On the ring.

The two Qi fields collided.

The fierce wind rippled.

Yang Ming reminded coldly: "Look at the trick."

He held the iron sword in his hand and walked vigorously. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front. The iron sword had no sharp edge, but the invisible sword energy was freed.

The sword energy was roaring.

Chen Mu's wooden sword danced horizontally, and also carried invisible sword energy. The sword energy collided, the strong wind whistled, and the two weapons collided together. The two figures intertwined and kept making moves.

A few moves in a row.

All are equally matched.

Chen Mu was not at all inferior.

Whether it is speed or strength, Chen Mu is not weaker than the second-grade swordsman Yang Ming.

The audience exclaimed repeatedly, and the powerful swordsman on the platform praised Chen Mu.

"So awesome!"

"It's not as weak as a second-grade swordsman!"

"A three-year-old sword master is really rare in the world!"

Chen Hao was also stunned: "Awesome, my third brother is so powerful."

When Chen Mu first started practicing, Chen Hao taught him horse stance and basic sword moves. In just a few months, he was already a powerful swordsman.

On the ring, Yang Ming felt great pressure. If he lost to a three-year-old child, even if the other party was a ninth-grade kid, it would be embarrassing.

"I'm sorry."

"Next, I'll be serious."

Yang Ming's sword move suddenly became fierce, like a beast rushing, and the wind howled.

Some older generations around him recognized this set of sword skills and said in a deep voice: "This is the silver fox sword skill of the old Yang family, which is the best sword skill at the mortal level."

"This sword skills are extremely fierce. Chen Mu is still a child, so it may be difficult for him to hold on."

Chen Yan couldn't help but get nervous. Yang Ming practiced for many years and his sword skills were perfect. Chen Tiannan had a sure victory. He knew that Chen Mu had mastered the Thirteen Swords of Dragon Roar.

In terms of sword skills, Chen Tiannan believes that Chen Mu is better.

On the ring, facing Yang Ming, who was attacking with a sword, Chen Mu suddenly took a step back, then half-squatted, turning with the sword and drawing a circle.

Extremely fast.

Yang Ming didn't have time to defend.

Click!

Yang Ming's trouser legs were cut open.

hiss!

Yang Ming took a deep breath and felt that the hair on his legs had been cut off. Although it was a wooden sword, the sword energy was enough to cut open trees as thick as a bowl, and it was even easier to cut off his legs.

He stood there in a daze.

It was Chen Mu's subordinates who showed mercy.

Yang Ming was not injured.

"I admit defeat."

Yang Ming was convinced.

The martial arts performance venue was filled with warm cheers.

They are fortunate to witness the rise of geniuses.

"Chen Mu, win!"

Chen Mu successfully entered the quarterfinals.

Chen Tiannan stroked his beard, "The dragon swung its tail, used it at the right time, and it is very talented in combat."

Bai Su nodded slightly and praised: "This child is clear-headed when fighting, knowing that Yang Ming will reveal his weaknesses when attacking fiercely. Seize the opportunity, calmly retreat, and then see the weaknesses and defeat the enemy with one blow. Such combat talent is not something that can be given to him by the roots. This child is not simple."

It is far beyond the calmness of children of the same age, and is calm and composed when fighting, and is rare.

"Yes, does he have rich combat experience?" Hengyang Hou looked at Chen Tiannan.

Chen Tiannan shook his head repeatedly and said proudly: "I just taught him this sword skill. Apart from practicing at home, I have not used it officially."

"That's a genius."

Hengyang Hou's eyes were full of envy.

Mu Dongliu smiled and congratulated: "The young dragon of the Chen family is not limited in the future!"

Chen Tiannan quickly bowed and laughed. Chen Mu was a ninth-grade man with a talent. Today's battle is just the beginning. He is destined to rise in the future. More and more forces are willing to make friends with the Chen family.

Chen Mu won three consecutive games to advance to the fifth round.

Among the remaining eight quarters, there are two ninth-grade sword disciples, two first-grade sword masters, two second-grade sword masters, and one third-grade sword master.

Although Chen Mu's realm is a fifth-grade swordsman, his combat experience is not as rich as that of the rest of the people. During the competition, he was still paying attention to the battles in other arenas and learning from it.

The fifth round.

Chen Mu faces the ninth-grade swordsman Li Xiang.

The opponent in this game is much weaker than Yang Ming.

Li Xiang is the only female player left on the field, a thirteen-year-old ninth-grade swordsman. Looking at Black Stone City, they are all the best among the younger generations.

Everyone knows that Chen Mu is a sword master, a three-year-old sword master. His talent is so perverted. Li Xiang did not retreat and still drew his sword to fight.

Chen Mu stabbed straight out with a wooden sword in his hand. The two swords collided together, not as powerful as everyone imagined, and Li Xiang was still on the ring.

Chen Mu only used the strength of the swordsman, and he wanted to compete with his opponents with more sword moves.

An older generation nearby smiled and said, "Hahaha, I know how to let go of water at a young age."

"Oh, he gave Li Xiang a water supply and did not give my grandson water supply. He obviously valued girls over boys."

Only strong men such as Bai Su knew that "Chen Mu was using his opponent to hone himself."

If you use the sword master's cultivation to crush your opponent, you will not be able to test your own sword moves. This is Chen Mu's idea.

Li Xiang tried her best to attack, but could not break through Chen Mu's defense at all. After trying many times, she took the initiative to admit defeat and said, "My skills are not as good as others."

Chen Mu won again.

The entire Blackstone City was excited by Chen Mu's performance. Everyone was looking forward to his next game, and there were still strong players on the court.

A disciple of Xuanjian Sect, Sun Qi.

Sun Qi is a junior of the Sun family. He specially rushed back from Xuanjian Sect. He originally wanted to win this third-grade spiritual medicine. He thought it was not difficult, but he didn't expect Chen Mu to be born.

It's almost noon.

The audience in the martial arts venue did not decrease at all. Instead, there were many people outside the city lord's mansion asking for information.

Many people have not seen Chen Mu before, and now he has become the pride of the people in the city.

Such geniuses can appear in Blackstone City, and the people of fellow villagers and neighbors will benefit from it.

Semi-finals.

Chen Mu faces the second-grade swordsman Liu Yan.

Sun Qi faces first-class swordsman Xiao Gang.

Although Chen Mu played for one round, his opponents were of high quality, and even more difficult than Sun Qi.

Liu Yan is sixteen years old this year. He is the oldest among the contestants and the last time he participated in the Black Rock City martial arts competition.

Chen Yan said with a serious expression: "Liu Yan has solid basic skills and is probably a strong enemy."

"Xiaomu still has a big chance of winning." Chen Tiannan calmly took another sip of tea.

Chen Tiannan knew that Chen Mu had a higher realm, and was proficient in mastering the first four swords of the Thirteen Swords of Dragon Sound, and could use Dragon Sound.

Bai Su and Hengyang Hou are also looking forward to it.

The showdown begins.

Chen Mu and Liu Yan's Qi field are fully opened.

There was a wave of air spreading near the ring. Chen Mu held the wooden sword and gently tapped the ground with his toes, and his whole body was freed up like a rabbit.

Amazing speed.

Liu Yan was not panicked, and he was in front of him. After seeing Chen Mu's movements clearly, he suddenly drew his sword.

clang!
To be continued...