The sun was scorching, and the sun poured hot from the sky to the ground, and the ground was moistened by the sunlight and appeared in layers of waves. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoEven the swimming fish in the water do not want to get out of the shadow of the boulder, and the lotus flower in the water is helpless to put away the lotus leaves despite being moistened by the water, and is depressed.

On the Su family's martial arts training ground, in the open space blocked by the shadows of the trees, one after another figures sat cross-legged, and they were young boys and girls. They breathed greedily into the air around them, and beside them stood an old man with a majestic face.

The old man looked at the young man in front of him in disappointment and sighed helplessly. Turning his head to look at the center of the martial arts training ground, a figure was constantly dancing the iron sword in his hand, this figure also had the appearance of a young man, with soft and scattered short black hair, his still immature face looked a little thin, and his deep black eyes and tough sword eyebrows made the young man look more and more heroic.

Fourteen years is not long to say short, the young child who was once selected by the old man of the Northern Wilderness has grown up, just like then, the young man is very obsessed with the sword, from the time the young man was eight years old, the sword sent by the old man of the Northern Wilderness will never leave the side of the young man, and he will continue to practice penance every day, regardless of the scorching sun and heavy rain, the young man will practice as always.

Under the shade of the tree, some teenagers and girls quietly opened their eyes, looked at the teenagers in the martial arts training ground, and secretly swallowed their saliva, the eyes of the teenagers were full of envy and admiration, but the eyes of the girls were admiration. The peace is gradually shattered by the whispers of the young girls.

"Young Master Su Mu is really diligent, he is still cultivating like this, and he really deserves to be the first person of the younger generation of the Su family. ”

"Joke, Young Master Su Mu is not only diligent, but also takes it for granted, in six years, he has directly cultivated from the first layer of the body building to the seventh layer of the body, and his swordsmanship is also very good. I heard the old people say that Young Master Su Mu has not yet relied on any external force. ”

The old man heard the whispers of the young men, and said sharply: "What's the use of envy, you don't pay, you can only look at Young Master Su Mu from a distance, instead of having time to be so lazy, it's better to have more time to cultivate." ”

A young man in black pouted and said, "Master Su Jin, what's the use of working hard, no talent, no matter how hard we work, can we surpass the genius? ”

When Su Jin heard the words of the young man in black, his face suddenly became solemn. This kind of reason was actually said by the emperor, which made Su Jin feel cold.

Su Mu felt that the whispering under the shade of the tree was a little solemn, and gradually stopped waving the iron sword in his hand, and slowly walked in front of the black-clothed young man. Placing the broken iron sword in the hand of the young man in black, the gap on the iron sword was obvious and it could be seen that it would definitely not collide with other iron weapons, because on the iron sword, there were all dense traces, and there were no large gaps.

Su Mu looked at the iron sword and said lightly: "This is the fifth hundredth iron sword I used, and when I practiced the sword, it became like this when I cut with the wind." ”

The young man in black looked at the iron sword in his hand, his hands were constantly trembling, because this iron sword was too bulky, making it difficult for the young man in black to hold the sword in both hands, let alone swing the sword.

"Geniuses are not geniuses in the beginning, they are ordinary people in the beginning, but because they work harder than others, they are geniuses. Su Mu looked at the black-clothed young man quietly.

Su Jin on the side was shocked when he saw the broken iron sword, not to mention that this was already the fifth hundredth iron sword that Su Mu had practiced, and the relief in his eyes was even more unreserved.

"Huh. ”

The sound of the iron sword falling to the ground brought everyone back to their senses, and everyone's hearts echoed that no one was a genius from the beginning. There was a fire in the eyes of every boy and girl. , they all said to their hearts, "I'm also a genius, just work harder!"

When the black-clothed boy came to his senses again, the iron sword in his hand returned to Su Mu's hand and continued to practice swinging the sword. The black-clothed young man hurriedly ran to Su Mu's face, bowed deeply and said, "Young Master Su Mu, thank you for opening up to me, from now on, you are my target." ”

As he spoke, the young man in black also began to cultivate. Seeing this, the teenagers and girls also began to cultivate, and secretly set a goal in their hearts, that is, to catch up with Su Mu's footsteps.

When Su Jin saw this scene, his eyes lit up with his appreciation for Su Mu. He muttered in his mouth: "To have such cohesion, he really deserves to be the leader of the younger generation of the Su family." ”

"Ouch, isn't this the son of Su Mu of our Su family, why don't you cultivate well, does it make sense to care about these wastes. Or are you just as much waste as they are? Haha"

Just as Su Mu wanted to continue cultivating, a slightly harsh voice came. Su Mu's sharp eyes looked at the place where the voice came from, and saw several figures walking slowly, led by a person with a gloomy face, who was holding a woman in his arms at this time, looking at Su Mu with a smile.

