"Eight guides, I don't know this trick, did I catch it?"

The eighth guide saw that Mu Wufeng was able to receive this Su Yuxuan's full force blow unscathed, which was really a little incredible, but he still coughed lightly and said, "This move, you are indeed next." ”

Mu Wufeng watched the Eighth Guide keep silent and didn't mention the matter of agreeing that he could not come to cultivate, and he didn't say anything, after all, the Eighth Guide didn't have any ill will towards him, and he didn't want to embarrass the Eighth Guide, so he didn't mention the things agreed before.

After Zhao Jinzhu heard the news that the eighth guide announced Mu Wufeng's next move by Su Yuxuan, he smiled from ear to ear, and said to the swordsmen around him: "Little brother, thank you for your investment, then I will reluctantly accept these sword qi stones, thank you." ”

When the surrounding disciples saw this Zhao Jinzhu looking satisfied, they couldn't help but feel a pain in their flesh, and they knew that they wouldn't bet with this fat man.

A burst of lamentations came from the mouth of the disciple of the purple sword vein, which made Su Yuxuan feel extremely angry.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity to teach this Mu Wufeng, who didn't know the height of the sky, a good lesson, and let Ding Zitong see the gap between Mu Wufeng and him. But now the lesson can't be learned, and I have lost a lot of face, and the gains outweigh the losses.

When Su Yuxuan walked out of the open space, he passed by Mu Wufeng's side, and said to Mu Wufeng in a deep voice: "Good boy, you and I have entered the beam, let's count it later." ”

Mu Wufeng also responded expressionlessly: "Take it with you." ”

Although Mu Wufeng didn't want to provoke anyone, if someone else violated his rights and interests, he wouldn't make any concessions.

Mu Wufeng stood in place, his silver hair fluttering in the wind, coupled with his already handsome face and slender figure, which made the beautiful eyes of many girls flash.

At this time, Ding Zitong shouted at Mu Wufeng: "Hey, have you played handsome enough, come down." ”

After Mu Wufeng's careful thoughts were said by Ding Zitong, he also touched his nose stupidly and walked down slowly.

At this time, Zhao Jinzhu, who had won a lot of money, quietly came to Mu Wufeng's side and said with a smile: "Brother Mu, you have won me a lot of sword qi stones this time, so I should share it with you and give me your identity token." ”

Mu Wufeng looked at Zhao Jinzhu in front of him suspiciously, he didn't know what he was doing, but he still handed over his token.

I saw Zhao Jinzhu holding Mu Wufeng's token, and then took out his own token, his mind moved, and he lightly swiped it from his token, and the number on Mu Wufeng's token changed from three thousand to thirty-three, directly multiplying tenfold.

That Mu Wufeng saw the number on his token and asked Zhao Jinzhu, "Where did you get so many sword qi stones?"

Zhao Jinzhu smiled, pointed to the area of the purple sword vein and said, "I bet with them, my brother Mu can take that Su Yuxuan's move, and if they don't believe it, they will lose." ”

Mu Wufeng looked at the painful expression of the swordsman in the purple sword vein area, and couldn't help but show a smile.

This time, a total of forty people gambled with Zhao Jinzhu, that is, Zhao Jinzhu won 40,000 sword qi stones, but he felt that Mu Wufeng, who was fighting in the competition field, was the biggest contributor to this gain, so he only took a quarter himself, and the other three-quarters were all given to Mu Wufeng, after all, he still had something to ask Mu Wufeng to help.

Although Mu Wufeng received these sword qi stones, he knew that this Zhao Jinzhu would not let himself take these sword qi stones for nothing, so he asked, "Say, you gave me so many sword qi stones, what's the matter." ”

Zhao Jinzhu was still worried about how to talk to Mu Wufeng, but he didn't expect Mu Wufeng to take the initiative to speak, so he said with a flattering smile: "Brother Mu, I really don't hide it, little brother, I do have something to ask for." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Isn't this my little brother, I'm going to start a gang recently, I want to absorb the majority of heroes to join, and Brother Mu is strong in martial arts and has excellent intelligence, little brother, the first thing I thought of was you..."

Mu Wufeng said lightly: "I'm not interested in these things. ”

But this Zhao Jinzhu still didn't give up, and said to Mu Wufeng: "Brother Mu, even Miss Ding Zitong is in our gang. But our gang has no talent that can handle it except for such a big Buddha, if only this Miss Ding fights alone in the future gang battle, then we can't help much. ”

Zhao Jinzhu naturally heard the rumor that Mu Wufeng and Ding Zitong had an unusual relationship, so he used Ding Zitong as a bargaining chip for Mu Wufeng to enter the gang.

