Lin Mumu just told Ye Zan that he couldn't bear this matter, but in the end, it really happened to him. ≥Looking at Ye Zan with a resentful look, he walked forward in two steps, straightened his chest, and said to the other party: "Yes, I was the one who moved it, how about it!"
"Hmph, my junior brother came to challenge according to the rules, but you suddenly injured him with a cruel attack. I only came here to seek justice." The senior brother said with a righteous face.
"Haha, how do you want to seek justice?" Lin Mumu smiled and asked with interest.
"The two of us competed in a competition. If you lose, please leave the cave and apologize to my junior brother." The senior brother said without hesitation, as if he was quite confident in his own strength.
But it's no wonder that in this Tiandao Mountain, there is basically such a rule. The lower the cave you live in, the stronger you are. However, Lin Mumu's cave was actually ranked at the top, obviously not very powerful.
"Oh, that's really embarrassing. I have already given up this cave to him." Lin Mumu said, pointing to Ye Zan next to him, but then he said: "But, you don't have to be disappointed. I still have a cave, if you can beat me, it’s okay to give it to you.”
When the senior brother heard this, he frowned and said in a deep voice: "Don't play any tricks. If you randomly find a cave up there afterwards, we will have to believe you!"
"Hehe, my cave is not up there. If you can beat me, you will naturally know where it is. However, if you lose, even though I don't want your cave, you still have to go to the top and live there. . "Lin Mumu didn't say where his cave was. If he told him, he might scare the other party away. How could the location of the cave of a disciple of the Great Freedom Sect be so different
"Hmph, it's useless to talk. Let's see the real chapter in our hands. Do you dare to come down with me!" As the senior brother spoke, he jumped off the small platform and landed lightly on the square below.
"We are waiting for you below. Come down if you are brave enough." The junior brother who had been beaten said harsh words and immediately jumped off the platform with his senior brother.
Lin Mumu and Ye Zan were the only two people left on the small platform at the entrance of the stone cave.
Lin Mumu glanced at Ye Zan and said with some resentment: "Brother Ye, this happened all because of you, and you are just watching the show."
Ye Zan nodded and said matter-of-factly: "Yes, now you know, you may have seen the wrong person."
Ye Zan didn't really want to stay out of the matter, and there was no way to stay out of it. After all, it was him who offended the Xingchen Sect, not the unlucky Lin Mumu. However, Ye Zan didn't mind taking this opportunity to see Lin Mumu's abilities and see the methods of the Great Freedom Sect.
"Okay, I really misjudged you. You and my sister are really a perfect match!" After Lin Mumu said this, he jumped off the platform.
After hearing Lin Mumu's words, Ye Zan couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine. What kind of monster was Lin Mumu's sister to actually let his own brother make such comments
When Ye Zan came to the square below, Lin Mumu and the senior brother were standing opposite each other, and there was no one around to watch the excitement. It was obvious that everyone was used to this kind of thing.
"Wang Mingzhi of Huayun Sect, please give me some advice!" The senior brother introduced himself to his family, drew his sword in his hand and made a sword salute.
"You're welcome, I'll give you some advice." Lin Mumu didn't sign up, but just held his hand in return.
If Lin Mumu really claimed his name, there would be no need to compete in this match, unless the other party had never heard of the Great Freedom Sect. But Huayun Sect is also an old second-rate sect, and the possibility of never hearing about the Great Freedom Sect is relatively small. After all, not everyone is as ignorant as Ye Zan.
But what Lin Mumu did was obviously very rude to the other party. Wang Mingzhi snorted coldly, and without saying any more words, he handed over his long sword and pierced Lin Mumu with a sword light.
Although you can control flying swords at the foundation level, few people can use flying swords to fight against enemies. On the one hand, it consumes real energy, and on the other hand, it is not as comfortable as wielding a sword by hand. This "free" does not refer to moves, but to the coordination of mental methods.
Once the sword is out of hand, there will be many weaknesses. Those weaknesses cannot be covered up and compensated by the cultivation level of Foundation Establishment. Therefore, when monks in the foundation-building realm use flying swords, they often face opponents whose strength is obviously inferior to theirs.
To put it bluntly, the power of an attack depends on how much energy you give it. The sword in your hand can continuously replenish energy, and you can also freely control the energy output. But once the sword leaves your hand, the subsequent energy input is interrupted, and you can only rely on the initial injection of energy, unless the sword is already a magic weapon level.
Wang Mingzhi of Huayun Sect still has some abilities. When he performs his sword skills, he actually has a hint of sword intent. You know, even in this Tiandao Mountain, not everyone can finally understand the artistic conception.
As Wang Mingzhi's sword technique unfolded, the force of the sword was like a raging wave, one layer after another, attacking the trees in the forest layer by layer. There is a vague feeling of turbulent waves, as if the forest trees have become a small boat about to be broken by the huge waves.
However, Lin Mumu didn't even draw his sword, and seemed to be strolling quite leisurely. As the saying goes, "Advancing or retreating without hindrance and being free from worries is the greatest freedom." This Lin Mumu's performance can be considered to be quite comfortable.
Wang Mingzhi was not stupid. He knew something was wrong as soon as he made a move. The opponent's strength was definitely far beyond his expectation. However, at this time, it doesn't mean that you can step down just by stepping down. If you can make a fight, you have to fight with tears in your eyes.
Ye Zan was watching the battle from the side. He was surprised at Lin Mumu's strength at first. At least it wouldn't be so easy for him to go up, so he should have counterattacked anyway. But as he watched, Ye Zan seemed to see something, and the expression on his face gradually became a little weird.
The battle on the field was still going on. Wang Mingzhi saw that he had no choice but to change his sword technique decisively. This time, he had an artistic conception of water dripping through stone. Those sword strikes didn't look very fast, but they showed incomparable toughness, and had the aura of not giving up until the goal was achieved.
But looking at the trees and trees, they are still the same as before, walking in the sword light as if they were leisurely strolling in the garden. It feels like "walking through thousands of flowers without even touching them."
However, you fought back!
Not to mention Ye Zan who was watching the battle, even Wang Mingzhi seemed a little anxious. There must be a limit to toying with the opponent. Is it necessary to force the opponent to throw a sword and admit defeat
I don’t believe it! Wang Mingzhi secretly gritted his teeth in hatred, and then the sword power changed again. Thousands of sword lights were like a storm, sweeping towards the forest trees, as if they were going to stab the opponent into a sieve.
"Aren't you going to admit defeat?" Lin Mumuzhen remained unchanged in response to all changes. Walking in the rain of swords, he was still in the mood to ask the other party.
Wang Mingzhi wanted to tear him apart, but then he suddenly realized that his true energy had been exhausted. This is simply unbelievable. How long has it been? When did my true energy become so useless
(To be continued.)