Orthodox to the Point of Heresy, Absolutely No Ordinary

Xu Mu was extremely confident in Meng Wanyue, not to mention her affection level was maxed out.

There were no limits to the techniques they shared; Xu Mu could even pass all of his top-tier cultivation methods to Meng Wanyue to use.

Against an opponent of the same level, even if she encountered the male lead, relying on his top-tier techniques would make her invincible.

"Alright! This is a rank-six natural treasure I acquired by chance last time, the Nether Vine. I bet the Strength Court will win!"

A young man in the distance reached out and placed the item next to the spirit stones.

"It just so happens I have a Nether Vine on me too."

As Xu Mu spoke, he took out an identical one from his storage space and placed it on the ground. "If you win, you can take mine."

"Deal!"

The young man revealed an excited smile.

Meanwhile, Song Chengyi had already taken his strides, charging rapidly toward Meng Wanyue.

With every step he took, the ground shook like an earthquake.

Whoosh!

In an instant, his figure appeared right in front of Meng Wanyue. Just as he threw his punch, the ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed.

The next moment, the attacking figure gradually turned ethereal and vanished.

The real Song Chengyi, however, had used his leg strength to quickly flash behind Meng Wanyue.

"Excellent!"

Seeing this, Ning Mei clapped vigorously. "What a great feint! I didn't expect you to have improved so rapidly."

The others around were also secretly shocked upon seeing this.

It was indeed incredibly fast, leaving afterimages in the air. Too terrifying.

As for the masked woman, she stood motionless in place, clearly not having reacted yet.

The battle was over.

Boom!

Song Chengyi had now appeared behind Meng Wanyue, his thrown punch landing on the back of her neck.

Just at the moment everyone thought the battle had ended, their expressions drastically changed in shock.

Because Song Chengyi's fist had actually passed right through the back of Meng Wanyue's neck.

There was no blood, no sensation of impact. Clearly, this was also a phantom.

And the real Meng Wanyue was already standing behind him.

Swish, swish, swish...

In a flash, several cuts appeared on Song Chengyi's back, blood splattering outward.

Song Chengyi's eyes widened. Gritting his teeth to endure the pain on his back, he instantly steadied his body, his power erupting abruptly. "You're courting death!"

He immediately spun around, throwing another punch at Meng Wanyue.

However, right at this moment, his wrist was grabbed.

The person who appeared there was none other than Ning Mei.

Meng Wanyue was startled and quickly retreated ten meters. This woman was so fast she hadn't even had time to react.

"Second Senior Sister! I..."

"Say no more, you lost. This woman showed mercy just now. If she had attacked your neck, you would already be dead."

Ning Mei let go of Song Chengyi's wrist and spoke calmly.

Hearing this, Song Chengyi lowered his head in shame. Of course, he knew that too.

The fact that he hadn't reacted to the wounds suddenly appearing on his back proved that this woman was fully capable of shifting her attack to the back of his head.

That would have been a devastating blow; he would have been severely injured, if not dead.

The onlookers surrounding them were all dumbfounded. Just who was this woman?

To be able to instantly defeat a grandmaster expert from the Strength Court.

Especially the slashes just now; many people did not even see them, yet so many wounds had appeared on his back.

Seeing this, Xu Mu felt a bit helpless. "Wanyue, why were you so serious? I was hoping to win a few more treasures."

"Brother Mu, I'm sorry. If I had known, I would have fought a little longer."

Meng Wanyue lowered her head in embarrassment.

Hearing this, everyone around cursed inwardly. This man was simply too shameless.

"Everyone, a bet is a bet. I'll be taking all these things."

Xu Mu smiled as he packed away all the spirit stones and natural treasures.

Although the people around felt indignant, with so many eyes watching, they didn't have the face to go back on their word and could only accept their bad luck.

As for those who hadn't bet, they were secretly rejoicing.

Ning Mei looked at Xu Mu. Her expression was no longer the contempt from before, but had become extremely grave. "Who exactly are you people? Where are you from?"

"We are from the Zhengde Faxie Sect, a small sect with few members. You definitely haven't heard of it."

Xu Mu smiled at Ning Mei. "Since we won this battle, I hope you will keep your promise and protect the safety of our group."

Ning Mei said calmly, "With your strength, I doubt you need my protection at all, right?"

"What we're afraid of is big sects like yours constantly pestering us."

Xu Mu pointed at the people from the Strength Court nearby. "There are only a few of us. We don't have that much time to waste on you."

Ning Mei nodded. "I understand. I concede defeat. We of the Strength Court are not sore losers."

"Alright, then we'll take our leave."

Xu Mu glanced at Jiang Huihui beside him, and together with Xu Ningbing and Meng Wanyue, they left the area.

Only after seeing them leave did Ning Mei immediately say, "Take Song Chengyi back to treat his injuries."

"Yes!"

The several Strength Court disciples nearby nodded in agreement.

Just as Ning Mei was about to leave, she suddenly saw a long-haired man wearing a purple casual suit.

He was none other than Wang Zichong of the Spirit Palace.

"Meimei, the Strength Court is off to a bad start this time. The competition hasn't even begun, yet you've been taught a lesson twice in a row."

"If your Spirit Palace is so capable, you can go clash with them yourselves."

Ning Mei shot a cold glance at Wang Zichong, then walked straight out of the arena.

She had already learned from Zhao Kun earlier that he had sought out this Zhengde Faxie Sect because he was instigated by Wang Zichong.

But she had nothing to say about it. Who could she blame but Zhao Kun for being brainless and always letting himself be used as a tool?

However, this Zhengde Faxie Sect was indeed no ordinary sect.

From the fact that the man dared to put up spirit stones as a bet just now, one could see his confidence in that woman.

Could it be that they completely disregarded the Strength Court?

Ning Mei was determined to go meet them properly.

...

This duel once again spread across the Kunlun Mountains with lightning speed.

Dueling and sparring were normal and currently very common in the Kunlun Mountains.

What was abnormal was that one of the parties involved was the Strength Court, one of the Five Great Sects, and the people of the Strength Court had lost twice.

This attracted the attention of quite a few people.

Xu Mu and the others returned to their guest rooms, finding that the rest of their group had already come back.

Before long, many people appeared in Xu Mu's perception, all walking toward their location.

Xu Mu led the group into the building and closed the door.

"We of the Hidden Wang Family have come to visit the Zhengde Faxie Sect!"

"The Lingxiao Sect has specially come to visit the Zhengde Faxie Sect!"

...

Listening to the numerous voices outside, Xu Mu was full of helplessness.

This was the kind of situation he hated the most. It seemed that for the next few days, it would be best to hide inside the building.

The crowd didn't disperse even well into the afternoon.

But suddenly, a commotion broke out outside.

Through his perception, Xu Mu discovered that the people from the Strength Court had arrived, and Ning Mei was among them.