After Miao Xiangyu's deliberate reminder before, everyone remembered that Miao Xiangjun defeated Ke Junxia in six moves. This shocking achievement made Zhuo Mufeng feel embarrassed.
If you lose, your reputation will be ruined. Even if you win, you will be shrouded in Miao Xiangjun's halo. Many people will even sympathize with Zhuo Mufeng.
But who could have imagined that the final result would be like this. Zhuo Mufeng also defeated Ke Junxia with six moves, not inferior to Miao Xiangjun!
This sudden battle not only failed to disgrace Zhuo Mufeng, but instead became a stepping stone for him to become famous. The sensational impact brought by this battle was even greater than Miao Xiangjun's six-stroke defeat of Ke Junxia.
Because Miao Xiangjun is the direct grandson of the Miao family, he has attracted much attention since he was a child. Although such a record is amazing, it is still within the acceptance range of outsiders.
On the other hand, Zhuo Mufeng became a monk halfway, and had always kept a low profile before. The world only knew that he was Wu Guanting's adopted son, and little was known about him.
In such a foggy and generally looked-down state, Zhuo Mufeng matched Miao Xiangjun's record in front of countless people. You can imagine the impact it had on everyone!
Nuanyang Lake and Nuanyang Mountain fell into a brief silence, and then there was a boiling tide of discussion, buzzing into the sky.
"Is it true? It's also six moves? Is it a coincidence or deliberate?"
"He is worthy of being Wu Guanting's adopted son. Hehehe, they all say that Zhuo Mufeng is unlucky, but they don't think about it. If he doesn't have real ability, can Wu Guanting value him and accept him as his adopted son?"
"Have you noticed that what Zhuo Mufeng used was not the Nine Rainbow Sword Technique. The only five-star sword technique in the Sanjiang League is this set. Is it possible that he used the four-star sword technique? With the four-star sword technique, he defeated the enemy with six moves.
Ke Junxia, this is too exaggerated."
Many people watching the battle were astonished.
Although the fight just now dazzled them, they could see the situation clearly. Zhuo Mufeng had the upper hand from beginning to end. This was a complete crushing.
The most exaggerated thing is that he does not seem to have used five-star martial arts. Based on this alone, even Miao Xiangjun cannot compare. In this intuitive and subtle comparison, some people even vaguely feel that Zhuo Mufeng's talent is not as good as that of Miao Xiangjun.
Miao Xiangjun is even taller.
"Huh, it's just a fluke. A bunch of blind people, can't they see that that idiot Ke Junxia spent too much energy before being taken advantage of? Some people simply can't win!"
Listening to the noise in his ears, Miao Xiangyu looked extremely ugly. Although the people nearby did not dare to talk too much, there were too many people to hold him back, so the sounds from further away still floated into his ears.
In his eyes, his eldest brother Miao Xiangjun is a first-class hero, but he is not comparable to Zhuo Mufeng, a wild dog with impure intentions.
This was obviously an attempt to suppress Zhuo Mufeng, which made everyone in the Sanjiang League frown. Just as Huafeng was about to defend Zhuo Mufeng, unexpectedly another soft but clearly angry voice sounded one step ahead.
"Cousin, what does it mean to win without force? Martial arts competitions are inherently integrated with strategy and the use of the environment. Ke Junxia wants to rely on himself. Who can blame him? If you follow your wishes, cousin Xiangjun has practiced five-star martial arts.
Is it true that the four-star martial arts that is better than Ke Junxia's is also a victory without martial arts?"
Miao Xiangyu looked at Wu Yuanyuan, who was looking at him coldly, in shock. He always thought that Wu Yuanyuan hated Zhuo Mufeng, which was one of the reasons why he deliberately suppressed Zhuo Mufeng.
But he didn't expect that in this situation, the cousin he adored would actually fall out with him because of Zhuo Mufeng, without giving him any face.
Miao Xiangyu's face turned blue and white, and he opened his mouth to speak, but could not utter any words to refute. Miao Li on the side suddenly praised: "Meng Shenjun, your alliance leader has adopted a good adopted son."
Meng Jiuxiao was in a good mood and smiled: "The alliance leader has always been very discerning, and this kid Mu Feng is very smart. We are all very optimistic about him."
When Huahua Feng and Lan Xiang heard this, they almost laughed.
They believed that the master was discerning, but if you, Lao Meng, thought highly of Zhuo Mufeng, they didn't notice it at all. They might not have said hello to you when they met before.
Miao Xiangyu, who was freed from anger, regained consciousness. He was not too stupid, and finally understood that his previous words not only discredited Zhuo Mufeng, but also meant that he did not give face to the Sanjiang Alliance. No wonder Wu Yuanyuan was angry.
Thinking of this, he decided to suppress his anger and smiled at Wu Yuanyuan: "Cousin, I just said the wrong thing, don't mind."
Wu Yuanyuan glanced at him without replying. Her pair of beautiful eyes as bright as stars just looked at the young man in sky blue who stood tall and tall in the middle of the lake, with an indescribably complicated expression.
There was a loud bang.
Water splashed on the lake, and a soaked Ke Junxia rushed out, with bloodshot eyes hanging from the corners of his mouth. His hair was as messy as waterweed and clinging to his face. His forehead veins were exposed, his eyes were red, and his whole face was filled with indescribable fright, anger and frustration.
, shouted: "I am not defeated, I am not defeated, come again!"
Zhuo Mufeng shook his head and said: "You have lost, accept the reality."
