Everyone in the world thought that once the two axe-wielding female warriors in Shenxuan met, there would be a bloody fight.
But at this moment, the two of them were holding each other's fists, showing a sympathetic respect for each other, which they did not expect.
The setting sun in the evening is like blood, and the sky is full of fire and clouds.
One person stands on a bloody high platform with bare feet; the other person stands on the ruins, motionless as a mountain.
The moment the two looked at each other, the Shenxuan boys seemed to feel the meaning of martial arts!
"Second uncle, are you just going to watch me being crippled by her?"
Ye Xun'er collapsed in a pool of blood, covering the wound in her abdominal cavity, and thick blood flowed out from her fingers.
She raised her head and looked at the indifferent Mu Chenhai in agony, her eyes full of despair.
Mu Chenhai lowered his eyes and said expressionlessly: "Ye Xun'er, let me ask you, are you appearing at this martial arts stage today as a young lady from Mu Mansion in Beizhou, or as a warrior?"
Ye Xun'er said in a hoarse voice, "I have the blood of Beizhou Mu Mansion flowing in my body, so I am a young lady."
"Okay, then I'll tell you."
Mu Chenhai stood high in the sky, swung his spear, and his armor reflected the cold light, like a general guarding heaven and earth.
"There is an ancestral motto in Beizhou Mu Mansion: you must not be arrogant based on favors, you must not bully the weak, and you must not trample on the dignity of others with your status as a powerful person! I, the people of Beizhou Mu Mansion, are upright and have an iron will. I can take it but also let it go.
If you are inferior in skills and lose to others, you have to admit defeat. This is the spirit passed down from generation to generation in Beizhou Mu Mansion, and it will never change because of anyone."
"I am standing here at the moment. Whether it is the inspector of the shrine or the second young master of Beizhou Mu Mansion, I have witnessed with my own eyes that you were full of murderous intentions when you used the sword to seal your throat. Although Miss Chu Yue destroyed you with one sword, you were left alone.
Life, it shows that she has moral integrity! Losing is not terrible, but what is terrible is... you have lost your unyielding pride."
Mu Chenhai looked at Ye Xun'er with disappointment.
He didn't hope that Ye Xun'er could become an outstanding warrior, but he would only be disappointed again and again.
He never loved Ye Xun'er, and he also hoped that Ye Xun'er would understand that although Beizhou Mu Mansion was a powerful family, many parties were eyeing him. If he didn't strengthen himself, how could he have a foothold in the future?
It's a pity that Ye Xun'er doesn't understand everyone's hard work and can only feel sorry for herself.
Mu Chenhai shook his head: "Mu Sheng... there is no way to teach your daughter!"
Ye Xun'er's eyes were scarlet and she looked at Mu Chenhai incomprehensibly.
She just felt that Mu Chenhai didn't care about her face and scolded her in public after her complete defeat.
She hated everyone in front of her, and she also hated the indifferent Mu family.
Mu Chenhai looked at the injured Ye Xun'er, frowned, and finally looked at Granny Lu Qiong unbearably: "Mr. Lu, take the person down for treatment."
Grandma Lu Qiong nodded, and with a wave of her hand, the Shenxuan guards came to take Ye Xun'er away.
Ye Xun'er's eyes were full of reluctance, with painful tears streaming down her face, and she glared at Mu Chenhai angrily.
It wasn't until Ye Xun'er disappeared between heaven and earth that Deacon Deng Yun walked to Chu Yue's side and said with a chuckle: "The gold-threaded clothes are ready for the girl. Go put it on, girl."
The unique gold-threaded garment of Xuanji's top rank is the dream of countless disciples.
Eyes full of envy were focused on the girl.
Chu Yue wiped the blood stains on the blood-drinking sword unhurriedly. After hearing this, she looked at Deng Yun and said, "No need."
Deng Yun looked surprised.
The girl put away the blood-drinking sword and smiled: "The true meaning of martial arts lies in unremitting struggle and exploration and chance strength, not in a golden robe."