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Recalling the Qiankun Palace, Mu Han's otherworldly swordsmanship, Mu Yan suddenly smiled bitterly, he knew that no matter how long he practiced hard, he would never be able to win against Mu Han in the attainment of swordsmanship, this was no longer a matter of hard work, but a matter of talent.

The picture turned again, and it was frozen when Mu Yan was thirteen years old, Yanhuang Mu Che knocked Mu Yan out with a sword, and said with a blushing face: "Hmph, what a waste, this type of dragon Teng Wanli I only used three successes, in exchange for your brother, he was already next when he was ten years old, so weak, are you really my child?"

Mu Yan bitterly picked up the cicada crying sword that fell to the ground, stood up with difficulty, and said gloomily: "Father is angry, it is useless for the child, beg the father to give the child a few more days, the child must be ......"

After the hatred, he did not form a single knot, and he learned to fight and make trouble

"No need!" Mu Che said angrily: "The mud can't support the wall, compared to your brother, you are simply disappointed by me, if you don't practice this style a thousand times today, you are not allowed to eat!"

Mu Che snorted heavily, and walked away angrily, while Mu Yan bit his lip and tried his best not to let the tears flow, and at the same time clenched the sword in his hand again, and smashed a boulder behind him fiercely, until the third watch, there was a figure outside the Shenwu Palace, and the long sword in his hand flew up and down, repeatedly playing a wonderful sword move with great power.

The enemy is far away and the local Sun hates the war and is too secretive

"The eleventh form of the Dragon Sword Technique, the dragon soars thousands of miles!"

Mu Yan roared angrily, and swung the cicada crying sword vigorously under his feet, and when a gust of wind hit, it startled countless dust, destroying all the surrounding bushes, and Mu Yan's legs were weak, and he could no longer control the lying on the ground, and gasped violently: "First... A thousand times!"

The enemy does not enmity and the lone ball is early

On the top of the hall, Mu Che put all of this, and a trace of relief and pity suddenly flashed on his face, and he disappeared in an instant.

Mu Yan didn't know that this kind of life was just the beginning, in the days that followed, Mu Che compared him with his brother Mu Han countless times, but the conclusions he came to always made Mu Yan's heart like ashes, I don't know when the name of his brother Mu Han's genius resounded throughout the Yan Kingdom, and for his younger brother, even many people never even mentioned his name.

Mu Yan never knew before, it turned out that hating a person would get used to it, from being helpless at the beginning to the end, it was natural, and even felt that even if he didn't have his father's words, he would still hate his brother, because he was so good, so good that he couldn't catch up, even if he tried his best to swing his sword every day, everyone's eyes were still him, and there was no trace of himself.

Perhaps it was the self-esteem in his heart that was at work, Mu Yan began to practice more desperately, on the surface, he followed Mu Che's instructions and pursued power unscrupulously, for which he did not hesitate to disguise himself as a ruthless, insidious and vicious His Royal Highness the Martial King, but behind everyone, it was his figure who sweated like rain and practiced swordsmanship over and over again.

One thing, Mu Han is right, in terms of hard work and dedication, he can't be compared with Mu Yan at all, and Mu Yan is also very clear about his positioning, since he is not as good as his brother in talent, then he must far surpass it in terms of diligence, the same style of swordsmanship, Mu Han practiced ten times and hundreds of times, he practiced a thousand times and ten thousand times!

He never had the luxury of being able to defeat Mu Han and replace him one day, but as the son of his father, he didn't want to be left too far by Mu Han, perhaps because of his persistence, his cultivation was mediocre, but he made great progress, and he stepped into the realm of Lingye at the age of seventeen, and became the second young genius of the royal family after Mu Han, so that he never began to attract some people to look sideways on the way to cultivation, and the name of King Wu gradually became well-known to the world.

After another two years like this, Mu Yan, who was already nineteen years old, went one step further in his cultivation and reached the peak of the middle stage of Lingye, which was only one step away from Mu Han's late stage of Lingye, which made everyone suddenly unable to hold their breath, because Mu Yan was two years younger than Mu Han in terms of age alone, doesn't this mean that between brothers, Mu Yan is a well-deserved young genius?

Sensing the subtle changes in everyone's eyes, Mu Yan began to become a little self-righteous, what a genius, it is not defeated by his own efforts, for this brother who has been regarded as the peak of martial arts since he was a child, Mu Yan has no sense of awe, he thinks that as long as he has a little more time, he will definitely trample Mu Han under his feet.

However, just when he was full of confidence and tried to knock Mu Han off the altar, Mu Che found him, and when he learned from his father that he could only be a shadow of Mu Han for the rest of his life, he finally couldn't help but break out.

"Why! Why do you only have him in your eyes and not me!"

The distant enemy ship learns from the cold secret alone

Mu Yan roared at Mu Che frantically: "Just because he is a genius?, but now I am no worse than him, give me some more time, I will definitely surpass him, and I Mu Yan will never lose to anyone!"

"What is a pity?" Mu Yan asked in a suppressed manner, with a faint sense of foreboding in his heart.

"Xiaoyan, you're not bad. Mu Che's faint words suddenly quieted Mu Yan, shook his head and said: "As a prince, you are already good enough, even your father will not do better than you at your age, it's a pity that ......"

"What is a pity?" Mu Yan asked in a suppressed voice, with a faint hint of foreboding in his heart.

"It's a pity that you met Han'er, who covered up all your brilliance. Mu Han smiled bitterly with his hands, and couldn't tell whether he was lonely or pleased: "His ten-year swordsmanship, even his father is helpless, and his talent is so high that General Zhao has to admire, Xiao Yan, it's not that your father doesn't treat you well, it's really Han'er... It's too good, my father, as a monarch, should be responsible for Dayan, so you don't have to think about this throne, as long as Han'er is there, my decision will not be changed at any time!"

Later, the distant science and enemy inspection institute coldly learned hatred

After Mu Che said these words domineeringly, he saw that Mu Yan's face was a little unnatural, and immediately guessed his thoughts, and sighed lightly: "Yan'er, didn't you also promise your father that you don't want anything to happen to Han'er no matter what? Then you will continue to play your role as the martial king to put pressure on Han'er, and I promise you that until the day Han'er ascends the throne, it will be the time for your two brothers to release their previous suspicions." ”

"Hehe, Bing released his previous suspicions..."Mu Yan was stunned to recall Mu Che's words, and the tears finally flowed down uncontrollably, letting the tears flow wantonly on his face, Mu Yan turned around and left with a smile.

Facing the cold words of others, sneering and contempt, practicing hard day and night countless times, but in the end he only got a qualification to become a shadow, Mu Yan's heart was full of holes in an instant, and finally at this moment, Mu Han really hated it to the bone.

And just after his figure disappeared into the main hall, Mu Che suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole eyes were about to fall, and the little eunuch on the side hurriedly supported him, and looked at the blood at the corner of his mouth in shock, and stopped talking: "Your Majesty, your illness is ......"

Don't make enemies in the distance, knot the ball, pick up the lonely me for scientific research

"This matter must not be revealed to anyone, otherwise..."Mu Che waved his hand disappreciatively, and a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

The little eunuch knelt on the ground in panic and said, "Slave... Minions don't dare!"

Mu Che snorted coldly, looked at the direction Mu Yan left, and muttered: "Yan'er, don't blame your father for being ruthless, it's really your father... Time is running out. “

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