"You …" Zhuang Tong glanced at Liang Haishan and sneered, "I haven't even looked for you, but you jumped out yourself. You were only able to defeat me last time because of luck. This time, both my cultivation and sword arts have improved a lot. You are not my opponent at all. Jumping out is just asking for your own humiliation."
The reason why they had a conflict last time was because Liang Haishan brought a new student to the Sword Conference. Zhuang Tong was very arrogant and liked to tease the new student in the name of giving pointers.
Liang Haishan was the one who brought the new student. Being teased by Zhuang Tong naturally made Liang Haishan lose face, so Liang Haishan had to step in.
The conflict between the two evolved from a sword art fight to a sword battle arena. The result might have been luck or strength, but Liang Haishan was slightly better and defeated Zhuang Tong with one sword.
Zhuang Tong was very arrogant and narrow-minded, so he hated Liang Haishan. This time, he had a fortuitous encounter during the mission, and his strength had improved significantly. The first thing he wanted to do when he returned to the Sword Mansion was to find Liang Haishan and settle the score.
Coincidentally, Situ Kou was holding another Sword Technique Conference, so he planned to humiliate Liang Haishan at the Sword Technique Conference.
Coincidentally, Liang Haishan brought a new student, who seemed to have some background. This way, it would be more fun to tease him.
"How can a loser talk about bravery?" Liang Haishan sneered and his aura fluctuated. He faced Zhuang Tong and said, "Do you dare to fight with me?"
The others didn't say anything. They were very clear about the conflict between the two, and they were also very clear about what kind of person Zhuang Tong was. They didn't want to offend someone like Zhuang Tong.
"If you want to fight, then fight with pure sword arts to avoid hurting our friendship." Situ Kou said.
His status and strength were far above the others, so his words carried a lot of weight. Zhuang Tong didn't dare to have any thoughts.
"Okay, let's do as Brother Situ said. We will fight with pure sword arts. If I lose, I will get out of here. If you lose, you will kneel down and kowtow to me three times." Zhuang Tong sneered and said. The conditions he proposed made everyone's expression change. Once they did that, they would lose all their dignity.
"Okay, everyone here can testify." Liang Haishan said firmly, unable to get off the tiger's back.
The first floor of the Earth-level Sword Tower was very large. A pure sword fight would not result in sword aura, and the impact would not be large. It could be carried out completely within the Sword Tower.
Liang Haishan and Zhuang Tong drew their swords and faced each other from ten meters away.
"This time, I want you to know that you are not my opponent at all." Zhuang Tong shouted in a low voice. He stabbed out with his sword, and an astonishing whistling sound rang out, shaking everyone's eardrums.
Once an expert made a move, one would be able to tell whether or not he was an expert.
Zhuang Tong's sword strike seemed simple, but its momentum was extraordinary. It was sharp and threatening, showing his outstanding swordsmanship attainments.
Chu Mu's expression did not change. Situ Kou nodded slightly, thinking that although Zhuang Tong was not a good person, his swordsmanship had indeed improved a lot.
Liang Haishan's expression changed slightly as he hurriedly blocked with his sword. He forcefully deflected Zhuang Tong's sword and took advantage of the momentum to slash out diagonally.
There were twelve basic sword techniques on the Ancient Sword Continent, but no one would foolishly follow the twelve basic sword techniques in a real battle.
Acting on the spot, changing according to the situation, finding an opening in the opponent's sword to defeat the opponent.
It was easier said than done. One needed to practice the basic sword techniques diligently and have a strong foundation to be able to use them as one wished.
As if he had expected Liang Haishan's reaction, Zhuang Tong calmly moved his feet to dodge the sword and counterattacked with astonishing speed and sharpness.
Liang Haishan hurriedly slashed out with his sword. The two swords collided, and sparks flew. The ear-piercing sound of metal clashing resounded in the surroundings.
Different people would have different styles of the same basic sword technique.
For example, Liang Haishan was tall and sturdy, so his physical strength was naturally stronger than the average person. Basic sword techniques emphasized strength, and he could attack and defend freely.
Zhuang Tong had a crafty personality, and his basic sword technique style was as crafty as his personality.
Sword Light flashed and collided. The same sword technique with different styles clashed, and for a moment, there was no clear winner.
Even without using Sword Qi, a Qi Transformation Realm swordsman's body had been tempered by Spirit Qi, so a basic sword technique could display terrifying power. Some powerful Qi Transformation Realm swordsmen could even rely on their physical strength to drive a basic sword technique to kill a half-step Qi Transformation Realm swordsman.
Countless sparks flew in the air like dazzling fireworks. Liang Haishan and Zhuang Tong displayed their full strength, swinging their swords repeatedly. Sword Light flashed.
Zhuang Tong's sword was faster and more agile, often stabbing from strange angles. On the other hand, Liang Haishan's attacks were bold and forceful. Every time, he seemed to barely be able to block Zhuang Tong's sword and counterattack.
It seemed that the two of them were evenly matched.
However, Situ Kou and Chu Mu could both see that Liang Haishan was actually at a disadvantage.
Zhuang Tong's mastery of basic sword techniques was indeed better than Liang Haishan's, and he gradually grasped the rhythm.
In a battle between two swordsmen, whoever grasped the rhythm would win. This was common sense.
"Liang Haishan is about to lose," Situ Kou whispered. Chu Mu thought to himself.
