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Swordsman, sharp edge!
The strong and fierce aura was like an invisible sword shuttling back and forth in the arena, filling the air with a frightening sharpness that cut in all directions. When the fierce and sharp aura released by the two sides collided with each other, it was as if there were countless ripples that spread out in all directions.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Mu and Song Guangtao. They held their breath and waited for the earth-shattering outcome.
As for Song Guangtao, he had stayed in the Sword Academy for a long time, so everyone was not interested in him. What really attracted their attention was Chu Mu, the new disciple of Qingfeng Academy in the middle of the tenth stage. He was an existence that could compete with a tenth stage peak swordsman.
"Come on, Eldest Brother!"
"Eldest Brother, we believe that you can defeat him and let him know your strength." The disciples of Qinglan Academy waved their fists. They had no choice but to do so. Originally, they thought that Song Guangtao could easily defeat Chu Mu, but now it seemed that this was not the case. They could not help but feel shocked. Once they lost, they would lose not only ten Qi-boosting Pills, but also nine pseudo-swords, a Superior Yellow Level Sword Qi Technique, and a high-level swordsmanship.
Not to mention the problem of face, just the aforementioned things were enough to make Qinglan Academy suffer a great loss and even go bankrupt.
Therefore, Qinglan Academy could not afford to lose!
Luo Yufeng and the others smiled. They had personally experienced Chu Mu's strength and knew very well that Song Guangtao was not Chu Mu's opponent at all.
Song Guangtao's expression kept changing. In the end, all that was left was a cold and stern expression. His eyes flashed with a crazed lightning-like glow. His right hand slowly waved the fake sword. Faint purple electric arcs continued to dance on the sword's body, becoming increasingly dense. Faint purple electric arcs continuously surged around his body, emitting crackling sounds.
For a time, Song Guangtao's power was biting cold and unparalleled.
"This sword is a high-level killing move of my Thunderflash Sword Art. It's extremely powerful." Song Guangtao stared at Chu Mu as purple arcs of lightning flashed in his eyes. A terrifying light pierced through the void as his tone turned tyrannical and threatening, "I'll give you one last chance to admit defeat. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you will be able to survive this attack."
Looking at Song Guangtao, whose aura was getting stronger and stronger, Chu Mu raised his eyebrows and raised his eyelids. There was a flash of amazing sharpness. He smiled faintly and said, "Show me your sword. Let me see how the eldest brother of Qinglan Courtyard compares to Wei Hong."
Upon hearing the name Wei Hong, the sharpness in Song Guangtao's eyes doubled in intensity. With a roar that sounded like muffled thunder, he brazenly struck out with his sword. Everyone felt as if there was a faint purple lightning bolt tearing through the void, heading straight for Chu Mu.
Chu Mu could clearly feel that the terrible lightning bolt, with indescribable speed and unparalleled destructive power, was about to blast his body into pieces and turn him into charcoal.
Song Guangtao's sword was like a lightning bolt that jumped into the void, faintly discernible. The terrible momentum was completely locked on Chu Mu. In an instant, it had crossed more than ten meters and appeared in front of Chu Mu. Chu Mu's pupils were completely filled with purple lightning.
"He's just a swordsman at the peak of the tenth phase. The power of this sword is really amazing. This time, Chu Mu will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die." Wang Qi's face flashed with a touch of joy as he laughed.
Chu Tian frowned and Chu Hong clenched her fists. Her eyes were full of worry. This sword was too strong.
Only Chu Mu's face was calm, but his eyes lit up slightly. He thought to himself, "Compared to Wei Hong's sure-kill sword, it's still a bit inferior."
Without any prelude, the Upper Origin Sword Qi surged. Chu Mu suddenly struck out with his sword. His sword slashed out like an arc of light. A faint golden needle-like light instantly disappeared into the void.
But the moment Chu Mu struck out with his sword, some of the tenth phase swordsmen in the audience all stood up, unable to remain calm. This was because in that instant, they felt an extremely frightening sharpness seeping out.
Chi la, a light sound rang out. The violent and destructive faint purple lightning was unexpectedly split apart in an instant, charging towards Chu Mu's left and right sides. Song Guangtao only felt a flash of golden light in front of his eyes. Immediately after, his chest felt as if it had been heavily struck, and a bone-deep pain swept through his entire body.
His entire body flew backward in an instant, flying more than ten meters away. He landed heavily on the ground and rolled a few times. The fake sword fell to the side, and his limbs were spread out like a dead dog. What was more terrifying was that his clothes were torn, and there was a conspicuous wound on his chest. Fresh blood was gushing out, and the smell of blood filled the air.
"This …" Except for Luo Yufeng and the others, everyone else was dumbfounded. Their minds were blank and they could not react at all.
"Eldest brother … Eldest brother …" After a while, the disciples of the Qinglan Academy reacted. One by one, they rushed to the arena and appeared beside Song Guangtao. They hurriedly took out the big hemostatic pill and crushed it on the wound on Song Guangtao's chest to stop the bleeding.
"You damn thing! How dare you do such a thing? If anything happens to Eldest Senior Brother, the Qinglan Courtyard will never let you off!" The second brother of the Qinglan Academy jumped up, his face full of anger. He pointed at Chu Mu and cursed. He looked like he could not wait to rush up and fight with Chu Mu.
