I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Li Mu was stunned for a moment. He now felt that Mo Liuying was not stupid at all, but was full of bad intentions.

Not to mention, he had already decided to admit defeat, so he would not agree to such a condition, so he simply shook his head and said, "No need!"

"Mo girl, what prize do you want?"

At this time, Mu Zhen on the side asked.

He felt that this was a good opportunity. Li Mu wanted to pick up girls, so he deliberately lost to Mo Liuying. He would increase the stakes for Li Mu and force Li Mu to win the fight.

Hearing this, Mo Liuying smiled sweetly at Mu Zhen, revealing a row of white teeth, and said coquettishly:

"I want Shisui in his hand!"

Mu Zhen stroked his beard and looked at Mo Liuying with a smile, but it seemed as if he was speaking to Mo Wuyan:

"That depends on what kind of prize is worthy of this water-stopping mace."

Li Mu's face darkened when he heard this. He looked at Mu Zhen, signaling him to stop it and that was enough.

At this time, Mo Liuying opened his mouth and said:

"What do you want? Just tell me. Anything is fine!"

Then Mo Liuying seemed to remember something and hurriedly said:

"How about I give you a set of advanced mace techniques? Your "Kang Long You Hui" is just the introductory method for ordinary disciples of the Mohist school."

On his way in, Li Mu did see that the weapons often carried by Mohist disciples were mostly short weapons such as swords, knives, and maces.

But he didn't expect that this "Kang Long You Hui" was actually a martial art of the Mohist school, and it was an entry-level one. This made Li Mu sigh.

"Has the Prince of Yan's Mansion become so destitute now?"

Li Mu, however, had no doubt that Li Ling'er was trying to trick him and had deliberately found street goods for him.

However, what Li Mu didn't know was that it wasn't because the Prince Yan's Mansion was in decline, but because the martial arts secrets in this world were extremely rare.

Especially for the kind of Kung Fu, although the moves of "Kang Long You Hui" are ordinary, the method of force control contained in it is particularly precious.

What's more, cherishing one's own things is the mainstream concept of all sects and families in this world.

Someone like Zhao Chuyi, who taught Li Mu her family's unique skills, showed no less affection than if she simply threw herself into Li Mu's arms.

"Hey, hey, hey, why aren't you talking?"

Seeing that Li Mu remained silent, Mo Liuying became anxious and shouted in a delicate voice.

Li Mu frowned slightly, looked at Mo Liuying, and said in a calm tone:

"Miss Mo, I have already rejected your proposal. You know I am no match for you, but you still make such a request. Isn't it a bit too much?"

"I."

Mo Liuying knew she was in the wrong, but she was the type who would speak her mind. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Li Mu continue:

"Shisui was given by someone very important to me. It means a lot to me. I won't use it as a bet."

Li Mu raised his hand and touched Zhishui, then looked at Mo Liuying:

"Just like, if I asked you to be my girl, you wouldn't accept such an impolite request."

Mo Liuying was already speechless after hearing what Li Mu said, and then she heard Li Mu's sarcasm about using herself as a stake in the fight.

If it weren't for her face being covered in black and gray, her entire face would have been as red as an apple by now. She didn't know whether it was more out of shame or anger.

I, I, I kept repeating this for a long time, then I gritted my teeth, stamped my feet, and roared fiercely:

"I promise you!"

Immediately, he held Shuilongyin with both hands, and streams of true energy were transmitted to the hilt of the knife.

At the same time, the blade began to vibrate slightly, and the entire blade turned azure blue.

Before Li Mu could react, Mo Liuying raised his sword above his head and leaped towards Li Mu to chop him.

The explosion sound produced by the blade and the air, just like the name of the sword, is like the roar of a giant dragon.

Mu Zhen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, stroked his beard, and nodded slightly.

Although this was somewhat different from what he had expected at the beginning, it was not a bad thing.

Since Li Mu has set his eyes on Mo Liuying, and now that Mo Liuying has said so, he must win this fight.

Shen Sanniang, who was standing by, felt her heart in her throat. The thing she was most worried about had happened.

She didn't care about the jokes between children, and she didn't really care who won or lost the fight.

But she had a very good impression of Li Mu, and thought that if Li Mu was really going to get hurt, she would definitely stop it.

Mo Wuyan saw Mu Zhen's fearless look and felt a little uneasy in his heart. He knew Mu Zhen to the core.

Even if he was beaten to death, he would never believe that Mu Zhen would insist on letting Li Mu fight even though he knew that Li Mu would lose.

However, he couldn't figure out what Li Mu was hiding.

Although Mu Zhen is good at axe skills and his self-created "Convincing People with Reason" is the best in the world, Mu Zhen is also a master who specializes in internal martial arts. Without the blessing of true qi, Mu Zhen would be in trouble even if he passed on all his lifelong skills to Li Mu.

Li Mu, who had never shown any internal skills from beginning to end, had absolutely no chance of turning the tables.

"Qian Yuan Liu Wu?"

At this time, Shen Sanniang, who had been paying attention to the situation on the field, expressed her doubts.

"It seems that the rumors about the discord between His Majesty and the Prince of Yan are not true. This kid really has a trick up his sleeve. I was wondering why the disciple of old man Mu would not cultivate his internal strength."

Although the situation was one-sided on the field, Mo Wuyan still frowned and spoke.

At this time, Li Wu, who had no sense of existence from beginning to end, struggled to walk to Mu Zhen's side and said hesitantly:

"Teacher, there is something I need to tell you."

Mu Zhen was really surprised that Li Mu even knew this royal secret method. After hearing what Li Wu said, he replied calmly:

"A gentleman is sincere and speaks frankly on all matters."

Li Wu was originally a little hesitant, but after hearing these words, he finally became firm.

Before setting off, Li Ling'er told Li Wu to keep an eye on Li Mu and not to use his true energy.

Although Li Wu did not know martial arts, he had heard some about it and knew that Li Mu was most likely injured.

But this kind of thing should not be told to others, so Li Wu was so conflicted.

But the current situation was obviously not favorable to Li Mu. What's more, Li Wu felt that Mu Zhen was not an outsider, so he mustered up the courage to confess to Mu Zhen.

Hearing Li Wu's words, Mu Zhen's brows instantly furrowed and he turned his head to look at the field.

"Qing Yi is injured, why didn't you tell me earlier? Tell them to stop!"

Shen Sanniang also heard what Li Wu said. She looked at Li Mu anxiously and exclaimed.

"Alright, I lose this time."

"Wait, the fight isn't over yet."

Before Mu Zhen finished speaking, he heard Li Mu's voice coming from the field.

With Li Mu's good hearing, the conversation between the few people naturally reached Li Mu's ears without missing a word.

Hearing this, Shen Sanniang wanted to say something, but was stopped by Mo Wuyan, who said:

"Don't worry, let's see again."

Li Mu once again blocked Mo Liuying's blade, stared at her pair of palm-sized feet with burning eyes, and nodded repeatedly.

When Mo Liuying saw Li Mu's gaze, her face, which was covered with black and gray, turned slightly red. She subconsciously moved her feet back, saying angrily:

"abnormal!"

He immediately jumped up and slashed at Li Mu's head with his sword.

Li Mu stared at Mo Liuying and raised his mace to block, but saw Mo Liuying's body suddenly disappear, and the next moment, appeared behind him again.

"As expected, this is Qinggong?"

Li Mu looked excited and couldn't help thinking in his heart.