After discussing how to cause more damage to the Qinglan Academy, a sign had been hung at the entrance of the Qingfeng Academy, rejecting all visitors. Therefore, Chu Tian and Chu Hong were rejected when they arrived at the entrance of the Qingfeng Academy.
"Chu Tian, do you think the person who is going to fight with Song Guangtao is Chu Mu?" Chu Hong frowned slightly, looking at the tall figure in front of her with some worry.
"The Qingfeng Academy is the courtyard of the Qingfeng Sword Faction. Ah Mu is a disciple of the Qingfeng Sword Faction, so although it is unbelievable, it is very likely to be him." Chu Tian smiled bitterly and said, still very surprised. Looking at the door with the sign, he said helplessly, "We can't force our way in, and no one will answer when we knock on the door. It seems that we can only wait three days."
"I am very puzzled. A few months ago, when Chu Mu returned to the Chu Clan, he was only at the early stage of the eighth phase. At home, he broke through to the middle stage of the eighth phase. But now, this Chu Mu is at the middle stage of the tenth phase, which is two phases above him." Chu Hong's eyes were full of puzzlement. "Logically speaking, the Qingfeng Sword Faction is only a low-grade sword faction, so they don't have that much power. Look at the two of us, because of Chu Mu's guidance, our swordsmanship improved and our strength increased, so we could stand out and finally come to the Academy to study, but now we are only at the early stage of the tenth phase."
"Although I am also very curious, it seems that we can only wait for three days." Chu Tian nodded and said. The two of them left together.
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In the blink of an eye, three days flew by.
In the backyard of the Qingfeng Academy, a few figures leaped, and a ray of bright Sword Light shot out. The sword flickered and the sword flashed, and the sword qi was crisscrossing. The sharp sword cut through the air, making countless sizzling sounds. The sound of swords colliding with each other constantly rang out, shaking the air and shattering it.
Chu Mu held his two swords with both hands. Around him, there were silhouettes constantly moving. The Sword Light swept over like changing clouds, like overbearing thunderbolts, like tearing golden blades, like a raging fire, like a strong wind blowing.
Li Yi, Yuwen Wen, Wang Tinghao, Zhou Jin, and Zheng Xiuran were teaming up to fight against Chu Mu. They were using basic swordsmanship and basic moves of swordsmanship. They didn't use any killer moves. Luo Yufeng and Xie Chunlei, on the other hand, were watching from the side. They couldn't hide the shock on their faces.
Ever since he found out that Wei Hong had died under Chu Mu's sword, after some discussion, Zheng Xiu Ran once again proposed to have a sword duel with Chu Mu. This time, he had the mentality of seeking advice. Naturally, he was easily defeated by Chu Mu. Chu Mu also proposed to let his senior brothers join forces and not use any killer moves. He wanted to use this opportunity to perfect and improve the Dual Sword Technique.
From Eldest Senior Brother Luo Yufeng to Seventh Senior Brother Xie Chunlei, they joined forces and attacked Chu Mu together. Moreover, they changed their swords and attacked each other from all sides. However, they were all blocked by Chu Mu's two swords and counterattacked. In this kind of sword duel, the coordination of the seven people became more and more powerful. Chu Mu's practical application of the Dual Sword Technique also became more and more skilled. He was getting closer and closer to the small success level. It was as if he had touched a layer of membrane. As long as he gently poked it, he could see a whole new world.
The two swords surged. Countless Sword Light and Sword Shadows swept through the world and forced everyone to retreat. Chu Mu sheathed his sword. His breathing was even and long, but his forehead was slightly sweaty. Everyone also sheathed their swords. Their breathing was slightly hurried. Compared with Chu Mu, who always had external sword qi to nourish and recuperate his body, their endurance was obviously different.
"Three days have passed. It's time to go to the arena." Luo Yufeng smiled. There was a divine light on his face and his eyes were full of confidence. If it was before, he would have been a little worried. However, after seeing and experiencing it with his own eyes for the past three days, he was full of confidence that Chu Mu could defeat Song Guangtao.
"Let's go to the arena together. Let's see how the people of Qinglan Courtyard lift a stone only to drop it on their own feet." Zhou Jin shouted excitedly.
The eight brothers walked out of Qingfeng Courtyard one after another and went to the arena.
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It was not so much the arena, but rather the arena. When Chu Mu and others arrived, they were shocked by everything they saw in front of them. Especially Chu Mu, he was very surprised. This was because the arena was built just like the gymnasiums on Earth. The arena in the middle was 30 meters long and 30 meters wide. The floor was huge, as if it was polished from a piece of dark green rock. It was incomparably smooth, like the surface of a mirror.
Around the Sword Battle Arena, there were rows upon rows of stair-like spectator seats for people to stand or sit.
The audience seats could accommodate as many as thousands of people, but there were only hundreds of people present. Perhaps it was according to the division of different sword sects, there were clusters here and there.
"What an amazing place …" Li Yi and others came here for the first time. Looking at the sky like roof, inlaid with a circle of round light beads, emitting a strong but not dazzling light, their eyes were full of shock. Their mouths were wide open, and they looked like country bumpkins entering a big city.
Luo Yufeng and the other two looked at each other and smiled. When they came here for the first time, they also had the same expression. Even if they came here many times now, they still felt shocked. When their eyes fell on Chu Mu's face, they found that Chu Mu only had a flash of shock on his face, and then he recovered his calmness. They could not help but be surprised.
"I'll go up first." Chu Mu said indifferently. He leapt into the air and transformed into a gust of wind that landed on the Fighting Sword Stage. His left hand held a sword while another sword was strapped to his back. He stood perfectly straight and his eyes slowly closed. The entire world disappeared from his eyes.
Then, all kinds of discussions came to his ears.