Ke Junxia ignored him and rushed forward with a roar. Unfortunately, he was hit by the sword energy of the Divine Sword Art. He was seriously injured and his speed was greatly affected. Zhuo Mufeng drew his sword and swung it, easily knocking him out and causing him to fall in again.
In the lake, the fish and shrimps in the water were startled.
After going back and forth several times, Ke Junxia still didn't stop, as if he was crazy.
Zhuo Mufeng, who had always been merciless, was annoyed by him, and due to his lack of skill, he could not stand on the lake for a long time. While retreating, he was thinking about whether to strike hard.
At this moment, Lian Yi, who had been sullen all the time, suddenly shouted angrily: "Stop, aren't you embarrassed enough?"
The loud shouting made Ke Junxia regain his consciousness, and he stood blankly on the lake, his pupils out of focus, and his straight back seemed to be hunched.
Lian Yi snorted heavily and had no choice but to fly away, grab Ke Junxia's shoulder and sweep away into the distance without any intention of stopping, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
For Lian Yi, Zihua City was humiliated today, especially when it lost to the Sanjiang League. There was no telling what kind of fire the city lord would cause when he returned.
But no matter how much he angered Ke Junxia, it was hard to leave him alone. In that case, he would be the one who was embarrassed.
However, after this battle, Ke Junxia's future in Zihua City has reached its peak. Although it is impossible to completely give up on the opponent, he will certainly not be listed as the primary training target.
The facade of Zihua City cannot bear such a stain.
"The one named Yan runs really fast."
Meng Jiuxiao was happy, Sanjiang League and Zihua City have competed for many years, with successes and failures. It is really refreshing to be able to slap each other in the face this time.
For this reason, Meng Jiuxiao suddenly felt that Zhuo Mufeng was quite pleasing to his eyes. The young man was energetic and had good qualifications. He did not tarnish the name of the Sanjiang League. When he saw Zhuo Mufeng retreating to the shore, he smiled and praised: "
Mu Feng, you’ve done a good job, it’s worthy of my high regard for you.”
Zhuo Mufeng quickly handed over his hand, but he was slandering him in his heart. If I lose, you will probably be the first to teach me a lesson. You are a hypocrite who hides his sword in his smile.
There was a lot of chatter at the scene, and there might be some twists and turns. Zhuo Mufeng was not used to being watched like a monkey. He was about to remind Meng Jiuxiao to go back and recover early, but he was afraid that something would happen.
"Senior Brother Zhuo is indeed very skilled in swordsmanship. I admire my little sister very much. I wonder if I dare to compete with my little sister?"
The girl's voice, as clear as an oriole, spread all around, and it was obviously blessed by inner strength.
Everyone's emotions had not completely subsided. As soon as they heard this, they immediately looked around to find the speaker. It could be said that today was a day of ups and downs. It was worth it that they stayed up all night. It was really worth it.
Zhuo Mufeng had the urge to scold his mother. Just after finishing dealing with Ke Junxia, another one jumped out. There was still more to finish. Are they all full?
He was too lazy to pay more attention, otherwise there would be endless things to do. He immediately urged Meng Jiuxiao: "Uncle Meng, let's go back quickly. Some idle people are really shameless in order to become famous."
Although Meng Jiuxiao felt that Zhuo Mufeng's words were unpleasant, she nodded in agreement.
As the face of the younger generation of the Sanjiang League, I couldn't avoid fighting on certain occasions, but I wasn't just going to take action just because the cats and dogs were shouting. That was too unclassy, so I immediately decided to turn around and leave.
"Meng Shenjun, I haven't seen you for a few years. He has a bad temper and doesn't even want to talk to you."
A mature woman's voice reached Meng Jiuxiao's ears, causing Meng Jiuxiao to pause and look back in astonishment. Following the direction of the voice, her burning eyes suddenly focused on a star hundreds of meters away.
Above the big tree.
There are three women standing on the treetops, dressed in white as snow. It can be vaguely seen that they have graceful figures and elegant demeanor. Their black hair is slightly blowing in the wind. With the swaying of the treetops, the three women seem to be riding the wind back.
The people nearby also raised their heads one after another. From just now to now, they did not realize that there were three such outstanding women standing here.
Next to the tree trunk below the three women, a middle-aged man with silkworm eyebrows raised his hand to Meng Jiuxiao from a distance. Wu Yuanyuan recognized that it was the helmsman of the Gusu Branch of the Twelve Yanyu Tower, "The Cut Sleeve Startled the Dragon"
Xiao Danchen.
So those three women are...
"It turns out to be Master Chu. After all these years, Master Chu is even more charming than before." Meng Jiuxiao narrowed her eyes and looked at the woman in white in the middle.
There were also Miao Li, Xing Qianren, and Bai Kao beside Bai Qingzhou, all looking at the woman with strange expressions on their faces.
"Sword Rain Fragrance" Chu Yuhuan, the owner of the second floor of the Twelve Yanyu Tower, is also one of the strongest masters of the Yanyu Tower. Like the owner of the Yanyu Tower, this woman's martial arts can only be described as profound and unpredictable.
If she hadn't spoken out before, Meng Jiuxiao and others might not have noticed her presence. One thing was that there were so many people at the scene, but it also proved how strong this woman's control over Qi was.
Facing the attention of countless pairs of eyes, Chu Yuhuan's delicate face showed no extra expression, and just said lightly: "There is no need to say more polite words. My disciple wants to discuss with you from the Sanjiang League. Why is your Sanjiang League so silent?"