The First Marquis of Daxuan

Chapter 289 Misunderstanding (Please subscribe, please collect, please vote for the monthly ticket and recommend the ticket)
Ding dong!

The sword fell to the ground.

Yang Zheng, a disciple of the Sword Sect, stared blankly at the long sword on the ground, as if he didn't even notice the bloody wound on his wrist.

Lost.

He expected to lose to Su Mu. He had seen Su Mu's fighting ability and knew that he was no match for him.

But the other party actually defeated him with a sword.

In the competition just now, the opponent did not use any strange phenomena, nor did he use his best sword skills.

They were competing in swordsmanship.

Although Su Mu did not cultivate the sword intent, his swordsmanship contained at least three artistic conceptions: Kan water, Qian sky, and Xun wind.

"Humph, Su Mu, this brat, deserves to be punished!"

Mingyi Marquis Zhang Songtao snorted coldly, "The rules of the Taiping Division require that you give it your all at all times. Even though this is a competition, there's no point in showing off your skills!

If it really comes down to a life-and-death struggle, wouldn't you be courting death if you stabbed someone's wrist?"

Zhang Songtao was clearly scolding Su Mu, but the Sword Sect leader Chen Beixuan's face became even darker.

Yes, stabbing someone in the wrist is indeed a show of skill.

For a warrior, even if the wrist is injured, he still has the ability to fight.

In a real battle, no one would use this method. Wouldn't it be better to just use a little force and cut off the enemy's arm?
But the stab in the wrist only injured him but did not disable him, which better demonstrated Su Mu's strength!
How can this be achieved if sending and receiving are not done from the heart?
This further proves that Su Mu's swordsmanship is far superior to Yang Zheng's!

After a sword fight to this extent, Jian Zong's face had completely fallen into the dust.

"If one's character is bad, the stronger one becomes, the greater the damage will be."

Chen Beixuan held it in for a long time before he finally uttered a word.

Mingyi Marquis Zhang Songtao glanced at him and sneered, "Bad character?
He once resisted a fifth-level monster tide and killed three third-level monsters in a battle.

He once saw through the Pure Land Sect's conspiracy and saved Hu Ju from trouble.

He once escorted Zhu Jiuyuan to the Demon Court, giving Daxuan a chance to catch his breath.

What did you, a disciple of the Sword Sect, do?"

Chen Beixuan remained silent.

Although the disciples of the Sword Sect have occasionally slayed demons and eliminated evil, how can they be compared with the Taiping Division?
"The merits are not worth the faults. I don't know how many people will be killed by a Jade Sea King!"

Chen Beixuan was silent for a few breaths before he slowly spoke.

"You know nothing!"

Zhang Songtao, Marquis of Mingyi, said.

There are not many people in the world who dare to speak to Chen Beixuan like this, and Mingyi Hou Zhang Songtao is obviously one of them.

Chen Beixuan snorted coldly, turned his head away, and didn't want to continue talking.

"Accepted."

The Taichu Sword made a beautiful sword flower, and Su Mu walked off the stage calmly.

Needless to say, everyone present was a warrior, so they could naturally see it clearly.

This slap in the face is enough.

The more lightly he downplayed it, the better the slap in the face effect.

He returned to the stage, returned the Taichu Sword to Luo An Ning, and then took the Jinglei Knife from Luo An Ning.

"Do you understand?"

Su Mu turned his head to look at Luo An Ning's perfect profile and said with a smile.

Miss Luo nodded vigorously and said seriously, "I understand. It turns out that the sword technique of the Sword Sect is just like this."

Her voice wasn't loud.

But there were almost no weak people present, so how could they not hear what she said?

There were a few suppressed laughs from the crowd.

Yang Zheng, who was walking down the stage, staggered and his face turned paler at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Is this the only sword technique of the Sword Sect?
Deceiving too much!

Yang Zheng staggered, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

He came in front of Chen Beixuan and said in a sad voice, "Master, I have brought shame to the Sword Sect."

"It's not your fault. Go bandage your wound. Know your shame and then be brave. As a swordsman, you should never admit defeat."

Chen Beixuan said lightly.

"Young man, you are already very good, but Su Mu is stronger. Not to mention you, even Chen Beixuan would definitely lose when he was your age."

Mingyi Marquis Zhang Songtao said, "Don't mention it, I didn't know that Su Mu, this kid, actually comprehended so many artistic conceptions.

Qiantian artistic conception, Kanshui artistic conception, Xunfeng artistic conception, three kinds of perfect artistic conception, if I were in the Zhenyuan realm, I would also be in a state of panic when encountering such a monster. "

Chen Beixuan's eyelids twitched a few times. You said you could do it by yourself, so why did you bring me along?

When I was young—

A hero never brags about his past achievements!
How could Su Mu, this kid, understand so many artistic conceptions at such a young age? And he cultivated all of them to the perfect state!
Even if they are both geniuses of the time, generally speaking, they specialize in two artistic conceptions, and only explore other artistic conceptions after they have comprehended the vision.