"He appeared, he is Chu Mu of Qingfeng Courtyard. Sure enough, his cultivation is only at the middle tenth stage. His courage is really commendable."
"So it's him." Someone had seen Chu Mu before and recognized him. "He's only at the middle tenth stage, but he dares to fight with a peak tenth stage. I don't know if he's a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers or stupid."
"Hmph, I think he's stupid. Does he think he can defeat someone at the peak of tenth stage with just a middle tenth stage cultivation? Just a disciple of a low grade sword faction, his talent is usually not that good. The training he receives is definitely not as good as a middle grade sword faction's disciple, not to mention a high grade sword faction. How can he have the ability to challenge someone of a higher grade? "
"Chu Mu, it's really Chu Mu." Chu Hong said with a worried face.
"It's really A Mu." Chu Mu frowned, his eyes fell on Chu Mu's face, and pondered for a moment. "But, according to the feeling A Mu gave me before, he's not a reckless person. He won't do things that he's not sure of."
"In the Chu Family, Chu Mu defeated Wang Qi who was at the early ninth stage with a cultivation of the eighth stage. It was indeed shocking, but that was under the condition that he did not use his killing sword skills." Chu Hong continued, still worried. "Entering the tenth stage is obviously different from the eighth or ninth stage. I'm very worried."
"Let's wait and see. I believe in A Mu." Chu Tian said.
"That's all we can do now." Chu Hong nodded. "It's a pity that Brother Chu He is cultivating in seclusion. Otherwise, we could ask him to come out and stop it. We should be able to avoid it."
"Yes." Chu Tian nodded and did not say anything else.
Wang Lin's gaze fell on Chu Mu's face, and he was stunned for a moment before he sneered. "Chu Mu, I didn't think that the famous trash of Kaiyang City would be able to enter the Li State Sword Academy. It really is beyond my expectations."
"Third brother, he's called trash, but this trash really can't be underestimated. His cultivation has actually reached the middle tenth stage." The one who spoke was Wang Qi. When he thought of how easily he was defeated and humiliated by Chu Mu a few months ago, Wang Qi's heart bled and his face was incomparably gloomy. Although he was furious, Wang Qi also understood that Chu Mu's swordsmanship was indeed above his own. What Wang Qi could not accept was that Chu Mu's Sword Qi cultivation had surpassed his, reaching the middle tenth stage.
"Indeed, it made me very surprised, but a mere disciple of a low grade sword sect, even if his cultivation reached the intermediate tenth level, so what?" Wang Lin revealed a disdainful smile and raised his eyebrows. "Second brother, you should know that the foundation of a low-grade sword sect can't compare to that of a middle-grade sword sect, let alone the high-grade sword sect that I'm in. The Sword Qi that they cultivate is generally of the middle-grade yellow level, while the ones that we cultivate are at least of the high-grade yellow level. There is a clear difference in the purity and density of the Sword Qi. There's also the swordsmanship. Although you were accidentally defeated a few months ago, it's different whether you've reached the tenth stage or not. I believe that you've already cultivated an even stronger swordsmanship in the sword sect. "
"That's right. After I returned to the sword sect a few months ago, I worked hard to earn contribution points and exchanged them for a complete high-grade sword technique. Now, I've basically reached the small success stage." Wang Qi said confidently. "The power of a high-grade sword technique far surpasses that of a middle-grade sword technique. Even if I've barely reached the small success stage, I can still defeat Chu Mu if I fight him again."
"Yes, second brother, I have a top-grade yellow level Sword Qi technique here. I obtained it when I went out to train a few days ago. I can't use it myself. Take a look and see if you want to cultivate it." Wang Lin seemed to have thought of something and said.
"Okay." When Wang Qi heard this, a smile instantly appeared on his face. He had only cultivated a high grade Yellow Rank Sword Qi Art. If he were to switch to a top grade Yellow Rank Sword Qi Art, then the density and purity of his Sword Qi would increase by quite a bit. "I'll let Song Guangtao teach this damned guy a lesson first. Then, I'll find a chance to teach him a lesson."
In another place, a woman was coldly staring at Chu Mu. Thoughts kept popping up in her mind. "Father wrote me a letter and told me to apologize to Chu Mu if I have the chance. Now, it seems that there's no need for that. He's just a piece of trash who thinks that he can reach the heavens with just a few fortuitous encounters."
All kinds of discussions seemed to come from the sky and became more and more distant. The world became silent. Chu Mu gradually entered a strange state. Everything around him had nothing to do with him. It was as if he was the only person left in the world.
"Why isn't Song Guangtao here yet?" Half an hour had passed. Yu Wenhua frowned and coldly said.
"This must be Song Guangtao's little scheme. He's coming late to delay and make our junior brother frustrated." Zhou Jin said in a low voice with a hint of disdain.
"Actually, when we walked into the arena, the battle had already begun." Luo Yufeng nodded and softly said, "Our junior brother should also understand this point. Look at his expression. It's as calm as before, without the slightest bit of impatience. Song Guangtao's little scheme is destined to be ineffective."
In the blink of an eye, another half an hour had passed. Over a hundred people were gradually feeling impatient.
"It's already been two hours. What the hell is this Song Guangtao doing?"
"I've fought with Song Guangtao before. This person likes to play tricks the most. However, to play this kind of scheme against a mid tenth phase disciple of a low grade sword faction, Song Guangtao is still the same as before. He's not good enough."
"What the hell is this Song Guangtao doing? Why hasn't he appeared yet? "Chu Hong frowned.
"I think his goal is to make A Mu impatient," Chu Hong said after thinking for a while. Soon after, a cold smile appeared on his face. "He's just a low grade sword faction disciple. If A Mu is injured in any way, I definitely won't let him off."
Just as many people were feeling impatient, a burst of chaotic footsteps came from outside.