Wan Liufeng was standing alone on the Heaven Wasteland Monastery's Sword Battle Arena. Below the Sword Battle Arena, there were more and more people.
The Four Absolutes of the monastery, Wan Liufeng, Ji Yuning, and Long Xinyue hadn't fought yet. Their fame had long since spread far and wide. As for Pei Wushou, he didn't have the slightest bit of fame. But he loved to fight. He used his sword and his strength to let others know that he was extremely powerful. He was comparable to Wan Liufeng, Ji Yuning, and Long Xinyue. That was why he was considered one of the Four Absolutes.
Now, Wan Liufeng was actually standing on the Sword Battle Arena. That immediately caused many guesses. Could it be that Wan Liufeng was going to fight?
Then who was his opponent?
As the news spread out, more and more swordsmen rushed over and surrounded the battle arena in circles. It was very lively.
"Just who is it that wants to fight with Bai Yi and Yu Jian?"
"Could it be Pei Wushou?"
"It shouldn't be him. Look, Pei Wushou isn't going up."
"Could it be Ji Yuning or Long Xinyue?"
"That's not likely either of them."
"Then who is it? Since he's so powerful, let's have Wan Liufeng fight. "
Amidst countless guesses, Chu Mu finally arrived.
There were too many people, so Chu Mu immediately used his movement technique. Like a graceful swan, he crossed the vast sky. Everyone only caught a glimpse of a white light flickering like a shooting star. Soon after, another person appeared on the fighting stage, facing Wan Liufeng.
"Could it be that he's going to fight with young master Wan Liufeng?"
Pei Wushou was startled. Then his eyes blazed. He hadn't expected it to be him. Now there would be a good show to watch.
"Look, he's also wearing white robes like young master Wan Liufeng."
"Nonsense, is that even white? That's silver. How can he compare to young master Wan Liufeng?" This was one of Wan Liufeng's diehard fans.
Indeed, the color of Chu Mu's robes was a bit different from Wan Liufeng's.
However, that wasn't the Silver Moon Robe. That was because Chu Mu's current cultivation base wasn't at the Origin realm. So he couldn't bear the Silver Moon Robe's power. It was just an ordinary robe. In terms of quality, it was far inferior to Wan Liufeng's robe.
"Isn't that person the one who repeatedly rejected Pei Wushou's challenge?"
Someone recognized Chu Mu.
There was a lot of discussion, and it was very noisy and lively. Everyone had their own opinions, but basically, they were all optimistic about Wan Liufeng and believed that Chu Mu was trying to play to the gallery, and so on.
"If you have the guts to insult me, then you must also have the guts to bear my wrath." Wan Liufeng stared at Chu Mu, his eyes filled with a sense of superiority as he coldly spoke. The crowd below immediately burst into an uproar. So, it was this person who had insulted Wan Liufeng.
"You really don't know the difference between life and death. You actually dare to insult Bai Yi and Yu Jian."
"As far as I know, those who insulted him are all dead. Although we can't kill people here, a round of humiliation is unavoidable."
There were all kinds of gloating.
At this time, the middle-aged swordsman from the Heaven Wasteland Earth Palace also noticed this, but he didn't approach. With his eyesight, he could see everything clearly.
"Very well. Let me see just how strong you are," the middle-aged swordsman said.
Chu Mu's uniqueness made him uncertain. Bringing him back to the Heaven Wasteland Earth Palace was a must, but how to arrange it was a problem.
In front of him was an opportunity to see just how strong Chu Mu was. Although it wasn't all of his strength, it was still a chance to probe a little.
"I'll give you a chance. Kneel down and apologize, and tell me the secret of how you passed the three tests directly. Then, I'll let you go this time," said Wan Liufeng. His arrogant tone sounded very natural.
"White clothes and jade sword, that's all there is to it," said Chu Mu indifferently.
"This is the Heaven Wasteland Courtyard. I won't kill you, but I'll leave a deep impression on you." Wan Liufeng's expression became increasingly cold.
Pei Wushou, Ji Yuning, and Long Xinyue stood in the crowd and watched. Other than Pei Wushou, Ji Yuning and Long Xinyue were also secretly sneering at Chu Mu for overestimating himself.
Wan Liufeng truly was arrogant, but that was because his talent was outstanding. Furthermore, he had an extraordinary background. It was undeniable that he was very strong. They also didn't have the confidence to defeat him.
Of course, Wan Liufeng also didn't have the ability to defeat them. That was just his own guess. It was a conclusion he had reached after exchanging blows with them many times.
Wan Liufeng slowly pulled out his sword. A cold aura immediately spread out, enveloping the entire arena.
"Draw your sword." Wan Liufeng drew his sword and pointed it at Chu Mu as he coldly spoke.
"The sword is here. Let's see if you have the qualifications to make it unsheathe." Chu Mu's tone was very calm, but his words were extremely shocking.
"What an arrogant brat." The middle-aged swordsman in the distance had clearly heard their conversation. He was first startled, but then he shook his head.
The spectators were also stunned by Chu Mu's words.
Wan Liufeng's sword stabbed out. His sword moved along with him at an extremely fast speed, stabbing toward Chu Mu's throat.
A cold light blossomed in front of Chu Mu's eyes.
"As expected of the white-clothed jade sword. What a fast sword."
