Chapter 83: Slap in the face

"Mu Zifei, we are all students of La Soren, why don't we compare them with strength? After all, money and everything are foreign things, and only strength is fundamental, so let's compare and compare. Naturally, those who lose should not stay here. Listening to Omni Medoro's provocation, the corners of Mu Zifei's mouth gradually rose.

"Is the main event coming? Okay, I'll have some fun with you. Mu Zifei sneered in his heart.

"That's fine, Onimedoro, let's make a comparison, and think it's for the amusement of all of you, let's go, go to the front yard, which is spacious and convenient, or call me bullying you in a small place." Mu Zifei looked at Oni Medoro with disdain and said, then turned around and walked to the front yard.

Onimedoro said angrily after hearing Mu Zifei's provocation: "What, you expect me, you think too highly of yourself." After speaking, he followed Mu Zifei to the front yard.

Now the group went out again, back to the front yard where they had just been.

"Mu Zifei, you are too crazy to win the championship of a grade competition, you don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, today I will let you know your catties. Onimedoro stood in front of Mu Zifei and said disdainfully.

"Do you know, if it weren't for the Wang family's face, I wouldn't have fought you at all, because you didn't deserve it. Mu Zifei said calmly.

But this emotionless and unemotional but deeply stimulated the proud Onemedoro, which made him extremely angry, but at this time he said with a furious smile: "Yes, then I have to thank you, thank you for your gift, I will definitely thank you in a while." Onimedoro's mouth was full of yin and yang.

"yes, come on, I hope you don't disappoint me. Saying that, Mu Zifei took off the coat of the dress, untied the bow tie, and handed it to Fan Yu behind him, and said while handing it over: "Xiaoyu, you take it, and you will give it to me when I solve it." After speaking, Mu Zifei moved his wrist to look at Onnie Medoro in front of him and said, "I'll retreat ten meters first, otherwise you won't even have a chance to chant magic." With that, he took about ten steps back, then looked at Onnie Medoro again and said, "You can start." Hearing Mu Zifei's words, Oni Medoro couldn't help but feel a burst of anger again, and under the anger in his heart, he instantly sent out a second-level magic - the emerald whirlwind, a whirlwind with a height of one meter and a diameter of about thirty centimeters, and quickly hit Mu Zifei.

"Carving insect skills, this can also be done. Saying that, Mu Zifei exuded a beast-like aura all over his body, his body muscles bulged slightly, and a red tiger phantom light appeared behind him, this is a king-level secret method "Red Tiger Roar" that Mu Zifei recently turned out from the space ring that Mu Sen left for him, after all, "Heavenly Demon Refining Body" is too sensitive, and it is inevitable that some discerning people can recognize it, so Mu Zifei is usually ready to use this set of secret methods to decorate the façade.

But this set of secret methods is also enough to deal with some ordinary honorable levels, and at the same time, a faint king character also appeared on Mu Zifei's forehead, Mu Zifei quietly looked at the fast-flying turquoise whirlwind and casually raised his right hand and waved it forward, but this simple punch actually made a burst of air, and with a bang, the turquoise whirlwind also dissipated.

After seeing this scene, Oni Medoro also knew that Mu Zifei was not easy to deal with, and quickly chanted a third-level magic to himself - the speed of the technique to bless his body, he wanted to rely on the speed of the kite Mu Zifei, and finally give Mu Zifei a fatal blow.

But he was obviously wrong, Mu Zifei's speed was not comparable to his simple swift technique, and when he kept instantaneously using the wind blade, Mu Zifei's calm voice as water came into his ears

"Your speed is too slow, forget it, I won't play with you, it's time to end. Immediately afterwards, Mu Zifei flew in front of Onimedoro with a move of spirit rat, and at the same time swung his right fist and smashed it in front of Onimedoro, but Mu Zifei's strength was very limited, and he didn't even fall down when he hit it back.

"It seems that Fei Ge is ready to save some face for him, after all, it is still good to save some face in front of so many people. Fan Yu thought to himself, but Mu Zifei's next action made him think about it anymore, because Mu Zifei's left hand quickly grabbed forward, and grabbed it on the neck of Onnie Medoro who was going to be kind, and then pulled it straight up, and lifted it up, hanging it in the air, and looked at Oni Medoro with evil on his face.

"You, you, what do you want to do, put me down quickly. At this time, Onimedoro, who was suspended in the air, panicked, screaming, and at the same time, his hands grabbed Mu Zifei's left hand hard, trying to break it open, but Mu Zifei's hand was tightly locked around his neck like pliers, so that he couldn't break free no matter what.

And Onimedoro, who struggled for a while, found that a magician could not break free from the shackles of a force master by strength alone, so he began to chant magic, hoping to get rid of Mu Zifei's clutches through magic, but how could Mu Zifei at this time let him get his wish, raising his powerful right hand

A "snap" hit Onnie Medoro in the face, interrupting Onimedoro's magic.

"Boy, you still want to chant magic, I let you sing, you chant. Mu Zifei said hatefully, and as he spoke, he waved his right hand and kept hitting Onnie Medoro in the face for a while

The sound of "popping" is endless. And at this time, everyone present was stunned, this is the real slap in the face, a merciless slap in the face.

When he hit about a hundred mouths, our young master Mu seemed to be tired, and casually threw Onnie Medoro on the ground, and then looked at Onnie Medoro at this moment, his face was red and swollen, his facial features were almost crowded together, and the eyes were not visible at all.

But his nightmare was not over yet, Master Mu Zifei raised his left foot, stepped on his face with one foot, and said fiercely: "Didn't you just say that you want to use your strength to teach me a lesson, is this your strength? It's just a joke, do you want me to let you go? It's very simple to call Dad." This sentence can be said to have aroused an uproar, I didn't expect today's matter to be so big, I thought that the genius of La Solon School had to rely on others to call him dad to get out of trouble, not to mention that for a genius, it was a great shame to put it on ordinary people.

At this time, the people who came with Onnie Medoro all looked at Mu Zifei very angrily, but there was still a trace of fear in their anger, because they knew that none of them knew Mu Zifei's opponent except for Sino, although someone could defeat Onnie Medoro, but they couldn't do Mu Zifei so easily and naturally, they put themselves in their shoes, if it was themselves who were lying on the ground now, then they couldn't imagine the result, so although they were very angry, no one dared to come forward to speak.

Just when everyone was silent, a hoarse voice came: "Brother Mu Zifei, it's almost over, he's already had enough." ”