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Chapter 175 Chapter 174
After several rounds of competition, Mo Yuheng reached the fourth round with one bye, and the remaining 4 players played 14 games to enter the next round.

There are a total of 8 people in the fifth round.

Yi Chuan and Mo Yuheng immediately conceded defeat when they encountered the result. The last time they fought against Mo Yuheng, they knew that the opponent had become stronger now and was not his opponent.

Now that the master is present, it is not easy to be ashamed, so he gritted his teeth and walked off the stage.

Everyone's jaws almost dropped, this is still that proud Yi Chuan, the genius with a single root in the eyes of everyone's envy.

All the thoughts about him that broke their usual minds were eliminated.

Excluding one person leaves the next 6 rounds, leaving only 4 people.

Mo Yuheng just met Xu Huai in the first game, and the collision sparked very strongly.

Many new disciples cheered and applauded, some sincerely, and some cheering for the two sides who were blocked by the next one.

Mo Yuheng walked up calmly, even though Mo Yuheng looked weak on the outside, there was determination in his brows.

Because it only shows that the ice root is affected by it, and the body emits cold air and is extremely cold.

The monks whose cultivation level is lower than her dare not look directly at her.

"Yuheng, you and I should have fought a long time ago."

Xu Huai waved his hand, and a blue sword appeared in his hand.

Holding hands tightly and stabbing forward, the hair and clothes all over slowly floated slightly.

A flying sword also appeared in Mo Yuheng's hand, and it spun around: "You are right, come on."

Xu Huai snorted coldly, and countless swords suddenly appeared around the scorched butterflies with both hands, emitting a cold light.

They stabbed at Mo Yuheng one after another.

Mo Yuheng let go of the flying sword with a cold snort, and countless blue flying swords also appeared around him.

And it still has a cold breath.

Xu Huai was stunned for a moment: "How is this possible?"

True Monarch Wuji was rarely present, and he didn't pay attention to his apprentice's behavior before, and he didn't care about others' weird gazes or cynicism.

Anyway, these are not painful or itchy, Yuanying Zhenjun will not fight because of this, it is just bickering with each other to pass the usual boring time.

But now he was very surprised, how could Mo Yuheng know Yuanshui Zhenjun's swordsmanship? Didn't it mean that only he could pass it on to his own disciples?
Falling Water Swordsmanship:

Three thousand fell into the water.

Just take a scoop.

Still as loose.

The water is rippling.

Immersed in silence.

A total of these 5 moves constitute the Falling Water Swordsmanship, and Mo Yuheng actually used the first move, Three Thousand Falling Water.

"Zhenjun Yuanshui, did you hand over your swordsmanship to Mo Yuheng?"

It can't be blamed that Zhenjun Wuji said this now, the strange thing is that he rarely speaks normally.

If you directly ask such a question without beginning and end, some people don't understand and want to go to other places.

You look at me, I look at you.

Look at Fusang, Yuanshui, Mo Yuheng and others...

The expression is meaningful, and looking at each other means that you and I know each other.

Only Zhenjun Yuanshui understood the other party's words. Back then, he became famous because of his falling water swordsmanship.

Many people were envious of the sword technique in his hand and wanted to ask him for it.

True Monarch Wuji is one of them, this is the method and reliance of his own fame, if it is really handed over to other people.

Where does he have a foothold, can't he seize his weakness and attack it?
Because of such thoughts, he categorically refused Supreme Master Wuji's request for swordsmanship.

But who can tell him about this?
How could Mo Yuheng know this sword technique?
Moreover, although the first move of three thousand falling into the water is a bit jerky, it is rough and decent.

Directly enter the threshold to familiarize yourself with the number of lifting routes.

Mo Yuheng had already seen Xu Huai's first move of swordsmanship clearly before, transforming into countless water swords.

Incorporating the artistic conception of the Three Thousand Falling Water Sword into it, the whole sword becomes very heavy, which is not something ordinary people can control.

Unless it is a person with extraordinary consciousness, or has a special physique.

And Xu Huai is a person with a natural sword body, so he can easily control it.

Mo Yuheng was able to make it feel like his own chaotic body, or because of his strong spiritual consciousness.

The swords in the hands become many, blending into one's own artistic conception.

Her way is to unite all swords into one, and all the artistic conceptions of swords have already been integrated. Naturally, Yuanshui Zhenjun's falling into the water swordsmanship can see the number of moves for the first time, although it is jerky, but knows the number of moves.

And Mo Yuheng has a strong understanding, and he was born to rehearse the sword skills used by the opponent in the Dead Sea.

It's incredible.

"How is this possible?"

Many Jindan real people were shocked, and Yuanying Zhenjun was very surprised when he was calm.

"How did you know my master's "Three Thousand Falling Water" swordsmanship?"

"What's impossible?"

Mo Yuheng controlled all the swords and flew out quickly, pinching the mysterious formula with both hands, countless swords flew out and struck.

The sword that was attacking by the opponent exploded, and the surrounding area was filled with a lot of exploding sword energy, which quickly shot countless sparks in all directions.

And the ground was continuously cut out with traces, which shocked the new disciples below.

All the swords of the two collided continuously, and all the sword attacks were completed, and neither side was injured.

"Just take a scoop." Xu Huai shouted.

Mo Yuheng followed the opponent's control, clasped his hands together 10 times, and all the swords flew up into the sky and kept overlapping together.

It turned into a blue extremely cold sword floating and colliding with each other.

"Mo Yuheng, let me see how much spiritual energy you have that can be consumed with me."

"Then you can try it."

The double dantian is not a joke, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat the foundation cultivator.

Xu Huai felt something was wrong, the huge sword screens of both sides attacked together, and the strong energy continued to spread in all directions.

In the middle of the attack, roaring sounds continued to erupt.

Although Xu Huai was at a loss, how did Mo Yuheng know how to use the falling water sword technique?

Too smart, now is not the time to struggle.

When the opponent's understanding of this move is very little and immature, use the strongest force to continuously input attacks and suppress it.

I want to use this trick to knock the opponent out to win the game.

The powerful input of spiritual power in Mo Yuheng's hand was constantly modifying her to use the power of falling into the water swordsmanship through her spiritual sense, and wanted to see how she could defeat the opponent through this.

Sure enough, it was effective, and gradually became mature and mastered the sword technique in his hand.

Xu Huai, who still wanted to take advantage of the loopholes, screamed inwardly, and poured spiritual power into it desperately, and the powerful attack became more and more destructive.His face quickly paled.

The acupoints that were finally opened and filled with spiritual energy quickly dimmed.

It seemed that he was about to escape from his control and attack.

The aura in his hand kept running wild, and he was so flustered that he didn't know what to do?
Gritting his teeth tightly, he didn't want to lose this game like this. He couldn't afford to lose.

Be strong for that kind of person, and never bow your head and admit defeat.

Absolutely not.

It must be proved that the master was right to accept him as an apprentice, Mo Yuheng's talent is not as good as him.

Sure enough, because of the thoughts in his heart, his strength has improved to a higher level.

The attack on hand became stronger and stronger.

Mo Yuheng vaguely felt a little bit of depression, but the attack in his hand didn't have the slightest buffer.

With a decisive input of spiritual power, she let out a cold snort, pinched the formula and rushed up quickly, regardless of the powerful and powerful sword light constantly impacting on her.

Stretching out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, the momentum of his whole body suddenly changed dramatically.

(End of this chapter)