Chapter 0021 - Thunderbird Mu Zixiu

"Wow."

The thick chains landed heavily on the ground, and the crunching sound slowly brought the crowd back to their senses.

The environment was slightly quiet, and even many of the disciples on the martial arts stage stopped cutting one by one and looked over.

Three hundred pounds of chains were actually being spun by him like a string?

A momentary burst of explosive power had just snatched back a Spiritual Martial Fifth Heavenly Hallmark?

Unbelievable.

"How dare you whip him! This madman is getting more and more rude."

"Still the same as always, with a ruthlessness in his bones that never knows how to bend."

"I wonder how he's survived so long with such a hard temper. Anyone else would have died ten times over."

"Has he been beaten often? How many times has he been beaten and covered in blood, but he has a hard life and has lived on, never giving in."

"He's obviously a servant, but he's also a talented person who has become a young master."

"He was originally a young master, that is what I call an attitude towards life! Too bad, if he weren't a sinful citizen, he could really be a personal disciple."

"There won't be any elders to accept him as a personal disciple, he has a grudge against the Green Cloud Clan."

"In my opinion, this boy is a threat, don't let him turn, or else there will be chaos."

The surrounding disciples were no longer surprised, in the past, they often saw Qin Wen fighting with inferior disciples, but now that he had become a Spirit Martial Realm, he had started to fight against the superior disciples. This was expected, but I didn't expect the beating to be so vicious, no different from before.

Ignoring the people's murmurs, Qin Wen dragged all the two chains to the martial arts arena, lifted the stone cylinder, and left the place.

The disciples on and off the stage no longer paid any attention to him, treating it as if they were watching a comical scene and continuing with their respective cultivation.

At this time, Qin Wen suddenly noticed a handsome teenager walking towards the other end of the martial arts arena. "Huh, he's here."

The other disciples also noticed it.

"Look, look, it's Mu Zixiu? Mu Zixiu has come out!"

"Ahhhhh, Mu Zixiu, I love you!"

"It's really Mu Zixiu, he's been in seclusion for three months and has finally come out of seclusion, has he entered the seventh heaven of Spiritual Martial Arts?"

"A fifteen-year-old Spiritual Martial Seventh Heaven, this talent really makes people envious and jealous."

The visitor became the center of attention of the entire arena, there were also screams from nymphomaniac girls, men and women surrounded her, the atmosphere of the martial arts arena became heated and sensational.

Qin Wen put down the stone jar and looked over.

It was a standard beautiful boy, a tough smiling face, even his two thick eyebrows were gently wrinkled as if he was always wearing a smile, fair skin lined with pale peach lips, handsome prominent features, perfect facial shape, when he smiled, he revealed two tiger teeth, adding a touch of unrestrained to his sunny handsomeness.

Mu Zixiu, nicknamed Thunderbird!

One of the personal disciples of the Green Cloud Sect, chosen by the Grand Elder when he was ten years old and cultivated with all his efforts, he was at the top of the list among all the personal disciples of this generation in terms of talent.

His spiritual power form was the same as Qin Wen's, also lightning, and the martial art he practiced was the 'True Thunder Trial' that the Grand Elder had personally selected for him, an upper Spirit Grade martial art with very overwhelming power.

"Long time no see, fellow senior brothers and sisters." Mu Zixiu was handsome and dashing, warmly greeting the many disciples, especially the female disciples, which always made the smile on his face deepen.

"Senior Brother has now reached the seventh level of Spiritual Martial Arts?" A plump female disciple leaned over to his side, her eyes full of adoration.

"I only broke through ten days ago, and stayed by my benefactor's side to listen to some teachings, and only came out today."

Mu Zixiu nodded his head in acknowledgement, immediately drawing gasps of surprise and compliments from the crowd.

Of course, there were also a few people standing in the distance, grinning with jealousy. A fifteen-year-old Spiritual Martial Seventh Heaven worthy of being a personal disciple.

"It's been a long time since I've been active, who's interested in sparring with me today?" After some politeness, Mu Zixiu stepped into the ring and invited everyone in the room to fight.

There were many Spiritual Martial Seventh Heaven or even Eighth Heaven disciples present, who were naturally a few years older than him.

They were eager to try when Mu Zixiu suddenly added, "If no one from the Seventh Heaven dares to come and challenge me, then the Eighth Heaven is fine.

These words came out, clearly not looking at the other Seventh Heavenly Ground disciples in the eyes.

Some of the Seventh Heavenly Ground disciples frowned, but they really didn't dare to issue a challenge, Mu Zixiu's martial arts cultivation was much stronger than theirs, and even though he had just entered the Seventh Heavenly Ground of Spiritual Martial Arts, his true fighting strength should not be inferior to theirs.

Qin Wen stood at a distance and watched silently. Thunderbird' Mu Zixiu was the person he wanted to challenge the most, and he had thought of this a long time ago, because both of them had thunder and lightning as their manifested forms of spiritual energy, and Mu Zixiu had been practicing the highest level of Spiritual Thunder and Lightning Martial Arts from the very beginning.

Unfortunately, the gap between the two of them was too great, and Qin Wen did not even have the qualifications to challenge them before.