"Su Jie, why do you say that we are waste. Why can't we be strong? ”

"That's it, you Su Jie has no family resources, what do you have to praise. ”

For the words of the teenagers, Su Jie just smiled arrogantly:

"Why, because I'm stronger than you, because I can crush you at will in front of you, even if you are a bunch of waste, you want to be strong?"

Su Jie's disdainful words were the teenagers' anger, but Su Jie's strength was in front of them, so they had to bow their heads. A young man whispered:

"You have the courage to challenge Young Master Su Mu. And what do we have to worry about. ”

Su Jie, as a person on the seventh floor of the body, naturally heard what he said just now, but he didn't care too much, because Su Jie's eyes were still looking at Su Mu.

Facing Su Jie's lofty gaze, Su Mu just looked at it lightly and quietly watched what he wanted to do.

"Su Mu, how is it to be the first person for so long, do you feel very comfortable in the face of those wastes. Without my Su family, the younger generation was actually the first person to be a person with a seventh-story building. Today, I will let you understand that the Su family is the first person of the younger generation. ”

Facing Su Jie's fighting intent, Su Mu just smiled faintly, picked up a wooden sword casually, and waved the wooden sword casually. said lightly: "If you want to fight, then you will fight." ”

Su Mu's movements made Su Jie a little uncomfortable, and he wanted to fight with a wooden sword, which was obviously a provocation to him. However, Su Jie slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, as if he was taking pity on Su Mu's provocation to him.

The rich spiritual pressure emanated from Su Jie's side, and the person who could emit this spiritual pressure must have reached the eighth layer of the building body. Su Jie picked up a spear and looked at Su Mu with disdain.

The spear was pointed, and the sharp tip of the spear stabbed at Su Mu like a predatory snake. Seeing this, Su Mu couldn't help but step back and slash the wooden sword in his hand.

Su Jie saw Su Mu take a step back and stabbed the spear faster. The spear was full of shadows, Su Mu couldn't help but smile, and picked up the sword body, making the spear lose its ability to pierce.

Seeing that the spear was a little out of his hand, Su Jie hurriedly gathered the spiritual power in his hand, and pressed the spear down violently, and even gathered a lot of spiritual power on the spear, wanting to defeat Su Mu with this blow.

Feeling the spiritual power on the spear, Su Mu couldn't help but use the spiritual power to wrap the wooden sword and face the spear.

Su Jie's powerful blow caused dust to rise, and the ground was also punched by the spear. Su Mu was also shocked by this powerful blow and took a few steps back.

"Su Mu, don't you take out the real sword, do you think you can stop me with the seventh layer of your body?" Su Jie looked at Su Mu in front of him.

Su Jie was about to continue speaking, but saw the corners of Su Mu's mouth slightly blurred, and his face, which originally seemed soft and brilliant, suddenly became a little cold, and under that coldness, it was as cold as a blade.

Su Mu kicked violently, and the originally somewhat distant distance was instantly shortened. In order to block Su Mu's attack, Su Jie swept the spear in his hand.

Seeing this, Su Mu disagreed, turned sideways and picked up the spear with his sword, then grabbed the spear and stabbed Su Jie with a sword.

Seeing that the spear was snatched, Su Jie decisively let go of the spear, the red spiritual power condensed in his hand, pushed away the wooden sword stabbed at him with one palm, and then slapped Su Mu with the other hand.

Seeing Su Jie's palm, Su Mu violently exploded his spiritual power, causing Su Jie's palm to slow down for a beat. Su Mu had already slashed the wooden sword towards Su Jie at this time.

The palm power could no longer be recovered, and Su Jie simply accepted this sword and hit the palm power on Su Mu's body. But his palm speed was not as fast as Su Mu's sword. The body was slashed by Su Mu's sword, and the pain in his left arm made Su Jie lose the stability of his body.

Su Jie hurriedly retreated. Su Mu saw that there was a flaw, and he picked and slashed and landed firmly on Su Jie's body. The sword slashed like the wind, and no matter how much Su Jie blocked it, he couldn't stop Su Mu's sword.

Although Su Mu used a wooden sword, under the stormy sword blow, Su Jie was still scarred. Even if he can't die, he can let Su Jie lie down for a day or two.

"You lost. ”

Su Mu's indifferent voice echoed in Su Jie's ears. Su Jie looked at Su Mu sideways and said, "Why don't you use a real sword to fight me." ”

Su Mu looked at Su Jie, turned to Su Jin and bowed, "Master Su Jin, please leave the rest to you." ”

As he spoke, Su Mu turned around and left. I only heard Su Jie roar: "Tell me, why don't you use a real sword to fight me! Are you afraid of killing me!"

Su Jie's words made Su Mu's eyes froze, and he said coldly: "You are not worthy of me to use a real sword." That would only insult the sword. ”

Hearing this, Su Jie's face turned pale, the blood and qi in his body were tumbling, and he finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He knew that he was really not qualified to let Su Mu use a real sword.

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