If two people tie, even if they both lose, this is to avoid cheating.

Xu Xiaorou laughed: "Elder Sheng is so discerning, it's just a tie!"

Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Both sides will suffer, it's not worth it!"

Xu Xiaorou turned her head and rolled her eyes at him: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Li Muchan touched his nose and smiled. Zhang Qiaoyi said: "Rou'er, don't be unreasonable. I think junior brother did a good job!"

Xu Xiaorou snorted, knowing that she was unreasonably disturbing the situation.

Next, people kept coming up to fight, which was more exciting than the previous Huang Lei. Only when you meet your opponent can you really use your unique skills. Li Muchan watched mesmerized, absorbing their moves eagerly.

He had all their moves burned into his mind as if they were on video, and he was going to slowly play them back and study them when he went back to learn from the best of them.

Studying these will be of great benefit to his understanding of swordsmanship, and he can even add some tricks into his swordsmanship to continuously improve his swordsmanship.

His great-uncle Lan Chunhe forced him to retreat and evolved the Nine Palms into the Nine Swords. This had a great influence on him and made him no longer hindered in developing new techniques.

Ordinary masters think about how to understand the original martial arts and practice the martial arts more refinedly. They refer to other people's martial arts just to be able to use their own martial arts to crack it, which is beneficial to the understanding of the original martial arts. The same moves,

With different understandings, the power exerted is also different.

But they will not change their martial arts rashly.

Each set of martial arts is the essence of the wisdom of the past, and has been carefully studied by generations of masters. It is a big deal if future generations can fully understand it, but it is disrespectful to dare to take a step beyond it.

Li Muchan did not have this concept. Lan Chunhe's original teachings directly changed his concept. It is not just talk about a master's creation of a high disciple.

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At the end of the day, the four rounds of the Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang, and Heaven were over, and the winner was a ninth-grade disciple named Xia Wufeng. He was a handsome young man, known as the number one prodigy in Star Lake.

Among the disciples who are full of prodigies in Xinghu Xiaozhu, the one who can be called a prodigy is the most prodigy among the prodigies. It is said that he is the youngest ninth-grade disciple.

Most of the other ninth-grade disciples hid in the mountains, or left the small buildings to wander outside, and rarely showed up. Most of them were quite young and had no intention of joining in the fun, so they did not come to fight.

Li Muchan stared at Xia Wufeng and marveled in his heart. His martial arts skills were extraordinary. Every move and style was simple and not subtle at all, yet he was able to defeat the enemy.

His opponent's moves were unparalleled. Every time he looked at a move, it was like drinking mellow wine. He felt so wonderful that he couldn't stop even a single move.

Xia Wufeng was able to use extremely simple tricks to resolve the problem, and his martial arts reached the state of reducing simplicity and returning to the true nature. His great skill seemed to be clumsy, his brilliance was reduced to dullness, and complexity was reduced to simplicity, which was an extremely high state.

Li Muchan thought to himself that he was far behind. His skills had not yet reached the peak of brilliance. He wanted to return to mediocrity. The journey was long and he didn't know when he would get there.

Geniuses are indeed geniuses, but I am not really a genius.

He previously relied on his ability to observe the divine scriptures, relics, and supernatural powers, and was somewhat proud of himself. Now that he saw the martial arts of the brothers and sisters on the stage, he felt ashamed.

The whole small building was hung with red lanterns and was full of joy. Many disciples bought firecrackers from Xiushui City and set them off, making the island a little more lively than usual.

Li Muchan felt a little melancholy, thinking about what would happen to Canghai Mountain at this time, what Master was doing, what Senior Sister Mei and Senior Sister Wen were doing, and whether they would miss him.

He left the yard and walked up the mountain, wanting to relax.

A man was walking on a rugged mountain. When he reached the mountainside, he looked down at the scenery below. The lake was like a mirror, and the woods beside it were full of greenery. It was really a beautiful scenery.

His mind couldn't help but feel relaxed, and he suddenly turned his head and looked up, only to see a young man in blue shirt standing on the cliff above, wearing hunting clothes.

Li Muchan took a closer look and saw that it was Xia Wufeng, the ninth-grade disciple who had won the first place.

He was very interested, stepped hard on his feet, and used Qing Gong to climb up. There was no path under his feet, only rugged rocks or gloomy trees. Without Qing Gong, it was difficult to move forward.
Chapter completed!