Dragon Ball God Mu

The strong always need to be respected. This is an eternal principle. Even if Mu Yang looks very young, his martial arts have already been ahead of everyone.

No matter how aloof, it is the dignity of the strong. Not only will no one criticize it, but it will take it for granted.

Mu Yang stayed at Duolin Temple for only one day, and then left on the second day surrounded by Master Wu Ting and Master Xiulin. In just one day, Mu Yang fully communicated with Master Xiulin, and was shocked by the shocking power of the world. After all, there was no one who could stand against him in the entire Duolin Temple.

So young, but far superior to everyone

A new myth seems to be slowly being shaped.

And Duolin Temple is just one stop on his journey.

Looking at Mu Yang's back figure disappearing between the mountains and forests, Wu Ting was deeply moved.

The two people who were able to fight each other not long ago can only rely on looking up.

"Teacher, the disciple also thinks it's time to go out and practice." Wu Ting's expression was very firm, as if he had made some determination.

Master Xiu Lin said: "Where do you want to go?"

Wu Ting was silent for a while, remembering what Mu Yang had said to him before, "Yes, the disciple is going to visit Kailin Holy Land."

Master Xiulin heard the words and nodded: "Well, the Holy Land of Kailin is the birthplace of martial arts. There is a Kailin Pagoda there. You can try to challenge it. I did not climb the Kailin Pagoda as a teacher. I hope you can succeed. "

Master Xiulin also tried to challenge Kalinta when he was young, but he fell down because of lack of physical strength when he climbed halfway to his strength at the time. Later, he tried several times but failed, so he gave up and returned. Duolin Temple presides over the affairs of the temple, so there is no challenge.

Now he pinned his hopes on Wu Ting.

"Yes, the disciple took it down." Wu Ting folded his hands together and saluted silently.

"Yeah." Looking at Wu Ting's resolute expression, Master Xiulin remembered when he was young and smiled.Looking at the misty mountains in the distance, I was a little lost...

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On the other hand, after Mu Yang left Duolin Temple, he continued to visit various schools according to his plan. It was not an easy task to integrate the strengths of hundreds of families, and Mu Yang was prepared for a long-term struggle.

Next, he visited the "Cross Fist" genre, which is very similar to Tianxinliu, and there are also many gyms in the local area.Mu Yang came to the door directly. This time he did not report to the house, but directly used violent means to go head-to-head, forcing the other party to do their best.

This method is easy to offend people, but the gain is obviously even greater.

Mu Yang didn't care about offending people, so next he hit the door simply and rudely, and learned the best of all.

So, at some point, a rumor began to circulate in the martial arts world. It is said that a certain fanatic is constantly challenging the major genres. The several sects that have been rumored are unfortunately defeated by him and the identity of this person. Keep it secret.At first everyone thought that the fanatic was overpowered and tried to become famous in a battle, but gradually as more and more masters were defeated, even some legendary masters were defeated by the opponent.

Only then did they realize that this might be a legend.

Muyang's constant challenges caused turmoil in various genres, and he was busy closing the gate, worried that he would become the next goal.At the same time, many people have also recollected that something is wrong, if this person is really for fame, why hide his identity?

It seems that the rumors are ultimately unreliable, but regardless of the truth, it is better not to take this muddy water.

One day, on a beach.

The white waves hit the shore, breaking into fine water splashes.

Mu Yang's eyes were slightly condensed, and his whole body was fused together with vigor, and gathered on his palm. With a sound of "", a ball of light appeared on the palm of his hand, and the bright and flawless color looked like a night pearl.But this little energy ball,

"After practicing for so long, I finally completed this energy ball."

Looking at the "humming" energy ball that kept ringing harshly, Mu Yang had a smile on his mouth.

Suddenly, his arm shook, and he pushed forward with one hand--

"Heaven Heart Slash!"

A violent energy slammed from the waist, and the bright energy ball suddenly shook and turned into the shape of a crescent. It quickly accelerated to the extreme and flew straight out along the sea with a swish.

Shattered, the sea suddenly boiled, splitting into two halves along the trajectory of Tianxin Zhan.The fragmented waves seemed to have been boiled by high temperature, directly vaporizing under extremely high energy, accompanied by a fiery ball of fire rising into the sky, the dazzling white light wrapped in a manic storm, spreading in all directions.

Mu Yang stood where the storm swept, letting the hurricane hit him.

This energy attack may be insignificant in the universe, and it is only equivalent to a random blow from an ordinary "army type" cosmic man.But at this stage of the earth, its power should not be weaker than Wu Taidou's qigong gun, or the world is shaking.

Seeing with satisfaction that the splashes on the sea surface gradually subsided, Mu Yang took a short rest and was about to leave.

Just at this time--

A small boat floated on the sea, and there was a figure on the boat, shouting at Mu Yang: "Hey, it was the qigong wave you released just now. What kind of trick is that, can I see it again."

Hearing this, Mu Yang stopped as he was about to leave, and glanced at the small boat.

He was an ordinary-looking young man, about twenty years old, and his age looked similar to Mu Yang, with a cloth bag wrapped behind his back and a long-distance attire.But at this sight, Mu Yang let out a soft voice, and felt a little different in that person.

"Interesting, this person doesn't seem to be weak!" Mu Yang's face showed a hint of surprise.

The boat gradually approached, and the people on the boat jumped to Mu Yang, and then, regardless of whether Mu Yang agreed or not, they directly attacked.

"Attack without asking indiscriminately?"

A cold light flashed across Mu Yang's face, he gave a sneer, his palms slid out, grabbed the opponent's fist, and then slammed the opponent out with his luggage.

Immediately, his body flickered quickly, and rushed to the head of the person before he landed.

The body floated down, his arms bent, and an iron fist suddenly blasted out.

"Wow!" The man yelled in embarrassment, but a roar stopped his body in midair.

"Turtle Qigong!!!"

The young man screamed, his palms gathered together, and a beam of qigong wave shining with deep blue light bombarded Mu Yang.

A trace of surprise flashed in Mu Yang's eyes, and the kung fu on his hands did not stop. Facing the bombarding qigong wave, he immediately mobilized his energy and stretched his fingers forward, and the light beams of light shone.

"Tianxin Qigong!!!"

The two energies met in mid-air, banging into a terrifying aura, and accompanied by a turbulence in the atmosphere, the aftermath of qigong turned into a strong cyclone and spread out.