Landing in the Fantastic World

Nima! It also consumes a lot, the first two were defeated by you one by one, there is a fart consumption!

This excuse is simply shameless!

"Oh, since Brother Du is exhausting too much, why don't I wait for you on the field for a while, you meditate and adjust your breath, and after you have recovered everything, how about I compete with you again?"

After hearing Du Meng's brazen words, Mu Yu naturally couldn't let him go easily, and said very understandingly.

After hearing Mu Yu's words, the surrounding audience were all happy, and they shouted loudly: "Du Meng, they let you recover and rest, so don't shirk it."

"you……"

Du Meng didn't expect that Mu Yu would talk like this, which made him unable to step down.

I couldn't help regretting in my heart, I wanted to slap myself secretly, why did I put on a face, now I'm fine, I'm going to be tortured miserably.

At this time, Du Meng could only pretend to sit on the ground, meditate and adjust his breath, secretly thinking about how to deal with Mu Yu.

But recalling yesterday's battle situation, the more I think about it, the less hope of victory.

The time for a stick of incense has passed.

Du Meng still sat on the ground with a sad face.

However, the onlookers quit!

"Du Meng, if you continue to meditate like this, it will almost be dark."

"You won't procrastinate on purpose, right? If you want to fight, hurry up."

Du Meng knew that he had no way to escape any longer.

He had no choice but to resist his scalp and stood up, looking at Mu Yu as if facing a formidable enemy, his legs trembling non-stop.

Mu Yu looked at it, couldn't help laughing, and stretched out a palm as an invitation gesture.

Seeing Mu Yu belittle him so much, Du Meng gritted his teeth, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

Holding the long sword in his hand tightly, he began to slowly accumulate the momentum in his body.

His set of sword moves is called Moon Blade Shake, and the longer it is accumulated, the stronger the momentum and the greater the damage.

He was secretly praying in his heart, please don't attack, don't attack...

And Mu Yu seemed to have heard his prayer, and really stood there silently, not attacking him, just watching him indifferently accumulating energy.

A quarter of an hour later, the fear in Du Meng's heart had completely disappeared, replaced by a kind of madness that succeeded, and his Moon Blade Shake had already charged to the extreme.

Even for the master in his sect, it would be difficult for him to resist the Moon Blade Shaker who had accumulated so much energy, let alone such a young boy, could he still be stronger than his master?

Thinking of this, Du Meng yelled frantically, "Go to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, the tip of the long sword in his hand suddenly burst into bright light. At this time, it didn't even look like a moon blade, but it was comparable to the brilliance of the sun.

"Moon-blade-shake!"

At this moment, the bright light broke away from Du Meng's sword tip, and turned into an incomparably huge light blade, cutting towards Mu Yu with a destructive aura.

"hiss!"

Seeing such a powerful blow from Du Meng, the audience gasped.

Such a powerful force is going to blow up the entire arena.

Do not! Even the audience they are in will be affected.

Thinking of this, everyone retreated tens of feet and reached the safe area.

Liu Qian shook his head bitterly, and said, "Brother Jia is still being too careless. If he attacked Du Meng from the very beginning, how could he accumulate such a powerful blow?"