In the front row, the old man of the Broken Hua Sword Sect turned his head and looked at Han Muye, with a hint of discoloration on his face.

"Hehe, Xiaoyou can talk about it, why do you say that Fu Zhou was wronged?"

first affirmed Qi Tao's strength, and now said that Fu Zhou was unjustly defeated.

Everyone didn't know if Han Muye really saw something, or did he want to grandstand?

Han Muye looked at Fu Zhou, stretched out his hand to pick up the book, and chuckled: "According to the records, Fu Zhou and Qi Tao's combat strength is indeed equal, and in the battle just now, Fu Zhou also showed his own strength. ”

These words made the disciples in the audience all nod.

Qi Tao won, and Fu Zhou's defeat was not vulnerable.

Fu Zhou glanced at Han Muye with gratitude.

Han Muye said loudly: "If you lose, you are afraid to lose in your heart." ”

Fu Zhou trembled, and as soon as he raised his head, he heard Han Muye say lightly: "The Broken Hua Sword Sect and the Suyang Sect are adjacent to each other, and they have a very good relationship. ”

Speaking of this, Han Muye shook his head, as if he was saying to Fu Zhou, as if he was saying to others, and as if he was saying to himself: "On the path of cultivation, the most taboo is at both ends, the heart is not firm, the head is timid, and in the end, both sides are not pleased." ”

On the high platform, Fu Zhou's face turned pale, arched his hands, and turned around and walked off the stage.

Some of the disciples in the audience nodded slightly, and some were full of doubts.

Han Muye's words are really space-bound.

But the meaning seems to be knocking on Fu Zhou, saying that he is not good at cultivation and is not firm.

The old man of the Broken Hua Sword Sect looked a little unsightly, and turned away.

Han Muye turned his head to look at Zhao Pu and Tuoba Cheng on the side.

Zhao Pu's face was dazed, and Tuoba Cheng nodded slightly.

All right.

Han Muye breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in his seat.

The Broken Hua Sword Sect, as seen from Qin Yuanhe's sword memory, is a sect that defected to the Tailing Sword Sect earlier than the Suyang faction.

The Suyang faction was rebelled by the Broken China Sword Faction.

In the battle on the stage just now, Fu Zhou's combat power was obviously not much worse than Qi Tao's, but he was timid, and Qi Tao picked a long sword in more than a dozen moves, obviously having no intention of fighting.

Han Muye guessed that Fu Zhou must have known the sect's choice and knew that the sect had betrayed the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, so he would be fighting the sword, and he was in trouble.

After all, this is Jiuxuan Mountain, and if the Jiuxuan Sword Sect knew about the betrayal of the Broken Hua Sword Sect, none of the people they came this time would be able to escape.

Looking at this Fu Zhou's temperament, it may be a breakthrough.

Just now, he commented on Fu Zhou and also gave Tuoba a reminder.

The Suyang faction has a good relationship with the Broken Hua Sword faction, which is obvious enough, and said that Fu Zhou's first rat is at both ends, and the last two sides are not pleased, Tuoba Cheng has definitely understood.

……

On the high platform, two young men in white robes stood opposite each other.

"Let's talk about what this battle will be."

Tuoba Cheng's voice sounded again.

Zhao Pu turned his head to look at Han Muye, with a gloating expression on his face.

It's okay to do this kind of thing once or twice, but if you do a lot, aren't you tired?

Han Muye sighed in his heart and spread out the book in his hand.

"In this battle, I guess Guangyue Jianmen Qian Kaishen will lose."

"In this battle, the disciples of the Suyang faction have no fighting spirit, and I am afraid that there is no chance of winning."

"In this battle, the Sun family and Sun Ming of Hefu City have a better chance of winning."

……

In every subsequent battle, Han Muye made a guess.

The results of each battle were exactly what he said.

The powerhouses of the various sects in the front row were already whispering about what Han Muye's identity was.

Zhao Pu was also confused throughout the whole process.

"When—"

On the high platform, Lin Yuxia picked the sword in the opponent's hand with a sword, and then turned to look in the direction of Han Muye.

"Senior Brother Han, tell me, how are my swordsmanship?"

On the stage, Han Muye shook his head and said lightly: "It's good to win, you are higher than him, and your swordsmanship is much more profound, what is there to show off." ”

Lin Yuxia's face turned red, the long sword was returned to the sheath, and she turned around and left.

Han Muye looked at the young man who picked up the long sword and was about to step down, and said loudly: "Your swordsmanship is not worthy of your cultivation talent, if it is a set of swordsmanship with the same combat power, you will not lose." ”

Hearing Han Muye's words, the young man turned around and bowed to Han Muye, and said in a low voice, "Tao Shan, thank you Senior Brother for your advice." ”

Lin Yuxia, who stepped down, gritted her teeth even more.

——————

When the sun is in the west, the contest ends today.

