In the front row, the old man from the Duanhua Sword Sect turned his head and looked at Han Muye, with a strange look on his face.
"Haha, little friend, you can tell me why you said Fu Zhou was wronged?"
First, he affirmed Qi Tao's strength, and now he talked about Fu Zhou's defeat.
Everyone wondered whether Han Muye really saw something, or was he just trying to impress others?
Han Muye looked at Fu Zhou, reached out and picked up the book and chuckled: "According to the records, Fu Zhou and Qi Tao are indeed equally powerful. In the battle just now, Fu Zhou also showed his own strength."
These words made the disciples watching in the audience nod.
Qi Tao won, but Fu Zhou's defeat was not vulnerable.
Fu Zhou glanced at Han Muye with gratitude.
Han Muye said loudly: "You lost because you were timid in your heart."
Fu Zhou shuddered, and just when he raised his head, he heard Han Muye say calmly: "The Duanhua Sword Sect and the Suyang Sect are adjacent to each other, and they have a very good relationship. Thinking about the tragic situation of the Suyang Sect's defeated disciples just now, you are scared."
Speaking of this, Han Muye shook his head, as if he was saying to Fu Zhou, as if he was saying to others, and as if he was saying to himself: "On the road of spiritual practice, the most important thing to avoid is to be at both ends. If you are not firm in your heart, you will be timid.
, in the end, it’s hard to please both sides.”
On the high platform, Fu Zhou looked pale, cupped his hands, turned around and walked down the stage.
Some of the disciples in the audience nodded slightly, while others looked puzzled.
Han Muye's words were really too general.
But the intention seems to be to knock Fu Zhou, saying that his character is not good and not firm in spiritual practice.
The old man from the Duanhua Sword Sect looked a little unhappy and turned around.
Han Muye turned to look at Zhao Pu and Tuoba Cheng who were standing aside.
Zhao Pu looked confused, and Tuoba Cheng nodded slightly.
alright.
Han Muye breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down.
The Duanhua Sword Sect, as seen from Qin Yuanhe's memory of wearing a sword, is a sect that came to the Tailing Sword Sect earlier than the Suyang Sect.
The Suyang Sect was instigated by the Duanhua Sword Sect to rebel.
In the competition on the stage just now, Fu Zhou's fighting ability was not much worse than Qi Tao's, but he was timid. After a dozen moves, Qi Tao picked up the long sword. It was obvious that he had no intention of fighting.
Han Muye guessed that Fu Zhou must have known about the sect's decision and betrayed the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, so he was worried about the sword fight.
After all, this is Jiuxuan Mountain. If Jiuxuan Sword Sect knew about the Duanhua Sword Sect's betrayal, none of their people who came this time would be able to escape.
It seems that Fu Zhou's character is not firm, maybe this is a breakthrough.
Just now, by commenting on Fu Zhou, he also gave Tuoba Cheng a reminder.
The Suyang Sect and the Duanhua Sword Sect have a good relationship. This is obvious enough. He also said that Fu Zhou was on both ends of the spectrum, and in the end both sides were displeased. Tuoba Cheng definitely understood.
…
On the high platform, two young men in white robes stood opposite each other.
"Let's talk about how this battle will turn out."
Tuoba Cheng's voice sounded again.
Zhao Pu turned to look at Han Muye, with a gloating expression on his face.
It's okay to do this kind of thing once or twice, but if you do it too much, won't you get tired?
Han Mu sighed in ambition and spread out the book in his hand.
"In this battle, I guess Guangyue Jianmen Qian Kaishen will lose."
"In this battle, the disciples of the Suyang Sect have no fighting spirit, and I'm afraid they have no chance of winning."
"Sun Ming of the Sun Family of Hefu City has a greater chance of winning in this battle."
…
In every subsequent battle, Han Muye made guesses.
The results of every battle were very different from what he said.
The powerful men from various sects in the front row were already whispering about Han Muye's identity.
Zhao Pu was also confused throughout the whole process.
"when--"
On the high platform, Lin Yuxia picked out the opponent's sword with one strike, then turned and looked in the direction of Han Muye.
"Senior Brother Han, tell me, how is my swordsmanship?"
On the stage, Han Muye shook his head and said calmly: "It's good if you win. You are higher than him in cultivation and your swordsmanship is much better. What do you have to show off?"
Lin Yuxia's face turned red, she sheathed her sword, turned around and left.
Han Muye took a fancy to the young man who picked up the sword and was about to step down, and said: "Your swordsmanship is not worthy of your cultivation talent. If it were a set of swordsmanship with equal combat power, you would not lose."
After hearing Han Muye's words, the young man turned around, bowed to Han Muye, and whispered: "Thank you, Brother Tao Shan, for your advice."
