Soon, voices were heard in every room again.
"Hello everyone, I am the vice-captain of this airship. I have a piece of good news for everyone." A deep middle-aged man's voice was heard. "Everyone has been working together for half a year. In order to improve each other's relationship and to let everyone have a better time, I announce on behalf of the captain that a sword duel will be held in the middle deck three days later. The winner of a hundred-win streak will be rewarded with 10,000 upper grade Origin Crystals. The winner of the duel will be rewarded with 100,000 upper grade Origin Crystals."
"10,000 Origin Crystals!"
"100,000 Origin Crystals!"
Many people jumped up.
To board this airship, everyone had to pay 1,000 upper grade Origin Crystals. For most of the genius swordsmen, it was a huge amount of wealth. 10,000 upper grade Origin Crystals was enough to tempt them. Even Chu Mu and the others were a little tempted. Then, 100,000 upper grade Origin Crystals was enough to tempt everyone, including Xiahou Shan, Long Zun, and Jiang Caidie from the three great clans.
"Three days later, heh, with my sword skills, I will definitely be able to win a hundred-win streak."
"10,000 upper grade Origin Crystals, that is mine."
Most of the swordsmen were full of confidence and were eager to show off. At least, they wanted to win a hundred-win streak and get 10,000 upper grade Origin Crystals.
Everyone was not against a sword duel. Firstly, there was a chance to earn Origin Crystals. Secondly, they could learn from others and improve their sword skills. Why not?
"Sword duel..." Chu Mu smiled slightly and did not say anything. He continued to immerse himself in cultivation. If he had time, he would not mind learning from others.
The cultivation of the Infinite Desolate Sword Origin, the cultivation of the Pupils of Sword, the cultivation of the Heaven Seizing Technique, the comprehension of the Undying Sword Intent, the thought research and perfection of sword skills, and so on almost used up all of Chu Mu's time.
Feeling that the first half of the Pupils of Sword was about to be completed, Chu Mu forgot about everything and immersed himself in seclusion.
In the middle deck of the airship, the sword duel had already begun on the arena.
On the Sword Battle Arena, two swordsmen were facing off against each other. Around them, the tables and chairs on the upper, middle and lower levels were almost filled with people. They were drinking wine and enjoying food while watching the battle of swords. It was a very relaxing scene.
At the top corner of the cafeteria, some of the crew members of this flying ship were also seated. The leader was a young man who was holding a crystal clear wine cup as he watched the two parties fighting on the arena.
"Young Master, this Li Jiwen's swordsmanship is not bad. He should be able to defeat his opponent and win the 100-win streak." A skinny middle-aged man beside the young man said. He always had a sullen face and looked very serious.
"What about that Chu Mu?" The young man asked.
"Young Master, that Chu Mu seems to be cultivating in seclusion."
"It's been more than two months since I boarded the flying ship, and I've actually been cultivating all this time." The young man couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Other people who worked hard to cultivate had appeared at least two or three times in the past two months.
"This Chu Mu comes from a humble background. For him to be able to reach this stage, it's inseparable from his hard work."
They had done some research on every genius that caught their eye. Although it was limited to this flying ship, they were still able to obtain some information that could be sorted out and analyzed. It was close to the truth.
Chu Mu was one of the geniuses that they valued the most. Naturally, they would pay more attention to him.
…
In the room, Chu Mu sat cross-legged on a cattail hassock, motionless. He had been in this position for many days, as if he had become a statue.
In his spiritual world, the vast and pure Spiritual Power was undergoing changes.
The cultivation of the first half of the Pupils of Sword secret technique was to refine the Spiritual Power and finally form a form that was suitable for the Pupils of Sword secret technique. Since Chu Mu obtained this secret technique, he had been cultivating it almost every day. It gradually became more and more profound. Today, he was finally about to cultivate the first half.
Gradually, the Spiritual Power in his spiritual world continued to condense and compress, vaguely forming the outline of a sword.
With Chu Mu's cultivation, the Spiritual Power was compressed and condensed again and again. Finally, a sword was formed. It was a Sword of Spiritual Power, a sign that Chu Mu had cultivated the first half of the Pupils of Sword secret technique.
Once the Sword of Spiritual Power was formed, Chu Mu didn't immediately end his cultivation. Instead, he continued to cultivate the first half of the Pupils of Sword secret technique, making the newly formed Sword of Spiritual Power more rounded and condensed. He wasn't in a hurry to cultivate the second half.
After cultivating for another half an hour, Chu Mu stopped cultivating and opened his eyes. Two Sword of Spiritual Power broke through the air, making a popping sound as if it had pierced through the sky.
He tried to spread out the Spiritual Power. The range of coverage didn't change, but he felt that it was easier to control. Everything within the range of coverage was also clearer.
Cultivation required a balance between work and rest. Since he had cultivated the first half of the Pupils of Sword secret technique, Chu Mu planned to go outside and take a look. Wasn't there going to be a sword duel? It would be good to broaden his horizons.
He got up and went to the cafeteria. At first glance, there were many people. In the arena, there were two people fighting back and forth. Sword Light flickered and it was very unusual.
Chu Mu casually found an empty seat and sat down. He took out the Ten Thousand Beasts Blood and Supreme Dragon Blood Jade Cup, poured himself a cup, and enjoyed the wine while watching the battle.