"Let's go, take our eldest brother back for treatment immediately." The third brother, Yan Ming, immediately said and lifted Song Guangtao up.
"Wait." Chu Mu suddenly said in an indifferent tone, "Have you forgotten something?"
"You're planning to leave now and never mention the bet, right? I'm telling you, no way. If you're willing to bet, you must accept your loss and hand over the bet immediately. Otherwise, don't even think about leaving." Zhou Jin stepped forward and stared at the disciples of the Qinglan Academy and sneered.
Luo Yufeng and the others also sneered and lined up in a row to block the way.
"Damn it! Eldest Senior Brother is seriously injured and his life is in danger. How dare you disregard his life for the sake of temporary benefits? Get out of the way immediately. Otherwise, if anything happens to Eldest Senior Brother, the Qinglan Academy will never let this matter rest." Second Senior Brother jumped out again and roared with a stern voice.
"Song Guangtao, don't pretend to be dead. This sword won't take your life." Chu Mu walked step by step, but the breath on his body was getting more and more fierce. His eyes narrowed slightly and his sharp eyes slowly swept across the faces of the crowd. It was extremely threatening. "You're not going to let this go. Very well, compared to Song Guangtao, you're all chickens and dogs. I'd like to see how you're not going to let this go."
The faces of the disciples of the Qinglan Academy changed dramatically. They were extremely vigilant and reached out to hold the hilt of their sword.
"I promise, when you pull out your sword, I'll kill you one by one." Chu Mu did not stop and continued to walk. The words he said contained a frightening chill and murderous intent. The Qinglan Academy's obviously unwilling to admit defeat had angered him.
The swordsmen in the audience first showed a look of astonishment and then changed into different expressions. Some were disdainful, some sneered, and some looked indifferent. Chu Tian and Chu Hong stood up. It seemed that they intended to intervene.
"Chu Mu, don't go too far!" The fourth brother, Wang Kui, shouted angrily.
"Song Guangtao, if you continue to pretend to be dead, I don't mind letting you die." Chu Mu's tone became incomparably apathetic. It was like a cold wind from the extreme north, causing one's hair to stand on end and their bodies to tremble. A terrifying killing intent swept forth, causing even the swordsmen in the spectator seats to feel their bodies go cold. They were all horrified. How could a disciple of a low-grade sword faction in the middle of the tenth level have such a terrible murderous intent?
"Wait … We, the disciples of the Qinglan Academy, admit defeat." Song Guangtao finally spoke, but his voice was a bit weak. He was indeed pretending to be dead. He intended to leave here and return to the Qinglan Academy. As for the bet, as long as he told the outside world that he was seriously injured and so on, he could delay it.
However, he did not expect Chu Mu to be so decisive. Song Guangtao felt the determination in his tone and had to answer.
"Very good." Chu Mu smiled and stopped in his tracks.
"However, ten Qi-boosting pills and nine pseudo-swords can be given to you on the spot. As for the Upper Yellow Level Sword Qi Technique and the Advanced Swordsmanship, we don't have them with us. When we return to the Qinglan Academy, we'll take them to the Qingfeng Academy and give them to you." After Song Guangtao finished these words, he suddenly coughed and looked like he was about to die.
"In that case, you first hand over ten Qi-boosting pills and nine pseudo-swords." Chu Mu said as he sheathed his sword, "Also, us senior brothers don't mind giving you a ride and taking what we should take."
"That's right, to be able to obtain a high-grade Yellow Rank Sword Qi Art and a high-grade Sword Art, such a good thing, even if we had to do it ten more times, we would still be very happy." Zhou Jin laughed loudly, almost causing Song Guangtao to vomit blood and die from anger.
"Good." Song Guangtao was a bit of a schemer and was very concerned about his reputation. In public, he could not succeed in his two hidden means. Otherwise, he would not be able to stay in the Lizhou Sword Academy anymore. Once the news reached the ears of the higher-ups of the academy, he would most likely be expelled. Even the Qingfeng Sword Sect would be humiliated.
Therefore, no matter how one looked at it, they had no choice but to swallow their anger.
Chu Mu and Luo Yufeng looked at each other, then looked back at Chu Tian and Chu Hong. They nodded and turned to leave the arena together with the disciples of the Qinglan Academy. It was as if they were escorting the disciples of the Qinglan Academy.
"Let's go." Wang Lin stood up and said lightly. Wang Qi also got up and was about to leave.
"Second Young Master Wang, are you going to be as shameless as Song Guangtao?" Chu Tian suddenly sneered.
"I'll leave it with you first." Wang Qi turned and stared at Chu Tian with a gloomy face. He took out a porcelain bottle and threw it at Chu Tian. He continued to throw the pseudo-swords in his hand at Chu Tian. He snorted and strode away.
"You still want to take back something that's already in my hands? Stop dreaming." Chu Tian added another stab. Wang Qi almost vomited blood, and his footsteps quickened.
"Let's go and find Ah Mu. This guy came to the academy without saying anything. I'll teach him a lesson." Chu Tian was in a good mood and laughed.
The battle in the early stage was almost a farce in the later stage. It finally ended, leaving some people who had not left with a thoughtful expression. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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