I have a little bit of talent

"Push harder, I'll hit it soon!

"A little to the left. Hey, it's past, past..."

Fang Mu was dodging and mocking at the same time, which made the scholar feel very annoyed. He could only speed up his attack, hoping to make Fang Mu exhausted sooner.

One of the two men was fighting while the other was dodging. If the flowers, plants and trees around them had not been accidentally shattered into pieces by the Confucian scholar's internal energy, it would have seemed to others that the two were just joking.

This lasted for about half an hour. Seeing that Fang Mu was dodging without showing any sign of fatigue, the scholar could no longer bear it. He was a little impatient and wanted to retreat. After all, Da was invincible, and it would be inappropriate to drag it out for too long.

At this moment, the scholar discovered that there was a slight pause between Fang Mu's steps. Although it was only a slight pause, it was noticeable in his eyes.

"This Fang Mu has been able to hold on until now, so he must be running out of strength. After all, his years of practice are there."

The scholar was overjoyed, and his tired spirit became excited again, and his attack speed increased by three times.

In this way, another half hour passed, and the two were still circling around the poisonous dragon pond. It was a pity that the beautiful scenery next to it was almost completely destroyed by the strong energy emitted by the Confucian scholar.

Even the innocent little fish and shrimps in the lake were killed by the shock and floated to the surface.

"good chance!"

The scholar suddenly saw Fang Mu's body suddenly freeze, his eyes shining, a ferocious smile on his face, and he used all his energy to coordinate his domain and pressed down with his palm again, vowing to kill this hateful chatterbox with his palm!

But when he looked up, he found that Fang Mu was not panicked at all. He still had a playful smile on his face and raised his left fist to meet his palm.

"No, this kid is pretending."

The scholar was filled with alarm, but it was too late to change his tactics. He could only increase his strength a little more, hoping to kill Fang Mu with one blow.

"Even if you have been practicing since your mother's womb, how deep can your cultivation be!"

The Confucian scholar had already shot the arrow with no turning back, intending to use his decades of cultivation to kill Fang Mu.

"How can it be!"

Who knew that as soon as his palm touched Fang Mu's fist, he felt an extremely powerful force coming. The internal energy he had cultivated for decades was unable to resist, and he was defeated under that force.

The scholar immediately united his mind and body, and blessed himself with the power of his domain, and was able to block the attack. However, he was knocked back dozens of meters, and only stopped after knocking down several trees.

"Senior Qiu is indeed very skilled. He was able to take my punch without dying!" Fang Mu slowly retracted his fist, and in a flash he came in front of the scholar, saying with a smile:

"I've heard that Senior Qiu Duxing, Mu Shan's eldest disciple, has practiced for many years and has already merged his Qi and Spirit, achieving the realm of the Primordial Spirit. But when I meet him today, I find that meeting him in person is not as good as hearing about him."

After Fang Mu said this, Qiu Duxing's face became extremely ugly.

"You knew it was me?"

"Of course, your master died in the academy, and you, his disciple, have disappeared without a trace, and even the court officials could not find you.

"Senior Qiu is deeply trusted by your master and they have a deep relationship. How could he not want to help your master get revenge?

"But I don't dare to go to my father and Uncle Han's place, nor do I dare to look for trouble with my elder brother in the academy, so naturally I can only come to a small shrimp like me to vent my anger!"

As early as a few days ago when he said goodbye to Zhang Wuliang, Zhang Wuliang had mentioned this matter and asked Fang Mu to be careful along the way. Fang Mu naturally kept it in mind and had vaguely noticed it while traveling these days.

It was not until he had cultivated his domain just now that he sensed Qiu Duxing's whereabouts, so he simply sat there and waited for him to show up.

"Little shrimp, you are not a little shrimp! There is no such a little shrimp as you."

It seemed that Fang Mu's words touched Qiu Duxing's pain point. He could not control his emotions and started shouting, losing all his original demeanor as a master.

"Why, why can't I kill you after so many years of hard training? I just can't accept it."

"If this is your last words, it's such a pity!" Fang Mu sneered.

"You want to kill me?" Qiu Duxing laughed wildly as if he had heard a joke.

"You are truly amazing, I have never seen anyone like you in my life who has reached this level of cultivation at such a young age.

“But the reason you are not dead today is entirely because your mysterious footwork can break the constraints of the domain. Otherwise, you would have died countless times.

"But it's easy for you to survive, but it's wishful thinking to kill me!"

Seeing that he could not kill Fang Mu, Qiu Duxing decided not to waste any more time, expanded his soul domain, and soared into the sky.

Indeed, after possessing the realm of the primordial spirit, he can mobilize the energy of heaven and earth to ride the wind. Qiu Duxing is confident that he can escape unscathed!

Just as Qiu Duxing laughed and wanted to fly away with the wind, a huge pressure suddenly descended and tightly bound his whole body. Qiu Duxing was caught off guard and trembled all over. He could no longer control the energy of heaven and earth in the area. He fell from the air and ate a mouthful of mud.

As soon as he stood up, he found Fang Mu walking towards him slowly, and the pressure was getting stronger as he got closer.

"Spiritual Realm! You have also reached the Spiritual Realm, Impossible!"

Qiu Duxing was extremely frightened, and completely lost the calmness he had just had while riding the wind.

"It's just a field. Is it that difficult?" Fang Mu said with a smile.

"No wonder you always knew I was behind you. No wonder Han Tieyi didn't protect you."

Qiu Duxing seemed to have lost all his spirit due to the blow, and he kept muttering to himself.

"You have already achieved a domain at such a young age. You can be called a young master. I am afraid that your achievements in the future will not be inferior to Fang Lu. It is not unfair for me to die in your hands."

"Senior Qiu said one thing wrong."

"what's up?"

"Even if I am an ordinary person with no cultivation, I am afraid that Senior can't hurt me at all!"

Fang Mu said this with absolute certainty.

"Why? If you had no skills and Han Tieyi hadn't come to protect you, I would have killed you with that palm strike!"

Although it was difficult to escape at this time, Qiu Duxing still sneered at Fang Mu's words.

How could I escape from his hands without any protection and without any skills? It's just a joke.

"This kid is right. Even if he has no skills, you can't kill him!"

An old voice was heard, and Qiu Duxing was stunned immediately after hearing it. He could not say anything more.

I saw ripples in the water in the poisonous dragon pond, and the figure of an old man gradually emerged.

The old man held a cane in his left hand and stroked his long beard with his right hand, looking at the two of them with a smile on his face.

"Qiu Duxing, you think too highly of yourself and underestimate Fang Lu!

"I have been waiting here for a long time."

This old man was naturally the person who appeared silently behind Fang Mu outside the Iron Fist Gate that day.