Million Times Talent-Chapter 110: Muyan Ji

The words of Muyan Ji, the young master of the Muyan family in Suzhou, were like a stone thrown into a stagnant lake, causing ripples.

"Muyan Ji, ranked fourth in the Jiangnan Provincial High School Entrance Examination, narrowly missed entering the top three, a standout among the new students!"

"I heard that the Muyan family in Suzhou has a heritage of several hundred years, a prestigious aristocratic family with unparalleled influence!"

"We hope that Master Muyan can win back some honor for us new students!"

The dissatisfied new students around immediately started whispering, and their eyes regained a sense of anticipation.

"A bunch of cowards! Warriors should be brave, strive for progress, and climb against the heavens. With your cowardly appearance, how could you possibly reach the pinnacle of martial arts?" Muyan Ji sneered, looking disdainfully at the new students who kept their heads down like obedient chickens.

Xiong Guang's eyes revealed a fierce expression, and his voice turned as cold as frost. He beckoned with his finger and said, "Kid, pretending to be cool, huh? Come, let Grandpa see if you have the qualifications!"

The members of the Skyscraping Alliance around, as well as the onlookers among the senior students, all wore unfriendly expressions.

"So much nonsense, get down!"

Muyan Ji shot forward like a cannonball.

The vast white Qi surrounding him, like surging river water, instantly condensed into a massive finger in mid-air.

"Parting Heaven Finger!"

On that enormous finger, countless spiritual patterns crisscrossed, emitting an endless sharpness and chill, as if a war god's finger pointed to the heavens.

With a finger pointing out, it caused an endless sonic boom, and the violent shockwave created a turbulent airflow, sweeping in all directions.

The new students standing closer were blown away instantly, their faces feeling like they were being pricked by needles.

"So, it's a Martial Grandmaster? No wonder he's so arrogant." Xiong Guang laughed loudly, completely disregarding him.

"Hiss, a Martial Grandmaster..."

Most of the surrounding new students were martial artists. Seeing Muyan Ji releasing his Qi, a glimmer of hope appeared in their eyes.

But then, his face turned stern, and he said, "Martial Grandmaster, you've just started at the Shengwu Institute. It's not your turn to be arrogant yet, suppress!"

Xiong Guang took a step forward, like a prehistoric beast, and threw a punch.

"Boom!"

Wind and thunder rolled, and the colors of the world changed.

The purple fist print, like a hundred meters, was filled with purple Qi, as if dyeing the sky into a golden-purple color, causing countless thunderous sounds.

Like a meteorite falling, it smashed out suddenly.

"Bang!"

Terrifying Parting Heaven Finger was directly shattered, turning into strands of elemental force dissipating in the air.

The purple fist print only dimmed in color, then continued to smash towards Muyan Ji.

"You're a Zhenjiang, right?" Muyan Ji's pupils shrank directly into pinpricks, cold sweat oozing out, his face turning pale.

"Move, Shift of the Stars! Dissolve it for me!" Muyan Ji's fair and slender fingers pointed into the void, instantly displaying a mysterious seal.

Immediately, the pure Qi turned into the Big Dipper Seven Stars, shining brightly, as if the starry sky had descended to the mortal realm.

The Big Dipper Seven Stars suddenly rotated, like an invisible giant hand guiding it. The purple fist print was directly shifted to the side and smashed onto the ground.

A huge explosion sounded, but the colorless radiance flashed, and the scene of shattered stones and air rifts did not appear. The ground remained intact.

"What an amazing formation!" Chu Feng's face showed a profound astonishment.

However, the people around were not surprised by this but were shocked by the magical nature of Muyan Ji's Shift of the Stars.

"Tsk tsk! The Shift of the Stars is indeed powerful. Xiong Ge's full-force attack was actually dissolved."

"Unfortunately, this kid is not a Zhenjiang. Without the ability to retaliate in the same way, it's not his turn to be arrogant like Xiong Ge."

"Right, Martial Grandmaster realm can't stir up big waves!"

The surrounding senior students also showed a more serious expression than before.