Tuoba Cheng stood up and looked at Han Muye.

"Zhao Pu said that you comprehended the White Tiger Picture Scroll, tell me, what did you comprehend?"

This sentence shocked Zhao Pu, who had just stood up, and his eyes widened.

Could it be that Shizun deliberately borrowed the mouth of Brother Han to tell himself the secret of the White Tiger Scroll?

Han Muye glanced at Zhao Pu and said in a low voice: "I have realized that since you want the Tiger Roaring Mountains and Forests, you must have the strength to suppress the beasts. ”

"On this white tiger picture scroll, there is still a little bit of strength."

Handicap strength!

Zhao Pu's eyelids jumped.

This is a provocation!

This is a dissatisfaction with the constant test of today's master!

Zhao Pu could feel that the master behind him was like a tiger suppressing his anger, and it seemed that he might explode at any time.

It's just that he didn't wait for Tuoba Cheng to break out, but heard Tuoba Cheng ask lightly: "Then you say, what is considered strength?" ”

Han Muye bowed lightly and said in a low voice: "The tiger is descending the mountain, the wind and clouds are coming, the beasts are surrendering, and Uncle Shi still lacks a chance." ”

Tuoba Cheng has carried his sword intent with the White Tiger Scroll for so many years, obviously waiting for an opportunity to step out and condense into a sword momentum.

It's just that this opportunity doesn't know when it will come.

Tuoba Cheng's eyes narrowed, he looked at Han Muye quietly, and after a moment, he smiled, and then turned around and left.

"It's a pity......"

His voice came.

Zhao Pu was at a loss.

He didn't know what his master was sorry for.

Han Muye didn't know if Tuoba Cheng was a pity that he didn't have the opportunity, or if it was a pity that Han Muye couldn't worship under the Sanshi Zhai Gate.

Looking up at Han Muye, Zhao Pu whispered a little apprehensively: "Brother Han, that, the White Tiger Scroll, is so difficult to comprehend?" ”

He didn't understand a word of the conversation between Han Muye and Shizun Tuoba Cheng just now.

This made him very shocked when he wanted to comprehend the White Tiger Diagram.

"It's not that hard, but it may need to be understood in a different direction." Han Muye shook his head, and then said with a smile: "Why don't I tell Senior Brother Zhao your method directly?" ”

Zhao Pu's face changed, and finally he shook his head: "Let's talk about it later......"

When Han Muye returned to the Sword Pavilion, Huang Laoliu was impatient to come up.

"How?"

"How?"

Han Muye smiled and told him the order arranged by Zhao Pu.

Hearing that Zhao Pudu had already arranged it and could ensure that Lu Qingping would not lose ten games, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sixth brother, you can go and see it these days, I'll come to the Sword Pavilion to watch the sword."

Han Muye patted Huang Lao Liu's shoulder.

Huang Lao Liu was just about to refuse, but Han Muye said in a low voice: "There will be a battle between the six sisters-in-law tomorrow morning. ”

Huang Lao Liu was shocked and nodded slightly.

He really wanted to see it.

Han Muye returned to the quiet room, looked up at the white tiger scroll, and quietly meditated.

The fierce tiger momentum in his mind was still monstrous, and just one light roar could make his soul shake and cause the sword intent of the sea of qi to surge.

When he turned his head with a pale face, he found that although his soul was a little damaged, there was a little more condensation.

Is this a way to cultivate the soul?

Han Muye felt that the sword cultivation technique was fatal to draw sword qi into the body, and the visualization of the white tiger scroll was also a divine soul vibration.

Are you practicing, or are you looking for abuse?

Sitting cross-legged on the wooden couch, he held out his hand.

In the palm of his hand, a pale cyan icy aura rose.

Spells.

The cold cleared, and the flames rose again.

The biggest gain today is that I have comprehended so many spells.

Flames, wind, clouds, ice arrows......

All kinds of spells were transformed, and finally dispersed.

"All kinds of spells, how can you fight with a sword?"

Lying on the wooden couch with his eyes closed, Han Muye slowly closed his eyes.

On his body, there was a faint sword qi turning.

Unconsciously, the sword qi that he had cultivated in his own dantian and could be continuously recycled and regenerated had already reached hundreds of paths.

The bones of his body were also covered with a faint layer of silver.

Sword bone.

……

On the second day, Huang Lao Liu went to the party venue to watch Lu Qingping fight after breakfast.

Han Muye wiped the long sword in the Sword Pavilion and collected the sword qi.

"The Sword Pavilion is a heavy place, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."

At the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, Lu Gao's voice sounded.

"The Cao family, a sword-casting family, came to send twenty-one newly cast sword weapons into the Nine Xuan Sword Gate Sword Pavilion."

A new swordsmith enters the cabinet?

Han Muye put back his long sword, turned around and walked towards the door of the Sword Pavilion.

It's time for business.