Chapter 11: Confrontation with the Teacher

Jun Mo pressed forward step by step with a series of stabbing attacks, He Xi wanted to quickly dodge and regain the initiative, but he easily locked on to his every step, and his every move was suppressed, and he could only barely defend all the time. He Xi is often beaten to doubt his life because of this.

Jun Moxun bowed and flashed to He Xi's side. He Xi quickly crossed two hundred scimitars, but his degree had to be fast enough to block Jun Mo's quick assault. He Xi suddenly reacted that he had been tricked, Jun Mo suddenly rolled to the ground, and the two swords stabbed at He Xi's lower body at the same time.

He Xi cursed, and quickly pressed the scimitar down to cross again, but it was still a step slower, and was forced to jump backwards. There is no doubt that this flaw was seen by Jun Mo, and his calf was hit hard by Jun Mo's knife back before he hit the ground, and the place where he was hit was painful and painful. Annoyed, he threw both scimitars to the ground.

"Don't take you to play like this, just attack my life!" He Xi scolded.

"As long as you can disrupt the enemy's moves and defenses, does it matter how you attack and where you attack? Jun Mo said lightly.

"But we're training, if I react a little slower just now, my life will be gone!" He Xi was still very dissatisfied.

"Pick up your weapon, I said, the enemy won't tell you anything about training or not, and when you get to the battlefield to know what to pay attention to, at that time, I'm afraid you will already go to the underworld to report." Jun Mo roared at him, took a step forward with murderous aura, made an attack gesture and rushed forward, the blade of the sword pointed directly at He Xi's heart.

He Xixun bent down and picked up the scimitar, turned sideways to face a series of attacks, still dissatisfied in his heart, and didn't understand whether it was training or playing with his life.

He Xi knew that Jun Mo wanted to cultivate his various adaptability, but according to his current level, he felt a little unbearable for Jun Mo's attack. He Xi was really not sure how ruthless he would be, but it could be seen from Jun Mo's expression that he was very serious. He Xi guessed how Jun Mo's next attack would be carried out, was it still the lower body, or the heart?

Jun Mo brandished his sword and continued to rush towards He Xi, disappearing in a flash in front of his eyes, and the Heavenly Spirit Cover that rotated and aimed at He Xi in mid-air stabbed down directly. He Xi shuddered with fright, and hurriedly fled, raised the scimitar with both hands to make a cross, and forcibly carried Jun Mo's sword down.

As soon as he saw his weapon collide with He Xi's weapon, Jun Mo couldn't help but show a sly smile, and disappeared in He Xi's eyes in a flash again, and instantly came behind He Xi, and stabbed his heart with a sword.

This time He Xi saw his intentions, he guessed that Jun Mo would do this, He Xi missed Jun Mo's sword with a backhand, and raised his hand with the other hand and stabbed it again, directly bounced Jun Mo's sword away. Jun Mo continued to attack He Xi trickyly, just when He Xi turned around to meet Jun Mo's side split, Jun Mo suddenly stopped his attack, and then kicked He Xi in the chest, kicking it away, before He Xi could react, the sword in his hand flew out, directly cutting a bloody mark on He Xi's neck.

"No, it's really not good, if you continue to fight, you have to leave your life to you. He Xi waved his hand while tending to the wound.

Jun Mo laughed, threw away his weapon, and stretched out his hand to bandage it. Looking at He Xi's pair of glowing eyes in front of him, Jun Mo felt a little unbelievable about He Xi's performance just now, he was actually fighting him seriously just now, although he had some hands, but he was only sixteen years old, and he had only been trained for a few months, but he could now master the use of every weapon in the arsenal of Shadow Mist City, especially this pair of scimitars, when he used these two scimitars, he looked as if he had already been a battle-hardened veteran, and now He Xi could already defeat more than half of his subordinates, thinking about how strong he could become if he further studied at that time, Jun Mo couldn't help but feel a chill on his back when he thought of this。

"Teacher Junmo, in fact, I have already calculated your moves just now. It's just that my body's reaction didn't keep up with my thoughts. He Xi's words interrupted Jun Mo's thoughts.

"Of course, after all, you haven't trained for long and haven't been on the battlefield. And I, who have been through centuries of war, large and small, have lived less than one-tenth of the time you have lived so far. Believe me, child, you will be better than me in the future. Jun Mo replied lightly.

"Perhaps, I've heard that I have more than one brother, but every time I ask my sister about it, they avoid talking about what kind of person he is. He Xi asked again.

"That's right, you have two older brothers. The Heavenly Soul is your second brother, and your eldest brother is an invincible archmage who has faced countless wars with me over the centuries. However, he was killed on the night you were born. Junmo didn't hide it, feeling that he had the right to know something.

"Is it against the priests, or against the gods of the Heavenly Realm, or against the other clans for territory!" He Xi's eyes widened as if he was a child expecting his parents to tell him more stories.

Although Jun Mo was unwilling to destroy He Xi's image of this brother he had never seen, he was even more unwilling to cover up the facts, so he said slowly: "It is true that he died at the hands of the demon clan, but in my opinion, it is not so simple. The soldiers said he died at the hands of a group of children..."

Hearing this, He Xi was a little stunned, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, an archmage like a god actually died in the hands of a child. Just as he wanted to continue to ask for some other information about this brother from Jun Mo's mouth, he saw a look of rejection on the latter's face, so he didn't continue to ask.

In this way, Jun Mo and He Xi studied and cultivated day after day, day after day, year after year. Time no longer seemed to matter in the eyes of the two of them, and every time they started practicing, they could always fight until they forgot to sleep and eat until they had no strength, but as soon as they recovered, the two of them would soon return to the training ground.

In the third year, He Xi was nineteen years old, and at this time, he could already resist for a while when Jun Mo used all his strength, and even had a situation where he could have the upper hand from time to time. These days are especially rare for Jun Mo, and he doesn't know how many years he hasn't met a warrior who can take advantage of him. He watched He Xi grow taller and stronger, become smarter, and become stronger.

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