Fellow Daoist, your script is really good.

I need a cultivator at the Immortal Realm, or a cultivator at the late Jade Purity Realm but with some Immortal Realm strength.

Only in this way can I hope to survive these fifteen days!

But right now, our combat strength is extremely tight, let alone high-end combat strength. Where are we supposed to find it?

"General, a monk has come to visit..."

Just as Du was struggling with how to hold out for five days, a soldier walked in and said...

"A monk?"

Engineer Du was stunned.

“Yes, the other party identified himself as a monk from Raihiki-ji Temple.” The attendant nodded.

"Let him in." Du Gong didn't know why a monk from the Western Regions would appear in this place, but seeing him wouldn't hurt.

"This humble monk Wuming greets Your Excellency the City Lord."

Wuming was led into the room by the servants and bowed to Du Gong with his hands clasped together.

"Engineer Du has met the master."

Du Gong returned the greeting with clasped hands.

"May I ask what brings you here, sir?"

"I wonder if the city lord intends to retreat?" Wuming asked.

"Let's wait another fifteen days. If we can hold out for another fifteen days, and wait until the people of Hangu Pass are in a safe place, then we can consider retreating."

Du Gong told him without any hesitation.

In reality, there's really nothing left to hide...

Even if this monk was a spy, so what if he told Shiroshima about it?

He still intends to attack the city, while he himself still intends to defend it.

"Amitabha……"

Wuming recited a Buddhist chant.

"In that case, if General Du doesn't mind, this humble monk can lend you a hand..."

……

Ten Thousand Swords City.

Seven months have passed since Su Li spoke those words in front of these ten thousand genius sword cultivators.

For the past seven months, Su Li has been like an NPC, standing in this sword training ground, waiting for ten thousand sword cultivators to challenge him.

Everyone has at least one opportunity to challenge themselves every day.

At first, these sword-cultivation geniuses were indeed quite diligent in challenging Su Li.

Even these sword-cultivation geniuses were quite displeased, feeling that their master was looking down on them!

Let alone someone who is a level below me.

Even if my master and I were to fight at the same level, I would definitely be able to defeat my master!

This is their confidence as geniuses.

But Su Li quickly made them face reality...

Su Li was two minor realms lower than them, and then he beat them up...

No one can withstand ten moves from Su Li!

Several sword cultivators even showed signs of near collapse after their duel with Su Li…

If I were to be called a genius.

So, what exactly is a master?

I haven't even lasted ten moves against my master...

What kind of genius am I, really...?

What a waste! I'm utterly useless!

Su Li said nothing to these disciples whose Dao hearts were on the verge of collapse.

If they can't even withstand this kind of blow, then they are really too weak.

Cultivation is not something that can be done simply by relying on talent.

These guys are better off dying on the battlefield, their bodies and souls vanishing.

It would be better to have your Dao heart collapse now, give up cultivation, leave the Ten Thousand Swords Army, and live a peaceful life.

To Su Li's surprise, none of these guys gave up, even though their Dao hearts were on the verge of collapse.

They began to think about how to improve their strength and how to counter Su Li's sword techniques.

They started trying and trying.

He spent all his time in the library studying sword manuals to make up for his shortcomings.

There were a total of 10,000 sword cultivators, and they progressed extremely quickly.

It was so fast that they didn't even realize it.

They didn't even know how much progress they had made.

Because in their view, no matter how much they improve, they will never be able to beat their master...

"Is there no one here...?"

Su Li looked up at the sky and sighed...

So many days have passed, and I never imagined that no one could force me to fight them on equal footing...

For a moment, Su Li was confused. Was he too strong, or were these guys really too weak...?

"No...it should be soon..."

Su Li looked at the library, which was still brightly lit.

The guys I've got my eye on shouldn't disappoint me too much.

"No, if this continues, we will never be able to defeat Master!"

In one of the rooms in the library, a woman slammed her hand on the table and stood up!

Chapter 775 Is Master Really a Single Person? (4000 words)

"At this rate, we'll never be able to beat Master!"

A young girl slammed her hand on the table and stood up.

