Landing in the Fantastic World

Sure enough, as everyone expected.

The next moment, Mu Yu's body was torn into pieces by Morog on the spot.

"Hahaha...it's really too weak..."

Morog laughed wantonly, but immediately thought of something, the laughter stopped abruptly, "No, why didn't I see the blood I like?"

"Brother Mo, are you dazzled? I'm here." Mu Yu's faint voice came from behind Morog.

Startled, Morog turned around quickly and saw Mu Yu standing intact.

"You...how is it possible?"

Morog's face showed fear, and he just remembered that his moves just now felt like they were all hitting the air.

Mu Yu naturally used space mirroring.

Morog roared, and his momentum became even more terrifying.

Then he used the "Kong Ming Fist" to hit Mu Yu.

The attack range of this move is huge, almost covering half of the competition arena.

He showed a cruel smile, not believing that Mu Yu could escape this time.

The corner of Mu Yu's mouth curled up.

Shhh.

The figure of 'Zhao Wuqi' appeared in front of Morog.

When Morog saw Zhao Wuqi appearing in front of him, he panicked and quickly stopped.

But because the punches he punched were too powerful.

Forcibly withdrawing it, instead, he suffered serious internal injuries.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood from Morog spewed out and spilled on the ground.

All the disciples onlookers were shocked, they all looked at Zhao Wuqi in the audience, and found that he was still standing where he was.

And his eyes were terrified.

Why is there an extra self on stage for no reason?

What's even more frightening is that no matter what action I make, 'he' will follow suit.

It's like being yourself in the mirror.

The corners of Shangguan Yi'er's lips pursed into a smile, Mu Yu's weird tricks also amused her.

This junior brother Mu is really too naughty.

Seeing Morog's miserable face, with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Mu Yu smiled calmly and said, "Brother Mo, now that you've finally seen blood, are you a little excited?"

"Bastard, I must tear you apart!"

Morog was trembling with anger, his eyes were red, and after a roar, he erupted like a beast.

"Morog has gone mad!"

"Once Morog goes berserk, his strength reaches the Lingtai stage. It has been a long time since a disciple of the same realm has forced him out of the berserk state."

"In the berserk state, the momentum soars several times, and you lose your mind, and you don't feel pain all over your body. It's a fighting machine."

The disciples in the audience talked a lot, showing panic.

Even a few disciples at the Spirit Platform Realm, saw Morog's current appearance, and fear flashed in their eyes.

With Morog's current state, can Mu Yu stop him?

A trace of worry flashed across Shangguan Yi'er's beautiful eyes, but thinking of Mu Yu's superb agility, Shangguan also calmed down.

Mu Yu didn't panic at all, no matter how fierce it was, it was nothing more than a beast that lost its mind.

Mu Yu performed a large teleportation, his body flashed across the stage.

Dodged Morog's violent attacks time and time again.

The martial arts arena has been smashed into a mess by Morog.

And at this time, on the top of Wuliang Mountain.

Two old men with immortal demeanor sat opposite each other, playing a game of chess.

The black-robed old man finished playing a chess piece, then looked at the white-robed old man, and said calmly, "Who do you think can win?"

The white-robed old man twirled his beard lightly and said with a calm smile: "Their duel is actually like our current chess game, and it is now the critical moment of the fight."