Chapter 60

The master didn't ask them where they had gone for the two nights, and Chengyan and Muyu didn't say anything about the young man in red. This is the Qingsong school. The walls have ears. If Mu Yu's words are true, it is not wise to talk here.

Muyu stayed up all night, tossing and turning. He looked at his master's calm appearance, but he was extremely flustered. Master is still in the dark. He is no longer the world-famous sword shadow dust wind. He is just a common golden elixir and a sect leader. He is not the opponent of the young people in red.

Today's plan, Mu Yu only hopes that the contest can be concluded quickly, so that the master can return to the falling dust sect safely.

The next day's contest went on as usual, but Taoist Qingsong didn't show up. Instead, Bai Lang came out to preside over the contest. Bai Lang announced that his master had feelings yesterday, so he closed his door to practice.

Although many people have a lot of questions, they don't understand that such an important competition will be absent. However, no one doubts that the cultivation of Taoist Qingsong has already ascended to the sky. No one will disobey the rules because Taoist Qingsong is not present. After all, this is the Qingsong school, and no one dares to be presumptuous.

Yesterday's competition let Mu Yu get the attention of many people, and the dust falling school at the bottom is no longer looked down upon. The dark horse not only comes from the last place of the falling dust school, but also the penultimate Qiantian school, which has a frightening role.

Everyone can't help but guess at this year's competition. Is it not that the Xiuzhen world is going to change?

The world of practice has changed, but we haven't noticed it yet. At the moment when Taoist Qingsong gave in, Moyun mountain could not continue to be quiet.

Mu Yu looks left and right. He hopes to see the figure of Tian Ran's girl and know more about some young people in red from Tian ran, so that he can think about countermeasures. But Tian ran did not appear. Even last night, Tian ran was not near the residence of Taoist Qingsong. I don't know where to go.

The young people in red may be watching all the people secretly, trying to find the clues of the sword shadow and dust wind from these people. Muyu has no choice but to take part in the competition. If there is no reasonable explanation to abstain from the competition, given his reputation yesterday, giving up today is bound to cause unnecessary speculation.

And today, the two black horses finally got together.

Muyu looks at the lonely Yitian with a cold look on the opposite side. The other side is extremely warlike, but Muyu is absent-minded. Although he was eager to appreciate the extent of the physical training, the appearance of the young man in red made him lose his sense of propriety for a while, so he had to be cautious.

The technique of falling dust sword is called Tianjian Jiuyin, which is the famous sword technique in the past. If the young man in red comes from outside the Moyun mountains, he can't be unaware of this sword technique. If Mu Yu doesn't want to show his horse's feet, he can't really fight Gu Yitian.

"I've lost my sight. I didn't expect that there will be you in the falling dust sect besides your elder martial brother."

The sword behind Gu Yi's Tianjie is on the ground, and there is a heavy sound of gold and iron hitting. It shows how heavy the sword is.

"Is it? I've never looked down on you. " The shadow of Muyu is also around the hand.

Muyu defeated Xiaohu, the favored son of Qingsong school, yesterday. It is well known that Gu Yitian is also a new force. On the contrary, they have attracted a large number of people to watch. We all want to know how powerful the disciples of these two unbearable sects are.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Maybe it's the boy of the falling dust sect, and the tiger is defeated by him."

"Not necessarily. I think it's the lengtouqing who holds the broad sword. Yesterday, he slapped the opponent of Zhuji qichongtian out with a sword."

"What is the cultivation of this lengtouqing?"

There was a lot of discussion and speculation on the outcome of the contest. Different from yesterday's devaluation of Muyu, we are optimistic about Muyu today. Although Gu Yitian has defeated many outstanding young disciples, he has not yet made contact with Qingsong sect, and Muyu has actually knocked down Xiaohu. Xiaohu is recognized as a genius of Qingsong school. It is not easy to defeat Xiaohu!

Both of them disappeared in the same place, interlaced in the air, and the sword light was surging, which was extremely brilliant under the reflection of the sun, which almost blinded people. The air is restless, and spiritual power is also gathering. Both of them are very fast, leaving only the shadow of the road. It is not clear who is who.

"You're not ready." Lonely Yi day light ground says, two people have already separated, once again stood back in place, seems to have not moved.

Muyu's sword floats in front of him. He turns his wrist slightly to relieve his sour feeling. Gu Yitian's power is really strong. His broadsword is so solid, like the tripod of a thousand Jun, and it is extremely hard to accept the move.

Many people's swords are skillful, while Gu Yitian's swords are domineering and straightforward.

"I want to have a serious fight with you."

Gu Yitian frowns, and he sees that Mu Yu is not in the state at all, with a heavy heart. The fight just now is just tired of dealing with it, there is no desire to attack.

"I want to." As soon as Muyu's eyes coagulate, his body disappears again and rushes to Gu Yitian, pointing his sword at the other party's eyebrows.

"Ding!"The sword of Gu Yi Tian Kuo is erected and the shadow sword is cut. The heavy back of the sword is slapped at the waist of Mu Yu. The sword is powerful and powerful. If it is photographed, it will be very hard. When Muyu turns back, the sword stars explode. The shadow sword deftly removes the gravity of the broad sword and deflects it.

