(During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Chu Mu had not eaten mooncakes for decades. Which kind-hearted people would send him a few boxes to satisfy his cravings?)
In the first wave of the seventh round, one hundred grassland natives of the seventh level of the Nirvana Realm appeared.
This time, the grassland natives were different from the previous six rounds. Each of them was riding on a tall and sturdy horse. They were armed with long spears and sharp blades as they charged forward. Their imposing manner was even more terrifying.
Even a One-Star Martial Saint expert would not be able to face the cavalry calmly.
Charging forward, one hundred horses galloped forward in an orderly manner.
A gust of wind blew and a desolate atmosphere filled the air.
Chu Mu had a solemn expression. His eyes were filled with radiance. He slowly raised the Sky Slash Sword and drew an irregular arc in front of him. As the arc radiance filled the air, he swung his sword. The irregular arc radiance was like a stretched disc. As it rotated, it cut through the void and charged towards the one hundred cavalrymen.
The long spears were cut off by the stretched disc Sword Light. Even the tall and sturdy horses were no exception. The grassland natives on the horses were also cut in half at the waist.
With a single slash, more than a dozen grassland natives were killed. These were grassland natives of the seventh level of the Nirvana Realm who were riding on tall and sturdy horses. They were not those low-level or mid-level Nirvana Realm grassland natives from before.
They were fearless. They killed their enemies with a single slash. Sword Light was like a mountain and blood flew.
In the second wave of the seventh round, one thousand grassland natives of the seventh level of the Nirvana Realm appeared.
They were like butterflies flying through the flowers as they charged into the cavalrymen. Wherever their swords landed, they would take away one life after another. Exquisite swordsmanship, exquisite timing, perfect movement trajectory …
They performed to their heart's content. The massacre was like an art. Everyone was mesmerized by it.
The towering peak, leaving one's name on the reflecting wall, and the Sky Striking Bell. These were all directly related to one's talent in various aspects. However, the most practical and important aspect was still the Conquering the Iron Wall.
This was because no matter how outstanding a person's talent was, no matter how amazing his talent was, if he did not have outstanding combat ability, he would not be of much use in the end.
Think about it. Others wouldn't admit defeat just because your talent was outstanding. In a life and death battle, no one would care so much. Only with enough combat ability, being able to fully utilize one's advantages, grasping the opportunity, and having exquisite skills, could one live longer.
Since ancient times, there had been many cases of people with high talent dying at the hands of people with low talent.
One challenge after another, Chu Mu left behind results that shocked everyone. Conquering the Iron Wall was the last challenge, and it was also the most important challenge.
The third wave of the seventh round consisted of ten thousand seventh level Nirvana Realm grassland cavalries.
The galloping of a magnificent army was extremely shocking. It was like a flood of steel charging over. The long spear in his hand pierced out, and a cold light pierced through the sky. Numerous spear shadows pierced towards Chu Mu, densely packed, tearing apart heaven and earth.
Chu Mu swung his sword in front of him. Under the terrifying power, countless spear shadows were shattered. Chu Mu jumped up and cut through the enemy like a fish in water. He appeared next to a cavalry and quickly swept past, taking away his life.
The artistic and dazzling slaughter unfolded once again.
The best way to face ten thousand cavalries was to charge in. Otherwise, it would not be wise to escape or face them head on. The only way was to charge into the group and cause them to be unable to utilize their advantage and become a pile of loose sand. However, this still required one's own strength. Otherwise, it would be like delivering meat to a wolf's mouth. It was no different from seeking one's own death.
Chu Mu was not meat, and this group of grassland cavalries could not be called wolves. Therefore, Chu Mu did not die. The ones who died were them.
Ten thousand cavalries, all of them were buried under Chu Mu's sword.
Battle, slaughter. Every sword move seemed to be so casual and casual. However, it had actually gone through the most precise calculations. How to attack, what angle to attack from, how to attack with the most energy, and how to exert the most strength had become a kind of instinct.
To Chu Mu, this kind of battle was like practicing the sword. The effect was definitely many times better than practicing the sword alone.
In the first wave of the eighth round, there were one hundred grassland cavalries at the eighth level of the Nirvana Realm.
In terms of cultivation, this group of cavalries was not weaker than Chu Mu. In fact, they were even stronger. However, in terms of strength, they were still inferior to Chu Mu. In terms of individual strength, there was a huge gap.
However, when they worked together, it brought a lot of pressure to Chu Mu.
The greater the pressure, the greater the training.
In this round, it had already exceeded the limit of the Nirvana Realm. Only Eternal Realm experts could withstand it.
In the second wave, there were one thousand eighth level Nirvana Realm experts. In the third wave, there were ten thousand eighth level Nirvana Realm experts.
In the first wave of the ninth round, there were one hundred ninth level Nirvana Realm experts.
A sword appeared in Chu Mu's left hand. It was the Undying Sword.
The pressure brought by the ninth round was too great.
"Dual swords!"
"Could he be proficient in dual swords?"
In the outside world, everyone was stunned.
There was only a difference of one sword between dual swords and a single sword. However, it was many times more difficult to control dual swords. If one was not careful, one could injure oneself. Even if one did not injure oneself, it would not increase one's strength. Moreover, controlling dual swords required the corresponding skills and outstanding soul strength. Otherwise, how could one multitask?
