Starting with the Magic Absorption Technique: I swept through the fantasy world.

"Wu Sen!"

Watching Wang Yu's figure gradually disappear, Wang Mu clenched his fist slightly. So what if Wu Senzhen really helped the Wang family enter the top six?

As long as I have a breath left, I will not let Wu Sen succeed. If all else fails, I will find an opportunity to cripple Wu Sen on my own.

In Wang Mu's view, some things need to be reasoned about, and some things don't need to be reasoned about. In this world, whoever has the strongest fist is the boss!

Back at the Spirit Sea Sect, the room had been changed and was much more spacious than before. There was only one bed, which clearly showed that the victory in this competition had greatly improved his and Xiao Chuan's status and position.

Xiao Wangyu and Xiao Bai's rooms were arranged next door, while Xiao Chuan was arranged in the front yard, where the rooms were a level higher than those here.

It seems that Xiao Chuan is being cultivated as a key talent. Wang Mu doesn't mind these things. In Wang Mu's view, food and lodging are not the most important things in a place. The key is one's heart. If one is in a good mood, that is the key.

Once Wang Mu entered the room, he began cultivating the strange energy flow. Currently, the strange energy flow is still in the rotation stage. If it weren't for Li Tianlin's interference, he might have broken through to a new realm last time.

The internal energy quickly merged with the external airflow, and with each rotation of the internal energy, it would unconsciously absorb some external airflow.

This gave Wang Mu a feeling of comfort, but unfortunately, he couldn't find that breakthrough feeling.

"Dong dong dong."

A rhythmic knocking sounded on the door, and Wang Mu slowly opened his eyes: "Come in!"

"Brother, let's take action!"

But then Zhong Tao peeked in and said something sneakily.

"it is good."

"Drill a hole!"

Wang Mu shook his head slightly, bent down, and easily crawled through.

"Brother, how come you... you can drill faster than me?"

Zhong Tao looked extremely strange. He had struggled to crawl through the hole, but Wang Mu, whose body was even wider and thicker than his, had crawled through so easily. It was simply unbelievable!

"Zhong Tao, where is Yu Ruyan?"

Wang Mu then cleverly changed the subject.

"Shh, follow me." Zhong Tao walked cautiously ahead. He never expected that after passing through this cave, they would be able to travel without any obstacles.

Soon, they stopped in a patch of grass and looked over, where they saw a beautiful and graceful figure.

"Yu Ruyan!"

When Wang Mu saw the other person's flawless face, his heart stirred. Last time at the restaurant, Yu Ruyan had a conflict with him because of Wang Yu's drunkenness.

However, at the time, it was only a master of the Refining God Realm who was by Yu Ruyan's side who made the move. Now, seeing the pace of Yu Ruyan's cultivation, he couldn't help but express his deep admiration.

The grace of speed is always displayed in her ambition; just as the beauty of a tree is displayed in its vigorous vitality as it soars upwards against the odds and reaches into the clouds.

The beauty of an eagle is displayed in its soaring through wind and rain, like the soul of the heavens; the beauty of a river is displayed in its surging waves and its rushing torrents.

A gait is a bright but not dazzling light, a mellow but not cloying sound, a composure that does not require observing others' expressions, and an magnanimity that has finally ceased pleading with the world.

A kind of pacing that ignores the commotion, a kind of indifference that washes away extremism, a kind of solidity that needs no fanfare, a kind of height that is not steep.

Speed ​​is like a book; it should have more exciting details and fewer tedious words. Speed ​​is like a song; it should have more uplifting melodies and fewer melancholic notes. Speed ​​is like a painting; it should have more vibrant colors and fewer somber tones.

The pace and the environment seem to blend together, encompassing everything; at this moment, the pace is like a six-stringed lyre, playing multiple beautiful melodies: the hurried pace is time, winding it up, which will give people a condensed life.

Beside him, Zhong Tao rubbed his eyes. As before, he could barely keep up with the first three moves, but later he became completely confused. The speed was just too fast for him.

Zhong Tao instinctively looked at Wang Mu beside him, wanting to see how much this good-for-nothing could understand. However, when he saw Wang Mu's focused expression, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Man and wind become one, speed reaches its limit." Wang Mu's gaze fell on Yu Ruyan's graceful body, and he was completely captivated.

Previously, Wang Mu had tried to comprehend speed by hanging upside down, and he had also tried other methods, but unfortunately, all of them were in vain.

Now things are different. Seeing Yu Ruyan's strange speed, Wang Mu finally understood that speed is not only related to the wind, but also to the pace.

He couldn't connect wind and speed, but through his martial arts comprehension and astonishing memory, he was able to memorize all of Yu Ruyan's wondrous footwork.

"So that's what happened."

Wang Mu suddenly had a flash of inspiration and blurted it out.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mu suddenly realized that he had been secretly observing others' cultivation, which was a grave taboo.

Sure enough, Yu Ruyan frowned and rushed over with lightning speed. Wang Mu took a deep breath and gently pushed Zhong Tao: "I'll hold them off for a bit, you go!"

Zhong Tao didn't think much of it and dashed into the darkness, while Wang Mu swaggered over to meet him.

"It's you!"

When Yu Ruyan saw Wang Mu, her pupils contracted. Last time, this lecherous man had escaped from Uncle Lan's clutches, and this time he actually dared to come to the sect to spy on her family's traditional footwork. He was simply courting death.

"Beautiful Miss Yu Ruyan, a day apart feels like three autumns, I really miss you." When facing Yu Ruyan, deep down, Wang Mu always wanted to tease her a little.

Yu Ruyan's face turned extremely ugly. This despicable lecher is incorrigible. She would not be able to quell her anger until she taught him a lesson.

"Boy, take this!"

With a slight movement of her slender hand, Yu Ruyan produced a long sword. Combined with her wondrous footwork, the sword's spiritual energy reached Wang Mu in the blink of an eye.

"So fast."

Wang Mu's heart skipped a beat. With just this one move, Yu Ruyan had definitely entered the tenth-grade martial artist level, or even higher.

"What!" Yu Ruyan felt a blur before her eyes as Wang Mu barely dodged the attack, which surprised her. The footwork was very familiar.

Unfortunately, Yu Ruyan then unleashed several more moves, all of which could be described as bizarre, but Wang Mu dodged them all.

Yu Ruyan was increasingly surprised and shocked.