Facing Master Nephew Tong's tyrannical offensive, Mu Yun could only go all out, and his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans.
At this time, Tong Shangzhi had also used his seven powers, and he felt that a moment more pressure would make Mu Yun withdraw and admit defeat, but a moment later, Mu Yun remained stubborn and refused to retreat.
Everyone was shocked to see that Mu Yun could resist Tong Shangzhi to such an extent at such a young age.
Yu Miaohe's face was uncertain, but he was a little relieved, and he was a little lost in his thoughts.
Tong Shangzhi was unable to attack for a long time, and finally gradually lost his patience. Suddenly, his anger became fierce, and his palm added another boost of success.
This time, Mu Yun was finally unable to withstand the enemy, and the blazing flames suddenly crossed his defense line and rushed towards him.
Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed in unison. At this moment, they saw a flash of red shadow, but it was Yu Miaohe who rushed towards him as fast as lightning and stretched out his hand to pull Mu Yun away.
She had been preparing for this move for a long time, and her attack was timely, but she suddenly paused when she reached out her palm, and she could hardly believe her glasses.
It turned out that the flames actually split into two in front of Mu Yun, burning on both sides of him, still half a foot away from his body.
Tong Shangzhi was also quite surprised when he saw this. In a flash of thought, he immediately withdrew his palm power. The steaming flames suddenly lost their support and then all retreated into the heavenly furnace.
Mu Yun let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Senior Tong, for showing mercy. The junior's internal strength is indeed not as good as the senior. I am convinced that I have lost this battle."
Tong Shangzhi smiled faintly and said: "Young Master Qi is too modest. You never took a step back from the beginning to the end, and your ability to control fire is amazing. Mr. Tong thinks that he has no means to defeat you, so this time you and I will count as The draw is settled."
Mu Yun secretly felt ashamed and said calmly: "Senior Tong is magnanimous and magnanimous, and this junior will naturally have no objections. However, this fight was caused by junior's rudeness to senior Yu. I wonder if senior Yu is willing to forgive junior?"
Tong Shangzhi glanced at Yu Miaohe, and said with a half-smile: "Junior sister just wanted to save Qi Shaoxia, and the resentment in her heart must have been resolved, right? The young man was so enraptured for a while that he didn't hesitate to speak, so there is really no need to be too concerned. "
Mu Yun had just been concentrating on resisting Tong Shangzhi's offensive, and did not notice that Yu Miaohe had come to rescue him. Hearing this, he couldn't help being surprised and happy. He turned around in a hurry and said respectfully: "Senior Yu repays evil with kindness, which really puts this junior to shame. Please allow me, the junior, to once again sincerely apologize to my senior."
Yu Miaohe snorted lightly and said disapprovingly: "Qi Shaoxia, you should be lucky that you have a good senior sister. The concubine was just to repay Miss Xiao Yu's favor. As for yourself, you should take care of yourself in the future."
Mu Yun heard that although her tone was unkind, she no longer reprimanded him as a "bastard", and he was relieved and could only accept it.
At this time, Xing Zhenliang smiled brightly and said: "Gu'er's outstanding fire control skills are not far behind my little boy who made a small iron. It's true that he is better than his master. In the future, Ying Yatou will be able to rely on him." You helped."
Mu Yun naturally understood, and immediately said seriously: "Grandpa, please don't worry, my adoptive father is very kind to my grandson, and my grandson will definitely do his best to help his adopted sister."
Everyone heard the exchange between the two of them, and the talented Mu Yun's skills really shocked everyone, so they were even more convinced of this drama of "recognizing their ancestors and returning to their clan", and there were endless words of praise and congratulations.
Xiao Lei originally only thought that Mu Yun was talking nonsense, but now he was a little shaken when he saw this. Especially when he thought that he would be able to get close to Xing Zhiying legitimately in the future, he was envious and felt a little inexplicable.
At this time, only Pang Zijian, the man who was looking for flowers, still refused to believe Mu Yun's identity, and shouted loudly with resentment: "Wait a minute! - Mr. , and it cannot prove that he is the young son that Uncle Xing favored back then."
Xing Zhenliang seemed to be paused when he heard the words, and said calmly, "Oh? Pang Shaoxia has great opinions, and I would like to hear the details."
Pang Zijian stepped forward and saluted solemnly: "This junior is not messing around, there is indeed something fishy about this matter."
After saying that, he turned to Mu Yun and said with a tight face: "This junior heard that the head of the Kunlun Sect also possesses fire control skills, and since this Qi Shaoxia is a disciple of the Kunlun Sect, it is not surprising that he got the true biography of the head of the Yuan by chance. Strange. If he really uses this to confuse the public and deceive the public, then the foundation of this sword management hall may fall into the hands of others."
As soon as these words came out, Xing Zhenliang's face darkened, and Mu Yun couldn't help but sneer again and again: "Okay, Pang Tanhua made such a heart-breaking comment out of thin air, does he think that my surname is Qi, despicable and shameless?!"
"Hmph...not to mention that grandpa is always strong and healthy now, and even the adopted sister is still in the boudoir, waiting for her husband, then what kind of status does you, Pang Tanhua, dare to put your mind into the swordsmanship hall? On the foundation?"
Pang Zijian's face turned red and blue, and he knelt down on the ground while gritting his teeth. He said in a deep voice: "Old Xing knows it well. This junior is really sincere towards Sister Xing and has no distracting thoughts. On the contrary, this person named Qi has ulterior motives." , you really have to be on your guard to try your best to climb the dragon and the phoenix."
Seeing him lose his composure, Tong Shangzhi and Yu Miaohe each felt awkward. Tong Shangzhi stepped forward and said solemnly: "Okay, nephew Pang, after all, you can't force your marriage, and you shouldn't feel resentful and careless about it. Or even frame others.”
Pang Zijian was agitated at this time, but turned a deaf ear to his words. Xing Zhenliang frowned even more, coughed helplessly and said: "Pang Shaoxia suspects that Gu'er has ulterior motives and intends to impersonate my adopted son Zhu Bing'er. So in your opinion, how can we confirm his identity?"
Pang Zijian's expression changed, and he stood up and said solemnly: "This Qi Shaoxia claimed that Uncle Xing taught him the art of fire control and forging. He barely got through with the fire control, but the forging needs further proof, otherwise it will just be I’m afraid it will be difficult to convince the public.”
Xing Zhenliang pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "Pang Shaoxia's words are reasonable. As the saying goes, real gold is not afraid of fire, so there is nothing wrong with proving it again."
Pang Zijian perked up and said in a serious voice: "Thank you, Mr. Xing, for your approval. Previously, you used the Death Star Divine Hammer to destroy various weapons. Your eyesight and hand strength are the best in the world. If this Qi Shaoxia can also If he follows the same pattern, the younger generation will believe that he is Uncle Xing's adopted son."
Xing Zhenliang hummed, turned to Mu Yun and said, "Pang Shaoxia intends to try the forging technique, Gu'er, do you dare to accept the challenge?"
Mu Yun looked at the sword on Pang Zijian's waist, and said quietly to himself: "Since my grandson has been taught the unique skills by his adoptive father, he will not be afraid of mere trials. It's just that the adopted sister said before that the Death Star Divine Hammer has a special meaning. , My grandson admits that he has no intention of seizing the foundation of the Sword Hall, how can he touch this important inherited weapon at will?"
