C627 (1/2)

”The palm of the sun!”

Zeng Shuwu gave a big drink. His palm was as red as a hot iron. It was hot and fierce. With a rolling heat wave, he came to Mu Yu's chest.

”This is Zeng Xuechang's unique skill of becoming famous. It seems that he is really angry.”

”If the freshman takes this palm, he will not die.”

”You deserve it! A freshman, who gives him courage to challenge us

On the stone platform, several elders and sisters of the inner courtyard talked about it one after another, and their faces were full of fun.

But mu Yu didn't dodge, as if he didn't see the same, which made Qiao Minghan and Ji ling'er's heart mentioned in his throat.

Until Zeng Shuwu's sun god palm reached Mu Yu's forehead, Mu Yu finally moved.

He lightly stretched out a finger and pointed it in the palm of Zeng Shuwu's hand.

All of a sudden, Zeng Shuwu felt as if his palm was on the tip of a sharp sword.

It's so painful that even the heart and bone of the hand seem to be pierced.

”Ah...”

Zeng Shuwu was sweating, and the pain in his palm made him cry out.

He quickly retracted his palm, trying to quickly back away.

However, at the moment when he took back his palm, a white palm, like an iron hoop, grasped his wrist.

”You want to die!”

Being teased by a freshman makes Zeng Shuwu extremely angry. He concentrates all his spiritual power on his right leg and sweeps away towards Mu Yu's body.

Mu Yu snorted coldly, patted his other hand gently, and hit Zeng Shuwu's right leg together. Suddenly, there was a sound of bone fracture.

Zeng Shuwu's face was very pale. He clearly felt that his right leg was broken.

”You It's too much deception! I'll report this to the commandment Hall of the Presbyterian and ask them to punish you severely! ”