The Almighty Asura

Chapter 68: Are You Calling for Me?

“Do you wish to die?!”

Mu Feng’s eyes gleamed with coldness. He hadn’t make a move, but Bai Ziyue and Mu Kuang who were beside him were already charging at their opponents.

One of the men shouted angrily and struck down with his knife that was surrounded by a gush of Vitality. His strike was quite powerful and could maybe even chop a buffalo into two.

One could see that the man had reached Tong Mai Ninth Sky.

Why were most cultivators stuck at Tong Mai Ninth Sky? It was because a large amount of Vitality was needed in order to open-up one’s Zi Fu dantian. Besides, it was best if the cultivation process was aided by a panacea, which many cultivators couldn’t afford to buy.

Mu Kuang smiled coldly and directly punched out, without even bothering to pull out his knife. His punch was surrounded with Vitality and aimed straight at his opponent’s knife.

The people around them let out a cry of fear. Some of them even closed their eyes as they couldn’t bear to see the sight of a boy’s fist being split into two.

However, the ending was not what they imagined it would be.

Clang!

A crisp sound of metal rang out when his fist hit the knife and a huge force was exerted.

A numbing sensation instantly spread across the man’s arm and his knife nearly broke into two. He then looked at Mu Kuang in horror as he couldn’t believe that his knife was weaker than his punch.

Without waiting for him to regain his senses, Mu Kuang threw out another punch, aiming straight at his opponent’s chest. This time, his punch broke a few of his opponent’s ribs and the man was sent flying around eight meters away while howling in pain. The man then spat out a mouthful of blood and couldn’t stand up anymore.

Meanwhile, Bai Ziyue leaped into mid-air and gave several strikes of his sword. About eight phantom sword figures appeared and began striking down at his opponent as fast as lightning.

Most of the strikes were blocked by his opponent’s knife, but the last strike managed to hit his mouth, knocking off a few teeths.

The man screamed in pain and covered his bloody mouth with his hand. His face twisted in pain and one could see that he won’t be eating anything else throughout the festivals.

Bai Ziyue then kicked the man in his chest with a cold expression, sending the man several meters away from him.

Another man pulled out his knife and charged at Mu Feng, but Mu Feng maintained his stance. He gathered the Vitality in his body towards his fist and nine crisp sounds rang out when the Vitality from his 12 Meta-pulses burst out in a sudden.

“Tong Mai Punch!”

He then punched out heavily at the man’s chest, his fist surrounded with a surge of Vitality.

“Ah…!”

The man was sent flying more than 10 meters away while spitting a few mouthfuls of blood. He fell onto the ground and could no longer stand back up.

The man was not dead. If Mu Feng really wanted to kill him, he could instantly kill him with one punch, but he chose not to do so.

“A Zi Fu level cultivator!”

“All of them are Zi Fu level cultivators! They’re so powerful!”

“Just which family are they from? It’s rare to see Zi Fu level cultivators at this age!”

The crowd broke into a commotion as they were all stunned by these three young men.

“Hmph, they’re just a piece of trash who acts rashly without even knowing their own strength.”

Mu Kuang sneered coldly.

“Ouch…”

The four men were still howling in pain. Suddenly, the man with the broken arm said furiously to Mu Feng: “You little brat, how dare you beat us up?! Do you even know that we’re members of the Yellow Tiger Regiment?! You guys are dead meat now…”

Mu Feng frowned when he heard his words as he seemed to have heard of the nam before.

Oh, they must be the gang that Mu Kuang and I previously picked a fight with in the An Nan mountains!

“The Yellow Tiger Regiment? Are you guys strong?”

Mu Feng walked right up to the man, looked down and said calmly: “Go back and tell your leader to apologize to my friend. You have three days time. Otherwise, I will make sure that the Yellow Tiger Regiment no longer exists in An Nan city! Get lost now!”

Mu Feng shouted angrily with a murderous intent, causing them to flee away in fear.

“Urgh, they’ve spoiled my mood, not to mention that it’s been such a long time since I hang out with you guys.”

