"Kid, cooperate a little. Obediently stretch out your hand and let me break your tendons." The male swordsman grinned. "Don't worry, my sword is fast and accurate. You won't feel pain. But if you resist, you'll know what pain is … "
"Show me your sword. Let me see how good the swordsmanship is." Chu Mu looked indifferent and fearless. He looked straight at his opponent with a glimmer of light in his eyes and a hint of expectation in his tone.
"You're talking big!" The male swordsman was angry. He shook his arm and the Sword Light flashed. The shadow of the sword danced and a few strikes were aimed at Chu Mu's vital parts. The speed was not fast, but it was fleeting. It was like a few wisps of cloud spreading. It was the first few moves of the Flying Cloud Swordsmanship.
In the eyes of the two outer disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect who were working as coolies, these few strikes were the essence of the Flying Cloud Swordsmanship. They were amazed and ashamed of their inferiority. If they put themselves in Ye Futian's shoes, they would not be able to dodge.
As for Chu Mu, his expression was still apathetic. His eyes flashed with a sliver of understanding, and he didn't use his sword. Instead, he took three steps and, like a messy crisscrossing, he returned to his original spot and dodged the male swordsman's sword attacks.
"He dodged it!" The two outer disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect who were at Stage Six of the Sword Qi Realm were shocked and could not believe it. Li He and the female swordsman were also surprised. Obviously, they could not believe that an outer disciple of the Qingfeng Sword Sect could easily avoid the attacks of an inner disciple of the Qinglan Sword Sect, although it was just the first few moves of the introductory swordsmanship.
"Is it a coincidence?" They could not help but think.
"Are you trying to embarrass yourself?"
The indifferent words caused the other party to fly into a rage out of humiliation. His face alternated between green and white. Being spoken to by an outer disciple of a sword faction that he looked down on was even more embarrassing than being slapped in the face. "Since you want to die, I'll let you experience my Fallen Leaves Sword Technique."
As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword. Light and shadow flickered, and each sword was swift and fleeting. Their trajectories were hard to track, and they were like falling leaves.
A sharp light flashed in Chu Mu's eyes. They were as sharp as the edge of a sword. Under his gaze, Chu Mu could clearly see the trajectory of his opponent's sword. As for where his next sword would stab, Chu Mu was very clear.
Chaotic Steps and Swinging Willow in the Wind allowed him to advance and retreat with ease. He nimbly shuttled through the fallen leaves, dodging his opponent's sword strike one after another.
As a swordsmanship grandmaster, Chu Mu's swordsmanship attainments were even more profound. Even though this male swordsman's swordsmanship attainments were not inferior to Chu Mu's, or even slightly superior, he could not do anything to Chu Mu.
Seeing that his Sword Light was unable to do anything to Chu Mu, the swordsman became anxious and used his killing move. In a split second, the flickering Sword Light turned into leaves that rustled down from the tree. The leaves were densely packed and covered the swordsman's figure, making it hazy.
"Good!" The two outer disciples of Qinglan Sword Sect and the female swordsman's eyes lit up and could not help but whisper. There was also a faint smile on Li He's face as he nodded slightly.
As if encouraged, the male swordsman's face flashed a touch of complacency. The Sword Light turned and his swordsmanship changed. It was a bit more fierce.
"Take my Endless Leaves Rustling Kill!"
Suddenly, the leaves spun and condensed killing intent. They were so dense that it was as if they were being blown by a strong wind. Each and every one of them was as sharp as a blade, rolling towards Chu Mu with endless killing intent. It was as if in an instant, it was as if late autumn had arrived and it made people feel cold.
What entered his eyes was the endless rolling leaves. He could not see his opponent's figure, nor could he see the Sword Light. He could not see the sword. Only the endless falling leaves were flying towards him. The killing intent was overwhelming and chilling.
"Senior Brother Lin's swordsmanship is amazing!" The two outer disciples whispered in unison. Their eyes flashed with deep admiration.