"Mu Zixiu, I'll challenge you." An upper class disciple practicing the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique stepped onto the stage to challenge him, with the same Spirit Martial Seventh Heaven and being an upper class disciple, he was full of self-confidence, he stepped up and arrowed out, his body was like a swimming dragon, his sword was like a stream of light, and his attack was very sharp.

"Haha, good timing. My True Thunder Trial has been practiced to the fourth stage, let's see how many stages you can force me to do." Mu Zixiu's figure shifted, leaving vague shadows, and his hand turned into a claw, slashing at the disciple's shoulder so fast that it made people's eyes blink.

The disciple's face changed slightly, decisively dodging away, while at the same time turning around, a twisted sword light like water instantly attacked, like a flinging iron whip, straight to Mu Zixiu's throat. Difficult, smooth, it caused the entire audience to gasp in surprise, not expecting it to be so intense.

Before the tip of the sword arrived, Mu Zixiu had already felt it, and it was as if his throat was already being forced by the blade. But instead of dodging, the corner of his mouth smiled coldly, his hands slapped violently, a crunching sound, his hands actually knotted and slapped the long sword.

"Not good ... This disciple hastily drew back.

But ...

"True Thunder Trial First Stage, Thunder Light Ten Thousand Fathoms!" Mu Zixiu's hands suddenly erupted in a deafening clang, intense thunderbolts vibrated like explosions, and a piercingly strong light instantly blossomed.

Plop! The lightning shattered the longsword, and the electricity struck the disciple's right hand along the body of the sword, sending him flying.

The disciple lost his voice and screamed miserably, his eyes went deaf, his ears screamed, his right arm went numb, and he was momentarily confused.

Mu Zixiu arrow step impact, rise up into the air, feet stomped to the disciple's chest, piercing electric aura convergence of feet, potential like thunder and lightning strikes, bang bang loud sound, in the blink of an eye stomped five feet, the disciple off the ground and flew backwards, flopping rolled out more than ten meters away, lost the ability to fight.

Two moves to end the battle, crisp and swift.

"Mu Zixiu, I love you!" A female disciple shouted exuberantly.

"Too strong! Worthy of being a pro disciple, the use of spiritual power flows smoothly without any sense of blockage, this is the gap."

"Lightning has an innate advantage, strong light blinds and destroys sight, thunder deafens and destroys hearing, the increased power can also paralyze and destroy touch, a sneak attack can make you lose three of your five senses."

"This is no fun, who else is coming? It's just a sparring match, I'll be merciful." Mu Zixiu stood in the center of the stage, dashing and handsome, accepting the cheers and adoration from the entire audience, he liked to be in the spotlight, and he had the capital to be in the spotlight.

"I'll do it." An upper class disciple around twenty years old stepped onto the stage, carrying a two meter long heavy sword, and walked towards the center of the stage.

"Liang Zheng, huh, good!" Mu Zixiu shrugged his shoulders and looked directly at the opponent in front of him. This was an outsider disciple, his talent wasn't outstanding, but his fighting strength was very strong, and he was a famous bruiser among the many disciples of the Green Cloud Sect.

"Liang Zheng, fuck him! Let him learn the power of our ordinary disciples."

"Mad Sword Liang Zheng, haha, wonderful wonderful."

"Liang Zheng has been cultivating at the 7th Heaven of Spiritual Martial Arts for a year now, and it's rumored that he's about to break through to the 8th Heaven of Spiritual Martial Arts."

"Mu Zixiu, don't be careless."

The disciples watching the battle chanted and cheered for them.

Qin Wen watched from a distance, not in a hurry to leave. As he admired Mu Zixiu's True Thunder Trial, he didn't know how many times this martial art had made him envious.

A tidal wave of shouts resounded around the martial arts stage, Liang Zheng was as powerful as a tiger and took the lead in killing Mu Zixiu, his entire body surprisingly surged with fiery strong winds, the martial arts arena was filled with flying sands and stones, the sound was very astonishing.

"Wow ah." Liang Zheng shouted strangely and stood up from the ground, holding the sword with both hands, the sword gathered the fierce wind and sliced Mu Zixiu's head and face, this kind of fierce power made the crowd under the stage watch with excitement and shouted indulgently.

Mu Zixiu did not retreat, stomping into the air and smashing his fists against the fierce knife, his body covered in thunder and lightning that quickly converged into his fists, even condensing into a thunder and lightning fist astral deity that firmly guarded his fists.

Qin Wen's eyes lit up, was it really possible to condense lightning into a fist deity? He had tried many times, not thousands, but eight hundred times, but he had never succeeded, this required not only very subtle control, but also special guidance.

Rumble! A rumbling sound resounded in the air, Mu Zixiu and Liang Zheng actually both collapsed and landed on the ground five steps back.

An even match?

"Liang Zheng, well done, beautiful."

"Mu Zixiu, abuse him, abuse him."

They fought beautifully on the martial arts arena, and the surrounding disciples watched with excitement.

"Kind of interesting." Mu Zixiu shrugged and laughed as he rushed towards Liang Zheng.

Liang Zheng didn't say a word as he gritted his teeth and struck again.

Sand and stones flew, loud booms and lightning pierced the eyes, both of their attacks were wide open as they fought on the martial arts field.