The strength of his opponent immediately brought great pressure to Chu Mu.
In an instant, Chu Mu saw the flaws in his opponent's sword moves, but he was unable to counterattack because his opponent was too fast. Moreover, there was a strange force that connected with each sword move, making the power of each sword move seem to be one.
If Chu Mu had enough strength, he would be able to strike the moment he discovered the flaws and defeat his opponent in one strike. However, he was helpless. The disadvantage of not being able to use sword intent and profound was finally revealed.
Using the Flying Swan Illusory Steps, his body was like a wisp of smoke, like a swan. It seemed real and illusory, like a dream. He seemed to be advancing, but he was actually retreating.
In the eyes of others, Chu Mu was like a moth darting into a flame as he charged towards number 177's Sword Light. It seemed like he was committing suicide, but in reality, Chu Mu was rapidly retreating, pulling away from his opponent.
The changes in that instant were extremely fast. More than a dozen Sword Light split apart and pierced through Chu Mu's figure, shattering it and disappearing. Only then did the crowd realize that it was just an afterimage.
"What a brilliant footwork."
"Apart from his outstanding swordsmanship, Chu Mu's footwork is also brilliant."
"It's a pity that his sword intent and profound have been sealed …"
No matter how amazing or outstanding Chu Mu's performance was, in the eyes of the Third Palace Master and the True Palace Elder, there was only pity and regret.
A swordsman relied on sword intent as the primary and profound as the secondary. Only then could a swordsman display their strength to the fullest. Without sword intent and profound, only sword origin and physical strength, there would be flaws. With flaws, there would be no way to become stronger and reach the peak of the Way of the Sword.
Disciple number 177's expression did not change after his sword missed. He stamped his foot on the ground and leapt into the air. He sheathed his sword at his waist and shot towards Chu Mu like an arrow piercing through the air.
His expression was cold. He had already been an outer palace disciple for eight or nine years, and he would often head out to gain experience. He would battle with desolate beasts and people, and he had walked on the brink of death countless times. He had developed a tenacious mind and will, and he was already able to calmly face everything.
The swift and fierce aura hit his face as if he was riding the wind and breaking the waves. The Wind Upanishad blended into his body, and he moved in a straight line, splitting the air to the left and right. His speed increased, and he arrived in front of Chu Mu in just a blink.
The Sword Light seemed to have been unsheathed once again as it slashed out in a perfect arc. It cut through the space in front of it like a crescent moon.
Chu Mu could tell at a glance that the first five moves of the Heavenly Desolation Sword Art had been integrated into this move. It was very powerful, especially under the amplification of Sword Essence and Wind Ultimacy. This move seemed to be able to cut open a mountain.
The dazzling Sword Light immediately attracted the attention of countless people. The sharp and dreamy Sword Light was like a crescent moon as it shot towards Chu Mu.
"He's about to lose." Liu Xingcheng couldn't help but secretly rejoice.
"It seems like he can only walk up to here." Many elders guessed.
The crescent moon-like Sword Light rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes, and it filled his eyes. The terrifying sword aura came crushing down, cutting through everything. It had the swiftness of the wind and the sharpness of Sword Essence.
Chu Mu had many ways to counterattack, but he couldn't use any of them. This was because the absolute difference in strength made him unable to grasp the opportunity even though he could see it. The change happened in an instant.
Chu Mu wasn't anxious at all. He was very patient as he used the Flying Swan Illusory Steps to dodge again.
Ever since the Flying Swan Illusory Steps was created by Chu Mu, it had been improved time and time again, reaching perfection and surpassing perfection. Although the name was the same, its essence had been improved by many levels.
The miraculous Flying Swan Illusory Steps were like a dream, real and fake, illusory and real. It only took a split second for Chu Mu to dodge his opponent's sharp Sword Light once again, and his afterimage was shattered.
His opponent didn't give up, and continued to attack. The Profound of Wind merged with his body, and his entire body seemed to transform into a gust of wind that blew towards Chu Mu. Whistling sounds rang out, and following that, streams of cyan Qi visible to the naked eye appeared in the surroundings, converging from all directions and rushing towards Chu Mu.
Those cyan Qi streams were like spiritual snakes, coiling around Chu Mu like ropes, as if they wanted to bind Chu Mu.
Chu Mu's expression was calm. His Movement Technique changed, and his body followed suit. He avoided the cyan Qi streams one by one, and those he couldn't avoid, he used his Sword Light to shatter them.
The cyan Qi streams contained traces of the Profound of Wind. They weren't very powerful, and their purpose was to restrict Chu Mu's movements, creating a better opportunity for himself to attack.
Although Chu Mu managed to dodge and shatter the cyan Qi streams, Chu Mu's agility was also affected. This allowed participant number one hundred and seventy-seven to seize the opportunity. Riding on the wind, he swung his sword rapidly. In an instant, more than ten slashes were sent out, creating a violent storm.
Heaven and earth were boundless, and the hurricane roared!
A cyan light flickered in the eyes of participant number one hundred and seventy-seven. Like a ghost, he appeared behind Chu Mu, as if he had rushed out from the wind, bringing with him waves of cyan Qi streams.
Another stab was sent out. Sword Light exploded into more than ten rays, enveloping Chu Mu's back.