The dual swords vibrated and soared like a pair of wings. They flew past and decapitated people.
Sword skills were at his fingertips. His comprehension of the Forest of Ten Thousand Swords was fully demonstrated. He had grasped the essence of each move.
Feilian Thirteen Moves … Soaring Dragon Slash … Cloud Splitting Eight Moves …
"What sword skill is this? How can it be so exquisite?" Everyone in the outside world was dumbfounded.
"He actually grasped so many exquisite and profound sword skills. Unbelievable."
"Every move and every move displayed the essence of it. Its power is shocking."
The two high-level Martial Saints couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
There were no repetitive sword skills. After one move, there was a new one. It was hard to imagine how many sword skills Chu Mu had grasped.
Some Sword Dao cultivators widened their eyes. They removed all distracting thoughts and focused on watching, hoping to learn a thing or two.
Under the dual swords, one hundred ninth level Nirvana grassland cavalrymen were all killed.
The second wave consisted of one thousand ninth level Nirvana grassland cavalrymen.
The third wave consisted of ten thousand ninth level Nirvana grassland cavalrymen.
Fight fight fight, kill kill kill!
Fighting to his heart's content, killing without restraint.
The display of sword skill after sword skill caused Chu Mu's understanding of sword skills to become deeper and deeper.
The last cavalryman died under his sword.
Chu Mu's breathing became rapid as he landed on the ground. The continuous battles from before had continuously increased in intensity. It had also put a huge burden on him.
His heart was beating rapidly like a drum. Vitality emerged from his flesh and blood, quickly restoring his physical strength. As for the Sword Origin, although it was also recovering, it was not as fast as the physical strength, because the vitality targeted the physical strength.
"He actually passed the nine rounds and twenty-seven waves of Nirvana stage battles."
"Even some two star Saint experts are unable to do so."
"It's too terrifying."
"Next, the opponents he will face will be even more terrifying."
Chu Mu could not hear the various discussions. At this moment, he did not have the spare energy to think about other things because a terrifying aura had locked onto him.
"You're not bad. You actually managed to kill so many of my men." An indifferent and rough voice sounded. In front of him, a tall and muscular figure slowly appeared.
The aura of a peak First Sky of the Aeon fluctuated. He carried a giant sword on his shoulder and strode over. Every step he took exuded a terrifying pressure. His aura was constantly rising.
Facing ten thousand ninth level Nirvana stage experts was different from facing a First Sky of the Aeon Realm.
"You're no exception." Chu Mu said. Although he had consumed a lot of energy, he could still fight against a peak one star Saint.
He raised the giant sword with both hands and slashed down. The ground cracked, and terrifying flames shot out from the cracks, wanting to swallow Chu Mu whole.
A figure rushed out of the flames. With the Sword Light protecting him, the flames could not reach him. A faint Sword Light silently spread over a few hundred meters and attacked the one star Saint.
Before he could react, the Sword Light had already pierced through his forehead.
"I heard that sword move is called the Silent Sword Style."
"It really lives up to its name. It's silent and terrifying." The two high-level Saints' faces were solemn.
"I wonder how strong the other Sky Strike Sword Style is."
"I think we'll see it very soon."
As they spoke, Chu Mu's next opponent appeared.
The tall figure was clad in green robes. He did not look like a strong person from the Great Plains. His left hand held an unsheathed sword, but the blade was dim.
The aura of a peak Second Sky of the Aeon Realm fluctuated.
"Will he be a match for this person?"
"Most likely not."
"The difference between a peak two star Saint is too great."
As they spoke, the battle had already begun.
Chu Mu kept slashing with both swords to attack. His opponent counterattacked with a dim sword, and the sword in his left hand was tricky.
The Silent Sword Style was executed, but his opponent dodged it. The Sky Strike Sword Style was powerful, and the wind and thunder were raging. Its power was shocking, but it was blocked by his opponent. Under the Star Breaking Sword Style, the power exploded and blasted his opponent away, but he did not kill him.
This person was a peak two star Saint. Chu Mu, on the other hand, was left with less than 50% of his original strength after going through so many battles.
"He's so powerful. He can actually contend with a peak two star Saint."
Ling Jianyi's eyes bulged.
"Silent Sword Style, Sky Strike Sword Style. What's the other sword technique? Its power is even stronger than the Sky Strike Sword Style. "The two high-level Saints were shocked again.
They could not remember how many times they had been shocked.
The battle was extremely intense. Blood splattered everywhere. Both Chu Mu and his opponent were injured.
"I admit defeat." Chu Mu said. As his voice fell, his opponent stopped. Chu Mu's figure faded, and he left the Iron Wall Crusade.
It was possible to kill his opponent, but Chu Mu did not intend to reveal more strength. His current achievements were enough.
Ten thousand feet high peak, ninety-six thousand feet high, leaving his name on the wall for more than forty breaths of time, surpassing everyone. The Sky Strike Bell, echoing for sixty miles for thirteen times. His current Iron Wall Crusade had passed nine rounds and twenty-seven waves, killed a peak one star Saint, and battled a peak two star Saint.
Regardless of which achievement it was, it was enough to make Chu Mu the center of attention. The four achievements added together made him a legend in the small world of geniuses. Many people had witnessed the birth of a legend.
"I wonder how many years and how many geniuses will live under his radiance."
A soft sigh filled with vicissitudes.
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