"Stop, we haven't fought yet."

Long Xing walked out from behind slowly. He looked very weak due to excessive blood loss.

Tang Muyang couldn't help but feel a little funny, "Can you still fight now?"

Long Xing raised his proud head and said, "As long as you're not dead, I can fight you."

Tang Muyang touched his nose, "Are you sure you want to fight me?"

Long Xing nodded resolutely, "You just said that as long as I beat that little brat, you would fight me."

There was a trace of doubt on Tang Muyang's face, "Did you defeat him?"

A blush flashed across Long Xing's pale face. To be precise, he did not win. Although Qin Yu's injuries were more serious than his, he also lost his fighting ability in the end, and it could only be considered a tie at best.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you dare to fight?" Long Xing urged impatiently.

Tang Muyang chuckled lightly, "I'm the Huajin Grandmaster, aren't you afraid?"

Long Xing hesitated for a moment. When he was resting in the back just now, he heard the movement here and knew that the other party was the rumored grand master Tang Muyang.

Although the other party is very famous, he is somewhat dissatisfied. The other party looks to be a few years older than him. How could he be the master of Huajin?

He has practiced martial arts with Guan Xiaotian since he was a child, and his master has always praised him as a martial arts wizard. At the age of only sixteen, he was already in the middle stage of Ming Jin.

After all, his master Guan Xiaotian had just stepped into the dark realm not long ago. If he had been guided by a more advanced master, his achievements might have been even higher.

Geniuses generally have a sense of arrogance, especially when they see people of similar age to themselves, they can't help but want to compare.

Now that he saw a person who was only a few years older than himself, but was already a master of Huajin, he felt somewhat unconvinced.

In fact, he was not the only one who had this idea. Many Nighthawk members present also had some doubts.

The main reason is that Tang Muyang's age is too confusing. He is only in his early twenties, and the childishness on his face has not completely faded. If he is said to be a master of Anjin, some people may still believe him, but Huajin is a bit too exaggerated.

Although it sounds like there is only a wall between An Jin and Hua Jin, the difference between them cannot be measured in any way. In the history of martial arts, there are countless amazing and talented people who have been stuck in the realm of half-step masters all their lives and cannot break through.

If you want to break through to the level of strength, you must have great perseverance, great fortune, and great opportunities, but the man in front of you looks nothing like him.

If it weren't for the unconditional trust in Guan Xiaotian in their hearts, everyone would really wonder if this guy was a fake?

Tang Muyang saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, couldn't help but smile, and said to Long Xing: "You are seriously injured now. If I attack you, even if I win, it will be disgraceful."

Long Xing snorted contemptuously, "Are you afraid?"

Tang Muyang smiled faintly, put one hand behind his back, grabbed the other hand in the air, and pushed towards the woods behind him.

Everyone hurriedly turned around and saw that the woods were still standing, nothing strange, not even a sound of wind.

Some people couldn't help but laugh out loud. This was a bit embarrassing. Was it because the spell was not used?

For a majestic grandmaster, even if his moves are useless, he won't be able to create a little bit of buzz, right?

Is this person really a fake? Is the pill just now... also a fake?

Everyone was puzzled for a while.

Even Guan Xiaotian was a little confused. With Tang Muyang's strength, how could such a mistake happen?

Just when everyone was puzzled, a breeze blew by, and the quiet woods suddenly changed.

More than a dozen poplar trees, as thick as two people could hug each other, were cut in half without any warning. The fracture was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been severed by a peerless sword.

There was no earth-shattering explosion or any spiritual energy fluctuation during the whole process, and more than a dozen giant trees collapsed like this.

Everyone stood there blankly, not knowing how to react.

They really couldn't imagine how Tang Muyang could do it and cause such great damage without even a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation.

You must know that even if you reach the stage of transforming energy and transforming energy into something invisible, it is still impossible to achieve a state where there is no trace of spiritual energy fluctuations.

Moreover, transforming energy into the invisible can only be achieved by masters at the peak of transforming energy. Tang Muyang was only in the early stage of transforming energy, how could he achieve this state?

Even Guan Xiaotian was a little confused. After not seeing each other for a few days, had Master Tang’s strength reached this point?

He evolved in his mind. If he were to fight Tang Muyang now, and the other party used such silent, invisible moves, he might not even know how he died.

Naturally, they did not expect, not even Tang Muyang himself, that this murderous sword could be so powerful. He just tried it casually, but it had such destructive power.

More than a dozen towering trees were chopped off like tofu, so if they were chopped off on a human body...

Thinking of this, Tang Muyang was full of confidence for the martial arts conference in a month. The only regret was that there were too few murderous swords. There were only five swords in the beginning. Now that one is used up, the rest can only be used sparingly.

At this time, the Nighthawk members also came back to their senses, and looked at Tang Muyang again, with eyes full of admiration.

Especially Long Xing, whose eyes were shining brightly at this moment, staring straight at Tang Muyang, "You... what kind of trick is this, Grandmaster Tang? Can you teach it to me?"

Although he was extremely talented, his master's strength, knowledge, and background were limited, so he did not teach him too advanced martial arts.

At this time, seeing how powerful Tang Muyang's move was, his heart suddenly felt unbearable.

Tang Muyang paused, "This... is not suitable for your practice."

If you want to condense the murderous sword, you must practice the art of looking at qi, and at the same time, the qi training method in "Qingdi Immortality Technique" must also be taught at the same time, which is impossible.

"The Qing Emperor's Secret of Immortality" is his greatest reliance. Unless he wants to recruit disciples and pass on his mantle one day, the life-preserving technique must not be passed on lightly.

Hearing Tang Muyang's rejection, Long Xing showed a look of extreme disappointment. For him, nothing is more important than improving his strength. Now that he sees a powerful technique but cannot learn it, for him,

It's a very cruel thing.

Tang Muyang saw his emotions in his eyes and couldn't help but smile, "Although this technique cannot be taught, I will customize a set of cultivation techniques for you based on the characteristics of each of you."

After hearing Tang Muyang's words, the eyes of all the Nighthawk members present lit up. This one was even more tempting than the Marrow Cleansing Pill just now.

What they practice now are the most common techniques in the martial arts world. Some advanced techniques are monopolized by those big families, making it difficult for ordinary people to learn them.

It would be a great blessing to be able to obtain a technique specially created by Grandmaster Huajin.

You must know that the reason why masters are called masters is because they have their own understanding of martial arts and can establish their own sect.

Even Guan Xiaotian couldn't hold back his joy at this time. If he could really get the skills taught by Grandmaster Tang, Nighthawk's overall strength would improve by leaps and bounds.
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