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When a poisonous snake hunted, it would always wait for an opportunity to launch a fatal blow at the best time.
The moment a poisonous snake attacked, its speed was so fast that it was difficult for people to react. Fu She's sword attack was several times faster than that of an ordinary poisonous snake.
In everyone's eyes, Fu She's figure was reflected. In an instant, he was like a poisonous snake, stabbing toward Chu Mu like a gale of light and shadow. Moreover, the angle of attack was tricky, almost from the blind spot.
Chu Mu did not move at all. He waved the sword in his hand and appeared at the blind spot in a shocking way. He directly covered it and blocked Fu She's sword, which was like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole.
A slight clanging sound of collision sounded. Fu She's attack failed, but he reacted quickly. He made three consecutive attacks, one flicking, one turning, and one hooking. His whole body was almost close to Chu Mu.
The shorter the distance, the more dangerous it was!
For a short weapon like a short sword, its power could only be fully exerted in close combat.
People who used a long sword paid attention to a certain distance. A certain space must be maintained between the user and the target. Only by mastering this space could the swordsmanship be fully displayed.
If the user was close to the target, no matter if it was a stab, a hack, or a chop, he would be restrained because of the length of the sword. Not only would he not be able to exert his power, but he would even hinder himself and be defeated in the end.
As soon as he got close to Chu Mu, Fu She knew that he was going to win.
Among all the opponents he had encountered, no one had not been defeated after being so close to him.
Even Huangfu Cangyue did not dare to let him get close. She usually kept a distance when he was about to get close.
"Chu Mu is going to lose," Gao Mingru, Xiang Tianhe, and others said softly.
"He should keep a certain distance from Fu She," An Han shook her head slightly and said softly.
After the three consecutive strikes, Fu She's entire body spun around. His body swayed like a snake as he nimbly appeared behind Chu Mu and stabbed his sword towards Chu Mu's back.
This sword was once again blocked by Chu Mu. Chu Mu stabbed his sword from top to bottom, as if he was carrying a scabbard on his back and was about to insert his sword back into the scabbard, accurately blocking Fu She's attack.
Fu She was slightly surprised that his sword did not work. At the same time, he lightly slashed with his short sword, wanting to knock away Chu Mu's sword. Then, he slashed three times on Chu Mu's back, forming a triangle.
Sharp clanging sounds continued to ring out. Fu She's three consecutive strikes were once again blocked by Chu Mu's sword. It was as if Chu Mu had eyes on the back of his head.
With a flick of his wrist, the long sword flipped and slashed upwards. Fu She quickly dodged and avoided Chu Mu's counterattack like a snake. Meanwhile, he appeared on Chu Mu's right side and stabbed his sword from top to bottom.
This sword was like a venomous snake that suddenly closed its mouth and was about to pierce its prey with its fangs.
When the sword was about to stab Chu Mu's shoulder, Fu She found that a sword had appeared under his wrist without him noticing. With a gentle flick, his stab was immediately blocked and the sword cut towards his wrist.
Fu She knew that if Chu Mu had used a sharpened sword, his wrist would have been cut open and blood would not stop flowing.
Fu She's expression changed slightly and his eyes became deep. He forcefully hooked the short sword that he had stabbed downwards, then lifted it up slightly and slashed down fiercely. As fast as lightning, he slashed Chu Mu's sword to the ground. At the same time, he used the momentum to flick his short sword up and slash towards Chu Mu's neck.
Just as he was about to slash Chu Mu's neck, Fu She once again discovered that a sword had appeared in front of his wrist. As long as his short sword slashed over, it would be sliced apart by the sword before it could reach Chu Mu's neck.
Although the sword had not been sharpened and he would not be injured even if he was cut, that was not allowed. Fu She would not allow himself to make the same mistake a second time.
Fu She quickly made a change. He hooked his short sword inwards and turned it in his hand. Immediately, it collided with Chu Mu's sword. Fu She used the momentum to shift his center of gravity downward. His body lowered and he suddenly dashed forward at an extremely fast speed.
After taking two steps forward, he suddenly turned around and took a huge arc. He suddenly appeared on the other side of Chu Mu and stabbed his short sword towards Chu Mu's ribs.
Chu Mu was using his right hand with his sword. His left rib had become a blind spot. Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to defend himself and could only retreat.
However, a strange scene appeared again. Chu Mu's sword defied common sense and appeared on Fu She's left rib. The tip of the sword touched Fu She's short sword in an instant. A sharp clanging sound was heard and a force pushed Fu She's short sword to the side.
At the same time, Chu Mu took advantage of the momentum and slashed out. Fu She had no choice but to quickly retreat and distance himself from Chu Mu.
Five meters away, Fu She stared at Chu Mu with a face full of vigilance. His pupils kept shrinking and a dark light flashed in his eyes. He slowly moved around Chu Mu on the ground. His upper body kept swaying along with the short sword that was pointed at Chu Mu.
This kind of swaying could confuse the opponent's vision and make it impossible for the opponent to lock on and make an accurate attack. It could also confuse the opponent and find an opportunity to launch a fatal attack.
