He specifically stated that he was using this reward in exchange for a duel with Liu Mu.
In this way, the great elder cannot be tolerated.
Ding Zihang's contribution this time was great, enough to be promoted to an inner disciple.
If the great elder refuses to use such merit in exchange for a duel with Liu Mu, it will not only chill Ding Zihang's heart, but even the hearts of other disciples.
Who will work for Jingyoumen in the future?
The good old Shu Tianhe was now in a dilemma. How could Liu Mu be Ding Zihang's opponent? But he couldn't refuse Ding Zihang's request.
The atmosphere was inevitably a little cold.
"Ahem~!"
Liu Mu coughed slightly and walked out from behind Shu Tianhe.
"Ding Zihang, since you are still alive, I will risk my life to accompany you this time." Liu Mu smiled bitterly in his heart, he was already prepared to be beaten.
Liu Mu was not as weak as Ding Zihang, so he could see Shu Tianhe's dilemma, so he stepped forward.
Liu Mu himself agreed, so it was naturally difficult for the Great Elder to stop him. However, when he looked at Liu Mu, he cast an apologetic look.
Shu Tianhe sighed inwardly, "A person with multiple friendships, if it weren't for Yun Ling... ugh!"
Unlike Ding Zihang, Shu Tianhe became more and more fond of Liu Mu. In fact, no matter where he is, people who are considerate will always be lovable.
"Ding Zihang, you and Liu Mu are just a contest between warriors. Just decide the winner. If anyone is the killer, don't blame me for executing him according to the sect's rules." Shu Tianhe's words were unequivocal.
"Haha, of course, of course!" Ding Zihang laughed dryly, humiliating Liu Mu was far more satisfying than killing him.
"Then, let's start -" Ding Zihang's eyes suddenly turned to Liu Mu, and he suddenly turned cold, "I will let you taste life worse than death."
The crowd began to retreat, leaving more than two hundred square meters of space for the two of them.
Liu Mu looked at Ding Zihang solemnly and said, "I heard that Yunxia Sect rewarded you with a handful of spiritual weapons, why don't you take them out?"
Many warriors have a habit of keeping their swords or knives in their scabbards before taking action. This was the case for Ding Zihang at this time.
Ding Zihang touched the long sword hanging on his waist and said disdainfully: "You are not worthy of me using the precious elephant sword. You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife."
Seeing the disdain on Ding Zihang's face, Liu Mu couldn't help but smile.
In fact, he just asked on purpose, not expecting that Ding Zihang would actually fall into the trap.
"So, you don't mind if I use weapons?" Liu Mu asked.
"Of course!" Ding Zihang raised his fingers towards Liu Mu, "Come here."
Liu Mu methodically took off the Aoki Sword from his back. The Aoki Sword looked very ordinary, so ordinary that you could tell it was a wooden sword at a glance.
This is a very interesting scene.
A young man with white hair who looked like he had gone through many vicissitudes of life was holding a wooden sword against the enemy. The enemy in front of him was a master who looked outstanding and had extraordinary cultivation at a glance.
The two people looked extremely conspicuous under the dazzling sunlight.
Seeing Liu Mu take out the wooden sword, not only Ding Zihang, but also the outer disciples who were watching couldn't help laughing. "Liu Mu, you are really sick and stupid..."
The male disciple sighed, "Ding Zihang is really shameless, bullying people like this..."
"He's so naive. If I can beat him, I'll have to teach him a lesson."
The female disciple sighed, "Liu Mu is already so ill, but Ding Zihang still has no mercy."
"That is, even if they had any grudges in the past, Ding Zihang should not argue with a sick and stupid person..."
Shu Tianhe looked at Liu Mu in confusion. Of course he would not think that Liu Mu was stupid because of his illness. Those who treat him as a fool are really stupid.
as expected--
Liu Mu picked up the wooden sword and ran towards Ding Zihang.
"Ding Zihang, take the master's sword——" Liu Mu suddenly shouted when he was still more than 20 meters away from Ding Zihang.
"Hahaha!" Ding Zihang laughed so hard that he almost rolled on the floor, "Let alone one sword, so what if I give you ten swords?"
Halfway through, Liu Mu suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "This is what you said."
"Of course, just let it go..."
Before Ding Zihang could finish his words, a light green sword energy had already struck him.
With a bang, Ding Zihang's body flew across the air, reaching a height of seven or eight meters, and was thrown thirty or forty meters. Finally, he hit the ground paved with soft stones and passed out.
The soft-cushioned stone floor sunk into the ground by more than half a meter.
There is no doubt that if the ground were not paved with soft stones but pebbles or slates, Ding Zihang would probably be shattered to pieces if he fell.
"Spiritual soldiers..."
Many people saw that the light green sword energy came from the wooden sword in Liu Mu's hand.
A group of outer disciples looked at this scene with surprised faces. They never imagined that Liu Mu was actually carrying a spiritual weapon.
"It turns out that he was deliberately pretending to be stupid to distract Ding Zihang..." People who thought Liu Mu was sick and stupid before suddenly felt that they were the fool.
"I didn't expect that wooden sword to be a spiritual weapon of the spiritual weapon level..." The person who realized it later also came back to his senses.
"Liu Weilun is really generous!" Shu Tianhe said in his heart. He knew that the wooden sword in Liu Mu's hand must be Liu Weilun's masterpiece.
Thinking of Liu Weilun, Shu Tianhe's expression suddenly became complicated. There was admiration, but more of it was fear.
"Great Elder, can we decide the outcome?" came Liu Mu's rather weak voice.
"Ding Zihang is unconscious. In this competition, Liu Mu wins."
As soon as Shu Tianhe made the decision, Liu Mu fell to the ground softly.
Aoki Sword's attack at the spiritual level had already drained the spiritual energy from his body.
At this moment, a light and shadow that was even more inconspicuous under the sun quickly jumped into Liu Mu's body.
Shu Tianhe moved slightly, and in the next moment, he appeared next to Liu Mu and helped him up.
"Is everything okay?" Shu Tianhe asked with concern.
Then, Liu Mu felt a pure spiritual power pouring into his body.
"It's much better now." Liu Mu said after regaining some of his strength.
Shu Tianhe nodded and turned his gaze to the unconscious Ding Zihang.
Shu Tianhe didn't like the arrogant Ding Zihang. He said coldly: "Send him to the medicine hall and let Mr. Qing treat him."
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After Shu Tianhe sent Liu Mu back to his residence, he chatted for a few words, left five spirit-gathering pills, and left in a hurry.
Seeing the Spirit Gathering Pill, Liu Mu's eyes flashed with light.
Although he enjoys the treatment of an inner disciple, he only receives ten Spirit Gathering Pills every month.
The Spirit-Gathering Pill is a holy medicine used by warriors to replenish their physical strength, and has even become a common currency among warriors.
After taking a spirit-gathering pill, Liu Mu crossed his legs and began to regain his strength.
After about an hour, the power of the Spirit Gathering Pill was almost absorbed. Liu Mu also recovered six points of his physical strength.
"It really makes me miss the days when I was a spirit warrior..." Liu Mu suddenly sighed.
At that time, it took him less than five minutes to digest the power of the Spirit Gathering Pill. Unlike now, it takes an hour.
"cao——"
From the bottom of Liu Mu's heart, an angry rebuke suddenly came, "No wonder I didn't even have a chance to seize my body, so I was trapped in your body."