Chapter 140: Ch 140- Spar

Mu Shaobei looked at Mo Yuan with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"I am actually very curious about your strength, can we spar for a while?"

Hearing this, Mo Yuan smiled. He had already expected something like this after seeing Mu Shaobei’s reaction.

"Sure. I don’t have a problem with that."

Mo Yuan then looked around the living room. There was no large open space nearby and the manor was filled with expensive decorations. He did not want to accidentally destroy anything.

"But where should we spar?" Mo Yuan asked in confusion. "I don’t see any open space here, should we go outside?"

Mu Shaobei smiled.

"Don’t worry about that, just follow me."

With that, he turned around and started walking deeper into the manor.

Mu Qingying quickly walked over to Mo Yuan and lowered her voice.

"I’m sorry, Mo Yuan. My brother is very competitive. After hearing that there was someone as strong as you, he immediately wanted to test his strength against you. You don’t need to take him too seriously."

Mo Yuan laughed.

"Haha, it’s fine. Don’t worry. I won’t injure him."

Mu Shaobei, who was walking ahead, clearly heard their conversation. A faint blush appeared on his face and he immediately turned around.

"Sister, you don’t need to interfere."

Mu Qingying stuck out her tongue at him.

"I am only reminding Mo Yuan."

Mu Shaobei snorted lightly and turned around again, continuing to walk.

Mo Yuan followed behind with Mu Qingying.

Looking at the interaction between the two siblings, Mo Yuan could not help but smile inwardly.

’At least he isn’t like those arrogant young masters I have read about in novels.’

Mu Shaobei was competitive but he did not seem arrogant or unpleasant. Mo Yuan actually found his personality quite interesting.

Soon, they reached an elevator.

Mu Shaobei stepped inside, followed by Mo Yuan and Mu Qingying. The elevator began descending rapidly.

Mo Yuan raised an eyebrow.

’Underground?’

After a short while, the elevator finally stopped.

The doors opened and Mo Yuan’s eyes widened slightly.

In front of him was a huge underground arena.

The arena was several times larger than the living room above. Its floor was made from a special dark material that gave off faint ripples of Primordial Qi. Thick walls surrounded the entire area and strange formation patterns could be seen carved into them.

Clearly, this place had been specially built to withstand powerful cultivators.

Mo Yuan looked around in surprise.

’Rich people really have different interests.’

Mu Shaobei noticed his expression and smiled proudly.

"This is an arena I specially asked Father to build, I often come here to practice, so I don’t have to worry about damaging the manor."

Mo Yuan nodded.

"It looks really good."

"It cost quite a bit but it was worth it."

Mu Shaobei walked toward the center of the arena before turning around.

"Come on. I’m really curious about your strength."

Mo Yuan followed him into the arena.

The moment both of them stepped onto the dark floor, the atmosphere around them slowly changed.

Mu Shaobei’s expression became serious.

"Whatever talents you have, use them. I’ll also use my talents. Just don’t cause too much destruction. Otherwise, my father will probably blame us."

Mo Yuan smiled.

"Alright."

He slowly walked to the opposite side of the arena.

Mu Shaobei also took his position and powerful aura slowly spread from Mu Shaobei’s body.

Peak Origin Soul Realm.

Mo Yuan smiled and stood there in a relaxed posture, his hands hanging loosely by his sides.

Seeing this, Mu Shaobei could not help but frown slightly.

"I heard that you use a saber, why aren’t you using it?"

Mo Yuan smiled.

"I also heard that you have a talent related to bare-handed combat, so I want to use my fists this time."

Mo Yuan had already seen Mu Shaobei’s Peak Grade Bare-Handed Combat Talent through Copy and Paste. He was quite curious about what kind of ability it possessed.

Seeing that Mo Yuan still looked completely relaxed, Mu Shaobei became serious.

’He really isn’t taking me seriously.’

He took a deep breath and lowered his body into a fighting stance.

The next moment, he exploded forward.

"Fist Technique, Mountain Breaking Fist!"

His fist shot forward with terrifying force.

"This technique can increase my strength by five times!"

Boom!

The air seemed to shake as Mu Shaobei’s fist moved toward Mo Yuan.

However, Mo Yuan still looked calm.

Just as the fist was about to reach his face, his figure suddenly disappeared.

Mu Shaobei’s fist passed through empty air and Mo Yuan appeared several meters away from him.

Mu Shaobei’s pupils shrank. 𝘧𝓇ℯℴ𝓂

’This speed!’

He immediately pulled back and created some distance between them.

Looking at Mo Yuan, he could not hide the surprise in his eyes.

"Was that your movement technique or is it your Speed Talent?"

Mo Yuan smiled.

"Speed Talent."

"Speed Talent?"

Mu Shaobei’s expression became slightly strange.

"I don’t have a Speed Talent but I also have a movement technique."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly began to glow with a strange light.

Whoosh!

His body disappeared and the next instant, he shot forward at an incredible speed.

Mo Yuan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

’This should be Phantom Walk.’

When Mo Yuan first arrived in Cang Lan Base, he had purchased information about the major geniuses in the city. He remembered that Mu Shaobei possessed a powerful movement technique called Phantom Walk.

Phantom Walk could increase his movement speed by four times, making his body extremely difficult to track.

As for those strange glowing eyes...

’That must be his True Sight Talent.’

Mo Yuan immediately activated his Space Sense.

The moment his Space Sense spread out, he clearly sensed Mu Shaobei’s position.

’Behind me.’

Mu Shaobei had already appeared behind him and launched another attack.

A smile appeared on Mo Yuan’s face.

’Not bad.’

But his speed was still not enough and before Mu Shaobei’s attack could land, Mo Yuan disappeared.

Mu Shaobei’s eyes widened.

At the same time, he felt a figure appear behind him.

He quickly turned around and Mo Yuan was standing there calmly.

Mu Shaobei’s expression became complicated.

’I used my movement technique and all my speed but I still can’t outrun him.’

His heart sank slightly.

If this were a real battle instead of a spar, he might have already been killed several times.

He took a deep breath and slowly lowered his hands.

"I give up."

There was a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Mo Yuan raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? So early? I thought you would try a little longer."

Mu Shaobei gave him a strange look.

"I’m not a masochist."

Mo Yuan could not help but laugh.

Mu Shaobei shook his head and looked at him seriously.

"The rumours weren’t wrong, you really are a monster."

"Hahaha."

Mo Yuan scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

He was not sure how to respond to that.

The two of them soon left the arena.

Mu Qingying was waiting outside. When she saw them come out so quickly, she immediately smiled.

"It ended before it even began."

Mu Shaobei’s face darkened.

"Are you my sister or his?"

Mu Qingying stuck out her tongue.

"I’m just telling the truth."

"Hmph."

Mu Shaobei snorted and then looked toward Mo Yuan.

"I won’t waste any more of your time, I’ll see you at the Secret Realm."

"Alright," Mo Yuan replied with a smile.

Mu Shaobei nodded and turned around before walking away.

Mo Yuan watched his back for a moment.

’His strength isn’t bad. With his talents and cultivation, he should be able to fight most Peak Origin Soul cultivators.’

Then Mo Yuan quickly stopped thinking about it.