"You still don't do your best!"

Gu Yi Tian drinks with a deep voice, and the broad sword in his hand stabs the wooden feather in different directions like a storm. Muyu jumps back, and Daodao sword shadow comes one after another, and he dodges them all.

Muyu suddenly thinks of something. He sells a flaw. Gu Yitian can't stop it. The back of the sword sweeps heavily on Muyu's left shoulder. The huge force comes from the broad sword. Muyu only feels a pain in his shoulder, and the whole person flies out and falls under the challenge arena.

Lost?

Everyone can't believe it. Unexpectedly, Muyu, who defeated Xiaohu, was defeated by Gu Yitian without ten rounds. What is the origin of Gu Yitian? How could the dark horse of Qiantian sect have such a profound cultivation?

Muyu felt a burning pain in his shoulder, and he tried his best to calm the spiritual power of the riot in his body. At the same time, Chengyan appeared beside him, one hand pressed on his shoulder, and a pure spiritual power entered into his body.

"You don't have to." Chengyan says softly that others can only see Gu Yitian's fierce attack, and how can he not know Muyu's real strength as a senior brother? Muyu's swordsmanship is more than that. It's hard to say who wins and who loses if we really fight.

Just in order not to attract attention, Muyu chose to lose.

"I'm afraid I have to abstain from the next contest."

Muyu did not lower his voice, as if he had deliberately said it to others. Many people began to feel happy when they heard him, because Muyu's strength was obvious to all. Many disciples regarded Muyu as the first-class opponent because he defeated Xiaohu, a gifted disciple of Qingsong school. Gu Yitian solved the threat for them, which is naturally what they are willing to see.

"Qiantian school, win."

Gu Yitian looks at Mu Yu from afar. His face is not good-looking, and he doesn't show a happy look because he won the competition. He knew that he had won a disgrace. Muyu did not give full play to his real strength and was defeated by him. Yesterday, he saw the battle between Muyu and Xiaohu, and Muyu's sword technique left him a deep impression.

But today Muyu didn't even use the sword technique that he used to deal with Xiaohu, which made Gu Yitian very dissatisfied. What he wants is a perfect competition, not a contest without a fight.

"Is it still too young?"

"But if he beat Xiaohu, he will boast for a lifetime. Maybe in two or three years, the boy of the falling dust sect will be unstoppable."

"At that time, the status of the Qingsong school was affected. Do you think the Qingsong school would tolerate such a thing?"

"Gu Yitian may threaten the status of Qingsong school this year. After all, Qingsong school has lost one game, and he has not lost any!"

The rising star of the falling dust sect was only a flash in the pan. While everyone felt sorry for mu Yu, they also paid more attention to Gu Yitian. More people's attention shifted from Mu Yu to Gu Yitian, which is what Mu Yu wanted.

"Master, I'm sorry."

Muyu sat down. He didn't dare to look at the master's eyes. He wanted to ask her to leave immediately. He wished he could tell her that someone was going to be bad for him!

But the young man in red may be nearby, and he can do nothing.

"When you get to the bridge, you don't have to worry about it."

The wind HaoChen said an inexplicable word, let wood feather slightly a Leng. He looked at the wise eyes of master, and he was suspicious. Did master know anything? Does that mean he knows someone is looking for him?

When the boat reaches the bridge head, does Master think that the people at the bridge head are so strong that no one can fight against it? Is he really not worried?

"You are not in a stable mood today. When you are ready, I will have another match with you." Gu Yi Tian came over and whispered to Mu Yu. Then he turned to Chengyan and said, "and you."

"Yi Tian, don't be rude! Brother Fengdao, I'm really sorry. The boy's hand is too heavy. Is Muyu xiannephew OK? " The Taoist of Boyang said apologetically.

"No problem, just two days off." Feng HaoChen replied with a smile.

"As soon as nephew Mu Yuxian quits, won't your sect get a good place? I'm really sorry for that. I'll try to make up for you in the future

Taoist Boyang is a real man. He is naturally happy when Gu Yitian wins the competition. However, he is sorry for his disillusionment of the falling dust sect.

He is also the bottom of the school, he can best understand the desire to rise. Their lifelong goal is to hope that the sect will become strong, and the only way to strengthen the sect is to improve the overall quality of its disciples. No sect is willing to recruit students with general talent. In order to receive talented students, all schools attach great importance to this competition.

"We didn't care about this. Brother Boyang doesn't have to worry about it. Also give Mu Yu this child a lesson, let him know that there is a day in the sky. " Feng HaoChen replied politely.Muyu's injury is not very serious, but he can not go to the treatment, only in this way, he has an excuse to give up the next competition. He can't help it. It's unwise for him to expose his swordsmanship before he leaves the Qingsong sect. The young man in red appeared and disappeared. Who knows whether he saw the sword technique used by Muyu yesterday?

The falling dust sect has always been looked down upon and even suspected of deviant ways. Mu Yu came out and slapped these people severely, but finally he had to stop because of the young people in red.

If you want to get what you want in the cultivation world, cultivation is really the most important.

Muyu's cultivation is too low now. He has to endure it!

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