The Merry Demon

() Ding Zihang is rarely smart once.

He specifically declared that this reward was used in exchange for a duel with Liu Mu.

In this way, there is no room for the Great Elder to refuse.

Ding Zihang contributed a lot this time, enough to be promoted as an inner disciple.

Using such merits in exchange for a duel with Liu Mu, once the Great Elder refuses, not only Ding Zihang's heart will be chilled, but the hearts of other disciples will also be chilled.

Who will work for Jingyoumen in the future?

Shu Tianhe, the good old man, is in a dilemma. How can Liu Mu be Ding Zihang's opponent?But Ding Zihang's request, he couldn't refuse.

There was inevitably a bit of a chill in the atmosphere.

"Cough cough~!"

Liu Mu coughed slightly, and walked out from behind Shu Tianhe.

"Ding Zihang, since you are still haunted, I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman this time." Liu Mu smiled wryly in his heart, he was ready to be beaten.

Liu Mu was not as weak as Ding Zihang, and he could see Shu Tianhe's embarrassment, so he stood up.

Liu Mu himself agreed, and the Great Elder naturally couldn't stop him.But when he looked at Liu Mu, he cast an apologetic look.

Shu Tianhe sighed inwardly, "A person with multiple affections, if it wasn't for Yunling... hey!"

Unlike Ding Zihang, Shu Tianhe looks more and more pleasing to Liu Mu the more he looks at him.In fact, no matter where you are, a considerate person will always be pleasing.

"Ding Zihang, you and Liu Mu are just a contest between warriors, and the winner is enough. If anyone kills, don't blame me for executing him according to the family rules." Shu Tianhe's words were decisive.

"Haha, of course, of course!" Ding Zihang laughed dryly, humiliating Liu Mu was far more enjoyable than killing him.

"Then, let's begin—" Ding Zihang's eyes suddenly turned to Liu Mu, and he turned cold, "I will let you taste how life would be worse than death."

The crowd began to recede, leaving more than 200 square meters of space for the two of them.

Liu Mu looked at Ding Zihang solemnly, and said, "I heard that Yunxiazong rewarded you with a spiritual weapon, why didn't you take it out?"

Many warriors have a habit of keeping their swords or knives in their sheaths before making a move.Ding Zihang is like this at this time.

Ding Zihang touched the long sword hanging on his waist, and said with disdain: "You alone are not worthy of me wielding the Baoxiang Sword. You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife."

Seeing the disdain on Ding Zihang's face, Liu Mu laughed heartily.

In fact, he just asked on purpose, he didn't expect Ding Zihang to be tricked.

"So, you don't mind if I use weapons?" Liu Mu asked.

"Of course!" Ding Zihang hooked his fingers towards Liu Mu, "Let the horse come here."

Liu Mu took off the green wood sword carried on his back in an orderly manner.The appearance of the green wood sword is very ordinary, so ordinary that it can be seen at a glance that it is a wooden sword.

This is a very interesting picture.

A young man with white hair who looks like he has experienced vicissitudes of life is holding a wooden sword against the enemy.And the enemy in front of him is a master who looks elegant and has extraordinary cultivation at a glance.

The two of them looked extremely conspicuous under the glare of the sun.

Seeing Liu Mu take out the wooden sword, not only Ding Zihang, but even the outside disciples who were watching couldn't help laughing. "Liu Mu, I'm really sick and stupid..."

The male disciple sighed, "Ding Zihang is really shameless, to bully people like this..."

"He's nainai, if I can beat him, I'm going to teach him a lesson."

The female disciple sighed like this, "Liu Mu is so sick, yet Ding Zihang has no compassion."

"That's right, even if they had any grievances in the past. Ding Zihang shouldn't bother with sick and stupid people..."

Shu Tianhe looked at Liu Mu suspiciously, of course he wouldn't think that Liu Mu was sick and stupid.Those who regard him as a fool are really fools.

as predicted--

Liu Mu picked up the wooden sword and ran towards Ding Zihang.

"Ding Zihang, eat my sword—" Liu Mu suddenly shouted when he was still more than 20 meters away from Ding Zihang.

"Hahaha!" Ding Zihang laughed loudly, almost rolling on the ground, "Let's say it's just one strike, so why not give you ten strikes?"

Liu Mu, who was on the way, suddenly narrowed his eyes, "That's what you said."

"Of course, just let it go..."

Before Ding Zihang finished speaking, a light green sword energy had already attacked him.

With a bang, Ding Zihang's body flew across the air, seven or eight meters high, thrown three to forty meters, and finally hit the ground paved with cushioned stones, and passed out.

The ground of the padded stone was sunk in for more than half a meter.

Undoubtedly, if the ground was not paved with padded stones, but cobblestones or flagstones, Ding Zihang's fall would probably be smashed to pieces.

"Spiritual soldiers..."

Many people have seen that the light green sword aura emanates from the wooden sword in Liu Mu's hand.

A group of outer disciples looked at this scene with astonishment on their faces. They never dreamed that Liu Mu was actually carrying a spiritual weapon.

"It turns out that he was pretending to be stupid on purpose to relax Ding Zihang's attention..." People who thought Liu Mu was sick and stupid before suddenly felt that they were the fool.

"I didn't expect that wooden sword to be a spiritual weapon..." The belated person also came to his senses.

"Liu Weilun is truly a masterwork!" Shu Tianhe said in his heart, he knew that the wooden sword in Liu Mu's hand must be Liu Weilun's masterpiece.

Thinking of Liu Weilun, Shu Tianhe's expression suddenly became complicated. There was admiration, but more fear.

"Great Elder, can we decide the outcome?" Liu Mu's rather weak voice came.

"Ding Zihang is in a coma. This time, Liu Mu won the competition."

As soon as Shu Tianhe handed down the verdict, Liu Mu limp to the ground.

Aoki Sword's Spirit Soldier level attack just now has already emptied the spiritual energy in his body.

At this moment, under the sun, a more inconspicuous light and shadow quickly entered Liu Mu's body.

Shu Tianhe moved slightly, and in the next moment, he appeared beside Liu Mu and helped him up.

"All right?" Shu Tianhe asked with concern.

Following that, Liu Mu felt a pure spiritual force pouring into his body.

"It's much better now." Liu Mu regained his strength.

Shu Tianhe nodded, then shifted his gaze to the unconscious Ding Zihang.

Shu Tianhe didn't like the arrogant Ding Zihang, he said coldly: "Send him to the medicine hall and let Mr. Qing treat him."

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……

After Shu Tianhe sent Liu Mu back to his place of residence, he chatted for a few words, left behind five spirit gathering pills, and left in a hurry.

Seeing Juling Pill, a gleam flashed in Liu Mu's eyes.

Although he enjoys the treatment of an inner sect disciple, he is only given ten Spirit Gathering Pills every month.

Gathering Pill is the holy medicine for warriors to replenish their physical strength, and it has even become a common currency among warriors.

After taking a Juling Pill, Liu Mu crossed his legs and began to recover his strength.

It took about an hour for the medicinal power of Juling Pill to be almost absorbed.Liu Mu also recovered six percent of his physical strength.

"It really makes me miss the days when I was a spirit warrior..." Liu Mu sighed suddenly.

At that time, it took him less than 5 minutes to digest the power of the Juling Pill.Where as it is now, it takes an hour.

"cao—"

From the bottom of Liu Mu's heart, suddenly there was an angry reprimand, "No wonder this deity was trapped in your body without even having a chance to seize it."