The next day, the first heavy snow of the winter fell.

In the morning, when you open the door, the goose-feather snow is blowing, and the whole world is dressed in silver.

Mu Tian didn't care about the flying snowflakes, walked to the yard, and started his daily exercise.

Unlike usual, Mu Tian, who had awakened his memory, consciously corresponded the cultivation methods of this world with some superficial body refining techniques in his inheritance and memory.

When he found something wrong, he made detailed modifications to make it more in line with himself, and his cultivation speed increased greatly for a while. The cultivation that had just broken through quickly stabilized.

At this time, Mu Tian's upper body was bare, and his body was full of strong streamlined muscles.

Fifteen-year-old Mu Tian was already a young man, and his height had grown a little taller half a year ago, reaching the level of seven and a half feet.

Mu Tian used both hands and feet, constantly practicing body forging boxing, and the strength of each movement far exceeded the previous peak level.

You must know that when he hadn't broken through before, due to the system, he was able to defeat a first-class powerhouse by leapfrogging. Now the strength is more than ten times stronger than before.

'Whew,' exhaled and finished his work, feeling the strength of his arms at least 200,000 catties, Mu Tian nodded with satisfaction. At least one trip is enough.

That's right, Mu Tian didn't plan to continue cultivating in the sect since he awakened, because he could only explain the rapid improvement of his strength when he went out.

As a time-traveler, or a time-traveler who is familiar with the plot, if it is not unprecedented, at least there will be no one to come.

When he read the novel back then, Mu Tian deeply agreed with a sentence: "A traverser who doesn't slap his face is not a good traverser." ‘’

At this time, the heavy snow paused, and because of the boxing in the heavy snow, Mu Tian went back to the house first to change into clean clothes. Then he said hello to Uncle Wang, and walked out of the Mu Mansion with a green steel sword on his back.

The sword is three feet three inches and three minutes long, the sword body is narrow and slender, and it looks very smooth.

This green steel sword was a weapon that Mu Tian decided to use after thinking about it for a long time last night.

The Jiuding world is the world of high martial arts, and the sword is the king of weapons. Among the many common weapons, compared to the domineering of the knife and the weirdness of the spear, the sword is more in line with Mu Tian's heart.

What's more, since he was a child, Mu Tian has had a "sword to ride the wind and travel between heaven and earth." ''

After walking for a while, Mu Tiancai came to the martial arts training ground of the Guiyuan Sect. At this time, not only Mu Tian, but also many people in the martial arts training ground, and even many members of the Black Armor Army fought each other in the martial arts training ground. And Mu Tian himself is also the centurion of the Black Armor Army.

That was still Mu Tian's victory in the battle with another black armor centurion when Guiyuan Sect recruited people in winter a few days ago, and I still remember that the centurion was called Pang Shan, which seemed to have appeared in the original book, so Mu Tian had some impressions.

However, at that time, he seemed to be injured at that time, and once Mu Tian broke out, his strength was far beyond that of ordinary first-class martial artists. So after a hard battle, Mu Tiancai before awakening unexpectedly won.

Standing in front of the martial arts training ground, at a glance, everyone has at least the strength of a second-rate martial artist, which shows the strength of the Guiyuan Sect.

'Little junior brother,' a voice came,

Turning his head, a white-robed young man came down from the high platform in the center of the martial arts training ground and walked this way.

It is the senior brother of Guiyuan Sect who is the same generation as Mu Tian, and the congenital void pill is strong ~ Zhuge Yuanhong. It is also the person Mu Tian is looking for when he comes to the martial arts training ground this time. Today's Guiyuan Sect Sect Master rarely shows up, and Zhuge Yuanhong temporarily handles affairs. And they are both descendants of the ancestors of the Guiyuan Sect, and the relationship between the two has always been good.

Before he could reply, a big hand slapped behind him.

Mu Tian, who sensed it in advance, turned sideways to avoid it, but when he looked back, he was a mighty man, wasn't it the unlucky guy who lost his centurion position due to the defeat in the competition that Mu Tian had thought about before.

