Not only did Chu Mu's ranking move up a lot, but no one dared to underestimate him.
Without Sword Intent or Profound, he was able to defeat an opponent who had reached the Fourth Revolution in Sword Intent and Profound, whose control of power had reached the Advanced Stage, and whose mastery of the Sky Desolation Sword Technique had also reached a profound level.
Some people even imagined that if Chu Mu could use Sword Intent and Profound, how powerful would he be?
It made people exclaim in admiration, jealous, and even more regretful. Such a genius, such a monstrous talent, was destroyed just like that. It was really a pity, a pity …
The competition continued. As Chu Mu defeated his opponent, he stepped into the 177th seat. The following battles had nothing to do with him. As for the disciple he defeated, his seat became the 223rd seat. When it was his turn, he had to choose another opponent to battle.
If he won, he would advance to the fourth round. If he lost, he would be eliminated in the third round. It was so simple and cruel.
Simply put, as long as he could win once in each round, he would not be eliminated.
The disciple who was defeated by Chu Mu was indeed not weak. In the second half of the third round, his opponent was obviously not as strong as him. After a fierce battle, his opponent was defeated by his sword. This allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief and advance to the fourth round. His ranking also rose from the 223rd seat to the 198th seat.
The third round of the competition ended. Without any rest, the fourth round of the competition immediately began.
In the third round of the competition, 130 disciples were eliminated at once. There were 270 disciples left. The vacant seats were taken away, leaving 270 seats scattered around the arena.
The fourth round of the competition was also divided into two parts. The first 135 disciples would advance to the first part, while the last 135 disciples would advance to the second part. Chu Mu's ranking meant that he was in the second part of the competition.
Apart from Chu Mu, the disciples who were able to advance to the fourth round of the competition had all reached the Fourth Revolution in Sword Intent and Profound. Their control of power was at least at the Advanced Stage, and many of them had also reached the Advanced Stage. Their mastery of the Sky Desolation Sword Technique had also reached a very profound level. Their overall strength was very strong.
Unless the gap between them was extremely large, it was almost impossible to defeat the opponent with one sword strike. It was conceivable that there would be a lot of exciting and intense battles.
In the first match of the fourth round, Namo was still the first to make his choice.
"Number 200," Nan Wu said casually, as if he was still in a trance.
The entire body of the number 200 participating disciple shook, and his expression froze. A wisp of hesitation and a trace of struggle flashed on his face before he stood up and walked towards the center of the arena with large strides.
His sword intent and profound had both reached the fourth revolution. Even though Nan Wu was powerful, he had yet to make a move. Even though he knew that he was no match for him, he did not think that he would be defeated so easily.
To be able to cultivate to his current level, his will was very firm. He would definitely not admit defeat easily.
The fact that the two hundred contestants didn't admit defeat immediately made the audience excited. They all stared at Nan Wu.
Nan Wu was a little surprised, but he didn't show it. He stood up and took a step forward. As if he was weightless, he silently floated in front of the two hundred participants.
Nan Wu's temperament was very unique. It gave people a feeling that he didn't exist. If they didn't look at him carefully, they would ignore him at once. But in the blink of an eye, his temperament changed dramatically. It was as if he had come from the void, bursting out an amazing invisible aura. He immediately became the center of the world and the focus of everyone's attention.
From no sense of existence to a strong sense of existence in an instant, the sharp contrast made people feel surprised. At the same time, it also made his opponent, the two hundred participants, tremble all over, as if his heart had been hit by a strong impact.
With a clang, he unsheathed his sword. Sword Light swayed, as cold as ice. The momentum of the two hundred participants became fierce. With the sword in hand, the sword intent burst out, and all the negative emotions were destroyed.
An astonishing Fourth Revolution Sword Intent soared into the sky, and the profound meaning of thunder evolved into countless lightning arcs that crazily danced around his body, causing the fighting spirit of the two hundred participating disciples to soar to the sky, as if he was a mighty and domineering god of thunder.
Nan Wu didn't care at all. He just looked at his opponent with an indifferent look. If one looked carefully, they would find that Nan Wu's eyes were unfocused. In other words, he didn't care about his opponent at all, or even ignored him.
As if sensing the other party's disregard, the two hundred participating disciples were enraged. Even if you are stronger than me, you can't ignore me like this. Their bodies trembled, and all their strength surged. An earth-shattering sword pierced through the sky. In a breath's time, there were dozens of transformations. In the end, it turned into a bolt of lightning that tore through the sky, as if it was raging thunder.
In the face of such a powerful Sword Light, Nan Wu still didn't react. When the thunderous Sword Light arrived in front of him, his left hand holding the sword shook as if it had never moved. The thunderous Sword Light shattered in an instant, and the two hundred participants were sent flying backward, as if their heads had been hit by a strong force.
In just a moment, Nan Wu had won.
"What a terrifying strength …"
"Nan Wu's strength is even more amazing than two years ago."
"He didn't even pull out his sword. He just shook his hand and defeated his opponent?"
