Fan Bufan stood on the arena with a pale face and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, which he wiped away with his hand.
He never expected that he would be defeated like this. In just a dozen moves, he was defeated by his opponent. Not only did his opponent not suffer any injuries, he did not seem to have consumed much energy either.
Fan Bufan, whose pride was deep in his bones, found it hard to accept the reality before his eyes. But the reality was the reality. No matter how unwilling he was, it still happened.
"You are still weak." The third battle general sheathed his sword and stared at Fan Bufan with a cold smile.
A simple sentence, four words, made Fan Bufan's pale face turn ashen. He almost spat out another mouthful of blood.
Helplessly, the third battle general's foundation was indeed better than Fan Bufan's. His absolute strength was also above Fan Bufan's. Fan Bufan had not cultivated the Nine Cycle Heart Seal because he did not have enough Sky Edge Coins. On the other hand, he did not understand it.
"Is there no one else among you who can fight me?" The third battle general ignored Fan Bufan. He shifted his gaze and swept across the swordsmen from the nine continents. The arrogance and loftiness in his eyes made people feel extremely uncomfortable: "Where is Chu Mu? Could it be that none of you went to call Chu Mu over? "
Since his name had already been called, Chu Mu naturally wouldn't remain indifferent.
With a flash, Chu Mu leaped up and landed on the arena.
"It's Chu Mu …"
"Chu Mu is here."
Not only the swordsmen from the Ancient Sword Continent, but even the swordsmen from the Immemorial World exclaimed. However, their exclamations were different. The swordsmen from the Ancient Sword Continent were pleasantly surprised, while the swordsmen from the Immemorial World were shocked.
"He's Chu Mu …" Fan Bufan's sharp gaze instantly locked onto Chu Mu. Chu Mu's name was something he had heard so many times that calluses were about to grow out of his ears. However, he had never seen Chu Mu before. If they met on the road, Fan Bufan wouldn't even know it was Chu Mu.
"You are Chu Mu?" The third general stared at Chu Mu for a while, then chuckled, "You don't look like much."
"I'm sorry, but I don't have three heads and six arms," Chu Mu said coolly.
His words immediately led to a roar of laughter. Most of the laughter came from the swordsmen of the Ancient Sword Continent. They all supported Chu Mu.
The third battle general had good manners and did not become angry because of this.
"Indeed, you do not have three heads and six arms. Thus, I will defeat you in front of everyone and let them know that the person they admire is nothing more than this." The third general chuckled and said, "You simply do not have the qualifications to challenge Lord Sikong Zhan."
"Whether or not I'm qualified is up to me," Chu Mu replied indifferently.
In the exchange of words, he did not show any weakness.
"We will have to verify whether you are qualified or not." The third general roared and pulled out his huge sword. His aura rolled out and the sword pressure exploded. It rolled over and was extremely domineering. "Pull out your sword. I will give you the chance to attack first."
"No need. If I attack, you won't have the chance." Chu Mu did not move at all. His expression did not change and he was calm. It was a stark contrast to his opponent who was ready to attack.
"As expected, the younger generation is arrogant." The third war general let out a cold laugh. As he waved his enormous sword, he stepped forward and his power control exploded. His entire body transformed into an arrow that left a bow. With a powerful whistling sound, he left behind afterimages as he rapidly approached Chu Mu.
The huge sword slashed down with a weak sound. Just as it was about to touch Chu Mu's protective sword aura, sword intent poured in and instantly cut through the protective sword aura. It slashed towards Chu Mu's head at an even faster speed. The power poured in and then exploded. The terrifying sword pressure made Chu Mu feel suffocated.
This strike was the third general's true strength. It was domineering and filled with power, causing the swordsmen below the arena who were facing this strike to involuntarily feel as if they were being crushed by the enormous, sharp, and domineering sword pressure. They found it difficult to breathe and could not help but take two steps back.
Chu Mu's long hair was blown back by the terrifying sword wind. His robe also seemed to be blown back by the wind, making rustling sounds.
The huge sword slashed down and Chu Mu was cut in half from his forehead.
The third general's expression changed because he did not feel like he had hit anyone. This attack had missed and only hit the afterimage left behind by Chu Mu.
His intuition from countless life and death battles allowed him to react quickly. He moved his feet and spun his body. He held his sword with both hands and quickly swept it in a circle before lifting it upwards.
Chu Mu's sword tapped on the third general's huge sword. Using the rebound force, he jumped high into the air and twisted in midair before falling down like a falling meteor.
The third general raised his head and waved his huge sword with both hands. Two sword rays broke through the air like crescent moons, shooting straight upwards.
The swordsmen of the Immemorial World placed great importance on the control of power. This did not mean that they did not know how to use sword rays to attack from a distance. It was just that the difference between the power of sword rays and the control of power was too great, so it was often used as an interference.
The third general's goal was to interfere with Chu Mu.
