Kong Ming's peak momentum suddenly rolled out, knocking Meng Yu back with a bang.
Meng Yu steadied his figure, his face was extremely ferocious, he stared at Mu Bei viciously, and the fingers of his hands sank deeply into the flesh and blood of his palms.
shame!
shame!
He, Meng Yu, has made great progress in the way of swordsmanship along the way, but now he is so humiliated at the hands of Mu Bei, who is in the innate realm!
hatred!
So hateful!
Mu Bei glanced at him sideways and was too lazy to answer him.
The elder of the outer sect ordered a few deacons to bring in new crystal pillars and continue testing the quality of the sword until a quarter of an hour later.
Mu Bei is undoubtedly the best in sword fighting.
"Take a rest and start the Kenshin test."
The outer elder said.
The sword heart test is actually a test of the state of mind. The disciples step into the artificial illusion one after another. The sooner they break through the illusion, the better their results will be.
After a short rest, the swordsman battle begins.
The elder of the outer sect waved his hand, and nine small towers covered with arrays and patterns fell to the ground. They grew in the wind and soon grew to a height of several feet.
"This is the Fantasy Tower. It is an identical illusion inside. Enter the Fantasy Tower in batches and let's begin!"
The elder from the outer sect spoke up.
Suddenly, nine people stepped into the fantasy tower together.
Afterwards, nine people walked out of it one after another.
"continue!"
Group after group of disciples entered the Fantasy Tower.
The fastest one took about half an hour, and the slowest one took about a quarter of an hour.
At this time, another group of disciples entered the Fantasy Tower.
Among these disciples was Meng Yu.
After fifteen breaths, Meng Yu walked out of the fantasy tower.
This scene moved everyone.
Fifteen breaths!
It took fifteen breaths to walk out of the fantasy tower!
So amazing!
"this……"
One disciple had palpitations.
As far as they know, the best performance in the Magic Tower in the history of the Spiritual Sword Sect also took twenty breaths!
Meng Yuneng broke through the illusion in fifteen breaths, his state of mind was so strong!
The sect leader, who was as strong as Tan Cong, could not help but feel slightly depressed.
I have to admit that although Meng Yu's character is poor, his ability in swordsmanship is truly astonishing and extraordinary!
"Elder Meng Yue, this guy is really good! He's very powerful!"
“Beyond us is just around the corner!”
Peak Masters Minjian Peak, Qiyuan Peak, Taiyou Peak and Zhuobi Peak looked at Meng Yu and spoke out one after another.
A smile appeared on Meng Yue's face again.
Although he didn't get first place in the sword quality test, he definitely won the sword heart test. This grandson is really good.
Even the law enforcement elder couldn't help but nodded when he looked at Meng Yu.
After taking fifteen breaths to walk out of the fantasy tower, this state of mind is indeed very tenacious.
Meng Yu's face showed a look of pride again, and he glanced at Mu Bei provocatively.
Mu Bei: "..."
The swordsmanship competition continued, and in a blink of an eye there were not many people left. Meng Yu's fifteen breaths came first, which was far stronger than the second eighty breaths.
At this time, Mu Bei stepped forward.
As he stepped forward, everyone's eyes fell on him.
After all, Mu Bei showed his talent in the first round of sword quality competition, so the current sword heart competition naturally attracted a lot of attention.
"His swordsmanship is very powerful, but in terms of state of mind, he probably can't beat Meng Yu. After all, it takes fifteen breaths!"
"really!"
Some disciples said.
It's not that they underestimated Mu Bei, but that in fifteen breaths, the speed of breaking through the realm was indeed too fast, a bit scary.
How can Mubei surpass this speed?
too difficult!
Meng Yu looked at Mu Bei and smiled coldly, full of provocation.
Mu Bei glanced at him sideways and walked into the fantasy tower.
As soon as he entered the fantasy tower, a terrifying scene appeared in front of his eyes. Countless ferocious beasts rushed toward him, endless ghosts and resentful spirits surrounded him, and dense thunderbolts fell from the sky.
Extremely creepy!
Mu Bei's eyes moved slightly, and the scene in front of him instantly collapsed.
He controls the illusory sword intention and is very good at illusions. How can such a small illusion be difficult for him?
To him, it was like walking on flat ground.
He walked out.
"This...is out!"
"Is this coming out?!"
"How long has it been, one breath? Or, zero breaths?"
Everyone was stunned.
In their view, Mu Bei seemed to have just stepped into the Fantasy Tower and then walked out.
Almost no time consuming!
To be strict, it only takes one breath!
One breath breaks the illusion!
Isn't this... too scary?!
Even Tan Cong and other experts at the peak of the Kongming Realm were stunned, and the law enforcement elders were also stunned on the spot.
Until a moment later, a burst of laughter rang out.
It’s still Tan Cong, the leader of the Sword Sect!
"Okay, okay! Okay!"
He was really too excited.
Mu Bei actually broke through the illusion in almost zero breathing time. What kind of tenacity is this?
unbelievable!
It’s so outrageous!
And this person is from his camp!
How could you not be excited?
Even Qing Jun, who knew that Mu Bei was extremely talented in swordsmanship, couldn't help but be shocked at this time.
Mubei is too strong!
The elders of the outer sect were also shocked at this time.
He took a deep breath, looked at Mu Bei and said, "Little guy, to be absolutely rigorous, how about I set your time as one breath?"
He actually wanted to set Mubei's breakthrough time to zero breath, but in order to ensure absolute rigor, there had to be a time.
From the appearance of the illusion to the breakthrough, no matter how fast it is, there will be a gap in between. Mu Bei just takes less than one breath.
Mu Bei nodded: "Listen to the elders."
The elder of the outer sect nodded and smiled. Mu Bei's swordsmanship was superb, but he didn't have any arrogance. He liked Mu Bei more and more.
At that moment, he announced loudly: "Mu Bei, just take a breath..."
"etc!"
There was a shout and Meng Yu stood up.
Everyone's eyes fell on him.
The outer elder frowned: "What's wrong?"
Meng Yudao: "There's another problem with this test!"
The outer elder's frown deepened: "Meng Yu, the Fantasy Tower that Mu Bei entered happened to be the one you entered just now. What's the problem?"
He was a little impatient.
During the sword quality competition, this Meng Yu was always messing around, and now he does it again!
Really annoying!
If Meng Yu's grandfather hadn't been the eldest elder of the sect, he would have wanted to slap him on the spot!
"How can there be no problem if he walked out as soon as he stepped into the Fantasy Tower?" Meng Yu Leng said: "Indeed, the Fantasy Tower he just entered is the same as the Fantasy Tower I entered before, but the Fantasy Tower is extremely
There may have been a problem the moment he entered, and the phantom array patterns inside it should have been damaged! I think, to be fair and equitable, he should be allowed to change to a phantom tower and test it again!"
The outer sect elder's face darkened: "In the sword quality test, you said that the crystal pillar he tested was broken, but what was the result? Now in the sword heart test, you also said that the magic tower pattern he tested was broken, and something went wrong as soon as he tested it?