Xia Yu stepped back three steps, finally regaining his balance.
Bai Shijing frowned and said, "Brother Mu, enough is enough."
"Isn't this kid at the peak of the third heaven? How could it happen like this?" Mukejin stared at Xia Yu in the field and said calmly: "Don't worry, I know it well and can't hurt him..."
Xia Yu didn't hear the conversation between the two. All his attention was focused on the pressure Muke Jin put on him. The Nine Heavens Jade Emperor Jue was running wildly. He knew full well that Muke Jin was trying to force him to use it.
With all my strength, if I can't take this palm today, I will definitely be pushed back step by step by the pressure, and finally fall out of the hall with a disgraced face.
He couldn't help but feel the desire to win. Didn't you Mu Kejin practice earlier than me? You actually want to rely on your skills to overpower me? His face was solemn, his energy was sinking, his feet were nailed to the ground, and he refused to say anything.
After retreating again, under the heavy pressure, the joints all over his body began to crackle, and his breath became a little stagnant. Xia Yuqiang used his true energy, slowly pushed out a palm with his left hand, and faced the invisible "wall" head-on.
Luo Chendong and others were waiting with great interest to see how Xia Yu would deal with it, but when they saw him acting like this, they couldn't help but shake their heads slightly. They all knew in their hearts that the power of Muke Jin's palm, although it was not good for him
It's nothing, but it's still far away
Having passed the limit of the third level of Xiantian Realm, Xia Yu chose a head-on confrontation, fearing that it would be difficult to win. For Xia Yu, the wisest thing to do at this time is to retreat and use the obstruction of the pillars and other things in the hall.
Avoid the pressure from the front and focus on the rest.
Mo Jiancheng was already cursing in his heart. It depends on Xia Yu's kung fu. What do you think is wrong? You insist on forcing people to use their internal strength directly? If you throw someone out in a while, how can you, Mu Kejin, be so glorious? Maybe
You want to destroy my palace... No, no matter what I say today, this guy surnamed Mu will have to pay for it...
While several leaders were shaking their heads, Muke Jin was also slightly startled. He didn't expect Xia Yu to be so stubborn and directly faced him. It should be noted that competing for internal strength is the most dangerous thing, and he was afraid of really hurting Xia Yu.
, just when I was thinking about whether to throw him down now and end this inspection, I suddenly saw a flash of light in Xia Yu's eyes, his right wrist trembled slightly, and his sword pointed forward!
"Sword Intent?" Several voices sounded almost at the same time.
Mu Kejin only felt a sharp breath piercing from Xia Yu's fingertips, breaking through the zhenqi wall he had set up. He couldn't help being slightly startled, and quickly closed his palms and stood up. At the same time, others stood up.
The leader of the Zhenwu Sect, Yu Yangqiu, this old man's beard was trembling with excitement, and he stared at Xia Yu without blinking, as if he was looking at a monster.
Xia Yu took a deep breath to calm down some of his turbulent blood. He hugged Muke Jin with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude and said loudly: "Thank you, Master Mu, for showing mercy!"
Mu Kejin stared at Xia Yu for a long time, then smiled, sat down again, and praised: "Not bad! Not bad! You are very good!"
He said "Not bad" three times in a row, then picked up the tea cup on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Just as he was about to continue talking, Yu Yangqiu had already rushed to ask: "Did you just use sword intention? You actually understood it.
Sword intent?"
Xia Yu knew that he couldn't be too proud at this time, so he could only reply: "It seems so. I'm not too sure if this is the legendary sword intention..."
"Stop being modest, that's the sword's will!" Mu Kejin glanced at Yu Yangqiu a little proudly, "I...ahem, I just thought that Shaoxia Xia was a bit extraordinary, so I tried it. Look, this
Are you trying out your sword intent? Master Yu, your Zhenwu sect is said to know the best about swords, didn’t you see that just now?”
Hearing this, Xia Yu was a little puzzled. How could his Eight Desolations Sword Intent be seen so easily? This guy was obviously pretending to be cool, but he was too stiff!
Before Xia Yu could think about it carefully, Yu Yangqiu had already walked up to him and said excitedly: "I didn't expect that at such a young age, you could comprehend the meaning of the sword! Do you know how rare this is? How many people in our Zhenwu sect specialize in it?
Swordsmanship, but after thousands of years, only two people have understood the meaning of the sword! One is the founder of our sect, and there is a senior, and later they all..."
"Ahem..." Kunlun leader Luo Chendong coughed a few times.
Yu Yangqiu was stunned for a moment, and then continued: "Anyway, what's the matter, Young Master Xia... Do you know that you are simply a genius in swordsmanship!"
No matter how thick-skinned Xia Yu was, he blushed a little when Yu Yangqiu said that. If he hadn't had the sword passed down by Xiao Hei, he wouldn't have been able to comprehend the meaning of the sword so quickly. He hurriedly said modestly: "Me too
It was a feeling I had by chance, and it seemed I had only scratched the surface of my understanding..."
"A chance feeling? A superficial feeling?" Yu Yangqiu said loudly and excitedly, "Do you know how rare this flash of inspiration is? Do you know how many people can only get this little bit of sword power in their lifetime? Although you are now
My skills are still shallow, but with time
Today, you will definitely become a great weapon! Xiaoxia, it is a pity that a genius like you does not practice swordsmanship. Come to our Zhenwu Sect, I can accept you... No, I can accept you as a disciple on behalf of my master, you are mine.
Junior brother, you can choose the swordsmanship among my sect..."
"Stop, stop, stop..." Mu Kejin interrupted, "Brother Yu, you are wrong. This summer, Yu Mingming is my favorite, and I want to test his kung fu. How can you do it now?"
How about a cross-cutting attack?"
"You?" Yu Yangqiu puffed his beard and glared, "It would be excusable if Sect Leader Luo wants to steal from me. You Tongxuan Palace are not good at using swords. Don't delay a swordsman genius like Xiaoxia!"
"There's no need for me to rob..." Mukejin rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice.
"Brother Yu is right..." Luochen Dongda Snake followed the stick and said with a smile: "To be honest, I am indeed a little tempted. Xiaoxia, I am not as good as you..."
Yu Yangqiu quickly stood in front of Xia Yu, squeezing his neck and said: "I said this first..."
Mo Jiancheng coughed lightly, "Actually, our Liuyun Sect also has a legacy of swordsmanship..."
"You don't specialize in swordsmanship!" Yu Yangqiu and Luo Chendong said in unison.
"Brothers, don't worry." Bai Shijing originally wanted to say that Zhenyuan Sect also has a swordsmanship inheritance, but then he thought that Yu Yangqiu had already said that he would accept disciples as a substitute teacher, but he could not say this. This boy was still his daughter's sweetheart.
Oh! He just ignored this incident and said with a smile, "In my opinion, it's better to listen to Tianyu's own opinions?"
Xia Yu's forehead was already sweating. He felt that the situation at this time was even more difficult than the slap he received from Muke Jin just now. When he heard Bai Shijing's words, he quickly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you all for your love, seniors. I'm really flattered.
But this junior already has a master..."
"It's okay. What we cultivators pay attention to is fate. It doesn't matter if we worship one more master..." Yu Yangqiu said immediately.
"This..." Xia Yu scratched his head, "I have to ask my master first..."
"It should, it should..." Yu Yangqiu smiled, "When I have time, I will go to your master in person and tell him. If he doesn't agree, I will demolish his Yama Temple..."
"Cough cough cough..." Luo Chendong and Mo Jiancheng coughed loudly at the same time...