Immediately after the two sword rays, the third general used his power control and poured it into his legs. With a boom, his entire body shot up. With an earth-shattering boom, he held the giant sword with both hands and stabbed it upwards. His power surged, ready to pour into the sword and explode at any moment.
One up and one down.
Chu Mu swung his sword twice and deflected the two sword rays. The eight Desolate Sky Swords slashed down without any sound. They drew an arc of light in the air. Chu Mu's falling figure instantly changed slightly.
Like two bolts of lightning, they instantly crossed each other in the air.
The third general rushed upwards, while Chu Mu rushed downwards. With his sword out, the control of power exploded. The sound of wind and thunder surged and roared endlessly. Vaguely, one could even see the air expanding and exploding.
The two figures crossed each other. Chu Mu landed on the ground. The third general rushed up a few meters before falling down. He faced Chu Mu from a distance of more than ten meters.
"You're too weak." Chu Mu shook off the blood on the tip of his sword and sheathed it.
The third general's expression kept changing like a chameleon. There was a long wound on his chest. Blood had already dyed his robe red.
The moment the two figures passed each other, Chu Mu's sword knocked away the third general's huge sword and left a wound on the third general's chest. If Chu Mu had not shown mercy, this strike would have been enough to seriously injure the third general.
The result was very hard for the third general to accept. He had actually lost, and lost very quickly. If his opponent had not shown mercy, he would have been seriously injured, and not just a flesh wound.
"Defeating me can only mean that your strength is not bad. But compared to Lord Sikong Zhan, it's like the difference between the sky and the earth." The third general said with a gloomy face.
The thirteen generals' belief and worship for Sikong Zhan had almost reached a fanatical level.
"There's no point in saying more. If I can defeat you, then I can naturally defeat Sikong Zhan." Chu Mu said indifferently. He did not want to continue arguing as it was meaningless. "If you're not convinced, you can call the other generals to fight me."
With that, Chu Mu turned around and walked down the arena.
"Well said. Beat them until they're all convinced." A swordsman from the Ancient Sword Continent roared with an excited tone.
The swordsmen from the Immemorial World were silent. The third general, who was also very strong in their hearts, had been defeated so easily by Chu Mu. What qualifications did they have to refute, unless there was someone who could defeat Chu Mu?
"Chu Mu …" Staring at Chu Mu's back, Fan Bufan clenched his fists. His expression kept changing. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Good boy, the Immemorial World is the world that truly suits you." Su Haosha walked up and patted Chu Mu's shoulder as he laughed.
Even though Chu Mu's strength had surpassed his and he had become a famous figure in the Sky Edge Sword Palace, Su Haosha still did not change his attitude towards Chu Mu. Just like before, he treated him as a friend. This made Chu Mu feel very comfortable.
"I believe that in the Immemorial World, as long as we have enough resources, we can rise up." Chu Mu smiled.
"Well said. Let's go to your Sword Tower. Recently, I've made some progress in controlling my strength. However, I still have many questions that I need to ask you." Su Haosha said. The eyes of the swordsmen beside him immediately lit up.
"Brother Chu, why don't we take some of your time and teach us how to better control our strength?" A swordsman hesitated for a moment before speaking. His tone carried a hint of pleading. When the other swordsmen heard this, their gazes all gathered on Chu Mu's face. There was hope in their eyes.
"Okay." Chu Mu thought for a moment before agreeing.
The moment Chu Mu agreed, the swordsmen were immediately overjoyed. The swordsmen from the Immemorial World were envious.
A group of more than a thousand people all headed towards Chu Mu's Sword Tower.
The first floor of the Sword Tower was big enough, but it was still very crowded to accommodate more than a thousand people. However, in order to listen to Chu Mu's explanation of strength control, they didn't care about this little bit of crowding.
In terms of strength control, Chu Mu had already cultivated to a deeper level of Immemorial Realm. Right now, he was moving towards an even deeper level of Immemorial Realm. He was far ahead of the others. Therefore, it wasn't difficult for him to guide these swordsmen who had yet to reach Immemorial Realm.
After pondering for a moment, Chu Mu began to explain the so-called strength control under everyone's gazes.
His explanation was based on his own experience. He integrated various examples, making the explanation more vivid, clearer, and easier to understand.
As the swordsmen listened, they all felt as if they were suddenly enlightened. It was as if the clouds parted to reveal the moon.
"Today's explanation will end here. If there is a chance in the future, I will explain it again." Chu Mu ended the explanation and said in the end, "Perhaps after listening this time, you all felt that you understood what strength control was and felt that you might be able to cultivate strength control very quickly. However, in reality, that was just an illusion. You all still need to work harder and integrate what I said. Only by understanding it thoroughly and practicing hard can you truly achieve strength control or even Immemorial Realm."
Everyone was still unsatisfied. However, since Chu Mu said that the explanation was over, they didn't dare to ask for more. They only hoped that there would be such an opportunity in the future. (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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