Looking at the man in black dancing with a long sword in the clearing, Shen Qing'er felt that there was no more handsome person in this world than him.

Until the display of swordsmanship was completed, Shen Qing'er's eyes still couldn't leave Mu Tianshen's body.

She couldn't help but sigh: "This is "Twilight". ”

Only "Twilight" danced by Mu Tianshen can be called "Twilight".

Regarding Shen Qing'er's words, Qingying also agreed in her heart.

Since Mu Tianshen came on the field, his eyes have never left Mu Tianshen for a moment.

The tall black-clothed man who danced the sword displayed every move and style was incomparable to these disciples. Whenever he saw the swordsmanship he displayed, he showed adoring eyes.

He was the god-like being in his heart.

"Cut."

Amin made a small noise.

I don't know why, seeing Shen Qing'er looking at Mu Tianshen like this, and giving Mu Tianshen such a high evaluation, Ah Ming felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

But Mu Tianshen was the senior brother of the sect after all, and it was known that his ability was also the strongest among all the disciples, so he didn't dare to make too much noise.

However, Shen Qing'er and Qingying ignored him.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time Ah Ming had done this, and Shen Qing'er didn't bother to pay attention to him. Qingying only has his idol in his eyes, and he doesn't want to worry about him.

After the martial arts are displayed, they all come down to learn.

Mu painstakingly used his spiritual power to erect a huge void space in the open space, and the disciples below looked at this huge void space, and they were all ready to move.

After all, learning from each other is conducive to increasing actual combat experience, and it can also recognize the gap between yourself and the other party, find your own shortcomings, and strive to improve yourself.

And you only have the opportunity to compete once a month.

"There will be a discussion below, which two disciples will come first?"

As soon as Mu Kuxin's words fell, many of the disciples below had already raised their hands and were eager to try.

Looking at those raised hands, a satisfied smile appeared on Mu Kuxin's face.

According to the practice of competition, they all start with low-level disciples, and finally come to high-level disciples.

And among these disciples who raised their hands, Qingyi's ability was the weakest, his martial arts level was a junior martial artist, and his spiritual power level was the third layer of the spiritual realm, so Mu painstakingly chose Qingyi.

And he challenged another low-level disciple, Shui Ming, whose strength level was that of a junior martial artist, and his spiritual power level was the first level of the Primordial Spirit Realm.

is also a junior martial artist who learns the swordsmanship of "Twilight", Qingyi and Shui Ming are on par in martial arts, but there is a gap in the degree of spiritual power.

All of a sudden, the two were inseparable.

But Shui Ming's spiritual power level is already at the first level of the Primal Spirit Realm, and he can sense the changes around him, Qingyi is very close to him in the fight, and he can detect Qingyi's gaze.

Through his own induction, he was able to avoid the part that Qingyi was going to attack well, and prejudged Qingyi's next sword move, and finally defeated Qingyi.

The two of them came out of the void space, and the traces of the fight just now dissipated without a trace, as if the two had never fought just now.

But the memories of the fight are real in the minds of everyone present.

After the discussion between Qingyi and Shui Ming ended, Mu painstaking ordered Ah Ming, who also raised his hand just now.

Thinking of the last time Ah Ming defeated Qingying with despicable means, Shen Qing'er pursed her lips in disdain.

She knew that Ah Ming wanted to challenge Qingying again this time, and wanted to express himself by defeating Qingying.

Sure enough, Ah Ming, who was chosen by Mu painstakingly, stood up and walked in front of Shen Qing'er and Qingying.

Qingying sat next to Shen Qing'er, and Shen Qing'er raised her head to look at Ah Ming expressionlessly, her eyes disdainful.

I saw that Ah Ming slowly stretched out his hand in the direction where Qingying was sitting.