One thing you need to know is that there is a huge difference between the intensity and thickness of internal force. The intensity depends on the quality of internal force. Combined with the amount of internal force that the tendons can explode at one time, the lethality will be determined.
As for the internal strength, it depends on the storage in the Dantian.
So even if everyone knows Zhuo Mufeng's attack power, they can't really estimate the depth of his internal energy.
When they heard that he could display the five-color sword energy nine times, everyone was stunned for a moment, incredulous.
Ling Luoyang's expression also changed.
With the speed of the five-color sword energy, it would be very difficult for her to dodge in a close-range fight. She would definitely have to use her killing moves to fight, but with her current internal strength, she could only perform up to seven killing moves.
It is even more unrealistic to fight at a distance. She has not reached that level yet. In this way, she may not be able to defeat Zhuo Mufeng.
However, Ling Luoyang was not a fool. She would believe whatever her opponent said. She looked at Zhuo Mufeng with a smile, her eyes as clear as a stream seemed to reflect Zhuo Mufeng's heart. It seemed that such a shameless person as Zhuo Mufeng was...
Feeling uncomfortable.
"Luoyang has made up his mind, please ask Junior Brother Zhuo for advice." Ling Luoyang spoke softly, but her attitude was very firm.
Everyone else was observing Zhuo Mufeng's reaction, and they were quite suspicious that someone was bragging.
Bai Liyan said with a smile: "Brother, your words are unfounded, why don't you let us see it."
Meng Jiuxiao coughed dryly, and seeing that he could not refuse, he said seriously to Zhuo Mufeng: "Mufeng, temporary success or failure is nothing."
It means just go ahead, it doesn't matter if you lose, but don't talk nonsense anymore, otherwise it will only make you more embarrassed.
But Zhuo Mufeng didn't listen at all. This guy had already decided to go down the wrong path. He was very unhappy. Why should he accept the challenge when others asked him to challenge him? Why would he take action even though he was not sure? Wasn't he just looking for abuse?
If you want to step on me and show off your power, just dream!
Looking at Ling Luoyang who had a faint smile on her face and could not refuse, Zhuo Mufeng felt like fucking her eighteenth generation ancestor.
He said in a deep voice: "If it were a normal situation, I wouldn't mind giving advice to Senior Sister, but it really won't work this time. I said that once I take action, I must go all out for the sake of the Sanjiang Alliance. Senior Sister, please ask yourself, can you stop it?
My Nine Swords?
At that time, I won’t be able to control myself, and I might seriously injure senior sister! Previously, I almost killed Zi Wanhao by firing five swords in a row. If it were senior sister, how could I kill him?"
This guy is so shameless. Before the fight even started, he already considered himself the winner. His tone was completely sympathetic.
Even though Ling Luoyang had a calm mind, she could not help grinding her teeth in anger, secretly annoyed. She was also very proud in her bones, and she said more firmly: "Junior brother, don't worry, if something goes wrong, my mentor will take action of his own accord, you can't hurt me."
Chu Yuhuan said coldly: "Boy, if you want to fight, just fight. Don't delay."
Zhuo Mufeng frowned, with an angry look on his face: "My senior sister Ling, everything has a contingency, what if your master is too late? If I accidentally hurt you, wouldn't I have to regret it for the rest of my life? No, I will never agree to it.
."
As soon as these words came out, Chu Yuhuan's eyebrows stood up. Bailiyan stamped his feet in disbelief. Lingluoyang's pretty face turned red, and anger surged for the first time in her usually gentle face.
These words are too presumptuous. What do you mean by my senior sister Ling, she even regrets it for the rest of her life? This is simply teasing Ling Luoyang in front of her, the proud daughter of the younger generation of Yanyu Tower.
Which one is unbearable? My uncle can't bear it, but my aunt can't bear it either.
