The middle-aged fat man frowned. He still remembered that the person in charge of Wuliangzong in Huiyue City had already been cleared out of Huiyue City by him. Could it be that Wuliangzong knew about this and sent his disciples here to seek revenge?

However, when he saw Mu Yu's youthful appearance, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sneered, and said, "Arrogant boy, since you want to die yourself, you can't blame me."

The middle-aged fat man lay on the master's chair and waved his hand, and two young disciples from Tianxuanmen rushed over and attacked Mu Yu.

The level of both of them is no more than ten levels.

Mu Yu didn't pay attention to these two people at all, and directly displayed a gravity space.

The two young disciples were completely unable to resist, and were directly pressed to their knees on the ground.

"Too weak." Mu Yu commented lightly.

"Arrogance!"

Seeing that the two disciples couldn't help Mu Yu at all, the middle-aged fat man was filled with anger.

He jumped up directly from the master's chair, and attacked Mu Yu with a wave of heat on his fist.

Mu Yu stood on the spot calmly, and pointed at the middle-aged fat man lightly.

"Boom!"

The middle-aged fat man instantly felt that his fist had hit an indestructible mountain.

The fist bones seemed to be split.

The next moment, the middle-aged fat man's body flew back at an even faster speed, and combined with his fat body, it was like a huge meat ball flying in the air.

"Crackling..."

The meat ball directly hit the master chair he was lying on, smashing the master chair into pieces.

"puff!"

The middle-aged fat man couldn't help spewing out a mouthful of blood mist, his eyes full of horror.

At this time, the eyes of the three juveniles who were standing by and watching were wide and round.

I couldn't believe what was happening in front of my eyes.

Shock, doubt, and bewilderment are completely beyond words.

The middle-aged fat man who was unfathomable in their minds was defeated by a young man who was not much older than them.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged fat man was unwilling to believe that the person in front of him was just a young disciple of Wuliangzong.

In his opinion, Mu Yu must be an old monster who knows the art of maintaining beauty.

"Didn't I tell you? I'm just a young disciple of Tianxuanmen, and I've only been a few months old."

Mu Yu looked jokingly at the middle-aged fat man lying on the ground with a distressed expression on his face. He didn't lie, he had only been a beginner for more than three months.

"How many months has it been since you started?"

The corner of the middle-aged fat man's mouth twitched, but he still didn't want to believe this fact.

After a few months of entry, is it so invincible?

Then, a person like him who has practiced for decades would just jump into the river and commit suicide.

Not only the middle-aged fat man, but even the three teenagers in the assessment couldn't believe it.

But at this moment, they all looked at Mu Yu with admiration.

My heart is full of envy.

When will they look down on the world like Mu Yu?

At this moment, Mu Yu looked at the three young men and said, "My Wuliangzong is also recruiting disciples now, so you can join my Wuliangzong."

"willing!"

"willing!"

"I do!"

The voices of the three wishes were sonorous and powerful, echoing in the entire hall.

At this time, the faces of the three of them were full of excitement, and their fists were clenched tightly. They all saw the scene just now.

The old seniors of Tianxuan Sect are so vulnerable in front of the newcomer disciples of Wuliangzong.

What is the future of joining Tianxuanmen?

Joining Wuliangzong is the most sensible choice.

"You two come with me." Mu Yu pointed to the two teenagers who were eliminated by the middle-aged fat man.

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