Systematic cultivation of immortality, I founded the world of cultivation of immortality

Moreover, the pain on his body could only be felt weakly at this time. If he could see his face, he would see that the scars on his face had become much lighter at this time.

Mu Yiheng refined Qi into his body and successfully entered the path of cultivating immortality.

The martial artist felt that Mu Yiheng in his hand seemed to have become lighter. Then he came to his senses and was about to throw Mu Yiheng off the stage.

"Concentrate and inject spiritual power into the place where you want to exert your strength."

Bai Yao's voice sounded again, and Mu Yiheng obeyed.

But at this time the martial artist had already thrown him out.

Seeing that he was about to come into close contact with the ground, Mu Yiheng poured spiritual power into his palms and slammed them towards the ground.

The spiritual power formed resistance and directly bounced him back.

Everyone thought that Mu Yiheng was defeated, but this change made them unable to believe their eyes.

They saw that his hand did not touch the ground, but there was a clear fingerprint on the ground.

Mu Yiheng stood on the stage, looking at his hands in disbelief that he could actually use spiritual power.

He looked at the martial artist proudly and wanted to use the method just now to knock him off the stage directly from the air.

But he concentrated, poured spiritual power into his hand, and pushed it out hard, but nothing happened.

He looked at his palms in confusion and tried again, with the same result.

Everyone looked at him in confusion, not knowing what he was doing.

The martial artist looked at the emperor and Lan Lingwei in the high position, and saw that they were all frowning, thinking that they doubted his ability.

He looked back at Mu Yiheng and punched him directly, with a fierce look on his face, and was bound to knock him off the stage with one punch.

Mu Yiheng was looking at his hand in confusion when suddenly a punch came from him, and his instinct was to reach out and catch it.

He firmly blocked the martial artist's fist.

The martial artist looked surprised. He clearly felt that Mu Yiheng's power was much greater than before. She was defeated by him just now, but now her power is probably better than his.

He was a little panicked, thinking of a quick victory. If he lost in front of the emperor, he might not be able to keep his position.

Immediately afterwards, he punched Mu Yiheng again.

Mu Yiheng stretched out his hand to block it again, looking at the martial artist in a daze.

His power has become much stronger. Is this the power of cultivating immortals?

Mu Yiheng was overjoyed, channeled his spiritual power into his hands, made a fist, and struck the martial artist.

The martial artist blocked it with his right hand, but then quickly retracted it and looked at Mu Yiheng in surprise.

He covered his right hand with his left hand. At this time, his entire right arm felt painful and numb.

In a short time, he became no match for him.

If he punched him again at this moment, he would probably lose his entire hand.

Mu Yiheng had a scar on his face and a smile on his lips, which looked quite evil.

"Admit defeat and I will stop."

He told him what the martial artist had just said to him.

After saying that, he quickly punched the martial artist and swung it at him.

The martial artist looked at his fist and flinched in his eyes, but when he saw the position of the emperor and the fifth princess from the corner of his eye, he gritted his teeth and went forward.

He can't admit defeat. If he loses to a brat, how will he survive in the martial arts circle in the future?

"Bang bang bang, click."

He blocked Mu Yiheng's fist with his arm, and with the last blow, there was a sound of fracture.

The martial artist was in pain and took two steps back. Before he could stand still, Mu Yiheng kicked him and kicked him off the stage.

There was a sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Mu Yiheng won.

People were silent for a while, until the emperor shouted "Okay" and then people applauded.

Some officials' eyes lit up when they looked at Mu Yiheng, but it was a pity that he was the prince of Beiyun. If this was their heir apparent in Xiling, they would take him as their son-in-law no matter what.

Lan Lingwei couldn't be happy and hurriedly called someone to see how the martial artist was doing. The imperial doctor had been waiting for a long time to treat the injured person.

"One bone is broken and another is displaced. I need to take a good rest."

Both arms are no longer good.

"Well, you are worthy of being the Prince of Beiyun. What a skill!" The emperor's eyes were filled with excitement, even though he didn't see Mu Yiheng absorbing spiritual power just now.

But the huge gap between before and after, he also guessed that it was probably due to cultivating immortality.

"Wait, we won't count this time." Lan Lingwei stepped forward and said unconvinced.

"As agreed, it's you and the martial artist who competes. If someone else wins, it won't count."

A guilty conscience flashed in Lan Lingwei's eyes, and she immediately put behind her mind what she had said before, that the bet was still the same.

She thought that the martial artist would win no matter what, so she agreed to let Mu Yiheng take the field instead of Bai Yao, but now there was an unexpected development.

Mu Yiheng won.

She looked at Bai Yao's translucent and tender face. If she and Bai Yao were asked to be sisters, she would be very happy, but she was really resistant to being a master.

Bai Yao's face was expressionless, and the corners of her mouth curved with no hint of emotion, making it impossible to guess what she was feeling at this time.

"Hey, you promised just now, and it's not a gentleman to regret it now."

Mu Yiheng couldn't stand it. This princess of Xiling was really a little too arrogant. If she said he was fine and said the master, that would not be acceptable.

"It doesn't matter if it's my princess who said it." Lan Lingwei was still a little guilty at first, but looking at Mu Yiheng's attitude, she raised her head and looked very arrogant.

"It's not you that this princess worships, but Miss Bai. It was you who helped Miss Bai just now, so how do I know that Miss Bai's skills are worthy of being my master?"

When Lan Lingwei said this, people nodded. Although there was a suspicion of going back on their word, what they said was not unreasonable.

Bai Yao suddenly stood up, and everyone looked at her.

She raised her hand, and a small burst of light shot out from her hand and hit the big tree in the distance.

With a "click", the big tree broke and fell to the ground.

Bai Yao took action too quickly. People only saw that it was her who took action, but no one saw clearly how she did it.

Only Mu Yiheng saw the spiritual power that Bai Yao exerted, and his eyes shone with admiration.

"Now, I am qualified to be your master!"

Bai Yao looked at Lan Lingwei who was dumbfounded. She was the only one in the audience and even Xiling who could do this move just now.

Lan Lingwei looked at Bai Yao stupidly, as if she had underestimated Bai Yao before.

Because from the first moment she saw Bai Yao, she had already been labeled as being only a few years older than her, and even if he was powerful, he was only a little better than her.

It wasn't until Bai Yao's move just now that she completely overturned the stereotype of Bai Yao.

It also let her know that you can’t just judge people by their age and appearance.

She nodded slowly. That move just now was so cool. If she learned it, wouldn't she be able to compete with the prince's brother?

The prince didn't know what his royal sister was thinking. If he knew, he would be able to hinder her from becoming a disciple.