his spear at such a close distance.

Looking at the smile on Zhou Muyuan's face, Woo Zhengyang smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed like this guy had never suffered any hardship, and his confidence was really strong.

"Since that's the case, I'll let you have a little more confidence!"

With this thought in mind, Woo Zhengyang kept the Green Frost Sword into his Hidden Heaven Bag.

As expected, the smile on Zhou Muyuan's face became even brighter, but very quickly, his smile froze on his face.

"Ding..."

After a soft sound, Woo Zhengyang stood proudly, and Zhou Muyuan also stopped there.

Woo Zhengyang's left hand seemed to be casually blocking in front of his forehead, but Zhou Muyuan's spear could no longer move forward.

The long spear was blocked. The Heaven and Earth Vital Energy dragon on the spear instantly dispersed and turned into a cool breeze. It drifted past Woo Zhengyang from both sides. Apart from making Woo Zhengyang's black hair flutter, there was no other disturbance.

"This... What's going on... Impossible..." Zhou Muyuan's face was filled with a deadpan smile. At this moment, it had turned into a look of disbelief and fear.

There were many people who blocked his spear. Those who could block his spear at such a close distance were definitely people below the Martial Master Stage. He had only used his palm to block the attack. He didn't even think about it.

Compared to Zhou Muyuan's fear, Woo Zhengyang was quite satisfied in his heart.

As the fifth disciple of Heavenly Martial Academy's outer court, the silver spear in Zhou Muyuan's hand was at least a low-grade treasure. Woo Zhengyang's action just now was to test how strong the Profound Heavy Gathering Silk Gloves was.

The effect of this test was obvious. Zhou Muyuan had added a martial skill spear. It could not even leave a mark on the Profound Heavy Gathering Silk Gloves. Woo Zhengyang had only felt a slight pain just now. That pain was almost negligible to Woo Zhengyang, who could maim himself when he was cultivating.

However, the real experiment had just begun.

Woo Zhengyang circulated the Floating Light Step underneath his feet and lunged forward, slapping the Azure Cloud Embracing Moon Palm towards Zhou Muyuan.

More than twenty palm shadows appeared out of thin air, waking Zhou Muyuan up from his fear. He raised his spear and retreated.

At this moment, no matter how confident Zhou Muyuan was, he knew that he had to retreat at the right time.

The guy he was facing could not be compared to an ordinary person.

He was clearly at the Martial Disciple realm, and it was said that he was a Martial Disciple that walked the path of body forging. However, he was able to create a Qi Explosion with a sword strike that could only be performed by a martial master.

That was fine. After all, no matter how far this fellow's sword Qi flew, his Pulse Refining cultivation wasn't very high, so it wouldn't cause much damage to him.

However, just as he was about to counterattack with all his might, this fellow actually turned into a body-forging Martial Disciple. Moreover, it was an indescribably powerful Body Tempering Martial Disciple. With just a single palm... It was very easy for him to block his spear.

These two types of powers, no matter which Martial Disciple it appeared on, would cause a huge commotion. But now, they were gathered on a single person...

Cultivating both body and meridians, and both of them had heaven defying means. Zhou Muyuan could no longer imagine Woo Zhengyang's future achievements.

Zhou Muyuan wanted to retreat, but Woo Zhengyang would never allow such a thing to happen.

After being mistaken as a Body Tempering cultivator, Woo Zhengyang prepared to use the Body Tempering cultivator to face the world and preserve the meridians. Now that he had witnessed the power of the four-word sword art, this idea was deeply rooted in his mind.

This Zhou Muyuan actually knew about the matter of him cultivating both his meridians. Woo Zhengyang would never let him go.

Of course, there was another point. Woo Zhengyang's experiment had not ended yet.

Circulating the Sword-shaped Genuine Qi, Woo Zhengyang's speed suddenly increased, and he caught up with Zhou Muyuan in a few steps.

"Don't go too far..."

Zhou Muyuan was somewhat flustered and exasperated as he shouted. He swept his spear towards Woo Zhengyang, as if he had forgotten how confident and arrogant he was when he was about to kill someone and seize the treasure.

Woo Zhengyang laughed lightly. He stretched out one of his hands and grabbed Zhou Muyuan's spear. His other hand was aimed at Zhou Muyuan's side profile.

Zhou Muyuan cursed in his heart when the spear was grabbed. As he moved his body to the side, he suddenly turned the spear, trying to snatch it from Woo Zhengyang's hand. However, Woo Zhengyang's strength was so great that he couldn't seize it from him in a short period of time.

At this critical moment, Zhou Muyuan could be considered agile. He abandoned the long spear and wanted to escape.

"Pa..."

A crisp sound came from the side of Zhou Muyuan's face.

"Pu!"

A mouthful of blood with a few teeth in it was spat out from Zhou Muyuan's mouth.