No hope for eternal life

"It is indeed a second-grade talisman." Qin Xuan's heart sank slightly. Just by looking at the power of the attack, he could guess the grade of the Mountain-Breaking Talisman.

"Five Tigers Break Souls." Qin Xuan shouted and used the family secret technique. Five black tigers with spiritual power condensed and formed under his sword, roaring and rushing towards the three mountain-breaking talismans shot by Mu Changsheng.

"Bang." The three streaks of light formed by the three mountain-breaking talismans collided with the three black tigers. The attack power of the two was equal and they canceled each other out in the air.

The remaining two black tigers of Qin Xuan continued to rush towards Mu Changsheng, also clearing the way for Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan thought that Mu Changsheng was just a talisman master and was not good at close combat, so he wanted to take the opportunity to move forward and deal with Mu Changsheng at close range.

On the other side, Mu Changsheng keenly sensed Qin Xuan's intention. He had a strong body and was not afraid of close combat. However, everything required a strategy, including combat competitions. He did not want to engage in close combat with Qin Xuan so soon and expose his body refining trump card.

So, Mu Changsheng stepped back, and at the same time took out three mountain-breaking talismans and shot out three white streaks again. Two of the streaks destroyed the two remaining black tigers of Qin Xuan, and one streak attacked Qin Xuan himself.

Seeing this, Qin Xuan clenched his long sword with both hands and chopped the white streak that was attacking him. He had just used the Five Tigers Soul-Severing Secret Technique and his strength was running out, so he could only use the sword to deal with it for the time being.

"Break it for me." Qin Xuan roared.

The collision between the white streak and Qin Xuan's sword only hindered Qin Xuan for a moment before dissipating due to exhaustion of spiritual power. This shows that Qin Xuan's cultivation foundation is still not shallow.

At the same time, Mu Changsheng took the opportunity to activate five Mountain-Breaking Talismans at once. This was the limit of the number of Mountain-Breaking Talismans he could activate at one time. If he activated more, he would not be able to control the accuracy of his attack, and it would be a waste.

Qin Xuan had just dealt with a mountain-breaking talisman with his knife, and now five more came. He was so angry that he wanted to curse. The fighting style of these talisman masters was too cheating.

Fortunately, Qin Xuan was able to use the Five Tigers Soul-Severing Secret Technique again at this time. The five black tigers under his sword appeared again and crushed Mu Changsheng's offensive.

Qin Xuan also took advantage of this opportunity to quickly close the distance, and now he was less than three meters away from Mu Changsheng!

Seeing this, Mu Changsheng showed a little panic on his face, and hurriedly activated three mountain-breaking talismans to attack Qin Xuan.

"It's the same talisman again. Isn't there anything new?" Qin Xuan showed sarcasm on his face. He did not use the Five Tigers Soul-Severing Secret Technique again, but used another secret technique.

"Black Turtle Stone Shield." Qin Xuan shouted loudly, and the dark yellow spiritual power quickly condensed around his body, protecting Qin Xuan like a tortoise shell. This was obviously a secret defensive technique.

Qin Xuan carried the stone shield and rushed towards Mu Changsheng despite the attack of the Mountain-Breaking Talisman.

"Bang, bang, bang." Three streaks of light hit the stone shield hard, leaving cracks on it but failing to break it completely.

"Come again." Mu Changsheng shouted, and two more mountain-breaking talismans attacked, hitting the stone shield again and completely shattering it.

But at this moment, Qin Xuan was not surprised but happy, because he finally rushed to Mu Changsheng's side, and his long sword could finally touch Mu Changsheng.

"Die." Qin Xuan roared, waving the long sword in his hand angrily and slashing towards Mu Changsheng. He didn't dare to really kill Mu Changsheng in front of Yang Wuque, but he still dared to let Mu Changsheng see some blood.

At this moment, Mu Yanggu's face in the audience changed slightly, and he was secretly anxious. Although he knew that Mu Changsheng mainly cultivated the body, he still couldn't help but worry about Mu Changsheng.

The man named Han who set up the gambling game was also praying in his heart: "I must not lose, I must not lose." Because he had already figured out that only if Mu Changsheng won, would he make a profit.

Mu Xun on the side narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew that Mu Changsheng had a strong body.

"Bang." What flew into everyone's ears was the sound of metal clashing, but what fell into everyone's eyes was an unbelievable picture.