Sure enough, Zhuang Tong once again stabbed out with his sword. Liang Haishan blocked with his sword, but it missed. Zhuang Tong was only feinting, and he quickly retracted his sword. Taking advantage of Liang Haishan's counterattack, Zhuang Tong spun around and appeared beside Liang Haishan, stabbing out with his sword. The tip of the sword landed firmly on Liang Haishan's neck.
"I've said it before. You were just lucky last time. You're no match for me." Zhuang Tong sneered, unable to hide the smugness in his eyes. He pointed his sword at Liang Haishan and said, "Kneel down and kowtow."
Liang Haishan clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He gritted his teeth, and his eyes were bloodshot from anger.
If he knelt down and kowtowed, his reputation would be ruined. If he didn't, his reputation would be ruined. He was in a dilemma.
Situ Kou frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.
Chu Mu stood up, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
"What? You want to make a move and spar with me? " Zhuang Tong said with a mocking tone and a mocking expression, "How about this, I'll give you a chance. You fight with me. If you can beat me, Liang Haishan won't have to kneel down, and I'll roll out of here. If you lose, you and Liang Haishan will have to kneel down and kowtow to me. "
"Sure," Chu Mu said. His tone was neither fast nor slow. He was calm, but it was shocking.
"Chu Mu, you …" Liang Haishan was stunned.
Chu Mu nodded and walked to Liang Haishan's side, facing Zhuang Tong.
A basic sword battle? He was never afraid.
"Very good, very courageous." Zhuang Tong sneered, "But, I won't go easy on you just because you're a new student."
"You talk too much." Chu Mu said.
Zhuang Tong's expression changed. He stabbed his sword at a tricky angle.
Chu Mu took a step back and dodged the sword.
Zhuang Tong attacked again and again. Every sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue. It was not fast, and the angle was strange. There was a hissing sound as if the air was being torn apart.
Chu Mu did not pull out his sword. He just moved his feet, and often Zhuang Tong's sword missed.
Everyone was shocked.
Situ Kou frowned. He could not understand the fight in front of him.
However, until now, it only showed that Chu Mu's reaction speed was fast, but it did not show how good his basic sword skills were.
Zhuang Tong suddenly withdrew his sword after each attack missed. His expression was somewhat unsightly.
"Other than dodging, don't you know how to use your sword? Or are you afraid of embarrassing yourself?" Zhuang Tong mocked.
"Junior Brother, you're competing based on sword skills. You'll win based on pure sword skills, not on movement techniques," Situ Kou said.
"I'm just giving you a chance to use your sword. Since you're not willing, I'll defeat you with one sword," Chu Mu said.
"Defeat me with one sword? Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue? " Zhuang Tong laughed. The others had strange expressions. They were stunned and even mocking. This new student was really overestimating himself. He dared to talk about defeating Zhuang Tong with one sword.
Situ Kou shook his head slightly. He originally thought that Chu Mu was arrogant, but now he felt that not only was he overestimating himself, but he was also a little arrogant. His impression of Chu Mu plummeted.
Even if his sword skills were better than Zhuang Tong's, he did not dare to say that he could defeat Zhuang Tong with one sword.
"You'll know soon." Chu Mu did not care about the others' reaction.
"I'll see how you can defeat me with one sword." Zhuang Tong's face became gloomy. There seemed to be a strange light flashing in his eyes. He suddenly took a step forward and attacked with his sword.
The sharp Sword Light seemed to pierce through the void, and there was a sharp whistling sound that hurt people's eardrums.
The Sword Light was so dazzling that people did not dare to look directly at it. Liang Haishan's expression changed, and he realized that Zhuang Tong had not used his full strength.
Chu Mu's vision was not affected at all. When the Sword Light was about to reach him, he pulled out his sword with lightning speed. Everyone heard the sound of metal clashing, and the scene in front of them was like a picture scroll.
Zhuang Tong's sword had stabbed to Chu Mu's side. The sword missed, and Chu Mu's sword tip was firmly pressed against Zhuang Tong's throat. If he used a little more force, it would pierce Zhuang Tong's throat and take his life.
"You've lost. Get out," Chu Mu said.
Zhuang Tong's pale face became even paler. His pupils dilated and contracted. Cold sweat quickly seeped from his forehead. He looked at the others, hoping that someone would say a few good words for him.
But everyone was immersed in the shock of Chu Mu defeating Zhuang Tong with one sword. They did not notice Zhuang Tong's gaze. Even if they did, they would not care.
"Get out!" Liang Haishan was relieved. He felt like he had drunk a bowl of iced sour plum soup on a hot summer day.
Everyone came to their senses.
"Senior Brother Situ …" Zhuang Tong hurriedly called out.
Situ Kou frowned. If Zhuang Tong did not speak, he would not have said anything. But now, he was in a difficult position.
"Junior Brother, can you give me some face this time and let this matter go?" Situ Kou thought for a moment, then finally said to Chu Mu, "I owe you a favor."
"I'm only speaking on behalf of someone else," Chu Mu said as he sheathed his sword.
"Fine. Since Senior Brother Situ has spoken, I can't not give you face. But from now on, Zhuang Tong, whether you meet me or Chu Mu, you must make way," Liang Haishan said decisively.
"I'll remember," Zhuang Tong said through gritted teeth. He lowered his head and left in a sorry state.
Then, the atmosphere became lively. Chu Mu became the center of attention. (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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