Fellow Daoist, your script is really good.

"I...I didn't..."

Su Mu's face flushed red instantly after her thoughts were pointed out.

Even if Su Mu says no, it's not convincing at all.

"Kikuri, ignore Wang Meng. That's just the kind of person he is. Let's go practice swordsmanship together."

Hu Chen stood up and tried to smooth things over.

"I'm sorry, Hu Chen, I'm going to ask my master for swordsmanship advice tomorrow, so I need to conserve my energy. I'll go and look at the sword manual by myself."

Kiku sighed, shook her head, and walked out of the private room.

"I...I'll go check out the sword manual too." Su Mu blushed and ran off.

In the private room, Hu Chen and Chen Dong watched Ju Su's graceful figure as she left, their gazes lingering for a long time.

Meanwhile, in a secluded courtyard, a cold and beautiful woman stood under the moonlight, holding a long sword.

The soft moonlight fell upon her.

She kept rehearsing the battle between her master and herself in her mind.

After rehearsing it thousands of times, in the woman's mind, the long sword first pointed at her master's throat.

Early the next morning.

Su Li, who was meditating in the training ground, slowly opened his eyes.

A young girl walked towards her.

The girl's name is Zhuang Mou.

Looking at Zhuang Mou, Su Li was reminded of Qian Yun from the beginning; she was equally unable to smile and equally expressionless.

However, unlike Qianyun,

Qianyun doesn't understand joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness; she doesn't know what it means to be angry or happy.

But Zhuang Mou is a normal woman. She knows how to feel happy and sad, it's just... she doesn't like to show it.

In other words, Zhuang Mou really is expressionless...

However, Zhuang Mou is very popular in the Wan Jian Army.

After all, Wan Jianjun is a university, full of handsome young men and beautiful young women in their teens, so it's normal for them to be bursting with hormones.

Zhuang Mou's outstanding appearance and figure already earned her the title of "school beauty".

Her aloof personality and expressionless face, in particular, add a certain charm to her.

"You've come to ask me about swordsmanship?"

Su Li asked Zhuang Mou.

Zhuang Mou is the most handsome sword cultivator in my family, without a doubt.

It wasn't because of her appearance, nor solely because of her talent.

It was because of her temperament.

Her temperament is perfectly suited for sword practice.

In Su Li's view, this kind of mentality is even more important than talent!

Talent determines your upper limit, while mindset determines whether you can reach your upper limit, or even break through it.

This woman possesses both talent and temperament.

"Please enlighten me, Master."

Zhuang Mou, holding his sword, bowed respectfully.

"Hmm." Su Li nodded, slowly rising like an old man. "Draw your sword."

"Yes."

Zhuang Mou nodded, and in the next instant, a cold glint of sword energy flashed past!

Sword energy soared into the sky.

Whether it was the cultivators who were heading to the sword training ground one after another, or those cultivators in the library.

Sensing such powerful sword energy, they all quickened their pace and rushed towards the sword training ground.

This sword energy is...

Zhuang Mou's sword aura!

Zhuang Mou went to challenge her master again...

Soon, the huge training ground was filled with people, both on the ground and in the air.

In front of everyone, Zhuang Mou and Su Li fought evenly.

Zhuang Mou's swordplay was ethereal and light, each swing of her sword like a dance, especially with her white gauze dress and her already graceful figure.

Her swordsmanship is so beautiful.

But when the sword falls, it is like a great river.

This is a sword technique that Su Li really likes.

Fighting her is like watching a beautiful dance, but if you are not careful, you will be pierced by her longsword.

Su Li did not end the battle so quickly, but continued to admire her sword dance.

Su Li already sensed that her swordsmanship had become a unique style.

She integrated the Azure Feather Sword Technique that she had taught her, and also mastered many moves from the Sword Pavilion, creating her own innovations on that basis.

This is the result Su Li wanted!

Su Li doesn't want his disciples to become a second "me"!

What Su Li wanted was for these ten thousand sword cultivators to forge ten thousand different sword paths!