Mu Changsheng raised his left hand and firmly grasped Qin Xuan's blade. Although there was some blood flowing from his left hand, he still held it very steadily.

"How is this possible?" Qin Xuan's pupils shrank. It was hard for him to imagine that Mu Changsheng actually caught his knife with his bare hands.

The reason why Mu Changsheng was able to take the blow so steadily was because he had used the spirit-summoning talisman on himself. With the blessing of the talisman, both his physical body and magic power had greatly increased, and were in no way inferior to a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

Mu Changsheng tightly grasped Qin Xuan's blade with his left hand, and clenched his right hand into a fist. He exerted all his strength and hit Qin Xuan's right shoulder fiercely, while silently saying in his heart: "This punch is for my mother."

In fact, when Mu Changsheng caught the blade with his bare hands, the most correct thing for Qin Xuan to do was to drop the knife and run away. Unfortunately, he lacked combat experience and was only shocked. He missed the best opportunity and was steadily hit by Mu Changsheng's full-strength punch. At this time, he no longer had time to use the secret technique of defense again.

"Bang." The huge impact force caused Qin Xuan's hand holding the long sword to loosen involuntarily, and then he was blown away like a cannonball, and finally fell directly out of the competition venue. The winner was decided!

Mu Changsheng, who stayed where he was, loosened the knife in his left hand and checked the injury on the palm of his left hand. The power of Qin Xuan's full-strength knife was indeed not small, and it almost cut off his palm and injured his bones. However, this injury was not serious for him who was refining his body, and he would be able to recover by taking a few more medicinal baths.

On the other side, Qin Xuan's father Qin Mingyuan slowly walked to the unconscious Qin Xuan and checked his injuries. Mu Changsheng's punch hit his right shoulder and avoided all the vital parts of his body. Although the injury was not light, it would be enough to rest for ten days or half a month.

"What a meticulous mind." Qin Mingyuan said secretly, and there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes when he looked at Mu Changsheng.

As the saying goes, the layman watches the excitement, the expert watches the details. In Qin Mingyuan's eyes, in the battle just now, it seemed that Qin Xuan had been actively attacking, but the rhythm of the battle was always firmly in the hands of Mu Changsheng. He first showed weakness to the enemy, and then decided the outcome with one punch. Moreover, when he finally punched, he deliberately avoided the vital points, which showed the opponent's calculations.

After a while, Qin Xuan gradually woke up and felt the pain all over his body. Qin Xuan had never suffered such pain before, and he lost his mind and shouted, "Dad, kill that little bastard for me."

"Waste." Qin Mingyuan spat out these two words coldly, and at the same time slapped Qin Xuan in the face, knocking him out again, so that Qin Xuan would not make any more noises.

In the end, Qin Mingyuan dragged the unconscious Qin Xuan away without saying a word.

Mu Changsheng looked at Qin Mingyuan's back and suddenly felt a little confused, as if Qin Xuan was not his biological son. Yang Wuque had the same feeling as Mu Changsheng. Qin Mingyuan's reaction was a little unusually calm, which made him more wary of Qin Mingyuan. As the old saying goes: A dog that bites doesn't bark.

Then, Yang Wuque turned his gaze to Mu Changsheng and said gently: "It was a beautiful win, but it was still a bit risky."

Mu Changsheng smiled and scratched his head. He could actually choose a safer way to win. After all, catching a knife with bare hands was risky. However, doing so would also have more visual impact and would allow him to win more cleanly. It would also prove to everyone that Yang Wuque's choice was correct.

Perhaps Yang Wuque wouldn't care about these things, but as a student, he couldn't help but care about them. Finally, Mu Changsheng bowed and humbly accepted Yang Wuque's correction: "I was a little reckless."

Yang Wuque shook his head again after hearing this, and said with a smile: "Young people are innocent, so it should be so."

Having said that, Yang Wuque left leisurely under the attention of everyone.

Mu Changsheng bowed and said goodbye behind Yang Wuque. After Yang Wuque walked away, he found the man named Han who set up the gambling game and said with a smile: "Uncle Han, it's time to pay the bill."

"No problem, no problem." The man surnamed Han smiled crookedly. Mu Changsheng won, and he made a lot of money. Naturally, he would not and dared not cheat. He first returned Mu Changsheng's principal of 500 middle-grade spirit stones, and then gave Mu Changsheng 50,000 low-grade spirit stones.