"I didn't expect Lin Yiqiang to have practiced the Fallen Leaves Swordsmanship to such a level." The female swordsman's mouth was slightly open, her full red lips forming a circle. Her eyes were wide open and she looked very surprised. Immediately, her expression turned to pity. "I'm afraid this outer disciple of Qingfeng Sword Sect will end up in a miserable state."
"Junior Brother Lin has already mastered the essence of the Fallen Leaves Swordsmanship." Li He nodded and smiled. There was a hint of admiration in his tone. He also thought that Chu Mu was done for. In the endless killing of the falling leaves, one's eyes had lost their function. There was no way to dodge, let alone resist. Even if it was him, he would have to use a stronger Sword Qi cultivation or a stronger swordsmanship to break through the opponent's move.
Chu Mu, on the other hand, closed his eyes. The side of his face and ears trembled imperceptibly.
"It seems that he has given up on resisting." The female swordsman sneered. The others also thought so.
"I've already practiced the Endless Falling Leaves Swordsmanship to Dacheng. Unless one's Sword Qi cultivation is stronger than mine or their swordsmanship is stronger than mine, there's no way they can escape unscathed from this move." Lin Yiqiang also saw Chu Mu closing his eyes. He was full of confidence in this move of his. In his opinion, a mere outer disciple of Qingfeng Sword Sect could only cultivate a basic swordsmanship. At most, he could cultivate a low-level swordsmanship.
And the Fallen Leaves Swordsmanship was very powerful among the low-level swordsmanship.
Clang! The clear sound of metal colliding rang out. It was melodious and ear-piercing. The brilliance of the swordsmanship bloomed as if it had grown thousands of hands. Thousands of swords shot out at the same time, stabbing, slashing, and slashing. Each sword tore apart a fallen leaf. None of them missed.
All the fallen leaves disappeared. The two swords collided. Clang! Clang! Clang! Sparks flew. Chu Mu slowly opened his eyes. He saw the two swords clashing. Behind the two swords was Lin Yiqiang, whose face was pale with disbelief. He stared blankly at him.
"Impossible!" The female swordsman cried out in disbelief.
"Am I dreaming? How can he use this method to break through Dacheng's Endless Falling Leaves Swordsmanship? Even master would find it difficult to break through the killing move of a low-level swordsmanship with pure swordsmanship. " Li He was far more shocked than the female swordsman. Because his talent and swordsmanship were far above the female swordsman, he could see the instant confrontation more clearly. And because he saw it more clearly, he felt even more incredulous. It was as if he was dreaming. He had never thought that someone could cultivate basic swordsmanship to such an unfathomable level.
"Die. This man must die. Otherwise, once he grows up, he will definitely be a huge threat to our Qinglan Sword Sect." Li He narrowed his eyes slightly. There was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes. He had already made up his mind to kill Chu Mu.
As for the two outer disciples of Qinglan Sword Sect who were doing the hard work, they were petrified.
"This … this is impossible … impossible …" Lin Yiqiang looked terrified. He stuttered and shook his head repeatedly as he retreated. He could not accept this result. He had painstakingly practiced Dacheng's Endless Falling Leaves Swordsmanship, a powerful killing move, but it was broken by an outer disciple of a sword sect that he looked down on with his eyes closed.
"No, you are definitely not an outer disciple. You are an inner disciple. You are a shameless man. How dare you pretend to be an outer disciple …" Lin Yiqiang pointed at Chu Mu as if he had lost his mind and screamed.
"The disciples of Qinglan Sword Sect are indeed extraordinary. This inner disciple's swordsmanship is even better than the inner disciple of Qingfeng Sword Sect that I killed before. If I had not broken through to the realm of swordsmanship grandmaster, I am afraid that I would have to use the Breeze in the Face and Dazzling Breeze to break through his killing move," Chu Mu said to himself.
Being a swordsmanship grandmaster had brought him a whole new world of swordsmanship. Although the opponent's low-level killing move was chaotic, it had no effect on Chu Mu who had used the Sword Listening Technique.
When Chu Mu was a swordsman, he observed the swordsmanship of Dacheng. When he was a swordsmanship master, his observation of the swordsmanship was complete, Before he broke through to the realm of swordsmanship grandmaster.
As for the Sword of Will, it was only a legend!