This is the so-called Ten Thousand Swords Army!

Not some "Su Li Sword Dao Clone Legion"!

The sword cultivators watching from the sidelines gradually became engrossed...

Kikuchi clenched her little fists even tighter.

They were all geniuses with high levels of skill, so they naturally realized that Zhuang Mou had already forged her own unique path of swordsmanship.

Although this swordsmanship is not yet fully developed, it is already sufficient...

Zhuang Mou has far surpassed everyone else in her group; she has entered a completely new realm.

Zhuang Mou's sword energy grew increasingly intense.

And Su Li's sword energy also rose in level!

"sulfuric acid!"

Two white sword beams flashed by.

Su Li's long sword was already pressed against Zhuang Mou's neck.

Su Li won.

But Zhuang Mou also won.

The sword cultivators watching were all dumbfounded.

Because Su Li released the power he had been suppressing.

Zhuang Mou fought against Su Li with the strength of the mid-Nascent Soul Realm.

At this time, Su Li was also in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

In other words, Zhuang Mou passed the test.

"Congratulations."

Su Li sheathed his longsword and smiled.

"Is Master really a single person?"

Zhuang Mou tilted her head and asked in confusion.

She felt no joy at having won against Su Li.

Although Zhuang Mou's final sword strike forced Su Li to break through his cultivation level and fight her at the same level.

But it was only one sword strike.

Zhuang Mou never expected that she couldn't even withstand a single sword strike from her master, who was at the same cultivation level.

"Of course it's a person, no doubt about it."

Su Li stood with his hands behind his back and glanced at the sword cultivators who were watching.

Everything is difficult at the beginning; once you get the first one, you'll get the second!

Now, Zhuang Mou has finally walked her own path of swordsmanship and passed the test.

Su Li believes that in the next six months or so, more and more people will walk their own path of swordsmanship and pass the test.

But it's not a good idea for these guys to just stay here and do nothing.

They really need to get out and about.

Otherwise, under Zhuang Mou's provocation, they would be very unwilling and eager to succeed, which would lead them astray and cause great trouble.

"Starting today, we will have a one-month holiday, which is not included in the one-year trial period."

"Get ready, everyone. Tomorrow I will take you somewhere, and we will continue practicing swordsmanship when we return."

After saying this, Su Li turned and left.

This was the first time in the past six months that Su Li had stepped off the training ground.

"Yes!"

Ten thousand sword cultivators bowed in salute. On the city wall, Ju Li and Su Mu watched Su Li's gradually disappearing figure, while Chen Dong, Hu Chen, and Wang Meng looked at Ju Li and Su Mu respectively.

The next day, after taking a shower and finally getting a good night's sleep, Su Li walked out of the room.

Su Li's room was originally built on the city wall.

When Su Li reached the top of the city wall, ten thousand sword cultivators were already prepared, waiting for Su Li to lead them on their journey.

They didn't know where their master was taking them.

"Let's go, stay close."

Su Li yawned and cleaved through the void with a single sword strike.

......

"His Majesty......"

That is, an hour after Su Li led the Ten Thousand Swords Army into the void and left Ten Thousand Swords City, a maid entered the Imperial Study and knelt down on one knee.

"What's the matter?"

Xia Liuliu was still reviewing memorials.

"Lord Su has led the Ten Thousand Swords Army away from Ten Thousand Swords City," the girl said slowly.

Xia Liuliu stopped reading the memorial in her hand: "Isn't there still half a year left?"

Six months ago, Su Li told Xia Liuliu that a major battle would be needed a year later to hone their skills.

Why was it brought forward by six months?

"Your Majesty, Lord Su said he doesn't intend to lead the Ten Thousand Swords Army into battle, but rather to broaden their horizons," the maid replied.

"To broaden our horizons?" Xia Liuliu pinched the corner of her eye. "Where to?"

"Cold Bone Pass".

......

With Wuming's help, Du Gong's pressure in defending the city was greatly reduced.