"The muscles and bones are in unison, and it is indeed the cultivation of a middle-level swordsman. ”

The roar of energy caused by a loud shout, several great swordsmen who were close, as well as Vice Dean Bei Ge in the distance, all saw the true strength of the royal court.

Although they had received relevant information before, they learned that Wang Ting had joined the core of the academy with the strength of a middle-level swordsman, but hearing was false, seeing was believing, and witnessing Wang Ting's display of the strength of a middle-level swordsman and hearing rumors were completely incompatible.

"This Wang Ting, he hasn't reached the age of seventeen yet, that is to say, he is only a little over sixteen years old now, and he has already become a middle-level swordsman at the age of sixteen, this kind of cultivation speed is really amazing, if he can defeat Li Mu, who is a high-level swordsman, in this battle, then he will completely meet the admission standards of the Divine Chosen Swordsman Academy. ”

On the audience, Vice Dean Bei Ge said to Dong Qi, with some appreciation in his tone.

"It's really good, this time, our Xuanzhong Senior Swordsman Academy did not have any too outstanding seedlings, I originally thought that this year's entrance assessment of the Divine Swordsman Academy, our Xuanzhong Senior Swordsman Academy is also going through the motions, I don't want to now, this teenager actually gave us a little hope. ”

"Yes, I heard that those few academies, each academy, can send four or five people, if the number of our Xuanzhong Advanced Swordsman Academy is less than theirs, it will really not look good at that time. ”

The conversation between the two vice deans did not deliberately suppress their voices, not only those great swordsman-level mentors behind them could hear it clearly, but even Bei Wuya, Xi Ruojian, Jing Feng, and Ye Congyun could hear it clearly.

Seeing that the two vice presidents actually had the intention to send Wang Ting to the Divine Chosen Swordsman Academy for further study, a look of envy and jealousy appeared in the eyes of Bei Wuya, a high-ranking swordsman.

Wang Ting, in his opinion, has always been just a kid with some potential, and he can't be on the top of the hall at all, even if he will be able to show a certain talent for a while, but when he leaves the academy and enters the society, he will eventually bow to the nobles of the kingdom, and even if he is lucky, he will not be favored by the patriarch of the family and accepted as a guard, and he may not be able to enter the aristocratic class in his life.

But now...... Only three months have passed, and this salted fish has a tendency to turn over.

For a while, he was naturally very uncomfortable in his heart.

......

"Li Mu, go ahead, don't show mercy to your subordinates, kill this kid. ”

Behind Li Mu, a middle-aged man at the level of a great swordsman snorted coldly, looked at Wang Ting's gaze, and did not hide his murderous intentions.

"Huh?"

As if sensing the killing intent of this great swordsman man, Wang Ting's eyes turned and fell directly on him, his eyes flashed, containing the magic of pupil swordsmanship, and he slashed directly into his eyes, even if it was his great swordsman level cultivation, he was still stabbed in the eyes of the other party.

"Little brute!"

The middle-aged man roared in his mouth, and he was forced to turn his eyes away, otherwise if he continued to look at each other like this, his fragile pupils might be stabbed by the other party's gaze that seemed to be materialized.

"Humph!"

Li Mu snorted with a gloomy face, and quickly got on the dueling platform.

Trimester!

He never thought that he had only indulged this young man for three months, and he had actually cultivated to such an extent, from a high-level martial artist to a middle-level swordsman in one breath.

I knew that three months ago, I should have killed this kid completely anyway and cut the grass to the roots.

"Three months, it's time. ”

Looking at the high-level swordsman Li Mu in front of him, Wang Ting's expression was calm, and he did not face any oppression from the high-level swordsman.

In the mid-level swordsman stage, with swordsmanship and spiritual secret arts, he can compete with the great swordsman-level powerhouse, even if it is a master at the peak of the great swordsman like Changle, he has been overshadowed, and now he has broken through to the high-level swordsman with the subtlety of the water of life, and Li Mu is at the same level, among all the swordsmen he has seen, except for Lie Dongyang, I am afraid that no one is his opponent anymore, even if he encounters the peak swordsman of Changle again, he can defeat it without sneak attack, with this kind of strength, just the most ordinary high-level swordsman, what is it。

"I didn't satisfy you in that duel three months ago, don't you want to kill me, now, I'm in front of you, you can come, in your eyes, I'm just the most humble ant, you can pinch it to death, don't you?"