After hearing this, Mu Wufeng ignored Zhao Jinzhu and walked away slowly.

Just when Zhao Jinzhu showed disappointment on his face, thinking that this recruitment had failed, Mu Wufeng said coldly: "I'll join." ”

After Zhao Jinzhu heard that Mu Wufeng agreed to his request, he couldn't help but murmur: "It's still that Miss Ding is attractive to Brother Mu, it seems that Brother Mu really cares about this Miss Ding." ”

After finishing this series of things, Mu Wufeng sat down and watched the eight guides practice swordsmanship seriously.

The most coincidental thing is that the swordsmanship of the eight guides and drills is the mortal-level top-grade swordsmanship and whirlwind swordsmanship that Mu Wufeng has cultivated.

And when Mu Wufeng cultivated to the second level, he didn't improve in this whirlwind sword technique. After all, Mu Wufeng still had to cultivate the Thousand Star Sword Formation every day, absorbing sword qi and improving soul power, so he really didn't have much time to study the Whirlwind Sword Technique more thoroughly. Today's cultivation just gave Mu Wufeng a chance to practice the Whirlwind Sword Technique.

It is indeed difficult to cultivate this mortal-level high-grade whirlwind swordsmanship, and swordsmen below the ninth grade sword master cannot cultivate at all, but today's eight guidance exercises are only some basic skills, laying a good foundation for future cultivation, but even so, except for Mu Wufeng, the swordsmen present can hear it in a fog and can't figure it out.

The Eighth Guide was not too surprised when he saw this group of disciples looking at each other, because he had already expected the result to be like this.

"Alright, today's drill is over, let's practice the swordsmanship taught today in the training ground. ”

After that, the eighth guide waved his hand and went to the side of the venue to supervise the cultivation of the disciples.

Ding Zitong walked over from the golden sword vein area and asked Mu Wufeng, "Do you understand?"

Mu Wufeng nodded and spit out a word in a low voice: "Hmm." ”

"Then can you teach me?" Ding Zitong stared at Mu Wufeng with beautiful eyes, and the microwave ripples in his eyes made it impossible to refuse.

"It's not good, practice it yourself. Mu Wufeng replied coldly.

This matter of cultivating swordsmanship is naturally a matter of self-exploration, after all, it is good, and you can have a deeper understanding of the principle of swordsmanship. And Ding Zitong's talent is also shocking, if she is given some time, she will slowly figure it out.

But Ding Zitong shook it as soon as he grabbed Mu Wufeng's arm, and pretended to touch his tears and said, "Teach me, you teach me..."

Mu Wufeng really couldn't stand Ding Zitong's begging, and pointed to a stone platform in the distance of the cultivation ground, signaling there.

The two of them walked to the stone platform one after the other, Mu Wufeng constantly pointed out the mistakes in Ding Zitong's power movements and the amount of sword qi control, and after a while, Ding Zitong learned well.

And at the other end of the field, Su Yuxuan stared viciously at the cultivation of Mu Wufeng and the others in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Mu Wufeng, in a month's time, the outer gate ranking, you wait for me, I will press all your self-confidence on the ground and rub it fiercely." ”

Mu Wufeng naturally didn't know what Su Yuxuan was thinking in his heart, and just focused on guiding Ding Zitong.

A day's cultivation has passed, the time has reached evening, most of the swordsmen have gone back to rest, and only Mu Wufeng Ding Zitong and the three of the eight guides are left on the field.

The eighth guide saw Mu Wufeng guiding Ding Zitong in the distance, and it was exactly what he wanted to say to Ding Zitong, and he couldn't help but be even more curious about Mu Wufeng.

Namu Wufeng and the others also sensed that it was not early, so they came over and hugged their fists at the eighth guide and said, "Eight guides, let's go." ”

Just when Mu Wufeng turned around and was about to go back, the eighth director called Mu Wufeng to stop: "Although you can not come in the future, what I want to remind you is not to waste your good talent." ”

Mu Wufeng nodded, and walked out of the cultivation ground with Ding Zitong.

The eighth guide looked at Mu Wufeng's departing back, and couldn't help muttering, "What is the origin of this kid..."