The girl was 1.6 meters tall, with a long sword at her waist, and her eyes gave off a heroic feeling!

The girl had a pretty face, and while her figure wasn't exactly exaggeratedly curvy, it was certainly not bad either.

Perhaps due to her diligent sword practice, her long legs, encased in black stockings, were taut and powerful beneath her JK uniform skirt, with a perfect leg shape.

At first, the girl was a little reluctant to wear the JK uniform, but the more she wore it, the better it looked, especially when paired with black tights.

Even though not a single inch of her thighs was exposed, she felt that she looked more innocent and alluring in the mirror than if her thighs were exposed.

Not to mention that these stockings were also a magical garment, offering considerable protection, which the girl named Kikukuri liked even more.

Kiku is very unhappy right now.

Because I haven't even passed my master's test yet!

So much time has passed, and there's still no progress!

This was definitely not satisfactory for someone like himself who had always been outstanding in the Wan Jian Army!

"Chestnut, you... don't blame yourself too much... it's... it's just that Master is really too amazing... actually, you are really very capable."

Seeing her friend's anxious tone, another girl named Su Mu timidly spoke up.

“Indeed, Su Mu is right,” a male sword cultivator said.

The man's name was Hu Chen, a Nascent Soul Realm sword cultivator and one of the best in the Ten Thousand Swords Army.

"I had heard before that my master once shattered the Heavenly Gate with a single sword strike, even with his Jade Purity Realm strength."

However, I don't have much of a feeling about Tianmen.

Moreover, I felt that even if it were me, once I reached the Jade Purity Realm, I could also cut down that Heavenly Gate.

It now appears that the Heavenly Gate was not made of paper.

I never imagined my master would be this strong...

"Yes, yes, Master is really amazing..."

How could someone like me possibly pass my master's test?

I should be eliminated from the Ten Thousand Swords Army soon, which should be the best way out for me...

A man who looked like a girl lowered his head, appearing very insecure.

The man named Chen Dong lowered his head deeply, his hands clasped between his legs, upon recalling how his master had once hung him up and beaten him.

"You're the ones who can't beat me! It's no longer me!"

The swordsman named Wang Meng, who had his feet propped up on the table, yawned.

"My training these past few days has not been in vain!"

Just you wait and see.

I will definitely force my master to fight me at least at the same level! Or even force him to be a level higher than me!

And if you're effeminate, you might as well not practice swordsmanship at all.

As a man, where is your manliness?

"Practicing swordsmanship? What kind of swordsmanship? You should figure out if you're a man or a woman first."

Wang Meng looked at Chen Dong and was about to raise his foot to kick him.

But at that moment, a long sword was pointed at Wang Meng's neck: "Wang Meng! Chen Dong is our comrade. If you dare to bully Chen Dong again, don't blame me for drawing my sword."

"Heh, you think I'm afraid of you?"

Wang Meng stood up with a smile.

"Kikuri, instead of protecting this sissy, you should take care of yourself."

As far as I know, Zhuang Mou has already made some breakthroughs and will challenge her master again tomorrow.

Don't you like your master and want to be the first to pass the test, leaving an indelible impression on your master?

Zhuang Mou is about to surpass you!

I'll see what you do then.

Whether in terms of figure and appearance, or in terms of talent in swordsmanship, she is far superior to you.

"If I were the master, I would choose her, not you."

"You..." Kikuchi blushed, her thoughts exposed. "Who said I like Master! Don't talk nonsense! I would never lose to that ice block Zhuang Mou!"

"No...don't fight..." Su Mu quickly stood up and tried to mediate, looking flustered and anxious.

"Hehehe, whether we'll lose or not isn't just a matter of words; let's prove it with our own strength."

Let's go, you lot. Keep studying sword techniques here. Only the weak huddle together for warmth.

True beasts always roam alone!

Wang Meng gave Su Mu a deep look, then turned and left.

“Su Mu, if you continue to be so weak-willed, your master will not like you anymore.”

Don't think no one knows what you're thinking. The way you look at your master—everyone knows what's on your mind.

Wang Meng waved his hand, and his voice came from behind him.