Luo Yuling

"Please enlighten me, senior apprentice-brother Chu Mu," said a middle stage eighth stage inner disciple as he respectfully saluted Chu Mu. He couldn't even remember how many times he had challenged Chu Mu in the past thirty days. In short, every time he challenged Chu Mu, he was defeated by Chu Mu in a single strike.

Even so, he could clearly feel that his sword technique had improved in the past twenty days.

Chu Mu nodded. He had a bit of appreciation for this person. In fact, someone like him who persevered and was able to keep fighting despite repeated defeats, Chu Mu was certain that such a person would be able to achieve great things in the future.

As for some people, after being defeated by his sword several times, they would lose the courage to go on stage.

Below the stage, many disciples from the three halls and the main hall had complicated expressions. They couldn't find any words to express the admiration and respect they felt for this inner disciple who had been on the stage for thirty days.

They could only look up to a tall mountain!

Many female disciples didn't hide their admiration at all. From time to time, they would throw coquettish glances at Chu Mu.

"This Chu Mu …" Attendant Chen Jin's face was solemn as he thought to himself, "After today, he'll be on the stage for thirty days. Since the founding of the Azure Edge Sword Sect, the longest time a disciple has been on the stage is thirty days. Is there going to be another disciple who can break this record? "

"Moreover, if we don't talk about time and instead talk about the number of sword fights, Chu Mu has already far surpassed the previous stage defenders. A thousand consecutive victories." Chen Jin was incomparably shocked.

He was the attendant of the Sword Battle Arena, and he was here every day to watch Chu Mu accept challenges from one disciple after another. Every disciple wasn't a match for Chu Mu's sword. One after another, they would come up. Unknowingly, in the past thirty days, Chu Mu had already fought and won a thousand battles.

Thinking of this, Chen Jin felt a bit dizzy. It was as if he was too tired from practicing the sword and couldn't see anything real.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother Chu." Although this disciple of the Blue Water Academy had been defeated by Chu Mu in a single strike, he didn't look dejected in the slightest. Instead, he excitedly saluted Chu Mu. "I feel like I've reached a bottleneck in my swordsmanship, but thanks to senior brother Chu's guidance, I've been able to comprehend something. I should be able to break through in a few days. At that time, I'll come back to ask senior brother for guidance."

Now, whether it was the disciples of the three academies or the main hall, whether they were at seventh or eighth level, as long as they had fought against Chu Mu and watched Chu Mu's sword fights many times, they were all convinced that Chu Mu was "Senior Brother".

In their eyes, Chu Mu was already the undisputed number one disciple of the Qingfeng Sword Sect in terms of swordsmanship.

At this time, the sky was getting dark. Once the sun set, Chu Mu would be considered to have finished guarding the sword platform. After thirty days, he would be able to obtain the sixth Qi Refining Pill.

Chu Mu had already consumed and digested the five Qi Cultivating Pills he had previously obtained. Adding on a month of bitter training, his sword aura cultivation had increased from the early seventh phase to the late seventh phase, nearing the peak. If he had another Qi Refining Pill, Chu Mu would be able to reach the peak of seventh level.

To Chu Mu, obtaining the sixth Qi Refining Pill wasn't difficult at all.

At this time, two people quickly flew over from the distance. One was dressed in blue and the other in white. Their robes fluttered in the wind, making them seem like immortals.

"It's Senior Sister Luo."

"Senior Sister Luo is here."

The disciples of the main hall were all excited when they saw her. Their eyes were filled with deep admiration.

The disciples of the three academies were also attracted. Immediately, the male disciples were stunned. Some of the female disciples were ashamed of their inferiority, while others were jealous.

Chu Mu looked over. Even with his willpower and temperament, he couldn't help but be stunned. This woman's appearance was something that Chu Mu had never seen in the past few decades. Only some of the modified beauties on the Internet could compare. However, those beauties were fake after all. They lacked vitality and couldn't be compared to the real person.

Her face was very delicate. Her skin was delicate and white like cream. When her facial features were pieced together, not only did she have a stunning beauty, but she also had a heroic spirit that made people's eyes light up.

As the female disciple approached, a feminine fragrance wafted over.

The female disciple didn't stop. When she approached the sword platform, she leaped over everyone's heads like a swallow returning to its nest. She shuttled back and forth, and a mesmerizing fragrance wafted over. She gently and steadily landed on the battle arena, displaying her top-notch movement skills.

The male disciple behind him shot out like an arrow from a bow. As he approached the arena, he made a sharp turn and landed steadily at the edge of the arena. He was like a long spear, his aura sharp and threatening.

"Good movement technique. It's at least a mid-level movement technique." Chu Mu's eyes flashed as he thought to himself.

"You're Chu Mu. It's said that you're the best swordsman in the three academies. You even claim to be the best swordsman in the Qingfeng Sword Sect." The female disciple's full red lips parted slightly. Her voice was crisp and gentle. Even if it was a stern question, it was still pleasant to the ears. It was intoxicating. Looking at the male disciples of the three academies and the main hall, most of them were intoxicated. They couldn't wait to hear the words being said to them.

"Tell me your name." Chu Mu said faintly. He had long known that the so-called first place would bring him some trouble. However, this kind of thing couldn't be clarified. The more one tried to clarify it, the worse it would be. It would make others think that he was a hypocrite who didn't dare to admit it. Therefore, Chu Mu's attitude had always been to neither admit nor deny it. They could say whatever they wanted.

Chu Mu's words and tone were like he was talking to a normal challenger. This caused the disciples of the three academies and the main palace to all reveal shocked expressions. They couldn't describe what they were feeling.

It seemed that they worshipped Chu Mu even more. Facing a goddess like Senior Sister Luo, he could still be so calm. However, they also felt a little depressed. They felt very uncomfortable that Senior Sister Luo, who was like a goddess in their hearts, was treated so coldly by Chu Mu.

The female disciples all revealed expressions of adoration. Their adoration for Chu Mu was as hot as fire. As for the cold and threatening male disciple on the side of the stage, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed as a sliver of unhappiness flashed across his face.

"I'm Luo Yuling, a disciple of the main hall." The female disciple's attitude towards Chu Mu was clearly very surprised. All the male disciples she met, after seeing her, would either shamelessly greet her, pretend to be indifferent and ignore her to attract her attention, or use various methods to get close to her, etc. However, the indifference of the person in front of her made her feel that it was not an act. It was a kind of natural instinct that came from the bottom of his heart. Because of this, Luo Yuling was angry that he dared to ignore her. Her voice became colder and colder, and there was a trace of arrogance in it. "I'm known as the best swordsman among the disciples of the main hall. You're known as the best swordsman among the disciples of the three academies. Today, I'll show you that the three academies are inferior to the disciples of the main hall. Even though you're the best swordsman, you're still no match for me."

Hearing this, Chu Mu was a little surprised. The best swordsman among the disciples of the main hall? If it was true, then this female disciple's swordsmanship must be quite accomplished. Inevitably, Chu Mu was a little expectant.

Incomparable respect and admiration appeared in the eyes of the male disciples below. However, Chu Mu did not see that when the male disciple at the edge of the platform heard that Luo Yuling claimed to be the best swordsman among the disciples of the main hall, a strange look flashed across his face.

The disciples below were both expectant and conflicted.

On one hand, they hoped to see their goddess display her invincible power and defeat Chu Mu. On the other hand, they did not want Chu Mu to be defeated. On the other hand, they did not want Chu Mu to win. They thought that it would be better to have a draw. On the other hand, they wished that they could replace Chu Mu and fight Luo Yuling. Even if they were defeated and injured in the end, they would be willing to do so.