Hua Xiangrong couldn't wait to ask, "What's the result?"
"It's just the beginning. How can it be clear …" Xin 'er said, "I guess it will take two or four hours. After all, they are both Great Masters." In fact, she didn't know martial arts, so she was just guessing.
"Young Master Li … should win, right?" Hua Xiangrong seemed to be talking to herself, but also waiting for Xin 'er's affirmative answer.
Xin 'er nodded firmly, "Of course, he is a young Great Master who is unparalleled in both literature and martial arts." That was also a wild guess. Of course, it was to comfort her girl. In the past couple of days, the news about the duel between the two Great Masters had spread like wildfire in the Great Wall. As for the odds of the major gambling houses, Xin 'er knew a little bit. None of them was optimistic about Young Master Li Mu's chances, so she did not tell Hua Xiangrong.
"Miss, do you really fall in love with Young Master Li?" Xin 'er teased with a smile and changed the topic.
Hua Xiangrong blushed and said, "Young Master Li is unparalleled in both literature and martial arts. I'm afraid that I … don't deserve him."
Although she was a famous prostitute in a brothel who was pursued by countless people, and was usually lofty and arrogant, it was also a kind of inferiority complex. Any famous prostitute in a brothel only served people with her beauty. When she was young and beautiful, she could be brilliant, but when she was old and beautiful, she was already deserted and had a bad reputation. After all, she was just a plaything of men.
Many famous prostitutes were lofty and arrogant, and they would rather die than yield for some principles and bottom lines. But this kind of arrogance was also to cover up the deep inferiority complex in their hearts.
Hua Xiangrong was a typical example.
After that day, she reflected in her boudoir, and the more she thought, the more frightened she felt.
Because she found that she had nothing good except her beautiful face and singing and dancing.
There were a lot of such women, so how could they deserve such a famous young hero in Chang 'an City?
A daughter's mind was like a poem, a painting, a dream, and a fog, and the most sentimental.
Xin 'er said angrily, "Miss, what are you talking about? There is no other woman in Chang' an City who is so versatile and beautiful as you. Why do you have to belittle yourself? I think Young Master Li likes you, and the way he looks at you is different."
While talking, Mother Bai Xuan came in.
But she came to accompany Hua Xiangrong.
"Don't worry, Miss. I've already sent people to keep an eye on the situation in the Heaven Sword Martial Club. Once there's any news, I'll send it to you as soon as possible."
Now, Bai Xuan's mother was also very concerned about Hua Xiangrong.
From the perspective of the Holy House, she certainly hoped that Li Mu would win.
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…
"Still not enough, still too weak …"
Li Mu moved as fast as lightning and punched the long quadrangular sword.
This punch contained layers upon layers of power.
Li Mu's technique of exerting his physical strength had reached an incomparably brilliant level. The moment his fists collided with Li Mu's, the terrifying power, like the raging waves of the sea, bombarded ceaselessly.
The Heaven-Sword Celestial Being flushed, and his long sword almost flew out of his hand.
Shocked, his whole body was covered in flames of Inner Qi. His left hand pressed on the tip of the long sword. He exerted strength in his arms, but he could not resist such a violent force. His body kept retreating. His feet left two long marks on the floor of the arena. Stone chips flew everywhere and gravel splashed everywhere.
After retreating for a full twenty meters, he finally managed to stop himself.
However, Li Mu followed him like a shadow. At the same time, he came to the front of the Heaven-Sword Celestial Being and punched again.
The Heaven-Sword Celestial Being lost the initiative and could not avoid it, so he could only take it.
Boom!
The terrifying power broke out again.
The Heaven-Sword Celestial Being was directly blasted out of the arena like a sandbag.
"What?"
"How is it possible?"
"The veteran expert is so vulnerable?"
"Li Mu has not used his internal qi, but he is already so powerful … He, he is a damn monster."
There were exclamations around.
Such a scene was way beyond everyone's expectation. According to the odds of the major gambling houses, the Heaven-Sword Celestial Being, who was supposed to have the upper hand, was completely suppressed by Li Mu, the young junior. Then, he was blasted out of the fighting ring like a punching bag.
"Is the Heaven-Sword Celestial Being unworthy of his name?"
"Or is the young Great Master hiding his strength?"
On the square, exclamations rose one after another, like the ebb and flow of the sea.
However, on the viewing platform, most of the big shots were still calm.
"Heaven-breaking Legend Sword" Zhang Chengfeng even smiled and did not worry about his ancestor at all.
Magistrate Li Gang, Ning Rushan, and others were also expressionless.
The Heaven-Sword Celestial Being was known as the Heavenly Sword, because all his skills were on the sword. At this time, the Heavenly Sword had not yet used the famous Sword-commanding Style in Chang 'an City, so it was still too early to determine the winner. In their eyes, the strength Li Mu showed was a little stronger than they imagined, but it was normal. After entering the Great Master Realm, if he did not even have this strength, how could he be a Great Master?
However, how long could Li Mu maintain such an attack?
The outbreak of physical power consumed a lot of physical strength. Even a Great Master could not maintain it for a long time, could he?
In such a way, before the Heaven-Sword Celestial Being was defeated, Li Mu had already exhausted himself.
