Seeing that Yang Mu didn't answer, Zhao Qifeng said no more.
He was very curious about this disciple of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord who suddenly appeared. What kind of person could the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord accept as his disciple?
The food at Aoki Sect is quite bland, but the taste is very good.
When Yang Mu filled his stomach and arrived at the "Jianxin Palace", not only Hu Guiyi but also a large number of Qingmu Sect members were waiting for him.
In addition to the disciples, the elders of the Qingmu Sect also came over to join in the fun.
The news that the young master was going to fight against the disciples of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord had spread within the Qingmu Sect. Even those who were in retreat immediately came out of seclusion after receiving the news and came running here.
Hu Guiyi stood on the competition stage three to four meters high with his eyes closed and concentrating. He opened his eyes immediately and looked at Yang Mu who was walking this way.
Yang Mu's feet didn't move at all, but the man flew out like a cannonball, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Hu Guiyi.
Eyes looked at him carefully.
People are obviously extremely curious about this disciple of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord.
"It doesn't seem like there's anything special about it?"
"Bullshit! He has two eyes and one mouth. What's so special about his appearance? Do you really think he has three heads and six arms?
What everyone wants to see is how specific his abilities are. The Thousand-Faced Demon King is a famous figure at the top of the world, and being accepted as a disciple by him is definitely not an ordinary person."
"He is not an ordinary person. Is it possible that the young master is an ordinary person?"
"Looking at the world of mountains and seas, there are many talented and evil people of the younger generation. Even those guys from the Wandao Boundless Sect, how many of them can be compared with the young master?
In my opinion, this Yang Mutian is no match for the young master! If he can stand in front of the young master for a moment, he is considered powerful."
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Hu Guiyi's eyes were dull, but they were like a sharp sword hidden in a sheath, giving people an inexplicable and dangerous feeling.
He asked: "What realm are you in?"
Yang Mu answered simply: "Level 4 of the Snake and Dragon Realm!"
Hu Gui said: "Today I compete with you. I want to compete with you, not to decide who will win or lose. Although my realm is higher than yours, I will suppress my speed and strength to the snake and dragon realm."
The level of the fourth level, so that we can stand at the same level and compete with each other to see whose swordsmanship is stronger."
Yang Mu laughed: "I'm different from you. I want to compete with you, but I also want to win or lose with you! How boring would it be to stand in the ring and not win or lose?"
As for deliberately lowering your level, there is no need to do so! There has never been and has never been a need for absolute fairness in the fight between the two sides. Just use all your skills and attack with all your strength."
Hu Guiyi was startled, then nodded and said: "I understand."
His expression was very calm. The so-called he understood meant that he understood another layer of meaning in Yang Mu's words.
What he just meant was to deliberately lower his level and simply compete with Yang Mu to see whose swordsmanship was more powerful.
But in fact, the logic itself has big problems.
In order for a swordsman to fully utilize his swordsmanship, he needs to concentrate his energy and energy to the maximum, and maximize his speed, strength, skills, etc. Only in this way can he reach his limit.
If he pursues fairness forcefully and spends part of his energy to lower his realm, then he will be tied up, like dancing in shackles, and it is impossible to exert the limit of his own swordsmanship!
In short, if he does not suppress the realm, then he will take advantage of Yang Mu in the realm. But if he deliberately suppresses the realm, then in turn, Yang Mu will take advantage!
No matter what you do, there is no absolute fairness!
Since there is no absolute fairness in any case, then just use all your strength and have a good fight.
Hu Guiyi understood the meaning of Yang Mu's words, and Zhao Qifeng and several Qingmu Sect elders in the audience also understood it.
But I couldn't hear the rest at all. I just felt that Yang Mu was too arrogant. He was clearly not as good as his little master, but he still had an arrogant attitude as if he had a chance to win!
Those Qingmu Sect disciples who regarded Hu Guiyi as their idols had sneers on their faces, all waiting to see Yang Mu make a fool of himself!
Hu Guiyi slapped his right hand on his waist, and twelve long swords flew out from his waist.
He stepped on a long sword and flew to an altitude of more than ten meters, overlooking Yang Mu:
"This arena is strong enough to withstand the power of ordinary snake and dragon realm cultivators, but if I draw my sword, it will be destroyed."
The implication was to let Yang Mu fight with him in mid-air.
Yang Mu stepped forward, as if there were invisible stairs in the air. He stepped on the air stairs and walked step by step towards Hu Guiyi who was in the air.
He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the Red Sky Sword flew out from the ring and was caught in his hand.
In an instant, Yang Mu's aura changed in vain, like a peerless sword unsheathed.
Whoosh!
He stepped out more than ten meters in one step, as if he had shrunk to an inch. In an instant, he was in front of Hu Guiyi, and the Chixiao Sword pierced the opponent's face.
"What a fast sword!"
"Hmph! No matter how fast it is, it's just a simple thrust with a sword, and there is no skill at all!"
Below the stage, some people were amazed and some were disdainful.
Hu Guiyi's eyes lit up and he exclaimed in admiration: "Hunyuan Shouyi has everything hidden in him! I knew that his disciple was by no means ordinary."
He glanced at the two-foot-long ancient sword in front of him on the left, which was dark red in color and had scaly lines on the blade, and shouted in a low voice: "Red ferocious sword. Thousands of opportunities will be destroyed!"
Buzz——
The ancient sword made a sword cry, burst out at a terrifying speed, and brought countless sword shadows, blocking him and Yang Mu in an instant. Countless sword shadows, from different angles, all collided with the Red Xiao Sword!
Dang! Dang! Dang——
A continuous sound of sharp blades clashing sounded.
Yang Mu's seemingly simple thrust was like countless sword moves. Each move collided with the opponent's sword, making a deafening sound.
Seeing this scene, many people below looked shocked.
The person who just mocked Yang Mu and said that this sword was unskillful had an embarrassed look on his face and shut his mouth. Although he couldn't understand Yang Mu's sword, he also understood that he just said something extremely stupid.
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Yang Mu's expression changed, and just as he was about to change his tactics, he heard Hu Gui say: "Ba Snake. Swallow all things with anger!"
At this moment, he discovered that there was a sword missing from Hu Guiyi's side. It was a thin sword that was five inches long and covered in emerald green!
Buzz——
The sound of the sword sounded behind Yang Mu, and a chill emerged in Yang Mu's heart.
Hu Guiyi looked calm and extremely relaxed, and said:
"I have twelve swords in total! If you are really qualified to be his disciple, then not only can you defeat me, but at least you have to force me to use all twelve swords!"
The implication is that if Yang Mu can't do it, then even if he has the name of a disciple of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, in fact, he is not qualified at all, or is not worthy of the status of a disciple of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord.
Yang Mu narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed: "Your evaluation of my master is very high? For this reason, I won't let you lose too ugly!"