A sword, a donkey, and a pot of wine

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Everyone looked at Xu Tianjiao in disbelief, as if they were looking at a madman.

You know, it is extremely difficult to comprehend the sword intent of the Great Dao, let alone comprehend other sword intents in just one day.

However, Xu Tianjiao was already prepared.

He closed his eyes and concentrated again, with sword energy surrounding him, as if the whole world had changed color.

A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes and swung the sword in his hand lightly.

The icy sword intent that is freezing to the bone.

The blazing and violent sword intent of fire.

The mighty and domineering thunder sword intent.

Xu Tianjiao acted quickly. Before the icy sword intent dissipated, the flaming sword intent burst out, followed closely by the thundering sword intent!

Three completely different sword intentions are intertwined together. Although different from each other, they blend into each other to form a beautiful picture!

This scene completely shocked everyone present.

They had never seen anyone who could comprehend not only one great sword skill but also three other different elemental sword skills in such a short period of time.

And it also achieved a simple fusion of three kinds of sword intent!

This is not only an understanding of the way of the sword, but also a profound understanding of the mind, nature, and the Tao.

"This...how is this possible!"

Mu Sheng was stunned and his face was as pale as paper.

Mu Zili and the other sword gods also looked at each other, their eyes full of shock and admiration.

They knew that they had witnessed the birth of a kendo prodigy.

"Excellent! Ji Wuming! Not only have you comprehended the Dao Sword Intent, but you've also been able to simply blend them in such a short period of time. This is truly rare!" Mu Zili finally spoke, his voice filled with undisguised excitement. "With such talent and understanding, you should be the first place winner of this competition. No one can compete with you!"

The words of the North Sea Sword God instantly ignited the emotions of countless sword cultivators on Tianshan Mountain!

Countless people were shouting. At this moment, Xu Tianjiao, no, it should be Ji Wuming's name, resounded through the sky!

When some are happy, others are sad!

Mu Sheng was in a state of disarray at this moment!

He saw...

Feng Zhishui always had a smile on his face, smiling for Ji Wuming.

There was a hint of pride on Luo Qingcheng's face, she was proud of Ji Wuming.

Since ancient times, heroes have been unable to resist the temptation of beautiful women.

Since ancient times, beautiful women have found it difficult to resist heroes.

And he, Mu Sheng, is obviously not a hero...

Mu Sheng walked out of the field step by step!

No one paid attention because everyone's eyes were on Xu Tianjiao!

But there is one exception, and that is Li Bai!

Mu Sheng is his disciple, how could he not care about him!

Just as he was about to stand up, a jade hand stopped him in his tracks!

"What do you mean?"

Li Bai looked at the person in front of him with a hint of displeasure!

"He has a very strong sense of self-esteem and needs to figure it out on his own!"

"Think it through, and then take the next step!"

"If you can't figure it out, you'll be doomed!"

It was Lu Qingxue who blocked Li Bai's way.

Upon hearing this, Li Bai lowered his head and said nothing!

The so-called concern leads to confusion!

If I rashly go to persuade him, given Mu Sheng's personality, it will definitely backfire!

……

In an uninhabited place in Tianshan Mountain, Mu Sheng's feet stepped on the snow, making a crackling sound!

His face was extremely distorted by jealousy and unwillingness!

"I started practicing swordplay at the age of five, and now I've been practicing swordsmanship for twenty years. I consider myself a member of the younger generation, and no one can surpass me in comprehension and perseverance!"

Mu Sheng muttered to himself, his voice filled with bitterness and resentment, "Why? Why did it have to be him, Ji Wuming, a genius who suddenly appeared, as if leaping out of nowhere, to easily surpass my years of hard work?"

Snowflakes fluttered and landed on his shoulders, as if even nature was silently responding to his confusion.

Mu Sheng stopped and looked at the hazy mountains in the distance, feeling mixed emotions.

He recalled the days and nights he spent with the sword, those days of sweat and tears, but now they seemed so pale and powerless.

"No, I'm not reconciled!"

Mu Sheng clenched his fists violently, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes!

"Unwilling? What's the point?"