Chapter 514: List of Chinese Grandmasters

Tang Muyang opened his eyes, looked at the flying sword floating in front of him, and couldn't help but secretly said that he was lucky.

Although from the perspective of Du Wenxiu and others, not much can be seen.

But only he, as the person involved, understood how dangerous the blood sacrifice just now was.

The moment the essence and blood dripped into Feijian, he felt as if his soul was divided into countless filaments in an instant.

These soul filaments are like blood vessels and meridians in a person's body, contacting and blending with each other between him and Feijian.

Even the slightest mistake in the process could cause his soul to suffer severe damage.

Fortunately, he overcame all these difficulties and finally succeeded in blood-sacrifice the flying sword.

Now, he just has a strange feeling, as if there is really an extra arm out of thin air, and there is a feeling of blood connection between the person and the sword.

It was as if this flying sword itself was part of his body!

Thinking of this, Tang Muyang glanced at a rolling pin in the kitchen a few meters away, and his mind moved slightly.

Just a ten thousandth of a second later, the flying sword that was floating in front of him suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared in a flash.

The rolling pin stood there intact. After a few seconds, it suddenly broke into several pieces and scattered on the ground.

Tang Muyang was suddenly surprised.

Even with his extraordinary eyesight, he couldn't clearly see the trajectory of the flying sword.

In other words, at least among the warriors with the same strength as him, it is difficult for anyone to be able to defend against the flying sword attack.

If he faced Baili Moxie again at this time, he would be sure to kill him!

Even if he faces Gui Fenghan alone... he must be capable of fighting.

Thinking of this, Tang Muyang was immediately overjoyed.

Now that we have this killer weapon, we have a powerful trump card. If used well, it can have unexpected effects.

With a thought, the flying sword immediately flashed in his palm, as cute as a pet.

Tang Muyang put the flying sword into his arms, felt the sword's body as warm as jade, and walked out of the lounge with satisfaction.

At this time, in the hall.

Wenren Xunyue and Du Wenxiu were meditating and practicing, while Tie Zhu was sitting on the ground, enjoying playing a candy-counting game that seemed boring to normal people.

He Juntang, on the other hand, was looking at something on his cell phone, with a mean smile on his face.

"You're not watching porn, are you?" Among these people, Tang Muyang was able to make a few jokes with He Juntang.

Hearing his voice, Wenren Xunyue and Du Wenxiu also silently closed their eyes and opened their eyes.

He Juntang raised his head and glanced at Tang Muyang, and said cheerfully, "Have you seen the grandmaster list?"

Tang Muyang was confused, "What is the list of masters?"

He Juntang glanced at him in surprise, "You don't know? You don't even know about martial arts forums, right?"

Tang Muyang couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard his tone, as if he didn't know this. "Isn't it strange that you don't know this?"

He Juntang rolled his eyes, "Even some low-level warriors know about the martial arts forum, right? You don't even know about it, even a great master, it's embarrassing!"

Tang Muyang immediately glared at him angrily, "I don't believe that everyone knows, at least Senior Wenren and Du don't know..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard Ren Xunyue say coldly, "Who said I didn't know?"

Tang Muyang's cheeks twitched a few times, "Aren't you guys always escaping from the world and practicing?"

Wenren Xunyue replied expressionlessly, "Escape from the world is not death, nor is it a dead person, so why can't you know about the martial arts forum?"

Tang Muyang was speechless. It seemed that his information was so limited that he was worse than two "savages"?

But you can't blame him.

After he entered martial arts in his previous life, he almost always struggled alone and had little contact with people in martial arts.

In this life, he has come into contact with people a lot more, but most of the people he met were of lower strength than him.

These people probably didn't expect that a great master would not even know about such a martial arts forum, so naturally no one would take the initiative to mention it.

He coughed hurriedly to cover up his embarrassment.

Tang Muyang pretended to be nonchalant and walked over, "What did it say?"

It was rare for He Juntang to see him in such embarrassment, and he felt very proud, so he pretended to be a "senior" and started to explain to him.

"This martial arts forum is a place created by the Grandmaster Alliance for warriors to communicate. Only by being invited by a registered warrior can you be qualified to register.

It is mainly used by warriors to exchange martial arts experiences and some gossip news between masters.

Occasionally, someone will post some bounty tasks, as well as some transactions in elixirs and exercises."

He Juntang said, turning the phone screen to Tang Muyang's side and pointing to a pinned post.

"This grandmaster list is a list compiled by the Grandmaster Alliance. It is a ranking of the strength of some of the masters known in the martial arts world today. It is updated every six months."

Tang Muyang took the phone and did not look at the list. He was first attracted by He Juntang's ID.

This guy’s ID name is: I eat sheepdog.

Muyang...Muyang?

Tang Muyang glanced at He Juntang coldly, his murderous intent clearly revealed.

He Juntang couldn't help but shudder and hurriedly explained, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't know you when I registered this ID."

Tang Muyang couldn't help but sneered, "I haven't asked yet, how did you know I was going to say this? Is this a self-inflicted mistake?"

He Juntang suddenly laughed dryly and hurriedly changed the subject, "Hurry up and look at the grandmaster list. Aren't you curious about your ranking?"

Tang Muyang was too lazy to talk to him anymore and shifted his attention to the list.

"No. 1: Ji Xundao, 126 years old, peak cultivation level of Huajin.

No. 2: Zhao Fulong, 117 years old, with peak cultivation level of Huajin.

No. 3: Tuoba Qitian, 89 years old, with peak cultivation level.

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No. 72: Baili Moxie, 107 years old, late stage cultivation of Huajin.

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No. 97: Yang Mutang, about 21 years old, in the middle stage of Huajin."

When Tang Muyang saw this, his expression was suddenly startled.

Yang Mutang? This name sounds strangely familiar.

At the same time, Wenren Xunyue couldn't help but feel a little dull.

When Tang Muyang went to the martial arts competition under the pseudonym "Yang Mutang" and killed the Japanese warrior Yuichiro Miyamoto with three moves, she witnessed the whole process.

When I saw the name "Yang Mutang" on the list, I suddenly looked at him with some suspicion.

Tang Muyang withdrew his gaze angrily and continued to look down, until he saw He Juntang's name at No. 127.

"No. 127, He Juntang, 47 years old, early stage cultivation of Huajin."

However, Tang Muyang's own name still did not appear, and he suddenly became a little angry, "Isn't this list too unreliable? You are fucking ranked 127th, and I am further behind you?"

He Juntang suppressed the urge to laugh and hurriedly consoled him, "It's just a list, don't take it seriously. I just saw it. You were ranked 146th, and Wenren ranked... 144th."

Tang Muyang suddenly slapped the table, "Are the people who made this list full of shit? They actually ranked me so low. I have killed the early stage of Huajin, defeated the middle stage of Huajin, scared off the late stage of Huajin, and defeated.

After reaching the peak of Huajin, I..."

He Juntang smiled "hehe", acted like a senior, and patted his shoulder, "It doesn't matter, keep working hard. As the 127th grandmaster on the list, I will definitely give you, the 146th junior, strong support."

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Before he could finish his words, he was slapped away by Tang Muyang.
Chapter completed!