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3219 What Does That Mean?

Zhu Yi glanced at Mu Yan and nodded at her before turning his attention to Feng Xun.

“Isn’t Feng Xun a Level 7 Spiritual King? When did he rise to Level 9?” Zhu Yi’s face darkened.

The sudden improvement made him feel that things were getting out of hand.

Level 9?

Mu Yan’s smile froze on her face.

Her Dongsang comrades were equally shocked.

Feng Xun had only been a Level 7 Spiritual King two hours ago. Everybody saw it.

But now…

A Level 9 Spiritual King?

Mu Yan turned around and stared at Zhu Yi.

Zhu Yi nodded. “There’s no doubt about it. Feng Xun is a Level 9 Spiritual King.”

Mu Yan sucked in her breath.

She didn’t want to believe it, but she couldn’t change what had happened.

There was a thump, and Feng Xun broke Babu’s rib with a kick.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Babu couldn’t believe it either. He stared at Feng Xun and said, “You won’t be able to do it again!”

Feng Xun leapt into the air and broke Babu’s second rib.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Babu stumbled backward and bellowed at Feng Xun. “Bring it on!”

Feng Xun smirked.

Although all his lucky draws gave him cultivation experience, he was especially lucky today because the strength of his legs had been enhanced.

His legs felt like they were filled with endless power.

He hadn’t made the best use of them yet.

Since Babu wanted to try him out, he would give the giant that chance.

Feng Xun moved.

Invisible energy seemed to spread from his right leg.

Babu’s face darkened, and he had a bad feeling, but he wouldn’t accept what was happening.

He was a Level 8 Spiritual King with the giant bloodline. So what if Feng Xun was a Level 9 Spiritual King? He had just become one! Babu believed he could withstand Feng Xun’s kick.

He wouldn’t give in.

“I’ll break you!”

Feng Xun raised his leg, and his kick felt like a tornado.

A wave of energy rushed toward Babu.

“You can’t defeat me!” Babu crossed his arms in front of his chest.

He wasn’t afraid of Feng Xun.

The next second, there was a loud thump, and Babu was sent flying backward as he made an arc in the air.

“What?”

Everybody cried out in surprise.

The arrogant Babu felt utterly humiliated.

Mu Yan looked like her eyes were going to pop.

She stared at Feng Xun and Feng Wu in turn.

Feng Xun hadn’t been so capable before. Something must have happened when Feng Wu took him away for two hours.

“Find out what happened!” Mu Yan whispered to Yu.

Yu nodded and soon disappeared into the crowd. No one knew where she went.

Zhu Yi frowned a little. “Feng Xun’s kick…”

Mu Yan had suggested this bet.

If the Dongsang Kingdom lost, she would have to take responsibility.

She didn’t want Zhu Yi to see her lose the bet.

Therefore, she promised Zhu Yi that what happened to Babu was only an accident, and it wouldn’t happen again.

Zhu Yi looked at Mu Yan in a strange way.

Mu Yan was perplexed.

Zhu Yi frowned at her. “Miss Mu, you should focus on your medical skills. Martial arts aren’t your thing.”

Mu Yan was irritated.

What was that supposed to mean?

Bu Jingyu chuckled. “My senior brother is saying that you should stick to your pills.”
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