While Zhao Yuan left to call for help, Mo Que continued to learn the sword in front of the cliff.
The Sword Enlightenment Cliff is extremely long, and Mo Que is only at the outermost entrance at the moment. While he is enlightening the sword intention on the cliff, he moves deeper.
"Hurry, follow him, the disciples from the 18th floor will definitely come again soon!"
"If we can't teach this person a lesson today, the 18th Floor will lose all face. They won't let this person off lightly!"
The disciples who were enlightened by the sword in front of the cliff all moved with Mo Que.
But now, these disciples are restless and no one has the intention to learn the sword. They just want to see how this matter ends.
This made the scene look a bit weird. Mo Que was the only one sitting in front of the cliff, comprehending the sword marks, but there was a large group of people around him, but no one comprehended the sword.
"Although these sword intentions are not suitable for me, knowing more about them is equivalent to laying a solid foundation for me in kendo."
Mo Que's initial plan was to find a sword intent suitable for his cultivation from these sword marks.
But now that he has obtained the sword intention, he feels that it is not suitable, so he can only change his thinking.
Just like if you read a lot and you will be able to write articles, he must learn and accumulate from these thousands of sword intentions to improve his understanding of the way of swordsmanship.
"Where are the people who insulted me at the Eighteen Swords Tower? Get out of here!"
Not long after, Zhao Yuan returned again and brought back another disciple.
As soon as this person arrived, he shouted angrily and went straight to Mo Que.
"If you want to fight, let's fight. Why talk more?" Mo Que stood up. At this point, it would be useless to talk more.
"A body cultivator is so rampant, I want to see what you are capable of!"
Mo Que learned from the crowd's discussion that this person was also a Yuan realm practitioner, and his strength was higher than Wu Qingyuan's. His name was Liu Yunxi, and his strength was relatively well-known among the disciples on the 18th floor.
"You are so arrogant and insulted my Eighteen Swords Tower. If you lose, I will break your arms as punishment!" Liu Yunxi drew his sword directly, and his energy surged.
"Okay!" Mo Que said, "But what if you lose?"
Liu Yunxi said: "Then according to the rules of sword cultivation, the sword in my hand belongs to you!"
For a swordsman, the sword in his hand is more important than his life!
Handing over the sword in your hand is the greatest shame for a swordsman.
"Liu Yunxi actually values this physical training so seriously that he is willing to risk his own sword!"
When others heard this, they all knew that Liu Yunxi did not despise Mo Que, but regarded him as a real opponent. Gambling the sword in his hand was putting pressure on himself to attack with all his strength.
"Whoosh!"
As the sword energy surged, Liu Yunxi took action.
His swordsmanship is different from Wu Qingyuan's. The red sword energy exudes a violent and hot aura, and can cut through gold and gravel in a soundless manner!
"Whoosh!"
On the other side, Mo Que moved, his figure was like the wind, and when he pointed out his two fingers, there were waves of waves, like a river overflowing, or like a huge wave rising into the sky.
"Jianghe Sword Intent?" Liu Yunxi was shocked, with a look of shock on his face.
"It's actually Jiang He's sword intention? This was left by the previous owner of the fifteenth floor. This person actually understood this kind of sword intention in such a short period of time?"
"What kind of monster is this? In one day, he has understood dozens of sword auras. He can even quickly master the sword aura left by the former poster!"
Everyone watching the battle had their scalps numb at this time.
Although the Sword Tower has produced many swordsman geniuses in the past who learned swordsmanship extremely quickly, it is unheard of to have such a perverted speed as Mo Que's.
"When this person first came here, when he fought against Zhao Yuan, he only relied on two powerful fingers and had no sword intention when he struck. But when he fought with Wu Qingyuan, he had mastered dozens of sword intentions. How long has it passed?
, he fought with Liu Yunxi, and actually realized a more powerful sword intention!"
"He is actually learning the sword while fighting with the disciples on the 18th floor. This speed of progress is simply astonishing!"
The disciples present only felt that they had received a huge blow.
How many people have spent countless days and months in front of the Sword Enlightenment Cliff, but they still cannot truly understand a powerful sword intention.
But Mo Que was able to comprehend many kinds of sword intentions in one day, and he even mastered the sword intentions left behind by former poster-level figures.
The disciples who can enter the sword tower are all swordsman geniuses, but now they look so dim compared to Mo Que.
"clang!"
After a moment, Liu Yunxi took off his long sword and pierced the ground.
He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "My sword belongs to you!"
After saying that, he turned around and left without picking up the sword.
The crowd immediately exploded.
Three disciples of the Eighteen Swords Tower took action in succession, but they were all defeated by this body cultivator!
"If the Eighteen Sword Towers cannot defeat this person today, this matter will not end!"
"I heard that when Zhao Yuan went back to call Liu Yunxi, many disciples on the 18th floor knew what was going on here. If Liu Yunxi returns after being defeated, there will definitely be other disciples coming!"
"If I were this person, I would definitely leave here at this time. If he continues to learn the sword here, the disciples on the 18th floor will definitely keep coming!"
All the disciples thought that Mo Que's winning streak against three people could no longer end, and he should leave here at this time. Otherwise, if the disciples from the 18th floor kept coming, no matter how strong he was, he would be defeated sooner or later.
However, Mo Que had no intention of leaving and continued to move forward, studying the sword marks on the cliff.
"Disciple Jiang Yue from the 18th floor, come and fight!"
Sure enough, another disciple arrived on the 18th floor. Without any unnecessary words, he found Mo Que and drew his sword directly.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
This time, Mo Que stretched out nine fingers in a row, and the artistic conception in his fingers was like the stars falling from the sky. As he continued to go deeper, the sword intention he understood became more and more profound.
"puff!"
Jiang Yue vomited blood and died wounded.
He left his long sword behind. This is the arrogance of the swordsman. If he loses, he will leave the long sword behind. Unless he can defeat his opponent, he will not take it back!
Mo Que still didn't leave and continued to learn the sword.
"Chu Yiming comes to fight!"
In this way, the disciples from the Eighteenth Floor arrived one after another, all wanting to defeat Mo Que and restore face to the Eighteenth Sword Tower.
When things have developed to this point, it has nothing to do with right or wrong. It doesn't matter whether Zhao Yuan wanted to humiliate Mo Que first or Mo Que broke Zhao Yuan's sword first.
The disciples of the Eighteen Swords Tower were defeated one after another. They must defeat Mo Que, otherwise this matter will not end!
"Whoosh!"
Another sword was stuck in the ground, leaving the sword here.
The disciples from the 18th floor arrived one after another, but they were defeated one after another. Not only did they fail to defeat Mo Que, but they left more and more swords behind.
This is already the seventeenth sword they left behind!
"This man is so terrifying. The more he fights, the stronger he gets. From being inexperienced in the art of swordsmanship at the beginning, he has now mastered a variety of powerful swordsmanship!"
"For a body cultivator to be able to have such strength, doesn't it mean that the path of physical cultivation has been abandoned by the world?"
The disciples who were watching the battle were in deep awe of Mo Que. They felt that this man with no vitality in front of them was actually so terrifying.