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Chu Mu breathed a sigh of relief when he walked off the sword fighting platform with great difficulty and sat in the candidate seat. (..)

The nearly extreme overload almost made him fall apart. Every muscle and even bones were overwhelmed with protests. The mental power that had not yet been fully recovered was once again consumed a lot.

Fortunately, Chu Mu is in the sixth game in the second round, and there are fourteen games left in the next, which gives him some time to recover.

He did not dare to recall the battle process just now, nor did he dare to think about anything, and used the breathing method of the deafening sky to gradually enter a state of emptiness and brightness. In this state, the mental strength and physical energy consumed were gradually recovered.

The breathing method of the Descendant has a characteristic. When you use it normally, you will not see any effect, and you may even feel awkward and uncomfortable. However, when you are tired, the effect will appear, and the more tired the effect becomes, the more obvious it will be. You can feel that you are recovering, just like the dry earth is nourished by rain.

The technique of the shaking flow is to exert force. The shaking force will bring load to the muscles of the whole body. When using the shaking force technique, you also need to concentrate and accelerate the consumption of mental power. Therefore, the shaking breathing method is studied in terms of the shaking flow that will cause load to the mind and body.

According to Chu Mu's master, Zhentian breathing method was finally developed by the ancestors of Zhentianliu through their own experiences and experiences combined with various breathing methods in history. It is the crystallization of countless hard work in history.

Everything around seemed to have disappeared, and Chu Mu's ears kept echoing his own breathing. The breathing sound was very strange, as if it was a constant vibration like a shock force, full of unique rhythm.

The sore and swelling muscles seemed to have been injected with a new force, slightly numb and hot, and it felt like the whole body was soaked in a hot spring. The fatigue disappeared little by little, and the muscles were recovering little by little.

The spiritual power is also under this concentration, which speeds up the recovery.

The seventh game ended, the eighth game began, and it ended about a quarter of an hour later, and the ninth game began immediately.

The matches were going on one after another. Chu Mu seemed to be staring at the game attentively, but in fact he was immersed in the dizzying breathing method, immersed in the pleasure of his own recovery, and did not notice the game at all.

"The second round is over, and you will have a quarter of an hour off."

Chu Mu still didn't notice it, but to now, the effect of the Death Respiratory Method has become weaker and weaker, because his mental strength, physical strength, muscles and other aspects have obviously recovered most of the time during this period.

Although the effect has weakened, Chu Mu still did not stop. He was able to recover as much as possible before the third round of the game began.

A quarter of an hour later, he had to draw lots again, and Chu Mu had to escape from the state of Zhentian breathing.

In the third round of draw, there are still twenty nominees left. Chu Mu draws the ninth this time, which means that his game will be arranged in the ninth game, which means that he has some time to recover well.

After returning to the seat, I entered the state of deafening breathing again and felt the feeling of faint recovery.

"The first match of the third round: No. 1 vs. No. 20." With the announcement of the referee, the third round of the competition for the only nomination candidate for the Bronze Sword List officially began.

Being able to enter the third round means that each one is relatively strong and cannot end in a short period of time when fighting.

One after another, giving Chu Mu time to recover.

"The ninth round of the third round: No. 9 vs. No. 12." The referee announced.

"It's my turn." He said intimately. Chu Mu, who had just left the Zhentian breathing method, got up and walked towards the sword fighting platform with great strides. After a period of recovery, his energy and spirit finally recovered 80%. The remaining 20% ​​of the Zhentian breathing method did not have any effect, and could only recover by itself.

No. 12 is a young swordsman with long hair tied behind his head and clear and masculine face.

"Junior Brother Chu's performance is really unexpected." The young swordsman smiled and said to Chu Mu: "I originally thought that Junior Brother Chu could only stop in the first round, but I didn't expect that Junior Brother Chu would defeat two opponents without using artistic conception and ancient swordsmanship. When entering the third round, I was worried that I would be defeated by my junior brother in this game."

"It's too much." Chu Mu smiled slightly and said.

"By the way, my junior brother probably doesn't know who I am yet." The other party smiled and said, "My name is Lu Wenjian, and I belong to the Ninth Courtyard with my junior brother."

A sudden realization flashed in Chu Mu's eyes, because yesterday, the first guy who came to challenge him was the first to challenge him, said that Lu Wenjian was very strong and was the most powerful candidate for the Ninth Academy.

Chu Mu also recalled the first and second rounds of this person's battles, and they defeated his opponents neatly in a short period of time.

Strong enemy!

A strong enemy.

But Chu Mu is not without a chance, because judging from the first and second rounds, what Lu Wenjian is good at seems to be a close fight, and the ancient sword technique he masters also needs to be able to exert his power from a close distance.