"Not only is it fast, but it's also elegant."
"Gorgeous and practical. What a stunning sword."
"This person will lose without a doubt."
From Wan Liufeng's attack, it could be seen that his swordsmanship foundation was very solid. He had been tempered thousands of times, far surpassing the average swordsman. However, compared to Chu Mu, there was still a huge gap.
In the eyes of others, it was a perfect and stunning sword. However, in Chu Mu's eyes, there were many flaws.
With a flash, Chu Mu escaped from Wan Liufeng's sword. This made Wan Liufeng suddenly feel a sense of emptiness. Suddenly, he had a feeling that he didn't know how to deal with it.
This kind of feeling was something he had when he first started practicing the sword. It had been a long time since he last felt like this.
Chu Mu didn't even pull out his sword. Along with the sword sheath, he took the opportunity to slash at Wan Liufeng's neck.
It was neither fast nor slow, but it had a unique rhythm that made the middle-aged swordsman's eyes light up.
"What superb swordsmanship …" The middle-aged swordsman discovered something that shocked him. With just one sword, he could see the clues. His attainments in swordsmanship were extremely profound and shocking.
Wan Liufeng couldn't avoid it. In terms of swordsmanship, he had only barely entered the first level of the Sword Domain. Compared to Chu Mu's seventh level, the difference was like heaven and earth.
After missing the opportunity, how could he avoid it?
The sword sheath slashed across Wan Liufeng's neck, making him feel a sense of horror. It was as if his neck had been sliced open.
Below, there was a group of people with their mouths wide open like toads.
The scene in front of him had a sense of confusion. It was as if it was an illusion.
The powerful Young Master Wan Liufeng's swordsmanship was stronger than others. How could he be defeated by a single sword strike? Moreover, it was a nobody.
Even Wan Liufeng himself couldn't believe it. He stroked his neck with a look of disbelief on his face. If the sword just now had been the tip of a sword, it would have already broken through his protective sword aura and slit his neck open.
However, he didn't use sword energy when he attacked just now.
"You have some ability." After Wan Liufeng finished speaking, he attacked again.
This sword strike contained sword energy and sword intent. It was even sharper and more shocking. The air above the arena was directly sliced apart.
Wan Liufeng had brought out his true ability.
Chu Mu stared at Wan Liufeng's every move. He didn't miss any detail. It was all within his grasp.
In truth, even if Chu Mu's sword intent was sealed by the Godseal Blood Curse, his realm was still there. It wasn't something Wan Liufeng could compare to.
Seeing through the flaw with a glance, Chu Mu attacked again. He still didn't unsheathe his sword. Instead, he lightly tapped the sheath with his sword and imbued it with sword aura. Although it seemed slow, it was actually faster as it stabbed towards Wan Liufeng.
In the eyes of others, it looked as if both sides were about to suffer.
Before Wan Liufeng's sword could reach Chu Mu, the speed of Chu Mu's sword increased explosively. He took the lead and pierced through Wan Liufeng's protective sword aura. He pointed at Wan Liufeng's chest, where his heart was.
A tyrannical force caused Wan Liufeng to take a step back. He let out a muffled groan. His chest felt stuffy and his heart felt like it was being stabbed.
Before he could react, he felt his palm being cut open. The pain was unbearable. Then, his sword was stirred up and flew out of his hand.
Clang! That was the sound of the sword falling to the ground. Only now did Wan Liufeng react. He stared at his sword on the ground in a daze, his eyes filled with mockery.
A swordsman who couldn't even hold his own sword. What a joke.
The spectating swordsmen also didn't react. The scene in front of them was beyond their understanding. It caused their minds to stop.
Chu Mu tapped his foot and leaped into the air. He flew past the crowd and quickly left.
"Good boy, this sword technique … is simply … simply …" The middle-aged swordsman was incomparably excited. His entire body was trembling. He didn't know how to describe it.
Chu Mu returned to his room and closed the door. There was nothing to be excited about fighting with Wan Liufeng. The difference in strength was too obvious.
Unless Wan Liufeng could temper his sword intent and profundity to the first revolution, and his control of strength reached a deeper level, he would be able to pose a threat to the current Chu Mu. Otherwise, he would be an ant.
The words' self-disgrace 'kept circulating in Wan Liufeng's mind. His complexion kept changing. It was green, red, and white. Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His entire body fell backwards.
Only with a bang did the surrounding swordsmen wake up.
"What happened?"
"Ah … why did Young Master Wan Liufeng fall?"
"He spat out blood. He's injured …"
"Why did Bai Yiyu's sword fall to the ground?"
"It seems … it seems Young Master Wan Liufeng was defeated …"
"Defeated … How is that possible …"
"Young Master Wan Liufeng is one of the four absolutes. How could he be defeated?"
"This is the truth in front of our eyes."
Pei Wushou's eyes became even more fervent. He looked in the direction Chu Mu left and muttered something. Ji Yuning and Long Xinyue's faces were filled with shock.
They saw very clearly how Wan Liufeng was defeated.
Just one move, just one move, and Wan Liufeng was defeated by Chu Mu. Moreover, Chu Mu didn't even draw his sword.
What kind of concept was this?
He didn't even draw his sword, and he defeated Wan Liufeng with one sword. Although this was a contest of sword techniques, it was too inconceivable …
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