[Ran^Text^Library] "If you don't know how to survive in adversity, you won't be able to go on with a little setback?"

Mu Chen silently recited the old woman's words, repeating them over and over again, and he actually figured it out in his heart, the more adversity he had, the more he tempered his will? If he couldn't go on when he encountered a little setback, wouldn't his previous efforts be in vain? If he persevered, he would definitely make his will sharper, and what he had to do at this time was not to sit here and wait, but to find an opponent!

"Old woman, what you said makes a lot of sense, I'll help you sweep the floor!"

Mu Chen suddenly stood up, then walked towards the old woman, and said with that handsome and confident smile on his face again

"Hehe, no need young man, my wife just can't be idle, no matter where she goes, she likes to find something to do for herself, I can't even sweep the ground yet, I don't need your help!"

The old woman smiled and waved her hand and said.

"I'm here to help you, I've been sitting here for so long, and I'm hoping to find something to do!"

At Mu Chen's insistence, the old woman gave Mu Chen the broom in her hand, and then sat on the steps where Mu Chen was originally sitting, showing a charitable smile.

"Isn't this our champion of the Sword Summit, Mu Chen, Mu Shaoxia, why did he do the menial work, is it because he fell into the Demon Dao and was abolished by Master Huikong?"

At this moment, a teasing voice sounded, and two figures came from a distance, the one who spoke was a young man with strange pupils, but it was Wu Qing who lost to Mu Chen on the sword platform, and the other person was a dark-skinned man, about thirty years old, with cold eyes, and he knew at a glance that the person who came was not good.

"Doing odd jobs is also a kind of cultivation, and cultivation focuses on cultivating the mind, how can you mediocre people understand it?"

Mu Chen didn't look up at the two of them, and continued to bow his head and sweep the floor.

"Then I don't know if you dare to compete with a mediocre person like us? Mu Shaoxia shines at the Sword Summit, won't he dare to agree!"

Wu Qing's strange eyes burst out with two murderous gazes, and he said defiantly. He was hit hard by Mu Chen at the Sword Summit, which made him lose face, and he couldn't swallow this breath in his heart anyway, and wanted to find Mu Chen to avenge the sword, this time his father asked his two brothers to use the excuse of visiting Master Huikong to climb the Sword Blade Peak to explore the reality of the ancient temple, who knew that as soon as he entered the door, he found Mu Chen, and the anger in his heart suddenly did not come to one place, that is, he played a provocation, and forgot all about his father's instructions.

Mu Chen's body was stunned, and many thoughts flashed in his heart, he really needed a strong opponent to regain his former edge at this time, but he also lost his self-confidence when he lost his will to kendo, and it is unknown whether he can fight against the enemy like before.

"Two, if you come to meet the host of Huikong, please come inside, if you come to cause trouble, please leave immediately!"

There were naturally a lot of monks coming and going in the temple, and an older monk suddenly couldn't look at it, and stepped forward to stop the two of them.

Wu Qing ignored the monk, but naturally he didn't dare not take this person's words to heart, made a thumbs up gesture at Mu Chen, and snorted coldly and was about to turn his head and leave.

"Wait, don't you want to fight, why do you want to go, young man, you just accept their challenge, if you want to regain your confidence, facing it head-on is the only way!"

The old woman suddenly spoke, she walked towards Mu Chen, and said with a serious expression.

"Oh, Mu Shaoxia, are you not even as good as an old woman? even an old woman dares to threaten to fight, do you still want to shrink down?"

Wu Qing was stunned for a moment, and then seized the opportunity to sneer.

"Wang Po, according to the rules of our temple, you are not allowed to do anything in the temple!"

The monk was slightly surprised when he heard this, and immediately said. He knew that the identity of this princess was extraordinary, and even the host had to treat each other politely, and he didn't dare to be rude, so his tone was extremely respectful.

"It's okay to just learn and it's not a battle of life and death, if you don't see blood, it won't affect the purity of the temple!"

Wang Po shook her head, she naturally wouldn't change her mind because of the words of a little monk.

"It's... Alright!"

