Killing Wang Feng at the Life-and-Death Arena and reflecting on his mistakes at Fierce Gale Cliff for seven days. Everyone was talking about Chu Mu.
Now, after reflecting on his mistakes for seven days at Fierce Gale Cliff, Chu Mu had once again shocked the three academies. He had easily defeated He Kaiming, the number one of Thunder Academy. With this achievement, he announced that Chu Mu was the number one swordsman in the three academies!
After returning to the pavilion, Li Wei was extremely happy. He washed up with warm water and changed into a clean and fresh gown. After chatting with Li Wei for a while and giving her some pointers on swordsmanship, he went to the balcony on the second floor.
During the seven days of cultivation at Fierce Gale Cliff, he had completely given up on comprehending the sword momentum. Now, he was revising it.
Li Wei carefully cooked a sumptuous dinner. There were two more exquisite dishes than usual. She served them to Chu Mu.
Food was the most important thing in the world. No one would dislike delicious food. Especially after a busy period, they could steal half a day of leisure to eat some delicious food and drink a cup of wine. They could watch the clouds in the sky and the ripples in the pond accompanied by a cool breeze.
Chu Mu had a good rest for the night. He didn't think or practice. He just sat there quietly, watching the starry sky and chatting with Li Wei from time to time.
After a good night's sleep, he woke up at dawn the next day. He was full of energy. After washing up, he began to practice the Zhongyuan Sword Qi Art and the Sword Qi Protection Mystic Art.
During the seven days at Fierce Gale Cliff, he increased the range of his sword Qi from two meters to three meters. The increase in range gave him more stamina and made the practice of the Sword Qi Protection Mystic Art more efficient.
It was late autumn. The dew was heavy and cold. Chu Mu came to Fierce Gale Sword Arena again to practice his swordsmanship.
After he finished practicing the basic swordsmanship, Han Rui came when he was about to start practicing Fierce Gale Sword Art.
"Do you want to have a few moves?" Chu Mu asked.
"No, I'm not a person who wants to be abused." Han Rui decisively refused. If their swordsmanship was similar, it would be interesting to have a fight. If the difference was too big, it would be like a child fighting with a strong man.
At this time, many inner disciples appeared earlier than usual.
"Senior Brother Chu."
"Good morning, Senior Chu."
"I thought that I would be the first to arrive, but I didn't expect that I wouldn't be as early as Senior Brother Chu."
"How can you compare to Senior Brother Chu?"
Everyone was talking at once. Chu Mu laughed. Right now, he had become the golden signboard of Towering Wind Courtyard, the pillar of support.
After chatting for a while, everyone began to practice their swordsmanship. It seemed that because of Chu Mu's presence, these inner disciples were particularly hardworking in their swordsmanship. The atmosphere was very good, which made Han Rui envious. It would be great if he could have such influence one day.
"Han Rui, take me to the Sword Battle Arena," Chu Mu whispered to Han Rui.
"Battle arena?" Han Rui looked at Chu Mu with a strange expression and said, "Don't tell me you want to take over the arena?"
Han Rui was very clear about what kind of place the Sword Battle Arena was. It was specially built for the disciples of the three courtyards, or in other words, for the inner disciples of Qingfeng Sword Sect between the early seventh and late eighth phase.
The Sword Battle Arena had special rules and rewards. Because it was a competition of swordsmanship, they used unsharpened swords. Moreover, they couldn't kill or seriously injure the opponent. Light injuries were nothing.
There was only one Sword Battle Arena, and whoever was on it was the arena master. According to the sect rules, if a person was the arena master for five days, they could get one Qi Refining Pill, and two for ten days. So on and so forth, they could get six Qi Refining Pills a month.
However, the total number of seventh and eighth stage disciples in the three courtyards was close to three hundred. Moreover, there were also dozens of seventh and eighth stage disciples from the main palace. There was only one Sword Battle Arena, and because they could obtain Qi Refining Pills, all of the seventh and eighth stage inner court disciples flocked to it like a flock of ducks.