In the air, the figure of the Heaven-Sword Celestial Being suddenly disappeared, turned into a sword light, flashed, and returned to the arena, distancing himself from Li Mu.
"Heaven-sword Thirty-six Styles …"
The thick eyebrows of the Heaven-Sword Celestial Being twitched, and he was really angry. The special-shaped long sword stopped in front of his chest and floated up. He put his hands together, palms facing the sword hilt in the air, and the red internal qi burst out, as if he was holding a red sun in his hands, and the powerful and horrible aura suddenly burst out.
In an instant, the long quadrilateral special-shaped long sword was divided into two, two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen …
In a twinkling, in front of the Heaven-Sword Celestial Being, countless long swords appeared.
"Sword-explosion Style … Kill!"
The Heaven-Sword Celestial Being finished preparing his strength, and his hands pushed outwards.
The long flaming swords all over the sky, like a storm, swept and strangled Li Mu.
His face was ferocious and fierce.
This was his real strength.
The Heaven-sword Thirty-six Styles, in his hands, seemed to have a life and soul.
On the viewing platform, the distinguished guests all showed a look of shock.
"What a good Sword-explosion Style … The Heaven-Sword Celestial Being is much stronger than 20 years ago." A Great Master who once fought with the Heaven-Sword Celestial Being was touched, and his eyes lit up.
However, on the arena, Li Mu looked indifferent.
"Wind-Cloud Six Moves … Dao-Drawing Cut." Li Mu still maintained the posture of the Lifting Pole Style of the Zhenwu Boxing. His right hand reached down to his left hip, and his elbow bent inward to make a knife-hand shape. His whole body slightly paused, as if a long knife was sheathed, and then suddenly moved to the upper right, which was the posture of drawing out the knife.
In an instant, the knife chopped out, and the whole movement was smooth and smooth.
In the air, the sound of the knife clanged.
As Li Mu's hand chopped out, a phantom of knife qi more than 30 meters long cut into the sword light storm of the Sword Explosion Style.
Boom!
The sound of the air explosion was deafening and continuous.
The phantom of the Broadsword Qi, like a hot knife cutting butter, cut open the Sword Explosion Style's Sword Light Storm Field in the middle. Countless sword blades were broken, like sputtering broken blades, shooting in all directions. Only in front of Li Mu, like a vacuum, the Broadsword Qi clanked, and the sword light could not penetrate.
This sword could be considered to have broken through.
"Heaven-sword Thirty-six Styles … Sword-thrusting Style." The Heaven-Sword Celestial Being's face did not change, and the square odd-shaped long sword floating in front of him slightly vibrated. His palm suddenly pushed on the sword hilt, and the long sword turned into a stream of light, directly stabbing toward Li Mu.
This sword was the complete opposite of the all-encompassing attack of the Exploding Sword Style. It concentrated the strongest power into a single point and instantly exploded. The sword pierced over, wanting to break through the opponent's defense.
"Hahaha, good."
Li Mu was happy to see the prey.
He agreed to fight with the Heaven-Sword Celestial Being in order to sharpen himself. The stronger the Heaven-Sword Celestial Being was, the more excited he was, and the more exquisite the Heaven-sword Sixteen Styles was, the happier he was, because he could improve himself by peeping into the mystery of the opponent's moves.
In the end, what is learned on paper is shallow; one must know that this matter must be practiced.
If he wanted to improve his martial arts strength in the shortest time, he must personally experience the power of that move.
"Wind-Cloud Six Moves … Lightning Chopping."
Li Mu laughed, and still put his right hand like a knife, slightly paused, and then chopped out.
The phantom of the knife qi reappeared.
But this time, after the collision with the phantom of the knife qi, the momentum of the long sword was not weakened, and it was within one meter of Li Mu's body. But Li Mu had prepared for it. The sound of the lightning chopping hit the sword body, like the sound of gold and iron colliding, and the long sword was buzzing and vibrating, spinning and flying backward, smashing toward the Heaven-Sword Celestial Being.
The face of the Heaven-Sword Celestial Being changed, he moved and held the hilt backhandedly. In an instant, the huge force on the sword body pressed down like a mountain collapse, making him almost unable to hold his weapon, and his figure fell back.
But Li Mu did not take the opportunity to fight back.
His right little finger and index finger broke his palm, and drops of blood flowed from the edge of the palm.
"My Heaven-Sword is made of extraterrestrial meteorite iron, and it is indestructible. How dare you fight it with your bare palm? You are overconfident, and you are courting death." Seeing Li Mu's palm bleeding, the Heaven-Sword Celestial Being raised his eyebrows and sneered.
Li Mu raised his right hand and gently blew at the wound on his finger. The blood flowing on the edge of his palm was blown back to the wound. Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the wound healed, and there was not even a scar.
He grinned and said, "Old man, you don't need to be surprised. Back then, this palm of mine had touched the Red Scarf, carried the Young Pioneer flag, and wore the three stripes … This palm is my strongest weapon. It's only a matter of time before I shatter your crutch forged from outer space."
"You are so stubborn. Since you insist on not using weapons, don't blame me for being ruthless." The Heaven-Sword Celestial Being did not know what Li Mu was talking about, but it did not affect his determination to kill Li Mu. The internal qi ran, and the Heaven-sword Sixteen Styles broke out again.
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