Meng Jiuxiao knew something was going to be bad when she saw Chu Yuhuan's look, and secretly scolded Zhuo Mufeng for being so shameless. She had teased someone, but she asked him to put out the fire, but she still had to act honestly.
Wu Yuanyuan originally had a change of heart towards Zhuo Mufeng, but now she was glaring with anger, her eyes were like two sharp swords, she wanted to pierce this guy's face and see how thick he was.
Zhuo Mufeng himself was dumbfounded, not because of these words, but because of this guy's quick reaction, and he could already feel the strong fighting spirit coming from Ling Luoyang.
The smoke-like sword power is about to burst out. Once Ling Luoyang takes action, all his previous reputation will be shattered and he will become the laughingstock of the world.
Zhuo Mufeng spoke quickly: "Sister, I'm sorry, what I just said was inappropriate, you go ahead and do it! In short, for the sake of the friendship between the two families, I will never do anything rashly. At worst, I will give up."
Having said that, he placed his sword in front of his hands and just looked at Ling Luoyang quietly without any defense, which made him feel so wronged that he would rather suffer a loss in order to maintain the relationship between the two factions.
Keng!
The ethereal sword energy suddenly erupted, and Zhuo Mufeng only saw a flash of white light, and an extremely condensed sword energy pierced towards him. The speed was not very fast, but it felt unpredictable and unstoppable.
In his conscience, Zhuo Mufeng couldn't stop him. At this moment, he knew that he was definitely no match for Ling Luoyang. Mad, I bet you wouldn't dare to make a move.
This guy is also ruthless. In such a dangerous situation, he can't even use his internal energy. He even smiles and looks like he has a clear conscience. In fact, his back is wet.
The sharp sword energy quickly touched the tip of Zhuo Mufeng's nose, and the remaining force was strong, with no sign of stopping. Zhuo Mufeng finally turned pale with horror, and his heart stopped beating. This woman really took action and wanted to take my life.
?!
Just when Zhuo Mufeng thought that my life was over and regretted it endlessly, another sword light lit up in front of his eyes, like a colorful neon, splendid with murderous intent. A sword hit the invisible but extremely condensed sword light.
broken.
The figure flashed, Ling Luoyang took three steps back, heard another clang, Wu Yuanyuan's sword had been sheathed, and said coldly: "Senior Sister Ling, what do you mean?"
Ling Luoyang also sheathed her sword, shook her head and said, "I just want to try my junior sister's sword skills. She is indeed better than me."
Her gaze shifted and fell on the livid-faced Zhuo Mufeng. With the joy of revenge in her eyes, Ling Luoyang said with a smile: "Junior brother, I didn't want to hurt you just now. Didn't I scare you?"
Zhuo Mufeng smiled ugly: "It's okay, I know senior sister is joking." But in his heart, he cursed bitch, just wait for me, sooner or later I will want you to look good.
Chu Yuhuan looked at Meng Jiuxiao, who was waiting in full formation, and said with a hint: "Go back and tell Wu Guanting not to keep all these despicable people around, otherwise the Sanjiang Alliance will be finished sooner or later."
She had opened her eyes today. She never thought that a person could be so shameless and would do anything to avoid a fight.
But that's how things are in the world. There is a saying that the most humble person is invincible. If the other party has made it clear that they are cheating, they don't have any shame. You really have no choice. You can't force others to fight, right?
Chu Yuhuan quickly glanced at Zhuo Mufeng, then turned around and swept away into the distance without looking any further: "Let's go."
Ling Luoyang didn't look at Zhuo Mufeng anymore. In the eyes of this gentle girl, Zhuo Mufeng was no longer worthy of being her opponent. It is estimated that if they don't fight today, they won't be able to wait for the final battle, and they will be defeated by others sooner or later.
Thinking that she had wasted so much time for such a person, Ling Luoyang shook her head inwardly, but on the outside she was impeccable. She still held her hands to Meng Jiuxiao and the others and said, "Senior Meng, Witch Girl, and Junior Brother Zhuo, take your leave." Then she followed her master.
go.
