Zhu Hou used his aura to perform the "Immovable as a Mountain Mantra", forming a thick aura barrier in front of him, on which the phantom shadows of mountains faintly appeared, giving people an incomparably thick and indestructible feeling.

After Zhang Mu saw Zhu Houshi exhibiting "Immovable as a Mountain", he carefully observed for a moment, and several ways to break this spell floated in his heart, and after weighing, he finally chose the most shocking way to break the curse.

I saw Zhang Mu take out more than a dozen spirit tonifying pills, pretending to swallow them, and then unraveling the arrays in the dantian, and suddenly his whole body was full of spiritual energy.

Zhang Mu held his palms across his chest, slowly gathering the galloping aura in his palms.

With the gathering of more and more aura, Zhang Mu's palm seemed to hold a dazzling brilliance, and after the final aura gathered brilliance wrapped Zhang Mu's entire palm, Zhang Mu began to walk towards Zhu Hou dozens of zhang away.

At this time, Zhang Mu's palm seemed to be holding a thousand catties of weight, and every step he took would leave a footprint about a finger deep on the bluestone ground.

Zhang Mu walked faster and faster, and when he arrived in front of the barrier of Zhu Hou's "Immovable as a Mountain Mantra", the whole person was already as fast as a wind.

Just when everyone thought that the two were going to collide together, Zhang Mu suddenly turned around, controlled the huge amount of aura gathered on the palm of his hand with a heavy lift, and gently brushed it before the barrier of Zhu Hou's "Immovable as a Mountain Mantra", ran towards the edge of the playing field, and continued to accelerate around the field.

After a circle, the power of Zhang Mu's palm was three points stronger than before, but Zhang Mu still did not blast on the barrier of Zhu Hou's "Immovable as a Mountain", but changed direction again, and then circled around the field, raising the power of this palm by a few points.

Zhu Hou's expression was also solemn at this time, because although the power of Zhang Mu's palm could not break his "Immovable Like a Mountain Mantra", there was already a trend that could shake "Immovable Like a Mountain Mantra".

After three laps, Zhang Mu's palm had already gained momentum, and then it hit the barrier of Zhu Hou's "Immovable as a Mountain" like a stormy wave crashing on the shore.

Boom!!!

After a loud bang, Zhu Hou was still standing behind the barrier of "Immovable as a Mountain Mantra", and the barrier of "Immovable as a Mountain Mantra" was the same as before, not broken at all.

After blocking this palm, Zhu Hou also put his mind at ease, thinking that Zhang Mu was nothing more than that, and when he was about to say a few words of sarcasm, he saw the corner of Zhang Mu's mouth raised, and the palm attached to the barrier of "Immovable as a Mountain" slapped lightly, and suddenly there was a "bang" earth-shattering sound.

Then, the whole person was like thunder, and a breath of blood flowed out of his mouth.

Zhang Mu's palm is not a superficial gathering of aura in the palm, but a style recorded in the Taoist book that he had read in the Tibetan Scripture Building before, called the Dividing Mountain and Breaking the Mountain Storm Style, which is specially used to break defensive spells like "Immovable as a Mountain Mantra".

After casting, the palm power containing aura will be like a monstrous wave, one palm is higher than a palm, but there are also drawbacks, that is, the aura consumed by each palm will increase exponentially, if the cultivation is not enough, the whole body will be drained after two palms.

But this drawback is not a problem for Zhang Mu at all, and now the massive amount of spiritual energy sealed by the twenty-six sub-arrays in the dantian is enough for Zhang Mu to play seven or eight mountain breaking mountains and shocking waves.

After the second palm, Zhang Mu immediately played the third palm.

Boom!!!

Huang Zhong's loud voice resounded throughout the arena again.

At this time, there was a clicking sound on the barrier of Zhu Hou's "Immovable as a Mountain Mantra", and subtle cracks began to appear.

Boom!!!

Zhang Mu slapped the fourth palm, and the barrier of Zhu Hou's "Immovable as a Mountain Mantra" was like a porcelain bottle squeezed by a huge force, and it was possible to break at any time, and Zhu Hou himself also left blood marks in his mouth and nose, but he didn't believe that Zhang Mu could still make another palm, and he refused to admit defeat.

Zhang Mu saw Zhu Hou, who was still unwilling to admit defeat at this time, and said, "It's hard. ”

raised his hand and was about to slap the fifth palm, at this moment the referee flew between the two and said to Zhang Mu: "Can the nameless nephew keep his hand, he will definitely not be able to survive this fifth palm, you have won this game." ”

When Zhang Mu heard the referee announce that he had won, he took his palm, hugged his fists and saluted the referee and Zhu Hou and the monks watching the battle, and walked off the stage.

Subsequently, the referee ordered someone to carry down the injured Zhu Hou and clean the field to prepare for the next match.

The disciples of the three major factions who watched the battle, after Zhang Mu left the game, could not accept the fact that Zhang Mu won Zhu Hou, and still defeated Zhu Hou who opened the "Immovable Mountain Mantra" head-on, and after being silent for a while, they began to accuse Zhang Mu of winning the game by supplementing the elixir and supplementing a large amount of spiritual energy.

Most of the disciples of the Qianshan League supported Zhang Mu at this time, and when they heard the three major factions mocking Zhang Mu as the "God of War for Drugs", they all spoke out to defend it, saying that winning is winning, and there is no rule in the game that you can't take medicine, you can also eat it if you have the ability, and the disciples of the three major factions were speechless.

Zhang Mu didn't care about what others thought of him at all, and he happily accepted the title of "God of War".

Because of this title, he can openly ask Xia Qing and Danyangzi for the elixir, why not.

Off the field, Danyangzi generously gave the remaining 50 tonic pills to Zhang Mu, compared to the prestige that Zhang Mu brought to the Danyang faction after winning the game, these pills were nothing at all.

