The ancient books he got at the beginning were only fragments. Although he learned the art of controlling beasts, he was very reluctant. If he hadn't been assisted by the strength of the sword master, he might not be able to perform it at all.
The worst thing was that he didn't realize until he learned the art of beast control that it was extremely difficult for him to improve his strength, which was obviously restricted by the art of beast control.
It is precisely for this reason that he was seriously injured in the battle with Chenxing Academy. If he hadn't found this Qiongqi Temple and saved his soul with a Beast Bead left in the temple, he would have been wiped out long ago and turned into nothingness up.
He never dreamed that there would be people in this world who could understand psychic animal language.
Xia Youchen immediately changed his mind. In this valley, other people can die, but this kid can't let him die. As long as he is caught and forced to learn all the psychic animal language, he will be able to break through the constraints of the beast control technique, surpass the sword master, and reach another legendary realm.
Xia Youchen looked at Mu Hanyan like a beast in the wilderness, looking at a weak little sheep that could only be killed and devoured, his eyes were hungry.
"Kill." While those strange beasts were still in a daze, the young swordsmen raised their long swords again, beheaded the strange beasts in front of them, and rushed towards the crack in the cliff.
The blood of the same kind made those strange beasts wake up faster, and under the control of the power of the contract, they swung their sharp claws again.
A more tragic fight kicked off.
Compared with before, the attacks of the strange beasts were even crazier. Their eyes were blood red, and their bodies were full of killing intent.
If it is said that the previous strange beasts had wisdom far beyond ordinary beasts and even knew a little fear, then these strange beasts now are simply more savage and stupid than those lowest-level beasts. They have completely forgotten fear, and their eyes are empty , just relying on the instinctive bloodthirsty desire of beasts, completely ignoring the dazzling sword death in the hands of the swordsmen, and rushing forward to kill them like moths to a flame.
Such a change is obviously due to Xia Youchen's beast control technique and the coercion of the Qiongqi beast.
No wonder he was able to compete with Chenxing College, which was known as the fifth largest college, by himself. He escaped from the joint encirclement and suppression of them, the major families of Peking University and the royal family, and the Beast Master Sword Master really lived up to his reputation.
Seeing all the young swordsmen struggling under the crazy attack of alien beasts, who might die at any time, Mu Hanyan couldn't care less about preserving their strength. With a long howl, a piece of frost, snow and rain flew down nine days.
"Puff puff puff..." A mist of blood flew within three feet away.
Even though his mind was controlled and he fell into madness, the severely injured beast still let out a scream.
"Great swordsman, he is also a great swordsman!" Seeing Mu Hanyan's true strength, all the swordsmen were refreshed.
Being able to live through a series of bloody battles to the present, their strength and eyesight are naturally not bad, and it can be seen at a glance that although Mu Hanyan is only a tenth-rank great swordsman, after the frost, snow and rain are transformed, his power is not as powerful as his body How bad is Yan Yuchu who is a sword master.
What a natural waste, what a dandy and incompetent, it turns out that Mu Hanyan is the real master. Thinking of their previous contempt and rejection of Mu Hanyan because they believed in Qu Fengting's slander, everyone felt ashamed and guilty.
And Mu Feng, who was deliberately placed in the middle of the team by Mu Hanyan, was even more stunned. Not long ago, he had fought against Mu Hanyan. At that time, Mu Hanyan was only a sixth-level swordsman. How could he reach the level of a tenth-level swordsman so quickly.