After all, a single Qi Refining Pill cost one hundred contribution points. If one wanted to break through from the early seventh phase to the eighth phase, they would need at least five or six Qi Refining Pills, which was five or six hundred contribution points. They could only be obtained by doing missions for a long time.
In the past, Han Rui had tried his luck in the Sword Battle Arena. In the end, he was defeated in less than a day. Later, he was unwilling to give up and challenged another ten or so times. However, he was never able to defend the arena for more than two days. Over time, he gave up on this thought and focused on cultivating.
According to Han Rui's knowledge, Xiao Qianfeng, who was recognized as the strongest disciple in the Soaring Wind Courtyard, was only able to defend for ten days and get two Qi Refining Pills.
At that time, Xiao Qianfeng's cultivation had only broken through to the eighth phase. After defending for ten days, he was defeated by a peak eighth phase disciple from the main palace. After that, Xiao Qianfeng didn't enter the Sword Battle Arena again. When he reached the peak of the eighth phase, Qi Refining Pills had no effect on him.
Now that he heard Chu Mu mention the Sword Battle Arena, Han Rui suddenly recalled many memories. At the same time, he also thought of one thing. Although Chu Mu's cultivation was at the early seventh phase of the Sword Qi Realm, he was able to kill the peak eighth phase Wang Feng and defeat the even stronger He Kaiming. With such a terrifying sword technique, wouldn't he be able to dominate the Sword Battle Arena?
Han Rui couldn't help but think of the scene where Chu Mu swept through the Sword Battle Arena and became the Arena Master, directly dominating the Sword Battle Arena until he didn't want to be the Arena Master anymore.
Han Rui didn't think that in the entire Azure Edge Sword Sect, there was anyone under the ninth phase who could defeat Chu Mu.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the Sword Battle Arena." Han Rui suddenly said, because he really wanted to know if Chu Mu could dominate the Sword Battle Arena for a long time.
According to his estimation, Chu Mu was currently at the early seventh phase. If he wanted to break through to the eighth phase, he would need five or six Qi Refining Pills. That would be dominating the Sword Battle Arena for a month. After that, if he wanted to go from the early eighth phase to the peak of the eighth phase, he would need at least double the amount of Qi Refining Pills.
It seemed that in the history of the Azure Edge Sword Sect, there had never been anyone who occupied the Sword Battle Arena for three months. Not even a month.
Chu Mu didn't know what Han Rui was thinking. He sheathed his sword and left the Soaring Wind Sword Arena with Han Rui. He left the Soaring Wind Courtyard and went to the Sword Battle Arena.
On one side, Han Rui explained to Chu Mu about the Sword Battle Arena and the Sword Battle Stele, as well as the people who had left their names on the stele and their achievements.
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The Sword Battle Arena was some distance away from the three courtyards. It occupied a large area and could accommodate more than a thousand people at the same time. In the middle, there was a half-meter tall stone platform about ten meters long and ten meters wide. Next to it, there was a small pavilion where the administrator of the Sword Battle Arena usually rested.
Chen Jin was thirty-six years old this year, and his cultivation was at the early tenth stage of the Sword Qi Realm. He was one of the deacons of the Sword Faction, and was assigned to manage the Sword Battle Arena by the Sword Faction. Now, he was sitting not far from the Sword Battle Arena, watching two disciples compete in sword techniques.
After watching for a while, he felt that it was boring. He looked at a stone stele that was like a sword pointing to the sky. There were three big red words on it: Sword Battle Stele.
On the Sword Battle Stele, there were more than a dozen small bronze swords that were a little longer than a thumb. There were words engraved on them. These small bronze swords were arranged from top to bottom.
"It has been a long time since a disciple was able to leave their name on the Sword Battle Stele." Chen Jin sighed inwardly. Then, he looked at the disciple who had defeated another challenger on the Sword Battle Arena. "The fifth day. I hope he can become the next disciple qualified to leave his name on the Sword Battle Stele."