Even the head judge's eyes were wide open. This was the first time he had seen a battle of pure sword skills, let alone the other judges and students.
This was the first time they had seen such a battle. It made them stunned and terrified at the same time. They could not help but shiver, as if a cold wind had blown past them. They had goosebumps all over their bodies.
There was no majestic power, no heavy as a mountain, and no fast as lightning. There was only a battle of pure sword skills and close combat.
If both of their swords had been sharpened, someone would have been injured and bleeding.
This kind of pure and primitive battle brought a strong visual impact to the students. It immediately awakened some kind of throbbing in their hearts. They only felt that this battle was more exciting and exciting than the previous matches.
It was difficult for Fu She to launch an attack because Chu Mu was pointing his sword diagonally at the ground. He did not move at all. His whole body was like a statue, and Fu She could not find any place to attack.
The previous battle made him understand that the so-called blind spots did not matter to Chu Mu.
Chu Mu took a step forward and appeared in front of Fu She as if he was gliding on water. He slashed his sword at Fu She's neck.
Fu She quickly dodged and rushed to Chu Mu's right, avoiding his sword. However, his short sword strangely appeared on Chu Mu's left, stabbing towards Chu Mu's waist. Bright Sword Light condensed on the short sword, multiplying the power of the sword.
Chu Mu's long sword swayed, and the Sword Light streaked across Fu She's eyes. The sword touched Fu She's short sword, causing Fu She's attack to pause. Chu Mu's wrist shook, and the sword quickly rotated, forming three spirals, which directly swept Fu She's short sword into the air.
The bright and dazzling Sword Light formed circles and rushed into the air, dazzling everyone who saw it.
Fu She only felt that he could not control the sword in his hand, and could only passively be swept up by an upward force. His body, which was originally rushing towards Chu Mu's right, had no choice but to retreat. Otherwise, he felt as if his right arm was going to be torn apart.
Chu Mu's sword suddenly rose up, and the huge impact of the spinning force directly pushed Fu She's short sword into the air. Fu She's right arm was lifted up high, and his whole body involuntarily rushed upwards.
Taking advantage of the momentum, Chu Mu's right arm fell down and Chu Mu's sword head fiercely hammered towards Fu She's chest. With a peng sound, Fu She was unable to dodge or block and was instantly struck by the sword head. A wave of pain spread and his entire body continuously retreated.
Chu Mu took advantage of the momentum and chopped down with his sword. The bright Sword Light condensed, and it seemed as if he was going to split Fu She in half.
Fu She only felt a dull pain in his chest, and just as he was about to let out a muffled groan, a bright Sword Light fiercely chopped towards him. It was already too late for him to retreat. His left hand touched his waist, and the second short sword rose up, blocking Chu Mu's sword.
Using the force of the collision to retreat, Fu She quickly pulled away from Chu Mu by more than ten meters. He was like a venomous snake that had been electrocuted, full of fear.
He only felt a dull pain in his chest, and his breathing was a little uneven.
"Make your move. Let me see how well you can use these two short swords." Chu Mu did not chase after him. Instead, he pointed his sword at the ground, and a faint smile appeared on his face as he spoke at a neither fast nor slow pace.
At this moment, there was a kind of aura on his body. This kind of aura seemed to transcend, like the clouds in the sky, and like the sea, vast and majestic, encompassing everything.
This kind of aura actually made Fu She's eyes dazed for a moment. He quickly regained his senses, and his heart was filled with horror.
Fu She could not imagine what was going on.
Why was Chu Mu able to perform such unfathomable and terrifying swordsmanship? Even ghosts and gods would be frightened by it.
Unbelievable, it was really unbelievable.
Not only was Fu She unable to imagine it, but the other students also could not imagine it. This was completely different from what they had expected at the beginning.
Even if some people subconsciously thought that Chu Mu might be able to compete with Fu She in terms of swordsmanship, they did not expect Chu Mu to be able to suppress Fu She in terms of swordsmanship.
The current situation was very clear. As long as one was not blind, one could see that not only was Fu She unable to do anything to Chu Mu, but he was also repeatedly pushed back by Chu Mu, and was at a disadvantage.
Because they were using pure techniques to fight, their speed was not slow, but it was not to the extent that people could not see it clearly. Therefore, everyone could see that if Fu She had not pulled out his second short sword in time, Chu Mu's slash would have been enough to make Fu She lose his ability to fight.
Xiang Tianhe, An Han, and the rest looked as if they had seen a ghost. A trace of seriousness flashed in Wan Pan's eyes. He also could not imagine that a person could be so outstanding in all aspects of swordsmanship.
As for the judges, other than being dumbfounded, they were all secretly excited. At the same time, they were secretly guessing how Chu Mu had cultivated. He gave them the feeling that he was a bottomless pit.
The chief judge looked calm, but his heart was in a perilous situation. He could say with certainty that Chu Mu was the most unique swordsman he had ever seen. Even the person who had caused the catastrophe of the Sword Mansion sixty years ago was not as frightening as Chu Mu in terms of swordsmanship! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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