At this moment, the gentle breeze rises.
The killing intent is like a tide.
On the square paved with bluestone slabs, there is dead silence.
Surrounding the four wilds are towering ornamental maple trees.
The extensive maple leaves, like being unable to withstand the ravages of wind and rain, fall in sways, floating and sinking upon the ground or rising with the wind.
Heaven and earth are tranquil, listening to the whispers of the wind.
On the vast field, seeing Chen Yang successively defeat Mu Qing and Mu Hai, everyone's expressions became extremely colorful.
Some murmured softly, wondering how Chen Yang could be so strong, while others complained that Chen Yang was too ruthless, with no sense of moderation.
In short, everyone was profoundly shocked.
So, how should this matter end?
As a result, many people turned their gaze towards Mu Ying.
Amid silence.
No one made a sound.