Mu Lan pouted and said sulkily.

“Haha, Little Lan, just forget about them. We will protect you no matter what. If they try anything stupid again, I’ll make sure to knock off all their teeths!”

Mu Kuang said with a laugh and looked at Mu Lan with a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

“Yeah, don’t let them spoil your mood. The world is full of brainless people like them, so don’t bother to waste your time fussing about it.”

Mu Feng said with a smile and continued walking down the street with his hands behind his back, leaving the surprised crowd behind.

Meanwhile, there was another crowd further down the street. They stood in a circle and were watching four young men being beaten up, their faces bruised and swollen.

Mu Feng immediately recognized the four young men. They were Mu Li, Mu Cang and another two Mu disciples from Mu Li’s gang.

A young man dressed in blue robes stepped on Mu Li’s cheek and sneered coldly: “Mu Li, it’s true that I dare not go against Mu Feng, but did you really thought that I wouldn’t dare to beat you up? Who do you think you are to offend me?!”

Wang Yue and eight of his men surrounded them and were laughing coldly.

Wang Yue had reached Zi Fu First Sky, so Mu Li and the others simply wasn’t a match for him.

Wang Yue was about to start his studies at the Temple of Chiselers after the festivals, that was why he brought a few of his men to have a good time tonight. He never expect that he would meet Mu Li here.

Since that incident, Wang Yue has treated Mu Feng and the whole Mu family as his enemy, so when he stumbled upon Mu Li and his gang, he couldn’t help but pick a fight.

“You son of a b*tch! Why don’t you deal with Mu Feng straight away?! Are you a coward?!”

Mu Cang who was being pinned to the ground by a Wang disciple shouted furiously at Wang Yue.

Slap!

“Shut up!”

Wang Yue flew into a rage upon hearing his words. He immediately gave Mu Cang a tight slap, causing blood to drip down from the corner of his mouth.

“Don’t you f*cking dare to talk about Mu Feng in front of me! That son of a b*tch! I’ll definitely surpass him when I start studying at the Temple of Chiselers. One day, I’ll make him suffer the consequences by going against me!”

Wang Yue grabbed Mu Cang by his collar and shouted furiously. Mu Feng has now became a thorn in his heart.

“Oh? Are you talking about me, genius Wang? I’m so curious to know what consequences will I face.”

At this moment, a sarcastic tone of voice rang out from afar. Mu Feng stepped out from the crowd with his hands crossed behind his head along with Mu Kuang, Bai Ziyue and Mu Lan.

Mu Feng then looked at Wang Yue and said sarcastically.

As soon as Wang Yue saw him, he couldn’t help but to take a few steps back and his reaction was the same like a mouse seeing a cat.

Meanwhile, Mu Li and the others looked at Mu Feng with a hint of puzzlement and hatred. After all, they were beaten up by Wang Yue because of Mu Feng.

“Mu Feng, wh-why are you here?”

Wang Yue looked at Mu Feng with a trace of fear in his eyes.

Not only was Mu Feng’s Soul Energy higher than him, Mu Feng was also much stronger than him in terms of their cultivation level. Although Wang Yue had now reached the Zi Fu level, he knew better that he still wasn’t a match against Mu Feng.

“Wasn’t it you who were talking about me just now? I thought I heard you saying something about making me suffer the consequences, isn’t it? That’s why I’m here. What are the consequences that I’ll have to bear by going against you, genius Wang?”

Mu Feng put down his hands and took two steps forward while looking at Wang Yue with a hint of sarcasm.

Wang Yue was so frightened that he took another two steps back and said while trembling in fear: “Do-don’t come any nearer. Wh-what I said just now was just a joke, do-don’t take it so seriously.”

To everybody’s surprise, Wang Yue was actually afraid of Mu Feng. The crowd who didn’t know about the last incident was now looking at them in confusement.

Just who is this young man? What on earth did he do to make a rich boy like Wang Yue to be so afraid of him? Things are getting interesting.