The monk is also helpless, since Wang Po insists on this, she is not good at what she is saying, even if the host blames her, she can't blame herself, anyway, she has tried her best to persuade her.

"Young man, take the sword in your hand!"

At this time, an emerald green sword suddenly appeared in Wang Po's hand, handed it to Mu Chen, and took the broom in his hand at the same time.

Mu Chen nodded, he understood that the old woman in front of him was to help him regain his confidence, so he took the sword and looked at Wu Qing.

The moment Mu Chen took the sword, Wu Qing's heart jumped inexplicably, and he involuntarily took a step back. Mu Chen's strength left a lingering imprint in his heart, even a glance from Mu Chen could make him timid.

"Big brother, it's me who he injured, you have to avenge me!"

Wu Qing looked at the swarthy man beside him and said.

"Good!"

The swarthy man was very curious, his younger brother had been arrogant and arrogant since he was a child, and there was no one in his eyes, what kind of powerful character could make him so afraid, so he stepped forward and looked at Mu Chen.

The swarthy man's name is Wu Cong, he is Wu Qing's half-brother, he is about thirty years old, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the late stage of the Ning Dan Realm, and his strength is naturally much stronger than Wu Qing, but he is too old to participate in the Sword Summit, otherwise even Bei Tianzuo may not be able to defeat him.

"Let's shoot!"

After Mu Chen held the emerald green sword, his whole body was a little hot, and he looked at the other party with blazing eyes.

"Good!"

Wu Cong agreed, and a pitch-black long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and a sword stabbed over, the speed was extremely fast, and his sword intent was also integrated into it, increasing the power of his sword several times, and it was already at Mu Chen's throat in an instant.

Mu Chen's eyes were like electricity, such a sword was naturally under his eyes, and he couldn't hurt himself, just before the opponent's sword edge was about to arrive, he backhanded a sword, which was to swing the opponent's sword edge away, but he couldn't help but take seven steps back, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the hand holding the sword was also trembling.

"Brother Qing, isn't his strength very good, how could you lose to such a waste as him?"

Wu Cong tilted his head slightly, his tone was extremely relaxed, and he didn't take Mu Chen in his eyes at all.

"Big brother, don't underestimate this kid, his sword moves are very powerful, even Bei Tianzuo is not his opponent!"

Wu Qing was also surprised, how could Mu Chen become so weak, but he was afraid that the other party would be cheating, so he reminded him.

"Okay, then I'll see how good he is!"

While Wu Cong was speaking, he attacked again with his sword, stabbing more than a dozen sword rays in mid-air, each sword was as fast as lightning, locking Xiao Fan at all angles and stabbing at the same time.

"Floating Nebula!"

Mu Chen thought silently in his heart, and the moment he swung his sword, a sword momentum spanning nearly ten meters was formed, and the sword qi light points were arranged irregularly, blocking all the more than a dozen sword rays outside, and not leaking.

"Witch Sword Slash!"

Wu Cong didn't intend to give Mu Chen a chance to breathe, condensed a huge sword ray more than thirty meters long, and slashed it fiercely, the floating light nebula that did not contain sword intent became extremely fragile, and was easily shattered, and the huge sword light pressed towards Mu Chen.

The strong wind shook Mu Chen out, and the huge sword light in his pupils was getting closer and closer, but Mu Chen's heart was not much nervous at this moment, but he was unusually calm, watching the arrival of the huge sword light.

A month of mind cultivation is not useless, at least the heart is like stopping water, even if the face of life and death crises can also be rational and calm, rational to make correct judgments, even if the wind and waves appear in front of them, they can also be calm and sober-minded out of the predicament, which is extremely important in the battle of life and death, and Mu Chen can do this at a young age, it is very rare.

"Although I can't use my sword intent at the time of occupation, and I am not as good as him in a head-on confrontation, my sword skills are stronger than him, and I can rely on Qiao'er to win it!"

This thought flashed through Mu Chen's mind, and Mu Chen's eyes suddenly burst out with two rays of light, full of confidence and indifference, only to see his footsteps in the air, like a spirit snake's dexterity, easily avoiding the huge sword that was pressed, and the whole figure ejected out, instantly approaching Wu Cong.