"continue!"
After recovering his physical strength, Mo Wentian returned to the waterfall again. This time, a heavy iron sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand!
The iron sword is three feet long, and the blade is not even opened!
But in Mo Wentian's hands, this sword became extremely mysterious. When the sword was swung, the water under the waterfall flowed with Mo Wentian's sword skills!
Once, twice...
Under the waterfall, the figure never tired of it, coming ashore again and again, and entering the water again and again!
"Isn't this kid still determined to give up? Without spiritual roots, it is impossible to become a true swordsman!"
"Tsk tsk... I heard that this kid wants to challenge Lin Xiao!"
"Challenging Lin Xiao is really a joke. Lin Xiao has a fifth-level spiritual root and is a strong man at the fourth level of gathering spirits. How can he be comparable to this useless person!"
"Pity… "
…
Looking at Mo Wentian practicing his sword under the waterfall, there were a lot of discussions around him, some were mocking, some were pity!
But Mo Wentian under the waterfall did not waver at all!
City Lord's Mansion.
In the small courtyard where Lin Xiao is located.
"Trash, two trash!"
Lin Xiao was trembling with anger. More than a hundred gold coins were gone now!
More importantly, these gold coins also fell into the hands of Mo Wentian!
This is simply a naked humiliation!
"Mo Wentian, tomorrow is the day when you and I will fight. In tomorrow's fight, I will humiliate you in front of the entire Dongjian City!"
Lin Xiao's eyes were filled with murderous intent!
And in the backyard of the city lord's palace, in a very gorgeous courtyard, a cold and charming woman was performing a set of fierce swordsmanship.
"Miss, there are rumors outside that Master Wentian has started practicing sword practice again, and this time he is still under the waterfall!"
The woman stopped and a voice came from outside.
"Mo Wentian..."
When the woman heard this, her expression suddenly turned cold, and then she said: "So what if I practice swordsmanship? Without spiritual roots, I will never be able to marry him!"
There was a hint of disgust in the woman's eyes!
Under the waterfall.
Recovering again, Mo Wentian stood up slowly. After practicing for a whole day, Mo Wentian's body was like this.
Is being rapidly enhanced!
"The Heaven-Devouring Divine Technique is too overbearing. If I were practicing ordinary techniques, I would enter the waterfall at most three times a day, but today..."
A slight smile appeared on Mo Wentian's lips. Today, he has practiced under the waterfall seventeen times!
After practicing seventeen times, Mo Wentian was able to endure under the 100-meter waterfall for a quarter of an hour!
Compared with the first three minutes, it has improved five times!
"That's it for today, continue tomorrow!"
Mo Wentian carried the heavy iron sword and walked towards his shabby courtyard. The eyes of the people around him fell on Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian if it is unknown!
"Mo Wentian, stop!"
Just when Mo Wentian turned around and took two steps away, a scolding sound suddenly came out!
"It's the second young lady. The second young lady is here!"
"This loser comes here to practice swordsmanship. It turns out he wants to win the attention of the second lady!"
"The second young lady is a seventh-level spirit body. When she enters the Lijian Realm, she can become a disciple of the three major sword sects!"
"Does this loser still want to eat swan meat like a lazy toad?"
…
A series of comments rang out, and when he turned his head, a charming body fell into Mo Wentian's sight.
Seeing this figure, Mo Wentian's body trembled.
"Brother Wentian, can you teach me Qingxuan Sword Technique?"
"Brother Wentian, when you awaken your ninth-level spiritual roots, I will beg my father to let me marry you!"
…
"Mo Wentian, you don't even have a first-class spiritual root. I have a seventh-class spiritual root. From now on, you will leave Wentian Pavilion, and you and I will travel together!"
…
One voice after another sounded in Mo Wentian's mind, and Mo Wentian's mind fluctuated inexplicably.
"It turned out to be a confidante, a close friend, but it was just a joke..."
Mo Wentian looked at the pretty woman, and the expression on his face returned to normal.
Mo Qingcheng, the second young lady of the Mo family, has a seventh-level spiritual root and is currently at the eighth level of spiritual gathering!
"What do you want from me?"
Mo Wentian looked at Mo Qingcheng and asked indifferently.
Why should I miss such a beautiful confidante? After severing the feelings, Mo Wentian felt calm for an instant!
"Mo Wentian, you don't even have first-class spiritual roots. It's impossible for you to become a swordsman again!"
"I know you want to attract my attention, but you and Lin Xiao are asking for a fight. This is undoubtedly the stupidest behavior!"
"And my father has agreed to the marriage proposal from the Lin family Jianzi of the General Sword City. Only a genius like the Lin family Jianzi is worthy of me!"
"As for you, you are nothing but trash!"
Before Mo Wentian could speak, Mo Qingcheng suddenly took a step forward, his eyes filled with menace.
"waste!"
Mo Wentian was furious. Even if she gave such beauty to him, he wouldn't even bother to play with it!
Although he doesn't care, he doesn't want others to humiliate him!
"I know whether Mo Wentian is a waste, but you..."
Mo Wentian paused for a moment, then said with disdain on his face: "Little seven-level spiritual roots are nothing more than a frog in the well, you..."
"You are not qualified to be my Mo Wentian's woman!"
You are not qualified to be my Mo Wentian’s woman!
The words were light and decisive, and everyone around him looked at Mo Wentian with their mouths agape!
Mo Qingcheng is not qualified to be his woman
"This loser is so arrogant. The second young lady has a seventh-level spiritual root. He actually said that the second young lady is not qualified to be his woman!"
"What an arrogant Mo Wentian...!"
…
There was a commotion all around, and Mo Qingcheng's pretty face turned red.
"Mo Wentian, no matter what you do, you will never attract my attention again. During the battle tomorrow, get out of the City Lord's Mansion!"
Mo Qingcheng roared angrily, spread out his body skills and disappeared.
"Caught your attention?"
Mo Wentian smiled lightly, and in the disdainful eyes of everyone, Mo Wentian returned to the small courtyard.
Practice overnight!
In the early morning, Mo Wentian woke up from practicing.
The sword in his body was slowly rotating, and Mo Wentian opened his eyes, with a hidden edge flashing across his eyes.
"Master, do you really want to compete with Lin Xiao?"
"Believe me?"
Patting Mo Qingyu's little head, Mo Wentian chuckled.
After practicing last night, with the help of his enhanced physique and the Spirit Gathering Pill, he successfully condensed four Jianxuan again!
Although Mo Wentian is still at the first level of Soul Gathering now, Mo Wentian's power is four times that of yesterday!
"Five swords are equivalent to the average fourth-level spirit gathering!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself.
This is the terrifying Heaven-Devouring Divine Technique. The first-class spiritual root is equivalent to the ordinary fifth-class spiritual root!
Nine Jianxuan's first-level spirit gathering is also equivalent to the ordinary five-level spirit gathering sword cultivator!
"Master, the time has come!"
Mo Qingyu looked at Mo Wentian and said nervously.
"Uh-huh!"
Mo Wentian nodded lightly, dragging the heavy iron sword in his hand, and casually walked towards the martial arts field of the City Lord's Mansion!
"Look, Mo Wenzhen is really here!"
I don't know who screamed in surprise, and the entire martial arts arena instantly became noisy.
In the audience stage of the martial arts arena, Mo Wentian even saw a few elders!
"Mo Wentian, you really dare to come!"
On the sword platform, Lin Xiao had been waiting for a long time.
Seeing Mo Wentian, the coldness in Lin Xiao's body suddenly surged!