The remaining Bailiyan curled his lips secretly, but he also knew the most basic etiquette, so he said hello and left.
Soon Ni Dazi was the only outsider left at the scene. Meng Jiuxiao was not in a good mood. Looking at the direction in which the three women disappeared, Jiujiu finally looked back and said with a wry smile: "Let's go down the mountain too."
He nodded to Ni Dazi and walked out. Zhuo Mufeng and Wu Yuanyuan followed him.
Ni Dazi stretched out his hand, smiling uglier than crying. He looked at the collapsed thatched house, and his heart was bleeding. This group of saboteurs who had killed thousands of people didn't even show any sign.
Suddenly he heard the sound of breaking wind. Ni Dazi, who was feeling bitter, subconsciously stretched out his hand and saw five large white silver ingots in his palm. He was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, he quickly ran to the edge of the cliff and stared at the figure at the foot of the mountain.
Shout: "Master Meng, you're welcome!"
When there was no reply, Ni Dazi weighed the silver ingot happily, looked back at the mess on the ground, put away the meteor hammer, hung it on his waist, and strode away humming a small tune.
I am a traveler in the world, and there is no place in the world that I would not call home. I cannot stay here, lest I be challenged every now and then and have no peace.
Zhuo Mufeng and the three people who came down the mountain did not set off immediately, but returned to Xiaohan City to rest. Zhuo Mufeng's internal strength had not yet recovered, and Meng Jiuxiao was also slightly injured.
Back in the room, Zhuo Mufeng was still a little depressed.
He also wanted to understand that Ling Luoyang's sword definitely did not hold back, but the opponent was confident, because even if Wu Yuanyuan did not take action, Meng Jiuxiao would not sit back and watch him be killed.
But even in this situation, he was still so frightened that his face turned pale. He was not sure why the woman was laughing at him.
In fact, this is no wonder Zhuo Mufeng. At the moment of life and death, no matter how rational a person is, he will have an instinctive fear of death.
In the final analysis, Zhuo Mufeng underestimated Ling Luoyang and did not think that Ling Luoyang would dare to draw the sword. As a result, the other party not only drew the sword, but also poked the tip of his nose with the sword. Can you not be shocked?
Without weak legs, Master Zhuo already has a strong psychological quality.
"Don't underestimate others."
Zhuo Mufeng really wanted to ask Ling Luoyang, "Aren't you afraid that something might happen to you and Meng Jiuxiao and Wu Yuanyuan won't be able to save you in time? How will you end up with this? You can only keep this question in your heart for the time being."
Zhuo Mufeng shook his head and quickly got rid of unnecessary distracting thoughts. Of course, he also remembered clearly the grudges that should be held and would never forget them.
Unfortunately, there is probably no chance for revenge in this battle. The time is too short, and it is difficult for his strength to advance by leaps and bounds. There is a high probability that he will be defeated by others first if he does not meet Ling Luoyang.
The more Young Master Zhuo thought about it, the more depressed he became. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea, but it was tasteless.
When they gathered in the hall for dinner in the evening, Zhuo Mufeng's skills had recovered, and Meng Jiuxiao looked as normal.
As soon as he saw Zhuo Mufeng, Meng Jiuxiao smiled and comforted him: "Don't take what happened during the day to your heart."
In fact, he had already prepared for Zhuo Mufeng's defeat, and everyone in the Sanjiang League knew about it, but he didn't expect that Zhuo Mufeng just suppressed Chu Yuhuan, master and disciple, and postponed the period of defeat.
I don't know whether to cry or laugh.
Wu Yuanyuan glanced at Zhuo Mufeng.
Zhuo Mufeng shrugged and said with a smile: "Uncle Meng underestimated me too much. It's just a trivial matter. I've forgotten it a long time ago. By the way, who does Uncle Meng think I should challenge next?"