Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Mysterious Old Man in the Crowd
"Boom!"
The golden light soared into the sky, and the divine sword flew directly into the air.
"Alas!"
But the three Martial Emperor Sword Forgers, looking at the divine sword that bloomed with golden light in the air, all sighed involuntarily.
"Failed again."
That's right, it was a failure, and the greatest wish of Sword Pond Villa was to forge the strongest divine sword ever. Ten years is like a day, just for this day.
The sages of Jianchi Villa have been fighting for this road. But so far, it has not been successful.
The three Martial Emperors were very disappointed, but in the eyes of the world, the sword-casting skills of Sword Pond Villa had been perfected to the limit, and the divine swords cast were all the top existences in the rivers and lakes.
"Brush!"
A Martial Emperor directly grabbed the divine sword flying in the air. Li Yu was high in the air and said to the people below.
"Everyone, today is the day of the sword's birth, according to the rules, as long as anyone can squeeze the whole audience, they can get this divine sword."
"Excalibur has no name, whoever is its owner can name it."
The Martial Emperor of the Sword Pond Villa said so, looking at the divine sword in his hand, he was actually a little reluctant. After all, it took the three brothers ten years to forge the Excalibur.
In the past ten years, I have been staying on that magma, and you can imagine how hard it has been.
However, for the sake of the longevity of Sword Pond Villa, this divine sword must not be left in his hand.
Excalibur is powerful, but one or two are nothing. But if Sword Pond Villa had kept the Divine Sword in his hands all along, it would definitely be feared by the imperial court.
Because in the hands of some swordsmen whose cultivation is slightly weaker, the Excalibur is simply a terrifying weapon.
"Ladies and gentlemen, in the first game of this sword conference, which young talent is willing to come up and take the lead?"
The sword elder said, standing in the middle of the square. At this time, the square has been restored to its original state, who would believe that under this square, there will actually be a volcanic crater,
Because when you walk to Jianchi Villa, you can't feel the heat at all.
Moreover, the geographical location of Handan City should not be able to have a volcano. Therefore, it is enough to see that this sword washing pool is rare.
"Everyone, in that case, let the little brother come first to offer ugliness."
Suddenly, a young man jumped straight into the ring. He looked like he was only in his early twenties, but his cultivation was already in the innate realm, and he could be regarded as an absolute genius.
It can be seen that at this sword conference, the young talents who can be invited will not be simple existences.
"This is Mo Xuanji of the Mo family, he is twenty-one years old this year, and his cultivation is already in the late congenital realm, so he can be regarded as a genius."
Master Ziyun whispered to Mu Ziyu.
"The Mo family?"
It's a thunderous name! After all, it is one of the hundred schools of thought.
"Didn't you respect Confucianism in the first place? The sons of the hundred schools are not lonely? ”
Mu Ziyu asked curiously.
Master Ziyun explained.
"The hundred schools of thought of the sons of that year were an idea, which was not tolerated by the emperor. And now the hundred schools of thought are more like a Jianghu sect. ”
Thus, it was successfully preserved. Of course, because of this, it does not have the original terrifying influence. ”
Mu Ziyu nodded, as long as the forces in the rivers and lakes do not violate the ban with force, under normal circumstances, there is no problem.
"Brother Mo's cultivation has really improved a lot, so let me advise you."
Another young man jumped up, and it was also a cultivation of the innate realm, which could be regarded as an opponent in chess.
It can be said that most of the contestants in the audience are cultivators of the innate realm.
There are only a small number of Martial Sects, as well as Martial Kings.
As for the Martial Emperor realm, there is only one Qingtai Bai. Although it is said that Qing Taibai's cultivation is the same as Mu Ziyu's, Mu Ziyu is the existence of mastering the two martial arts.
Therefore, in the same realm, it is basically invincible.
Because even if it is Mu Ziyu's god-level qualification, if it weren't for the game panel, then Mu Ziyu would have to enter a martial arts into Tongshen. It's just a matter of perception and luck.
Therefore, Mu Ziyu didn't believe that someone could comprehend the Divine Martial Arts at his age, or even two.
Even if it is Xiaoyue, Emperor Wu cultivates, but she has not mastered all the martial arts.
Among them, the only one that is the most proficient in martial arts is still called Phoenix Gu. It's just that Mu Ziyu can only see the name of the exercise, and he doesn't know what kind of martial arts this Phoenix Gu is.
But come to think of it, since it can be cultivated to the consummation level by Xiao Yue, this Phoenix Gu must be a powerful martial art, otherwise, why spend a lot of time cultivating the Phoenix Gu?
On the square, the sound of battle is endless.
Even if it is a martial artist in the innate realm, the power that erupts from the battle can be regarded as very terrifying.
After all, these were all genius disciples of various sects. The heads of some small sects in the rivers and lakes are not even enough to look at in front of them.
They practice for one year, and they can top ten years of ordinary people. This is the gap between geniuses and mediocre talents, the so-called use of hard work to make up for it, that is a joke.
Because the more genius he is, the harder he will work, because he will spend more time developing his talents. Because geniuses are proud and do not allow themselves to be weak, they will be even more ruthless to themselves.
"Well, isn't it boring?"
Xiao Yue looked at Mu Ziyu, who was almost asleep, and asked with a smile.
Mu Ziyu nodded, it was indeed very boring, because the strength of these people, although in the eyes of others, was very good. But in front of Mu Ziyu, he was really too weak.
Qing Taibai on the side seemed very interested.
Because he has never been out of Qingyun Island, and he rarely fights with outsiders, he is very excited to remember and look forward to it.
"Little junior brother, ten years ago, your strength surpassed these people in the field. In the past ten years, your strength must have been terrifying to a certain extent, right? ”
Senior Brother Lin Xu said with a smile.
Mu Ziyu smiled slightly, but he seemed to acquiesce in this matter.
"Ahh
However, just when Mu Ziyu was chatting with his senior brother, suddenly, his brother's wife Xu Qian suddenly exclaimed.
"What's wrong, Qian'er?"
Senior Brother Lin Xuan suddenly asked anxiously, looking at this, Senior Brother is very protective of his wife.
"Him! How did he end up here? ”
Senior brother's wife, Xu Qian, stretched out her hand and pointed to an old man in the distance in disbelief.
Senior Brother Lin Xuan raised his eyes and looked at it, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"It's him!"
Looking at the appearance of the senior brother, there seemed to be some horror in his eyes. Mu Ziyu also followed the gaze of his senior brother, and squatted to see an ordinary looking old man in the crowd.
Although the aura is well hidden, even Satsuki can't sense the cultivation.
But Mu Ziyu's game panel is not vegetarian, and he can see through this old man at a glance. He is actually a martial emperor!
And it seems that the senior brother seems to have a grudge against him!