Su Mu is fine, isn't it difficult for him to comprehend the artistic conception?

Although Mingyi Marquis Zhang Songtao was trying to provoke Chen Beixuan, he was also secretly frightened in his heart.

I recalled all the information related to Su Mu in my mind.

Vision, Fire and Wind Cauldron.

This means that his Lihuo state of mind and Xunfeng state of mind have reached perfection.

Today, the artistic conception of Qiantian and Kanshui are displayed, which are also perfect realms.

According to Li Tingkui, he seemed to have also comprehended the artistic conception of thunder.

Qian Heaven, Kan Water, Li Fire, Xun Wind, Zhen Thunder.

In other words, Su Mu has comprehended at least five artistic conceptions, and has cultivated at least four of them to perfection.

This is beyond incredible!

You know, even Zhang Songtao had only comprehended four kinds of artistic conception.

It’s just that he mastered three kinds of visions on the basis of the perfection of four artistic conceptions.

But he is Marquis Mingyi.

He lived several decades longer than Su Mu.

When he was Su Mu's age, he was far inferior to Su Mu.

I originally thought that I had overestimated Su Mu's talent, but now it seems that I still underestimated him.

"Five artistic conceptions may not be his limit."

Mingyi Marquis Zhang Songtao thought to himself, "Yang Zheng is still a little weak, he definitely hasn't used his full strength.

I don’t know how many realms this kid has comprehended.”

Zhang Songtao, Marquis of Mingyi, was also slightly excited. According to rumors, if one could comprehend the eight original artistic conceptions and then master the sixty-four visions, some incredible changes would occur.

He used to think that it was impossible for anyone to do such a thing.

Now that I think about it, maybe it’s not impossible.

…………

Su Mu rubbed Miss Luo's head lovingly. She spoke the truth so seriously, which was definitely another stab in Yang Zheng's heart.

Miss Luo looked at Su Mu in confusion. That was all.

She had just watched Su Mu and Yang Zheng fight each other. She had gained a lot of insights from Su Mu's swordsmanship. She even felt that after practicing for another year or two, her swordsmanship would be better than Yang Zheng's.

The sound from the ring interrupted Miss Luo's divergent thoughts.

Mo Xuesong, a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect and one of the world's geniuses, stood on the stage.

Opposite him, the Thirteenth Prince of the Demon Court also jumped onto the stage with a sinister smile on his face.

"I let Lu Pengju escape last time. This time, I won't give you another chance. I must taste the hearts of you peerless geniuses and see if there is any difference between them and those of ordinary human warriors!"

Bao Lingyun carried the Blue Sea King and spoke.

“Those human warriors before were too weak and not worthy of my using my sword, but you are pretty good.

Cutting you into pieces with a knife is my way of showing respect to you."

Swish!
The Blue Sea King swung his sword, and a sharp blade left a deep crack on the ring.

Mo Xuesong raised his head and looked at Bao Lingyun.

"Your Bi Hai Tian Wang is very good. My weapon is not as good as yours, so I admit defeat."

Mo Xuesong suddenly spoke. Bao Lingyun's Bi Hai Tian Wang had just been lifted up when Mo Xuesong turned around and jumped off the ring.

Bao Lingyun was stunned on the spot.

In the past few days, it was used to seeing human warriors refusing to admit defeat even at death, so it never thought that Mo Xuesong, a genius of the time, would admit defeat so easily.

When Mo Xuesong jumped off the ring, it even forgot to stop him.

The audience in the audience were all stunned.

Mo Xuesong admitted defeat?

How could he admit defeat?

How could he admit defeat to a monster?

"Lu Pengju of the Sword Sect is no match for Bao Lingyun, and Mo Xuesong certainly isn't either."

After the silence, whispers of discussion arose among the crowd.

"Mo Xuesong has already said that his weapon is not as good as Bao Lingyun's, not that his strength is inferior."

"Bao Lingyun's Blue Sea King..."

Dozens of eyes were cast towards Su Mu.

As everyone knows, the Blue Sea King was sold to Bao Lingyun by Su Mu for thirty thousand taels of gold.

"A magical weapon has a huge impact on a warrior's strength. It is understandable that Mo Xuesong admitted defeat."

In an instant, the disdain and contempt for Mo Xuesong's surrender turned into recognition.

"Mo Xuesong is such a shameless guy. He is trying to lead the trend."

Dongfang Liuyun whispered, "He is diverting everyone's attention to you."

Before Dongfang Liuyun finished speaking, he heard discussions coming from the crowd.

"Su Mu has shot himself in the foot this time.

Mo Xuesong admitted defeat, and now it’s time for Su Mu and Bao Lingyun to face off. "

"Hey, when he sold the Blue Sea King to Bao Lingyun, he probably didn't expect that one day he would have to face the Blue Sea King himself, right?"