Li Mu's face turned blue and white for a while, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more obvious: "What do you think you have cultivated to the middle level of swordsmanship, even now, you are still just a humble and pitiful ant in front of me, and I can pinch it to death if I want to." ”

"Really?"

Wang Ting's body moved, and the instantaneous step stepped out, and at the moment when Li Mu's pupils shrank and he wanted to raise his sword to resist, a sharp pain suddenly penetrated his right hand, and the corner of his eye was horrified to find that the opponent's sword, I don't know when, had actually pierced into his wrist.

Fast!

Simple one quick word!

It was so fast that Li Mu, who was a high-level swordsman, couldn't react at all.

"No!"

"Buzz!"

The sword body shook, and Li Mu, a high-level swordsman, had already been slashed off by a sword in front of the edge of Ruosheng's sword, and his palm and sword fell to the dueling platform at the same time, making a crisp collision sound.

"Ahh

Li Mu held his right hand, which had been cut off by half, and roared in his mouth, retreating as quickly as he could.

"Vulnerable. ”

During this period, Wang Ting did not pursue, allowing him to retreat from a distance of ten meters.

"Bastard!"

"Little brute!"

Seeing that Li Mu had actually had his wrist cut off in a contact room, a group of people on Count Hainault's side let out a roar at the same time, eager to rush to the dueling platform, rush up, and crush the royal court to ashes.

"How so!?"

On the side of the Gongsun family, Gongsun Qi's eyes widened, full of disbelief: "Li Mu...... He's a high-level swordsman!"

"Huh!"

The two vice presidents of Bei Ge and Dong Qi in the stands sighed lightly: "Such a fast sword speed, such a keen angle, his sword, not only stabbed out quickly, but also because he knew how Li Mu was going to fight back, his movements were also calculated, as if the other party sent his hand under his sword, the two were superimposed, this sword speed is equal to twice as fast, this royal court ......"

"With this kind of combat talent, it seems that the rumors that he defeated the middle-level swordsman Gongsun Su with a high-level martial artist not long ago are true, and it is not because of luck or chance. ”

As for Bei Wuya, his face was faintly pale at this time.

Just now, he was still full of dissatisfaction with the royal court, dissatisfied that an ordinary boy had turned over, but now, he was a little jealous, because, he didn't seem to be sure to take the sword just now.

As for the others, they were a little confused at this time.

Isn't it a duel between a mid-level swordsman and a high-level swordsman?

Why did they see a completely one-sided torture?

"My hand...... My hand ......"

"It's broken. ”

Wang Ting said indifferently.

"Now that your hands are broken, what do you have to be proud of? What qualifications do you have to feel superior to others and look down on others? I give you a chance, surrender, admit defeat, apologize to me, and I will let you get out of the dueling ring alive. ”

"Little bastard, I'm a retainer of Count Hainault, not at all comparable to the heir of a small family like Gongsun Su, and I represent Count Hainault behind me, if you dare to kill me......"

Before Li Mu's words were finished, Wang Ting's figure had already rushed out in an instant, and the sword light of Ruosheng's sword flashed, and in an instant, two blood holes had appeared on Li Mu's knees, and his whole body fell down because of the piercing of his knees, and he completely relied on his left hand to support the ground, so he did not lie down in embarrassment.

"I don't know if Count Hainault will be able to keep you, but what I do know is that if you don't surrender and apologize to me, you will die. ”

Li Mu's left hand supporting his body trembled slightly, his face became pale because of excessive blood loss, although there was still a trace of coldness on his face, but a trace of fear had already appeared in the depths of his pupils.

"Looks like you're going to fight to death. ”

As Wang Ting spoke, step by step, as if stepping on the node of Li Mu's heartbeat, he came to his side, and the Ruosheng sword in his hand was raised high, as if the executioner was about to execute a criminal.

He wants to behead this high-ranking swordsman of Count Hainault's family on the spot!

"Enough!"

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