Above the magma, when they saw Su Mu jumping out, all the Sword Tomb disciples stared at him nervously, but they all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that he didn't have a sword in his hand.
They laughed at Chai Bin before just to find a psychological balance for themselves. If Su Mu can really take out the sword with his sword power, then the most embarrassing person will definitely not be Chai Bin, it will definitely be them. The shame can be thrown to grandma's house!
Jianzhong has always claimed to be the strongest in swordsmanship, how can it be weaker than outsiders!
Chai Bin, who was practicing, also opened his eyes quietly and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Su Mu didn't get the sword. He couldn't accept that Su Mu could crush him with just the power of the sword, otherwise he would really have no shame in surviving.
However, when he saw Su Mu's hand that was completely blown through, he couldn't help but be frightened.
"Has it become so dangerous down there?"
"Or is it too harsh?"
Logically speaking, the more you adapt to the environment here, the less injuries you will suffer when you go down. However, Su Mu's injuries are getting more and more serious. Either it is getting more and more dangerous down there, or he can no longer hold on with only the strength of his sword.
Living.
"I guess I can't hold on any longer. The last time I took the sword, I guess it was just luck."
It seems that he doesn't have to worry anymore, he just needs to continue to improve his strength.
Three quarters of an hour passed.
"Wow!"
After Chai Bin recovered from his injuries and stood up, he saw a figure rushing past him. After a closer look, he realized that the one who jumped down was Su Mu.
"He went down so quickly!"
For such a serious injury, it only takes three-quarters of an hour to recover? Just the blasted hand will take more than two hours to recover, right? It has not been able to recover to its original level. Without taking pills, it will be like this
Not to mention recovering from consumption and injuries in a short period of time, the punctured hand is even less likely to recover.
"Aren't you looking for death by dragging your injuries?"
Chai Bin couldn't help but worry about Su Mu, fearing that if he went down, he wouldn't be able to get up.
"Maybe he found the weakness of a certain sword and was afraid that someone else would steal it."
He quickly thought of the reason why Su Mu did this, but it was still very dangerous, but he couldn't do anything to help. He couldn't save himself here. He could only hope that Su Mu could come out alive.
"Wow!"
As soon as he closed his eyes and his heart skipped a beat, he jumped down from the lava and started looking for the sword.
Su Mu quickly dived to five feet, and finally found the weakness of the sword at a great cost. Naturally, he couldn't waste any more time. If someone else got there first, there would be no chance of regret.
But fortunately, the sword is still there, so I'm still lucky.
"Guiyuan Sword Technique!"
"Wow!"
"clang!"
He waved his hand and transformed into a sword, splitting the magma and striking it on the sword field shield. Suddenly, circles of ripples appeared on the shield, layer upon layer.
Su Mu was relieved when he saw this. He could still use it after finding the weak point. Now that the weak point is further revealed, he will definitely be able to win it the second time!
"Wow!"
"Snapped!"
As he expected, after the second attack, the sword domain shield collapsed on the spot, breaking into pieces and blending into the magma, further enhancing the swordsmanship contained in the magma.
"Wow!"
Grab the sword and rush out of the lava.
This time, not many disciples from the Sword Tomb paid attention to him. After all, he went down with a seriously injured body. It would be damned if he could even get the sword.
"Um?"
"What the hell!"
One or two disciples from the Sword Tomb saw Su Mu jumping onto the rock with a sword in his hand. They were stunned for a moment, then their faces were full of horror, and they shook their heads in disbelief.
"Has he taken the sword?"
"He... wasn't he still injured when he went down?"
"Why did he pick up the sword so quickly? He has only understood the sword's power. Could it be that the difficulty has been reduced?"
The two Sword Tomb disciples were as if they had seen a ghost, and they still could not accept the fact that Su Mu had taken the sword.
"Ding!"
Su Mu didn't care what they thought. He nailed the sword to the wall behind him with a flick of his hand, and then hurriedly sat cross-legged to practice.
Although it healed quickly this time, the injuries are getting worse and the healing time will definitely be longer.
The two Sword Tomb disciples kept looking at him in horror. After a while, they both swallowed in horror. After looking at each other, their minds began to change.
"Are we worse than a person who only understands the power of the sword?"
"There must have been changes down there, or he just got really lucky!"
Can shit happen twice? The two of them believed that something had changed below.
"Wow!"
Seeing a man rushing forward with a sword in his hand further confirmed what they were thinking.
Immediately, the two of them ignored their injuries and seized this golden opportunity to jump directly.
"Puff thump thump!"
"Wow!"
Not long after they jumped down, Chai Bin jumped out of the lava.
"hiss……"
He grimaced in pain and hurried to sit cross-legged on the rock to heal his wounds. This time, he came back empty-handed.
"This is the fucking third time!"
The hatred in Chai Bin's heart came back empty-handed three times, which made him feel even more unlucky. All the lofty ambitions he had made before seemed to have become a joke at this moment.
But it was useless no matter how much he hated him. He could only heal his wounds quickly and try to get the sword next time.
More than half an hour passed.
Chai Bin opened his eyes and saw that Su Mu was still recovering from his injuries. He shook his head silently. The longer healing time was the price paid for impulsiveness.
"I must get the sword this time!"
But he didn't have time to worry about Su Mu so much, so he first took out the first sword.
"Damn it, the difficulty is still the same, it's even increased. Why did he pick up the sword so easily?"
Chai Bin jumped down, and the two Jianzhong disciples who dragged their injuries down finally recovered. They opened their eyes and stared at Su Mu, unable to help but curse.
The reason why they suffered such a big loss was because this boy created the illusion for them!
"It must be some bad luck!"
"Absolutely, otherwise how could he have two swords!"
"What did you say? Two swords?"
The scoldings of the two men woke up the other Sword Tomb disciples. They opened their eyes in disbelief one after another. After taking a look at them, they suddenly turned to look at Su Mu. When they saw the two swords behind him, their pupils shrank and they looked horrified.
Change!
"It really is!"
"I really took out two swords. When did it happen?"
"How could he, a person who doesn't even understand the sword field, pick up a second sword in such a short period of time!"
Su Mu only went down four times in total and picked up two swords. This efficiency beat them!
Forget it, this is Su Mu's first time here, and there is not even a sword field. This result is a slap in their face!
"What else could it be? It's just luck."
Listening to the sour words of the Sword Tomb disciple, everyone did not feel any better.
"Shit luck, can you step on it twice?"
"If it has to be blamed on shitty luck, then why can't we step on shitty luck?"
In fact, everyone understands the truth, but speaking out will only make them feel more uncomfortable, and they will lose the only way to comfort themselves.
"Who the hell is this kid? He's here to slap us in the face?"
"No matter who he is, we must not lose to him, otherwise we will be the sinners of Sword Tomb!"
"Jianzhong disciples must never be weaker than others!"
The disciples of the Sword Tomb had sharp eyes and cruel looks on their faces. No matter what, they could not let Su Mu surpass them!