"The Sword Sect leader is right. Su Mu is a traitor."

"He is so shameless, he won't just admit defeat, right?"

"If he admits defeat, then the champion of the first competition of Songjiang Prefecture Bailu Academy will be Bao Lingyun."

"The champion of Daxuan Academy is a monster from the Demon Court. This shame cannot be washed away even if all the water in Songjiang River is poured out."

"If he dares to admit defeat, we will definitely write a blood letter to the Taiping Division!"

Various sounds were heard, including some foul language.

Su Mu looked indifferent, but Luo Anning and Xiang Xiaoyuan were so angry that their faces turned red.

They clenched their fists, wishing they could stand up and argue with them.

"You're not angry at all?"

Dongfang Liuyun looked at Su Mu's calm expression and couldn't help but say.

"They misunderstood you so much and insulted you—"

“If the world slanders me, deceives me, insults me, laughs at me, looks down on me, despises me, hates me, and cheats me.”

Su Mu said calmly, "I will tolerate him, let him be, let him be, avoid him, endure him, respect him, and ignore him."

Dongfang Liuyun was stunned.

Is this the Su Mu that I know?

This must be a saint who has gotten rid of vulgarity.

"Do you think I will believe it?"

Dongfang Liuyun rolled his eyes.

"I don't believe it either."

Su Mu said, "So, I'm going to slap them hard in the face."

“This tastes just right.”

Dongfang Liuyun breathed a sigh of relief, "This is the Su Mu I know."

"You humans are all cowards without balls! You are the world's greatest genius, but you retreat without a fight. How ridiculous and shameful!"

On the ring, Bao Lingyun was furious.

Mo Xuesong stood under the ring with a look of disdain on his face.

I've been guarding the gate of Songjiang City for three months. Would I care about this little face?
I've already lost face, so why should I be afraid of losing face?
Without morals, anything is possible!
I have nothing better to do than to fight you to the death just for the sake of false face.

Wouldn't it be nice to let you and Su Mu fight until both of you suffer losses?

Anyway, I don’t like you and I don’t like Su Mu either.

There is nothing more satisfying than watching your enemies fight each other.

"Bao Lingyun, if you can survive this time, I will fight you again after I find a magical weapon that can rival the Blue Sea King."

Mo Xuesong raised his voice.

His words once again pushed the King of the Blue Sea in front of everyone.

Implicitly in their words, they were saying that Su Mu was a traitor to humanity for selling such a powerful weapon to the monsters in the Demon Court.

"Zhang Songtao, this is the genius that you, the Taiping Division, must protect."

Sword Sect leader Chen Beixuan sneered, "If one's virtue is not worthy of his position, he will suffer the consequences.

I want to see how you, the Taiping Division, can silence the people of the world!"

"Chen Beixuan, they are young and blind, so it's OK. But you are living like a dog at your age?"

Mingyi Marquis Zhang Songtao sneered.

"Zhang Songtao, your stubbornness won't change the facts."

Chen Beixuan snorted coldly.

"You know what the truth is?"

Mingyi Marquis Zhang Songtao said disdainfully, "Chen Beixuan, remember what you said now.

And remember what I said.

No one can slander our Taiping Division without paying the price."

"Do you think I was brought up by fear?"

Chen Beixuan said nonchalantly, "I, Chen Beixuan, have done things all my life with a clear conscience.

I am responsible for every word I said. If you have the guts to make me swallow back what I said, then I, Chen Beixuan, will follow your lead in the future. "

"Coward, waste!"

Bao Lingyun's roar echoed in the air.

Chen Beixuan's expression was a little stiff. This evil beast, why are you shouting so loudly? If someone doesn't know, they would think you are talking about me!

"Su Mu, Mo Xuesong has no eggs, you don't have any either, right? Come on, fight me!"

Seeing that Mo Xuesong was indifferent to his curse, Bao Lingyun changed his target and looked at Su Mudao.

"If you admit defeat, you will have to pay me thirty thousand taels of gold!"

"Give up, there is no such thing as that."

Su Mu said calmly, "Are your thirty thousand taels of gold ready?
According to our bet, if you lose, you have to give me another 30,000 taels of gold."

"Will I lose?"

Bao Lingyun snorted coldly.

"Who can say for sure? What if you lose and refuse to admit it?"

Su Mu said, "Here is my bet. If you win, just take it."

As he spoke, Xiang Xiaoyuan had already taken out a thick stack of silver bills.

"I won't lose!"

Bao Lingyun roared, and it also called on the monsters in the Demon Court to take out the last bit of gold they had brought and placed it on the edge of the ring.

Tushan Hanyu and Lu Hu hid far away, with a look of gloating on their faces.

The monsters in the demon court are not united in spirit.

"Dongfang Liuyun, watch carefully and see how I slap them in the face."

Su Mu said, taking a step forward and walking onto the stage step by step.

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