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Chapter 102 The Sword Picks the Heroes (4)

It's not that Zhuo Mufeng is belittling himself. To be honest, if he were a disciple of a super-powerful force, he probably wouldn't take himself seriously.

Even if you have a chance and make great achievements, your foundation is your foundation. Whether it is martial arts, medicinal materials or masters, those people are far better than you.

If you challenge yourself with Liu Ziyuan's status and knowledge, people in the same circle will probably say that you are devaluing yourself, right?

Of course, perhaps it was Liu Ziyuan's participation in the battle that prevented others from taking action. After all, no matter how much he disdained himself, he would not tolerate himself becoming the number one master at the same level.

In their opinion, if Liu Ziyuan takes action, they will definitely make a big fool of themselves.

I have to say that Zhuo Mufeng didn't guess it completely right, but he was pretty close to it.

Liu Ziyuan looks elegant on the outside, but in his heart he is very disdainful of Zhuo Mufeng, saying that he is invincible at the same level. Only an ignorant frog in the well dares to say such a thing.

But there was another more important reason why he took action, Wu Yuanyuan.

Ever since he met the princess of the Sanjiang League, Liu Ziyuan's heart had completely fallen. Comparing her with the beauties he had seen, she couldn't be said to be inferior to Yunni, but she was not on the same level at all.

Therefore, he studied hard and practiced hard, hoping that through his own efforts, he could catch up with Wu Yuanyuan and have more opportunities to get close to her, and maybe he could win her heart.

He doesn't care about the difference in status or the wrong family background!

So when Zhuo Mufeng rescued Wu Yuanyuan was exposed, Liu Ziyuan was more jealous than anyone else. Why didn't such a good thing happen to him?

With such an opportunity, under my own conditions, I might as well go one step further with the Witch Goddess and develop a super-friendship relationship!

Looking at the young man in cloth across from him, Liu Ziyuan's heart boiled with anger, and he even felt a trace of murderous intent. In a martial arts competition, accidental injuries are inevitable. Even if he 'accidentally' disabled the opponent, it is normal.

Given the other party's background, he could only suffer a loss afterwards.

Zhuo Mufeng's observation skills are so meticulous. He can see all the subtle changes in Liu Ziyuan's expression, and his heart suddenly trembles. This guy wants to do something bad to him?

"Brother Zhuo, be careful."

Without any nonsense, Liu Ziyuan drew his sword out of its sheath. The blade of the sword was faintly glowing with a layer of emerald green light, like an accelerator, leaving a trace of light in the air that was difficult to dissipate.

"Four-star internal strength!"

There was an unprecedented exclamation at the scene.

Who in the world doesn't know that when the level of internal strength reaches four stars, the inner strength cultivated will have color attributes. Below four stars, the internal strength is usually invisible, and the power is much less powerful.

The Liu family has been inherited for hundreds of years and has established itself in the world with a four-star Qingmu Jue. It seems that Liu Ziyuan is young and has already begun to have a glimpse of the world.

"Zhuo Mufeng will definitely lose!"

Tang Zhao sneered.

When the cultivation levels are similar, internal strength is too important. To put it bluntly, Liu Ziyuan's internal strength is definitely much better than Zhuo Mufeng's.

Others also looked at this scene expectantly.

No one thinks that Zhuo Mufeng can really defeat all challengers. They just want to see in whose hands the opponent will lose. Now the answer is clear.

"Senior brother, flash!"

Just looking at the momentum of both sides, Liu Ziyuan had the absolute upper hand. Shang Zirong was afraid that Zhuo Mufeng was up to no good, so she quickly reminded her loudly.

But before she finished her words, the two people at the scene had already exchanged hands, and the sound of gold and iron made by the collision of the two swords completely drowned out Shang Zirong's words.

Zhuo Mufeng's arm went numb. The opponent's internal energy was not only strong and tenacious, but also surged down his arm, seeming to want to weaken his own internal energy.

It is said that four-star internal strength is mysterious and unpredictable. Compared with it, my own long river righteousness is really not enough. One can imagine how strong Wu Yuanyuan, Huahua Feng and others of the same level must be.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, Liu Ziyuan's eyes were scornful, and he drew a circle with his long sword, easily covering nine acupuncture points all over Zhuo Mufeng's body. He seemed to be attacking but not attacking. He could move at any time and follow the enemy's movements.

This terrifying sword move shocked everyone present to stand up.

Including the challengers in the tea shed, they were also shocked.

If it were them, if they could figure out a solution in just a few moments, they would immediately fall into Liu Ziyuan's trap, causing them to be forced everywhere and leading to defeat.

The five people who had been defeated by Zhuo Mufeng were all excited when they saw Liu Ziyuan being so brave, and they felt their chests felt relieved.

The process is a long story, but in fact the thoughts only last for a moment.

The hairs all over Zhuo Mufeng's body stood on end. He felt Liu Ziyuan's full malice and murderous intent from his sword moves. He could not retreat or hide.

Mudd!

If the opponent makes the last move, Zhuo Mufeng loses in order to hide his trump card, but this is only the sixth person, and there are fifty-one challengers left, which is two hundred and fifty-five taels of silver, which is enough for him

How many star-rated medicinal materials should I buy?

Moreover, Liu Ziyuan's strength of action was no longer limited to sparring, he clearly wanted to destroy himself.

That being the case

Zhuo Mufeng also became fierce. No longer hiding it, the originally ordinary sword move suddenly burst out with a fierce and majestic atmosphere. In conjunction with the internal energy, the light cut forward, like a canvas and a blackboard, savagely hitting the sword shadow created by Liu Ziyuan.

broken.

It is exactly the Great Sumeru Sword Style.

"Three-star swordsmanship?"

People were shocked, and could easily judge the grade from the changing levels of swordsmanship.

Liu Ziyuan also changed his expression. Although his swordsmanship was at the four-star level, he was not even close to a minor success. His internal skills were just getting started, but Zhuo Mufeng had the blessing of magic light, which actually bridged the gap between the two sides.

"Brother Liu, you may not be able to defeat me."

It was enough not to take action. Now that even his trump card was exposed, Zhuo Mufeng became completely serious. Every move, he performed the Dashumi Sword Style to the extreme. He was able to attack and defend with ease, and actually suppressed Liu Ziyuan.

"this……"

Everyone couldn't believe this result.

Even Shang Zirong and other close people were stunned.

Liu Ziyuan fought and retreated, but under Zhuo Mufeng's impeccable attack, he couldn't even use his family's body skills. Finally, he lost his previous calmness and looked a little embarrassed.

His face turned red. He never imagined that the leader of a small gang could actually learn the three-star swordsmanship and practice it to such a high level.

No, I can't lose, otherwise how can I save my face?!

Seeing Zhuo Mufeng's long sword slashing from the side again, Liu Ziyuan's old strength was exhausted. He could no longer care about anything else. His whole body surged with momentum, and the emerald green light on the long sword became a little stronger.

The two swords clashed, knocking Zhuo Mufeng back several steps.

"The internal strength has increased a lot. No, this is Liu Ziyuan's true cultivation. He claims to be at the second level, but in fact he has reached the third level."

a young man shouted.

At the age of sixteen, it is indeed remarkable to break through to the third level. But in this way, it is inevitable to overwhelm others with power, and they are not fighting at the same level.

"You're being rude and don't follow the rules!"

Sure enough, Shang Zirong immediately took the lead in shouting, and the Mozhu Gang members also cursed angrily.

But Liu Ziyuan, who was full of anger, could not control so much. He just wanted to deal with Zhuo Mufeng with the most ruthless means.


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