After a while, a young man came over with a cup of wine. He had a smile on his face and was very easy-going, as if he was at home. He sat down in the empty seat next to Chu Mu.
"This brother's wine cup is very unusual." The young man smiled and started a conversation. "The wine is good too. Can you give me a cup?"
With that, the young man drank the wine in the cup in one gulp and took out a very unusual looking wine cup and placed it on the table. He acted as if he was familiar with him and wasn't polite at all.
Chu Mu naturally wouldn't be stingy and poured a cup for the young man. This young man looked very unfamiliar, but Chu Mu didn't care. After all, there were tens of thousands of people on this flying ship, and he had only seen a few of them.
"Good wine. This is brewed with the blood of ancient fierce beasts, right? It's really good wine and it's strong enough." The young man took a sip and his face was a little red. He couldn't help but say. He drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, put down the empty cup, and pushed it to Chu Mu.
Chu Mu couldn't help but smile and pour him another cup.
The way men closed the distance between each other was actually very simple. Good wine and beautiful women.
"My name is Tian Qiaoyu." After chatting for a while, the young man introduced himself. If Chu Mu deliberately paid attention, he would definitely discover that the young man was the one who had transmitted his voice to every room when everyone had just boarded the flying ship more than two months ago. It was just that Chu Mu didn't care at that time and cultivated in seclusion for more than two months, so he didn't recognize him.
"My name is Chu Mu." Chu Mu said. He still didn't know that the young man sitting in front of him was the owner of this flying ship and also the young master of the Tian Qiaoyu Clan in West Tiger City. Of course, even if he knew, Chu Mu would only be a little surprised.
"Brother Chu, why don't you go and try? If you win a hundred consecutive victories, you will be rewarded with ten thousand high-grade Origin Crystals," Tian Qiaoyu said and pointed at the battle arena.
He knew that Chu Mu came from a humble background and came from the Zilin Continent, a small region of the human race. He was just a disciple of a small force. To be able to reach this step, he must have put in a lot of effort. It was hard to imagine that ten thousand high-grade Origin Crystals should be very attractive to him.
"I will." Chu Mu took a glance and nodded with a smile. However, if he went up, he wouldn't go for the ten thousand high-grade Origin Crystals, but for the last one hundred thousand high-grade Origin Crystals. In addition, he also wanted to fight against other sword experts and improve his swordsmanship during the battle.
"Brother Tian Qiaoyu, why don't you go up and try?" Chu Mu asked.
"I'll pass. I know my own situation." Tian Qiaoyu shook his head and said.
At this moment, the outcome of the battle arena had been decided.
Li Jiwen finally defeated the last opponent and successfully won a hundred consecutive victories. He immediately received a reward of ten thousand high-grade Origin Crystals.
"Brother Chu, why don't you go and try?" Tian Qiaoyu said.
"Okay." Chu Mu nodded and jumped and landed on the battle arena.
"Who is that person?"
"I recognize him. He is one of the Four Great Geniuses, Chu Mu."
"So it's him. I haven't seen him for more than two months and he only appeared now."
"He can definitely win a hundred consecutive victories."
"That's not necessarily true. The level of swordsmanship is not directly related to the level of sword intent quintessence refinement."
Indeed, some people with brilliant swordsmanship didn't have a high level of sword intent quintessence refinement. For example, in the past two months, among those who had won a hundred consecutive victories, there were several whose sword intent quintessence had not even reached the eighth rank.
After Sikong Zhan and the others heard this, they all smiled but didn't say anything.
Chu Mu couldn't win a hundred consecutive victories?
Was this a joke?
Although their swordsmanship couldn't win a hundred consecutive victories, they had personally sparred with Chu Mu and watched Chu Mu sparring with Sword Of Gojoseon many times. They already knew that Chu Mu's swordsmanship was very profound. Coupled with the recent battles, those swordsmen who had won a hundred consecutive victories were simply inferior to Chu Mu.
What they were thinking about was whether Chu Mu could obtain first place in the Hundred Win Competition and obtain the 100,000 upper grade Origin Crystals. To them, this was a huge sum.
Standing on the battle arena, countless gazes fell on Chu Mu.
"Please advise." A genius landed on the battle arena and drew his sword as he spoke to Chu Mu. Soon after, he drew his sword and stabbed at Chu Mu.
As expected of a genius. No matter what, his swordsmanship wouldn't be too bad.
In an instant, Chu Mu passed by the other party. After the other party rushed a few steps, he suddenly bent down and held his stomach. It was very painful. In that instant, not only did Chu Mu dodge his sword, he even used the sword tip to strike his abdomen. His entire body was powerless.
So easily, Chu Mu defeated a person.
"Let me."
In any case, this was a battle where no one would die. Even if they were injured, it would only be minor injuries. They could still spar and exchange swordsmanship, so there was nothing to be afraid of. One after another, they were defeated by Chu Mu's sword. One after another, they came up to fight with Chu Mu. They were all 'fearless'.
Ten consecutive victories … Twenty consecutive victories … Thirty consecutive victories … Forty consecutive victories …
Although these swordsmen's swordsmanship wasn't bad, most of them weren't even qualified to make Chu Mu draw his sword.
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