"Great swordsmanship!" Lin Jinghong shouted softly, and the long sword in the sky turned into sharp sword rays and flew towards Lin Mu, and the sound of piercing the air could be heard in the air.
"So strong..."
"Yes, this is not something we can compare with..."
"What a difference."
"I wonder if Lin Wendao can catch it."
"..."
Lin Mu stared closely at the hundreds of sword lights flying towards him, smiled softly, took a deep breath, and suddenly the golden light all over his body surged, and a violent energy overflowed from Lin Mu's body. He raised the long sword in his right hand,
Suddenly, a bolt of cyan lightning shot down from the clouds above Lin Mu's head and struck the long sword. The long sword suddenly turned into a giant azure lightsaber. The lightsaber was about one foot long, and lightning surged from the blade.
Move, extremely powerful!
"This, this, isn't this the 'Sky Thunder Slashing Sword'?!" The elders on the stage looked at the giant lightsaber on the stage in stunned silence, "Are you kidding!!! This is only for the fourth level of cultivation.
How is it possible that the move can be used??”
"No, this shouldn't be the real 'Sky Thunder Sword'. The real 'Sky Sword' has nine thunders attached to the sword, and he only has one. Its power cannot be compared with the nine thunders gathered together." Lin Yuemian frowned lightly.
He twisted the ground and said: "This should be his move to use the second-level power to resist the fourth-level. However, this kid's understanding of the realm has reached a terrifying level, otherwise he would not be able to use this move like this."
Already."
Lin Yuemian was wrong in one thing. Although Lin Mu was indeed using the 'Sky Thunder Sky Slashing Sword', it was just a modified move that could use the fourth-level move at the second level. Of course, the person who modified it did not
It wasn't Lin Mu, but Lin Wendao.
Lin Jinghong also looked at Lin Mu with a little fear. He could feel how terrifying the energy contained in the lightsaber was, but he had already taken action and was determined not to stop, so he bit it down and used up all the energy.
With all his strength, he maximized the power of the hundred sword lights and rushed towards Lin Mu fiercely.
Lin Mu took a step forward with his left foot, held the giant lightsaber tightly in his right hand, and slashed at the sword light coming from the air.
"Boom!" Two huge energies collided with each other, and the entire sword platform shook slightly. The impact of the energy collision in the sky pushed some disciples with lower cultivation levels violently out.
"Break it!" Lin Mu exerted force with his right hand, and the thunder light on the giant lightsaber surged. The powerful energy suppressed Lin Jinghong fiercely. After a moment, the giant lightsaber blocked the waist and cut off hundreds of sword lights.
Jinghong couldn't bear the powerful recoil, and flew far away, with a few mouthfuls of blood coming out of his mouth.
"Jinghong!"
Lin Yin stood up from his seat fiercely.
Lin Jinghong stood up from the ground with difficulty, put one hand on the ground, and waved to Lin Yin with difficulty.
Lin Mu, on the other hand, seemed not to have suffered any damage. He looked at Lin Jinghong who was walking away with an indifferent expression. Suddenly, there was an uncontrollable impulse in his heart. With a long roar, he swung his right hand upwards, using the giant lightsaber.
A whooshing sound shot straight into the sky with tyrannical energy, and the violent energy blasted away the nearby clouds.
The disciples around looked at Lin Mu who was roaring on the sword platform in fear, and took a few steps back unconsciously. The genius who single-handedly swept through his peers was back!
After the long roar, Lin Mu looked around lightly, then set his eyes on the high platform, and suddenly laughed strangely at the elders on the platform.
"Why do I feel...my eyelids suddenly jumped up?" Lin Yuemian looked at Lin Mu's weird smile and said hesitantly.
"What does the little bastard want to do?" Lin Baohe couldn't help but wonder.
"All the old guys on the stage, please listen to the labor and management!" Lin Mu shouted arrogantly to the elders on the stage: "I, Lin Wenwen, am back! 'The ancestors have left the past, and Wen Dao rules the roost!', one
All of them have been cleaned, and within ten years I will blow your anus out one by one!"
Quiet, as soon as these words came out, the entire Chengtian Sword Platform fell into dead silence. Even Lin Jinghong looked at Lin Mu who was talking nonsense in front of him in disbelief. This girl is too arrogant.
"Damn you little bastard, how dare you be so arrogant!" The elders on the stage blew their beards and glared angrily.
"Giggle, what an interesting guy, he's actually more arrogant than my sister." Lin Yu chuckled, suddenly turned his head, and asked the elders behind him with a seemingly ignorant face: "What does chrysanthemum mean?"
The elders were immediately choked by these words and looked at Lin Yu with black lines on their heads. This girl is also a little trouble.
"Haha, he looks the same as before." Lin Yuemian looked at Lin Mu with some humor and said to Lin Baohe: "Baohe, your grandson seems to have regained his former glory. Has he completely moved on from that incident?
Out?"
"Maybe." Lin Baohe frowned slightly, glanced at the sky, and replied calmly.
...
An hour later, the final result of the game came out. Lin Mu ranked first without any doubt, followed by Lin Jinghong. Although he lost to Lin Mu and was seriously injured, the results that broke out in the battle just now
His fighting power is not comparable to that of other disciples.
There is no doubt that there is no outer disciple among the one to ten. Out of the twenty places, outer disciples only occupy the last three. But this is okay. After all, the cultivation environment is too different.
This position shows that the talents of these outer disciples are quite good.
Lin Jinghong was carried back by the doctors at the villa. Lin Mu controlled his strength when he struck, so Lin Jinghong's injuries were not too serious.
With the audience watching in awe, Lin Mu slowly left the Chengtian Sword Platform. The looks from the surrounding disciples made Lin Mu feel slightly proud and couldn't help laughing.
After the disciple competition ended, Lin Mu's life became a little easier. He no longer had to go to the mountains to practice hard every day. However, his small courtyard, which had been deserted for more than two years, suddenly became much more lively, and some disciples of the same age came to visit.
He came to visit and asked for advice on how to practice cultivation, which made Lin Mu feel dizzy for a while.
"Aunt Yue, those people are so annoying." Lin Mu perfunctorily dismissed the last disciple who came to get close to him, took a breath and said to Lin Yueniang.
"Haha, that's natural. Now that you have regained your former grace, your future achievements will naturally be extraordinary. It is normal for those people to please you." Lin Yueniang said with a smile.
"Oh...it's annoying."
"..."
The days passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was almost a month before the Brother Li Competition ended, and the opening time of Qianlong Pavilion was also coming. The disciples who had obtained the quota were extremely excited, and the long-awaited day was almost here.