Gong Lingzhen, the leader of the Thousand Mountains Alliance, also came to congratulate Zhang Mu on his entry into the top 32 of the big competition on behalf of the Thousand Mountains League, and achieved the best results in the Thousand Mountains League for hundreds of years.

After several rounds of competition, the battle between the top sixty-four has all been compared, and Zhang Mu also learned that the next opponent is a sword cultivation disciple of Lingyun Pavilion, who is a seven-fold qi refining scholar, named He Xin, whose swordsmanship is fierce, decisive in killing, and very rich in fighting experience, and is one of the key disciples who won the championship in this competition.

Because the disciples who took over the competition were relatively strong, every round of the competition would give everyone five days to rest and breathe, so that they could cope with the competition in the best condition.

Xuanling Sect Branch.

Zhang Mu's residence, Xia Qing on the side, after learning about He Xin's strength, asked Zhang Mu beside him: "This He Xin, are you sure to win?" ”

"I'm not sure." Zhang Mu said decisively.

Xia Qing rolled his eyes, took out 50 tonifying pills, and said, "Are you sure now?" ”

"There is one." Zhang Mu looked at the Replenishing Spirit Pill and said.

Xia Qing took out another 150 tonifying pills and asked, "What about now?" ”

"There are three." Zhang Mu said with a smile.

Xia Qing saw Zhang Mu's appearance of being a fan of wealth, stomped his feet angrily, took out the last 100 tonifying pills on his body, a total of 300 tonifying pills, and put them in front of Zhang Mu, and asked: "This is all my belongings, how sure are I now." ”

"A little more than fifty percent." Zhang Mu said lightly.

"You're not going to say you're 100% sure?" Xia Qingdao.

"I can't." Zhang Mu looked at Xia Qing's puffed face, so he stopped teasing her, and then said: "300 is 300, I will definitely do my best." ”

After Xia Qing left, Zhang Mu began to prepare for the battle against Sword Cultivation.

Zhang Mu came to a sect station called Shanyue Sect in the Thousand Mountains Alliance, and after handing over the prayer post, he waited quietly at the door.

The Mountain Sect is a relatively special sect in the Thousand Mountains Alliance, and it is rumored that it has been inherited for thousands of years, and it has a profound heritage, and under normal circumstances, it can already develop into a super sect like the Xuanling Sect, the Tianji Sect, and the Lingyun Pavilion.

However, because of the particularity of its exercises, no one in the sect has broken through to the realm of Jindan for hundreds of years, so it has been maintained at the scale of more than 100 people, and it can only be said that it is a small sect in the Thousand Mountains Alliance.

After Zhang Mu waited at the door for a while, he was greeted by the disciples of the Mountain Sect.

Main Hall.

Ling Qiuzi, the sect leader of the Mountain Sect, sat on the main seat, and his eldest disciple Yun Changfeng sat on one side, and when he saw Zhang Mu coming in, Ling Qiuzi said with a smile on his face: "The nameless master and nephew are not stationed in Danyang to prepare for the next competition, how can they have time to come to my Mountain Sect as a guest." ”

Although the Thousand Mountains Alliance is composed of many sects, it is only a loose alliance, and its original intention is to have a way to reconcile the contradictions between the sects, and the union can also avoid some small factions being swallowed up by the big factions, so there are not many contacts between the sects and the sects, and they all take care of each other behind closed doors, so except for Xia Qing and Danyangzi, the other sects do not know that Zhang Mu is playing on behalf of the competition, and they all think that Zhang Mu is a disciple of the Danyang faction.

"I have heard the name of the Mountain Sect for a long time, and I have some leisure today, so I came to pay a visit." Zhang Mu bowed and said.

After Zhang Mu sat down, he chatted with Ling Qiuzi for a few words, and saw that the disciples of the Mountain Sect were full of heaven and had a solid foundation, so he turned his mouth and said: "I came in and saw that the disciples of your sect were full of spirit and had a solid foundation, and they really deserved to be an ancient sect that had been inherited for thousands of years. ”

When Ling Qiuzi heard Zhang Mu's words, he thought that the Mountain Sect had not produced a Jindan Zhenren for hundreds of years, and even he, the sect master, was only in the late stage of Ning Gang, and in this big competition, all the disciples were eliminated in the first round, and he didn't know whether Zhang Mu was sincerely admiring or satirizing their Mountain Sect, so he said nonchalantly: "It's not as good as your Danyang Sect, in just a few hundred years of inheritance, you have taught you, the disciple of "Casting the Glory of the Thousand Mountains Alliance". ”

Zhang Mu's face was pale, and he said in his heart that Ling Qiuzi had misunderstood his words, and the eldest disciple on the side, Yun Changfeng, knew Ling Qiuzi's temperament, and he couldn't tolerate others talking about the inheritance of the Mountain Sect for thousands of years, so he said loudly: "The nameless junior brother has an overreputation, although my Mountain Sect has been inherited for thousands of years, but there has not been a Jindan real person for hundreds of years, and he is very ashamed of the name of inheriting the thousand-year-old inheritance, and it is even more a waste of the blessing of the ancestor to protect the thousand-year-old blessing." ”

After Yun Changfeng finished speaking, Zhang Mu immediately understood why Ling Qiuzi was suddenly angry, and immediately apologized: "Uncle Ling, there is no intention of satirizing the Mountain Sect without a name, but this trip is due to the Mountain Sect, and I lost my words for a while, so I ask Master Ling for forgiveness." ”

"Forget it, if you have anything, just tell my eldest disciple Changfeng, I'm tired, let's go rest first." After Ling Qiuzi finished speaking, he left the two of them and a group of disciples, got up and left the main hall.