Spirit Vessel

“This is the first move.” Mu Tantian turned into a blue cloud of smoke. The blue smoke made it seem as if his body has dispersed.

Feng Feiyun’s blade only slashed the cloud and couldn’t hit Mu Tantian. His body was fast like an illusion and couldn’t be grasped.

“Ba!” The blue smoke condensed and formed into Mu Tantian. He was seventy meters directly in front of Feng Feiyun.

“Second move, my turn.” Eighteen grand meridians emerged from Mu Tantian’s hands. His legs had thirty-six meridians while his body and had seventy-two.

It was a total of one hundred and forty-four meridians. He had forty-five more than Dongfang Mu’s ninety-nine. This was a gap of several times in cultivation.

“Boom!” His body dispersed into a cloud again. A powerful palm from the cloud slowly reached out and engulfed Feng Feiyun.

He used all of his strength without holding back for this strike. In other words, he was going all out for these ten moves. If Feng Feiyun were to die to him, then Feng Feiyun could only blame himself for being too weak.

This was the competition between the youths. Sometimes there were battles of life and death where the older generation would not appear to interfere. People who didn’t experience a near-death battle couldn’t embark on the road to become a real master.

Feng Feiyun held his blade and felt the pressure. His scalp was tingling with pain from the pressure of this attack; it was as if his head was about to be crushed.

Mu Tantian truly had the power to defeat Dongfang Mu within three moves.

With one hand grasping his blade, he pointed at the sky with one finger and channeled the wood energy from the forests and mountains to form the Verdant Wood Art.

The vegetation within a radius of several thousand meters instantly withered. Some trees were cracking as if they were being sucked dry.