Pang Shan has been very depressed these days, originally caught a Jiangyang thief on a mission last month, and got a lot of rewards, although he was a little injured, but it was nothing compared to the harvest.

Unexpectedly, Pang Shan, who was injured once and his strength could only exert seventy percent, turned over in the gutter and fell into the hands of Mu Tian, a little guy who was more than ten years younger than himself. Make it a fluke. It's not a little laughed at by those guys these days.

Now seeing Mu Tian appear at the door of the martial arts training ground, he was immediately excited, and stretched out his hand to pat it.

When Mu Tian saw that it was Pang Shan, he didn't pay attention to it, but greeted Zhuge Yuanhong, the senior brother who walked in front of him: "Senior brother." ’

At this time, Pang Shan, whose right hand was empty, found that Zhuge Yuanhong was in front of him, and after being embarrassed, he hurriedly saluted and shouted: "Senior brother." ’

Nodding at Pang Shan, Zhuge Yuanhong turned his head to look at Mu Tiandao: "Little junior brother, why do you have time to come here!" ’

"Senior brother, I have made another breakthrough in my cultivation, and I want to take a leave of absence to go out and practice. Mu Taiyi replied.

'No! Before Zhuge Yuanhong could speak, an anxious voice said, it was that Pang Mountain.

Seeing that Mu Tian and Zhuge Yuanhong turned their heads together to look at him expressionlessly because of their words, Pang Shan was furious in his heart, swallowed his saliva, and said curtly: "That Senior Brother Zhuge is, I mean, I am twenty-six years old, and I haven't gone out to practice alone, Little Brother Mu Tian, he is too young, let's wait until later." 'I thought to myself, if you kid leave, how can I Pang Shan get back face, won't I continue to be ridiculed for a long time.

Zhuge Yuanhong thought to himself that Uncle Mu and his wife sacrificed for the sake of returning to the Yuan Sect, what happened to you, Uncle Mu's only son, didn't I feel sorry for their spirit in the sky. So he smiled and nodded, "Little junior brother, what do you think?" ’

Mu Tian was expressionless, looked at Pang Shan, and said, "Senior brother, if I defeat Pang Shan within ten moves, how about you agree with me to go out to practice." ’

Pang Shan was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "This is a good idea, senior brother, you are the referee, and I will try it with the junior brother." ’

Zhuge Yuanhong pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, remember to stop here." ’

Call! Call!

A cold wind whistled across the school grounds, and the sky became even more gloomy.

Mu Tian and Pang Shan successively ascended the competition platform.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the martial arts training ground spontaneously gathered over.

The martial arts platform is three feet high, ten zhang in length and width, and is paved with blue-gray rocks.

Zhuge Yuanhong walked to the center of the competition platform.

'The one who comes out of the ring loses, and the one who admits defeat loses loses, and the sword has no eyes in the competition, but if anyone intentionally kills someone, he will be put to death. Zhuge Yuanhong's majestic voice spread throughout the martial arts arena.

'Pang Shan, Mu Tian, let's start! Zhuge Yuanhong said. Then he turned around and jumped off the test bench.

There are only two people left on the stage,

Mu Tian! Pang Shan!

'Senior Brother Pang Shan, please!' Mu Tianyi arched his hand.

'Senior Brother Mu, please!' Pang Shan was also a hand, but he was quite excited.

There was no noise in the martial arts training field, Pang Shan was holding a long knife, and Mu Tian was holding a green steel sword, both of them were gathering momentum.

'Only if I win neatly, Senior Brother Zhuge will let me go out to practice. Mu Tian's eyes were serious and locked on Pang Shan.

Pang Shan's eyes were like a tiger hunting, staring at Mu Tian.

Suddenly, there was a shock under his feet, and a spiderweb-like crack opened on the blue-gray rock, and Pang Shan came like a streamer of light, and only the sound of "snort" was heard breaking through the sky.

The sword light is like a water-cooled string moon!

A cold glow on the blade. Reflected in Mu Tian's pupils.