Chapter 14 Provocation

Lin Mu frowned, moved to the side, made way, and continued to move forward.

Ma Huayuan smiled coldly, and moved his fat body slightly, blocking Lin Mu's way again.

"Junior Brother Lin, how have you been recently?" Ma Huayuan smiled sinisterly.

"What advice do you have?" Lin Mu asked coldly.

"Nothing, I just haven't seen you for a long time, and I want to get closer to you, Junior Brother." Ma Huayuan's fat palm patted Lin Mu's shoulder three times in a row, each time harder than the last, and Lin Mu's body suddenly shortened.

Lin Mu took two steps back and said coldly: "Ma Huayuan, please respect yourself."

Originally, in Qianyu Sword Sect, those with lower cultivation had to call those with higher cultivation as senior brothers, but at this moment, Lin Mu called him by his name, and he no longer regarded him as a fellow disciple.

Ma Huayuan's face turned cold: "You dare to call me by my real name? That's too presumptuous. I should teach you what it means to be low-key, so that you know not to mess with people you shouldn't mess with."

Before he finished speaking, Ma Huayuan made a gesture with his hands, and a huge fireball flew towards Lin Mu's face with the sound of wind, and the temperature around him instantly rose.

Lin Mu hurriedly turned around to avoid it, and the fireball whizzed past his cheek. Lin Mu was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground. After dodging this wave of attacks, Lin Mu realized that he had never thought that Ma Huayuan would dare to openly attack and hurt people.

"You actually ignored the rules of the sect and openly hurt people." Lin Mu said angrily.

Ma Huayuan pretended to glance around the empty surroundings and smiled: "There is no one around here, so it can't be considered as openly hurting people. At most, it can only be considered that you were careless and hurt yourself, and it has nothing to do with me."

Lin Mu's face instantly became gloomy. This Ma Huayuan was really trying to make things difficult for him. He embezzled several bottles of Julingdan, and before he could settle the score with him, he was aggressive and took the initiative to cause trouble.

But was he still the same as before, being a soft persimmon and letting others squeeze him?

Blindly tolerating would only make him worse and insult him wantonly.

Lin Mu would not allow himself to be so cowardly again.

He decided to fight!

With a cold snort, Lin Mu pinched his left hand and threw a ball of fire.

The third level of "Red Fire Art"!

However, this "Red Fire Art" was originally a planting technique, and its power was slightly inferior to the low-level fire technique "Fireball Technique". For Ma Huayuan, who had already reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, it was not a big threat.

Ma Huayuan was a wood, fire and earth three-element spiritual root, majoring in fire techniques, especially good at "Fireball Technique".

Looking at the fireball flying towards him, Ma Huayuan smiled contemptuously: "Don't overestimate your own abilities."

But his hands were not slow at all. A fireball bigger than the previous one hit him and collided with Lin Mu's fireball in the air.

Boom!

Sparks flew everywhere, and the two fireballs broke at the same time and dissipated in the air.

Before Lin Mu could react, another huge fireball hit him. The fireball was burning in the air, and the hot breath rushed to his face. Lin Mu didn't dare to let the fireball get close to him. His weak body obviously couldn't withstand such a heavy blow.

Lin Mu quickly made hand gestures with both hands, and a white cloud quickly formed in front of him, and the misty water vapor slightly blocked the heat wave.

It was the "Green Water Art" that he had practiced thousands of times!

The fireball plunged into the cloud with a diameter of more than two feet, and the next moment, it flew out of the cloud.

The fireball, which was originally the size of a human head, traveled through the cloud full of water vapor, and its power was weakened by half, only the size of a fist, and its speed also slowed down a lot.

Lin Mu turned around gently and dodged nimbly.

After dodging this attack, Lin Mu's face became even colder. This Ma Huayuan was obviously bullying him because of his low cultivation.

The fifth level of Qi Refining against the seventh level of Qi Chaining is bound to lose.

Although water overcomes fire, water-based magic has a certain advantage over fire-based magic. But that was when the cultivation was almost the same. In this situation, Lin Mu was obviously at an absolute disadvantage. But he was not willing to admit defeat and be insulted.

Seeing Lin Mu dodging the attack twice in a row, Ma Huayuan's face was cold and sneered: "I didn't expect that you have become more capable in just four months. But what can you do? You are still a waste."

Lin Mu said nothing, staring at Ma Huayuan coldly. This month was indeed a leap for him.

Lin Mu was too lazy to talk nonsense with Ma Huayuan. He made hand gestures with both hands, and another "Red Fire Art" flew towards Ma Huayuan.

Ma Huayuan smiled sinisterly: "See how long you can be rampant. My spiritual power is more than twice yours. Playing with you is like playing with an ant. Let me show you my three consecutive fireballs."

He kept the magic spells in his hands, and three consecutive fireballs flew towards Lin Mu, one after another, front and back!

The first fireball and Lin Mu's fireball offset each other and dissipated in the air.

The next two still flew towards Lin Mu. Lin Mu was not willing to be outdone, and he performed the "Green Water Art", and a large white cloud took the initiative to meet him.

This "Green Water Art" used up at least half of his spiritual power!

Although his cultivation was insufficient, he still managed to hold on.

The two fireballs sank into the cloud at the same time. Inside the cloud, white waves rolled and fog rushed. In an instant, the fireballs exploded in the cloud, and the rain curtain flew, and the ground was wet.

At this time, Lin Mu did not retreat but advanced, taking advantage of the cover of the clouds and leaning forward.

After the cloud exploded, a golden sword suddenly appeared and pierced Ma Huayuan's throat.

A dignified murderous aura rushed towards him, and the Gengjin aura almost condensed into substance, with an extremely fast speed.

"Gengjin Jue"!

The most lethal gold-based magic, the third-level "Gengjin Jue"!

Lin Mu used all his spiritual power in this attack, without holding back, and it was obvious that he had tried his best.

This move came suddenly, and Ma Huayuan had never expected it beforehand. Looking at the rapidly flying golden sword, he was terrified.

He had no time to think about it, and his body leaned back quickly, trying to avoid this attack, but no matter how fast he was, he could not be faster than the speed of the golden sword.

Although he barely avoided the throat, the golden sword was merciless and pierced straight into his right chest, passing through his chest. The golden sword continued to exert its force and drilled a small hole in the bluestone paved road surface before disappearing into thin air.

One strike worked!

The "Geng Jin Jue" was indeed sharp and invincible.

Ma Huayuan fell backwards like a fat pig with a bang, unconscious.

At the moment of falling, Ma Huayuan had only one thought in his mind: How could he know everything!

Lin Mu felt exhausted all over. The last "Geng Jin Jue" was released after he had been accumulating strength for a long time, exhausting all his spiritual power.

He knew that his spiritual power could not last long, so he decided to take a risk and kill with one blow!

If Ma Huayuan had not fallen to the ground, it would be Lin Mu lying on the ground at this moment.

There is no if in everything. Ma Huayuan did not expect Lin Mu to be so comprehensive. He was careless for a moment and was knocked down by Lin Mu.

The sound of such a fight had been discovered by others, and someone came to visit from a distance.

Lin Mu was sore all over and could not move.

Ma Huayuan was even worse than him. There was a small hole in his right chest, and blood gushed out, soaking the entire collar.

Lin Mu wanted to kick him twice to vent his anger, but he had no strength left and had to give up.

At this time, the inner disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall had already flown over on their swords. Lin Mu slowly fell backwards and fainted at the right time.