It was a pincer attack, and cyan Qi streams coiled around Chu Mu's left and right in an attempt to bind Chu Mu, causing him to fall into a predicament.
The hurricane-like Sword Light and the exploding Sword Light attacked Chu Mu from the front and back. The elders of the inner palace were watching closely. Once Chu Mu was in danger, they would have to intervene and save Chu Mu. Of course, that would also mean that Chu Mu would lose.
In an instant, countless people's gazes were attracted. Chu Mu's body was instantly hit and torn into pieces. Under the collision of the hurricane and the Sword Light, they exploded into smoke. However, the elders of the inner palace didn't move, because Chu Mu appeared in the air like an eagle that had broken out of its cage.
His body turned upside down and fell down. His sword was sheathed again, and his speed exploded to the extreme.
In an instant, a sword light shot out from the scabbard, causing everyone to feel dazzled. It was as if five Chu Mu had simultaneously appeared beside the competing disciple number 177. Some were high, some were low, and all of them attacked from different directions and angles. Sword after sword, attack after attack.
"It is indeed exquisite. Unfortunately, it doesn't have enough power." Participant number one hundred and seventy-seven was shocked and revealed a cold smile.
Chu Mu's counterattack was perfectly timed. He couldn't dodge and could only take it head-on.
Fortunately, Chu Mu's every sword attack wasn't powerful enough. Without sword intent and profound power, he could completely block it.
As his body turned, he quickly sent out five sword attacks. Each sword attack emitted an extremely strong power, shattering Chu Mu's attack and the five figures.
"Not good!" Participant number one hundred and seventy-seven's heart skipped a beat. He thought that one of the five figures must be the real body, but now he realized that the five figures were all illusions. Where was the real body?
Just as this question popped up in his mind, the green smoke in front of him gradually dissipated, revealing a figure. That figure was in a posture.
He stood with his feet as wide as his shoulders, like a towering mountain that had existed since time immemorial. He held his sword high, as if it was connected to the sky. His eyes emitted a shocking cold light.
A huge and pure sword pressure was released, enveloping the surroundings. It instantly gathered and turned into an illusionary sword, slashing down from above.
The terrifying sword pressure stunned participant number one hundred and seventy-seven. Chu Mu's sword had already slashed down. It was a sword that could split heaven and earth.
There was no way to dodge it. Its speed was so fast that even blocking it became difficult.
"This is …"
"He has merged the first twenty moves of the Sky Desolation Sword Art into one!"
"He has only learned the Sky Desolation Sword Art for a little more than a year, but he has already practiced it to such a level."
The sword that was formed by merging the first twenty moves of the Sky Desolation Sword Art was extremely powerful. It did not have sword intent or profound meaning, but it still released an astonishing sharpness. Threads of pure transparent sword radiance flickered in front of the sword, slicing through the Void in front of it, eliminating resistance and increasing its speed.
He reluctantly raised his sword and used all his strength to block it.
Participant number one hundred and seventy-seven's expression became somewhat ferocious.
Chu Mu's sword slashed down like a crescent moon crashing into the ground. The extreme Mountain Quaking Force was activated.
There was an ear-piercing sound of metal clashing. Countless sparks were as bright as fireworks. Under the influence of the Mountain Quaking Force, all of them shot toward participant number one hundred and seventy-seven.
The Sky Desolation Sword Essence, the extreme Mountain Quaking Force, the power of the sword art, and the impact of the spiritual will condensed into one, turning into an unstoppable torrent of power that rushed out.
Participant number one hundred and seventy-seven only felt that his spiritual world was being attacked. The impact was instantly shattered by his spiritual will and sword intent, but it also distracted him for a moment. The power that he had condensed could not help but loosen, and then it was disintegrated under Chu Mu's sword.
The irresistible impact of the violent power made him unable to hold the sword in his hand and it flew out of his hand. His chest felt as if it had been hit by a giant hammer, and he felt a dull pain. He groaned and could not help but take five or six steps back, a wisp of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
His face alternated between green and white, as if he could not accept the reality in front of him.
There was absolute silence all around. No one had expected the outcome to be like this.
Without using sword intent or profound, Chu Mu had actually defeated his opponent after an intense battle. Chu Mu's performance was too monstrous.
The result was very clear. Under the eyes of everyone, Chu Mu had indeed won. No matter what happened, a win was a win.
Chu Mu, who had won, did not mock his opponent. He only glanced at him indifferently, then turned and walked toward seat number one hundred and seventy-seven. After defeating his opponent, this seat was his. As for the original participant number one hundred and seventy-seven, he had fallen to seat number two hundred and twenty-three.
"Interesting." Chi Xiaoruo looked at Chu Mu with interest and muttered.
"His swordsmanship is not bad, his combat skills are exquisite, and his grasp of the timing of the battle is perfect. Unfortunately, he does not have enough power, sword intent, or profound meaning. Everything is fake," Ben Tiger said.
Nan Wu seemed to be in a daze. He had been like this since the beginning, and he did not seem to care at all. That was because there were no worthy opponents for him to pay attention to.
The competition continued, and it was the turn of number one hundred and seventy-eight. Liu Xingcheng was not in the mood to watch. Instead, he stared fiercely at Chu Mu, feeling disgusted as if he had eaten a fly.
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