Different ancient swordsmanship have different styles. Some ancient swordsmanship require sufficient distance to maximize their power, while some ancient swordsmanship can only be exerted to their limits in a specific environment.

"I have an offer for the game between us. I don't know if my junior brother wants to listen." Lu Wenjian said with a smile.

"Please tell me." Chu Mu remained silent.

"As my junior brother saw, what I am good at is close combat. My Zhenyue sword technique also requires close combat to exert its power. I think my junior brother is also very good at close combat, especially my junior brother's double swords, which makes me very afraid." Lu Wenjian directly expressed his thoughts in his heart, open and honest: "So, if we follow the normal battle, it will definitely be very fierce. In the end, someone may be injured. Once injured, even if he wins, he may not be able to exert all his strength and lose after entering the fourth round. I think my junior brother doesn't want to see this, so I suggest that we decide the outcome with one sword."

"How to determine the outcome with one sword?" Chu Mu was a little curious.

"Sword power, pure sword power." A hint of confidence appeared on Lu Wenjian's face: "I believe that my junior brother has also understood the sword power. With my junior brother's talent, he must have mastered the attack of the sword power. Therefore, we will use our respective sword power to determine the outcome."

It has to be said that Lu Wenjian is also delicate in his openness and integrity. He concluded that Chu Mu had comprehended the sword force in one sentence. If Chu Mu had not comprehended the sword force or had not mastered the sword force attack, he might be embarrassed to admit it in public. No matter what, he would be at a disadvantage in momentum.

"Okay." Chu Mu agreed immediately.

Lu Wenjian's proposal was exactly what he wanted. After watching Lu Wenjian's first two rounds of the game, he was obviously much better than No. 35 in the second round, and Chu Mu was basically not sure to defeat him.

But if it was a sword duel, Chu Mu would not be afraid at all even if he was a student on the bronze sword list.

Because pure sword power has nothing to do with artistic conception, the spirit and will and the understanding of the sword are the determinants of the power of the sword power.

"Okay, my junior brother is so refreshing. My sword force is called Zhenyue Yijian." After Lu Wenjian finished speaking, a mountain-like aura suddenly surged up on his body, like a sword mountain condensed, and his body seemed to be elevated by more than ten times. The terrifying domineering masculine aura filled the entire sword fighting platform, and invisibly bombarded the ban.

Suddenly, Lu Wenjian showed the strength of Xiaocheng's sword force, and contained a kind of domineering and masculinity that belonged to him alone, even the mountains were suppressed.

"Breaking the Prison Sword!" It seemed like answering Lu Wenjian's words, and it was like accumulating his own momentum. With a low shout, a terrifying aura surged into Chu Mu's body like the arrival of a sword mountain, with infinite sharp edges contained in his domineering.

The same sword force, but there are subtle differences, this is the world of swordsmen.

"Good momentum, take my sword to Zhenyue!" Lu Wenjian shouted loudly, and actually jumped high, swung his sword from above and down, and his whole person bombarded Chu Mu like a meteorite. The air on the sword table became extremely depressing, and the air under the sword was squeezed in an instant, shaped like a solid, rushed towards Chu Mu first. The air pressure of this intensity was enough to blast a swordsman into flesh and blood.

It was as if a huge ancient mountain fell, trying to suppress Chu Mu, unable to resist or move.

"I can even break hell with one sword, let alone mere mountains." Chu Mu moaned, his eyelids trembled slightly, and the splendor from his pupils was like two sword weapons, and he swung his sword upwards.

Break the prison with one sword!

The extremely sharp and sharp domineering sword instantly condensed into the wind-slaying sword and stabbed it upwards with a sword.

Destroy!

The terrifying explosion of air sounded first, deafening. Chu Mu's sword moved forward, and his energy, spirit and understanding of the sword were all above Lu Wen's sword.

The Zhenyue sword force of Lu Wenjian collided with Chu Mu's Prison Breaking Sword in an instant. The Zhenyue sword force trembled slightly, but he was defeated in less than a breath.

The sword of breaking the prison is like a bamboo shoot!

The two swords collided, and the terrible force erupted from Chu Mu's sword. The Zhenyue sword force, which Lu Wenjian was proud of, could not suppress Chu Mu's sword force at all, but was broken into a hole by Chu Mu's sword force.

This is a confrontation between points and faces.

The dizzying sound of impact resounded throughout the arena, extremely obscure. Under the huge power, Lu Wenjian threw himself into the air, and the top-grade sword weapon in his hand flew out of his hand.

Chu Mu maintained the posture of thrusting upwards with one sword, and the sharpness of the sword seemed to have become eternal.

"Scary sword force! Scary will!"

The eyes of the two referees were shining with splendor, and they were shocked in their hearts. They were a sword for Chu Mu's Breaking Prison! (Welcome to your support, which is my greatest motivation.)
Chapter completed!