On seat number 177, Chu Mu looked indifferent. If one looked closely, one would find that his eyes were out of focus, as if he was absent-minded.
Some people thought that Chu Mu was discouraged by his failure. Only he knew that he was immersed in enlightenment, in enlightenment of Gao Wang's continuous attacks.
What Gao Wang used was not any other Sword Principle or Sword Skill, but the Sky Desolation Sword Principle. However, his attainments in the Sky Desolation Sword Principle were profound and he had already mastered the 99 moves. Moreover, he was able to fully exert the power of the moves. The continuous attacks were like flowing water and like a passing storm. These were all applications of the Sky Desolation Sword Principle.
Dispersing the 99 moves of the Heavenly Desolation Sword Principle and putting them back together, integrating his own understanding and mastery of the Sword Principle, Sword Essence and Ultimacy, etc.
Although Chu Mu had lost the battle with Gao Wang, he had gained a lot. At least his understanding and mastery of the Heavenly Desolation Sword Principle had deepened through enlightenment.
The competition continued. Tu Jinghong showed great fighting strength. His sword was like a flash, extremely fast, and he defeated his opponent. Luo Qiushui's battle was the same as before. Ten moves, no more, no less. He defeated his opponent in ten moves, neither too slow nor too fast. There seemed to be nothing special about it.
However, the really smart people knew that Luo Qiushui's strength was definitely stronger than Tu Jinghong's.
In the fourth round, there were only 270 participating disciples. Chu Mu's 177th place was rather far behind. After being challenged by Gao Wang and losing a match, Chu Mu still had another chance to challenge someone else. However, the target of the challenge could only be a disciple ranked in the top 135, including those ranked in the top 135.
Those who were ranked ahead of Chu Mu had already chosen the weaker participants as their opponents. Basically, all the participants who were not ranked in the top 100 had been challenged. Chu Mu could only choose to challenge the top 100.
This was a great test for Chu Mu. It was a test of vision, a test of luck, and a test of strength.
After three rounds of the competition and entering the fourth round, the disciples who were able to remain in the top 100 were all very powerful.
"It seems that this time, Chu Mu will definitely lose."
"If he loses to Gao Wang once and loses again, he can only stop in the fourth round."
"That's already pretty good. You guys should know that he can't use sword intent or profound. Plus, his cultivation is only at the Entry Level of the Origin Realm. Under such circumstances, to be able to defeat his opponents one by one and enter the fourth round is already a great achievement."
"That's right. If there's even the slightest chance of breaking the Godseal Blood Curse, I really would be tempted to take him in as my last disciple."
No one was optimistic about Chu Mu, even though Chu Mu had not chosen his opponent yet.
Chu Mu wasn't in a hurry. His eyes slowly slid across Nan Wu's face. Some looked at Chu Mu, some closed their eyes to rest, and some showed disdain or provocation.
Gao Wang smiled frivolously at Chu Mu with a hint of provocation.
It was not impossible for Chu Mu to choose Gao Wang, but he would lose his chance and be eliminated.
In the end, Chu Mu's gaze fell on the face of the eightieth participant.
"I choose number eighty," Chu Mu said lightly.
Number eighty's eyes lit up. He suddenly stood up and walked over while laughing.
"I just want to tell you that you've chosen the wrong person. You're not my opponent at all. Just admit your defeat." Number eighty walked to the center of the arena and faced Chu Mu. He was in high spirits and didn't take Chu Mu seriously at all.
Chu Mu wasn't angered by his opponent's provocation. In fact, there was no need for him to be angry. Using strength to defeat his opponent was the best counterattack.
The sword intent and profound displayed by number eighty had both reached the Early Fifth Transformation. His control of strength had also reached the Advanced Level. The Sky Desolation Sword Art was almost at the ninety-seventh move. If he went one step further, he would reach the Advanced Level and his power would increase greatly.
Number eighty was a powerful opponent. He had almost surpassed Chu Mu's limit under normal circumstances.
If he was only at the Fourth Transformation or even the Peak Fourth Transformation, Chu Mu would have a greater chance of winning. The difference between the Early Fifth Transformation and the Peak Fourth Transformation was still very obvious.
However, among the opponents that Chu Mu could choose, their sword intent and profound had at least reached the Fifth Transformation. Number eighty was one of the weaker opponents he could challenge.
"I won't hold back," number eighty said. He pulled out his sword and a sharp light gushed out.
With a flick of his wrist, three sword flowers bloomed like flowers, displaying the superb sword skills of number eighty.
The three sword flowers were still blooming in midair when the eighty participating disciple's figure moved and he leapt into the air. Like a large Peng soaring through the horizon, his sword was like a wing. As he waved it, he flew down and an extremely imposing aura instantly locked onto Chu Mu.
The sword was like an eagle soaring in the sky. It was extremely sharp and sharp. The sword intent and profound of metal swallowed and spat out. They formed a sword light that shot out and shattered the air.
The strongest sword was difficult to block. Just the aura alone was enough to suffocate Chu Mu.