"This kid is very strong. Even this old man is tempted." The Third Elder of the True Palace said slowly.
Chu Mu's expression was a bit dignified. Nan Wu's attack didn't seem fast, but it was hard to see clearly. Even with his extraordinary eyesight, he could only see a blurry scene. Of course, this was also related to the fact that his Sword Intent Esoteric Star was sealed, which greatly reduced his five senses.
But no matter what, Nan Wu was worthy of Chu Mu's attention. He had to pay attention to him, because he might become Chu Mu's opponent in the future.
Strong, very strong!
Many people, such as Chi Xiao and Ben Hu, had a strong fighting spirit in their eyes.
Nan Wu floated back to the first seat and sat down. He continued to be in a daze. Perhaps only a strong opponent could attract his attention.
Chi Xiao also chose an opponent. The opponent didn't admit defeat. After entering the arena, Chi Xiao sent him flying with a palm strike in an absolutely domineering manner. Ben Hu's attack was also domineering. However, his domineering aura was different from Chi Xiao's demonic aura. He was more like a ferocious tiger, roaring in the forest.
Duan Yulong glanced at Chu Mu and chose someone else.
Nie Yunjie glanced at Chu Mu. His gaze paused for a moment, but he also chose someone else. Chu Mu's performance was indeed good, and somewhat unexpected. However, Nie Yunjie had defeated Chu Mu with a single strike before. The arrogant him disdained to choose Chu Mu. Moreover, with his strength, as long as his opponent wasn't in the top ten, it wouldn't be difficult for him to win.
After Nie Yunjie easily defeated his opponent, it was Gao Wang's turn.
Gao Wang glanced around and finally looked at Chu Mu's face. A frivolous smile appeared on his face, "I choose number 177."
The people who were paying attention to Chu Mu all exclaimed in a low voice.
"This time, Chu Mu is definitely going to lose."
"Gao Wang is not an ordinary swordsman. He is extremely powerful. Chu Mu is going to lose."
No one was optimistic about Chu Mu's chances, because Gao Wang's strength was publicly acknowledged.
"Seems like this little guy's battle is going to end here."
"Fourth round. At most, he can last until the fifth round."
Because even if Chu Mu lost to Gao Wang, he still had one more chance to challenge.
Being chosen by Gao Wang, Chu Mu was also a little surprised. However, he wasn't afraid. With a change of thought, Chu Mu stood up and walked towards the center of the arena.
"I'll let you have three strikes, so that you won't say that I bullied you." Gao Wang looked at Chu Mu and smiled proudly.
Chu Mu was never a person who relied on luck. He only believed in strength. His opponent's attitude was a little arrogant, but his strength was undeniable. Even if he hadn't fought yet, Chu Mu could still feel it.
He drew his sword and waved it three times in the air.
"Three swords have passed." Chu Mu said indifferently. He had his own pride, and that was his unyielding character.
"Interesting." The corner of Gao Wang's mouth revealed a frivolous smile. "Since that's the case, I'll let you see my sword."
As his voice faded, Gao Wang's sword shot out from the scabbard. His body followed the sword. The sword was like a meteor descending from the sky. It was extremely fast. The sword pressure was compressed into a point. It was incomparably sharp. It pierced through the void and shot towards Chu Mu. Immediately, Chu Mu felt as if his whole body was being pierced.
This sword was too fast. It was so fast that it was hard to follow with one's eyes. It was also so fast that it exceeded Chu Mu's perception. Even if he released his mental remembrance and captured the trajectory, his body was unable to dodge in time.
The sword pierced through the gap, aiming straight for the flaw.
Gao Wang's sword style changed. Everything in front of him was dazzled. The flaw disappeared in an instant. A new flaw appeared and was discovered by Chu Mu. However, Chu Mu couldn't change his sword style any faster to counterattack. He could only withdraw and retreat.
As soon as Gao Wang launched his attack, the Sword Light was endless. It was like an endless stream of water. However, every sword contained a terrifying power. With a slight collision, Chu Mu felt that the sword in his hand almost flew out of his hand.
His spiritual consciousness attack didn't have any effect on Gao Wang because Gao Wang's spiritual consciousness was very strong. It was only slightly weaker than Chu Mu's. Coupled with the sword intent, it was enough to directly destroy Chu Mu's spiritual consciousness attack in his spiritual world before it could take effect.
Gao Wang's attack was like a storm, but also like a gurgling stream. It alternated and had a myriad of changes. Chu Mu could only keep retreating and blocking.
The two swords collided again. A huge impact burst out and Chu Mu's body flew out.
"You win," Chu Mu said faintly as Gao Wang was about to attack again. Sheathing his sword back in its scabbard, Chu Mu said faintly.
"At least you know what's good for you." Gao Wang also sheathed his sword and smiled frivolously.
Chu Mu's expression didn't change. He knew that he was no match for Gao Wang now. His purpose was only to see Gao Wang's swordsmanship and strength. That was all.
The battle in the competition wasn't just to get a ranking. It was also to improve oneself because it was also a kind of experience.
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