Lin Yuxia gritted her teeth as she left the stage.
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When the sun turns to the west, today's competition is over.
Tuoba Cheng stood up and looked at Han Muye.
"Zhao Pu said that you understood the White Tiger Picture Scroll. Tell me, what did you understand?"
These words shocked Zhao Pu, who had just stood up, and his eyes widened.
Could it be that Master deliberately took advantage of Brother Han and told him the secret of the White Tiger Scroll?
Han Muye glanced at Zhao Pu and said in a low voice: "I have realized that if you want tigers to roar in the mountains and forests, you must have the strength to overwhelm all beasts."
"This White Tiger picture scroll still lacks some strength."
Almost powerful!
Zhao Pu's eyelids twitched.
This is a provocation!
This is my dissatisfaction with Master’s constant tests today!
Zhao Pu could feel that the master behind him was like a tiger with suppressed anger, and it seemed that it might explode at any time.
However, he did not wait for Tuoba Cheng to explode. Instead, he heard Tuoba Cheng ask lightly: "Then what do you think is strong?"
Han Muye bowed slightly and whispered: "The tiger descended from the mountain, the wind and clouds followed, and all the beasts surrendered. Uncle Master still lacks a chance."
Tuoba Cheng has used the White Tiger scroll to carry his sword intention for so many years. He is clearly waiting for an opportunity to take a step forward and condense the power of his sword.
It’s just that I don’t know when this opportunity will come.
Tuoba Cheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Muye quietly. After a moment, he chuckled, then turned and left.
"such a pity……"
His voice came.
Zhao Pu was at a loss.
He didn't know what his master regretted.
Han Muye didn't know whether Tuoba Cheng regretted that the opportunity had not come to him, or whether it was a pity that Han Muye could not worship at the gate of Sanshizhai.
Looking up at Han Muye, Zhao Pu whispered uneasily: "Brother Han, that White Tiger Picture Scroll, is it so difficult to understand?"
He didn't understand a word of the conversation between Han Muye and his master Tuoba Cheng just now.
This shocked him who wanted to understand the White Tiger Picture.
"It's not difficult, but you may need to change your mind to understand it." Han Muye shook his head, then smiled and said, "How about I just tell Senior Brother Zhao your method?"
Zhao Pu's expression changed, but he finally shook his head: "We'll talk about it later..."
When Han Muye returned to Jiange, Huang Laoliu came over impatiently.
"How about it?"
"How about it?"
Han Muye smiled and told him the order arranged by Zhao Pu.
He just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Zhao Pu had made arrangements to ensure that Lu Qingping would not lose in ten games.
"Sixth Brother, you can go and see it in the next few days. I'll take care of the sword viewing at the sword pavilion."
Han Muye patted Huang Laoliu on the shoulder.
Just as Huang Laoliu was about to refuse, Han Muye whispered: "There will be a competition between Sister Six and Sister-in-law tomorrow morning."
Huang Laoliu was shocked and nodded slightly.
He really wanted to see it.
Han Muye returned to the quiet room, looked up at the White Tiger scroll, and contemplated quietly.
The tiger's aura in his mind was still overwhelming. Just a slight roar could shake his soul and cause the sea of qi to surge with sword intent.
When he turned pale and turned his head, he found that although his soul was a little damaged, it had a hint of concentration.
Is this a way to cultivate the soul?
Han Muye felt that the Sword Raising Technique, which introduced the sword energy into his body, was extremely painful, and visualizing the White Tiger scroll made his soul shake again.
Are you practicing cultivation, or are you looking for abuse?
Sitting cross-legged on the wooden couch, he stretched out his hand.
In the palm of his hand, a ball of light cyan ice-cold aura rose.
Spells.
The coldness dissipated and the flames rose again.
The biggest gain today is that I have learned so many techniques.
Flames, winds, clouds, ice arrows...
Various spells were converted and eventually dispersed.
"How can all kinds of spells be defeated by a sword?"
Lying on the wooden couch with his eyes closed, Han Muye slowly closed his eyes.
There was a faint sword energy flowing around him.
Unknowingly, he had developed hundreds of sword energy that could be continuously recycled and regenerated from his own Dantian.
The bones of his body were also covered with a light layer of silver.
Sword bone.
…
On the second day, after breakfast, Huang Laoliu went to the party venue to watch Lu Qingping compete.
Han Muye was wiping his sword in the sword pavilion and collecting sword energy.
"The sword pavilion is an important place, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."
At the entrance of Jiange, Lu Gao's voice sounded.
"The Cao family, a famous sword-making family, is here to deliver twenty-one newly made swords to the Jiuxuan Sword Gate Sword Pavilion."
Newly made swords enter the cabinet?
Han Muye put back his sword, turned around and walked towards the door of the sword pavilion.