Chu Mu had dozens of ways to deal with this sword. However, due to his lack of strength, he was unable to use them.
Without the slightest hesitation, Chu Mu immediately used Burning Blood Transformation. Essence blood gathered and collided with each other to ignite. The tyrannical and terrifying energy was like a flash flood that engulfed his entire body. Slivers of faint blood colored flames spewed out of his body and swayed around his body, causing Chu Mu to look extremely demonic.
Dacheng's Burning Blood Transformation immediately doubled his strength. It was an all-around increase. His senses also became sharper.
Without wasting any time, Chu Mu unsheathed his sword. The sharpest sword, the strongest sword, combined with the first twenty-five moves of the Sky Desolation Sword Art, turned into a peerless sharpness that could cut through heaven and earth.
Everything was completed in an instant. It was as if the potential of life had been stimulated. It was the strongest sword that Chu Mu could achieve now. The strongest sword could only win and not lose.
The Sky Desolation Sword Origin, the power of the Sky Desolation Sword Body, the extreme Mountain Quaking Energy, the power of Dacheng's Burning Blood Transformation, the impact of spiritual will, the indomitable will to win, and the first twenty-five moves of the Sky Desolation Sword Art were all combined into this sword.
It was extremely stunning and incomparable. It could not be described with words.
Some people directly stood up. Everyone was attracted by Chu Mu's sword. The extremely bright Sword Light pierced through the sky. It was as if it was trying its best to leave a mark in the air.
The eightieth disciple who was flying down from midair was startled, and then his expression changed greatly. Such a sword was extremely fierce and overbearing, and its aura directly dispersed his fierceness, almost suffocating him.
The extremely bright blood-red Sword Light bloomed in front of his eyes. It expanded and filled the world in front of him.
Unable to dodge, the eightieth disciple could only reluctantly change his sword move to block.
In a flash, the two swords collided. The huge impact caused a terrible explosion in the sky. Countless blood-red sparks splashed out like thousands of fireworks.
The powerful impact caused Chu Mu's arm to shake. The sword almost flew out of his hand. Fortunately, he was very good at dissipating the force. He easily dissipated the recoil force and took the opportunity to retreat. After five steps, he paused slightly. His legs were slightly bent, and his center of gravity was lowered. His eyes became sharp, as if he was hunting.
As for the eightieth disciple, he was also sent flying by the strong recoil force. He had nowhere to borrow strength in the air. His body rolled and he tried his best to hold the sword in his hand.
If a swordsman could not even hold the sword in his hand, he would be defeated.
The powerful impact caused Chu Mu's strength to erupt again. With a boom, he rushed into the sky like a blood-red meteor.
The sword stabbed out again.
This sword was obviously not as strong as the previous one, but it was still powerful and stunning.
Kill!
In the air, the eightieth disciple's complexion changed. He was trying to dissipate the recoil force, but Chu Mu's Sword Light was already approaching.
Fiercely clenching his teeth, the eightieth disciple was about to use a secret technique when Chu Mu's Sword Light increased in speed. Before he could use it, it had already struck his chest.
A tyrannical strength erupted, sending the eightieth disciple flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood and felt an unbearable pain in his chest. Just breathing was like burning a knife.
The eightieth disciple had been defeated. When he landed, he clutched his chest and stared at Chu Mu.
Chu Mu withdrew his sword and dispelled the Burning Blood Transformation. The burning of his blood essence made his face pale. He looked tired and weak.
Taking out a Blood Yang Pill, Chu Mu quickly walked to the eightieth seat and sat down.
"He actually used such a method to win the competition."
"A secret technique. The price is probably not small."
"This method can only be used once. It won't be as effective a second time."
"However, this is the only way for Chu Mu to have a chance of winning."
The eightieth disciple was very unwilling to lose like this. However, the truth was the truth. He could only walk to the 177th seat while glaring at Chu Mu. His gaze was as if he wanted to eat Chu Mu up.
Chu Mu ignored his gaze and closed his eyes to rest. While recovering his essence blood, he recalled the battle just now. That ultimate sword, the peak sword, the sure-win sword, caused Chu Mu's essence, energy, and spirit to reach a new height.
The competition continued. One match after another, there were victories and defeats.
Finally, the fourth round of the competition ended. The fifth round of the competition would begin tomorrow.
Chu Mu left the Half Void Realm and was about to return to his room.
"Chu Mu, you are indeed the genius of the Sky Edge Sword Palace that only appears once in a thousand years. You can still make it this far without sword intent." Liu Xingcheng walked over with a fake smile on his face. "However, it's a pity that without sword intent and profound, you still can't make it on the stage."
Chu Mu only glanced at Liu Xingcheng. He didn't reply and directly walked past him. Liu Xingcheng's expression froze. He clenched his fists and then loosened them. He turned around and stared at Chu Mu's back with a cold smile. "Chu Mu, my sword intent and profound have both reached the fifth revolution. With my speed of improvement, you can only look up to me."
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