"I know this person from the Northern Barbarians. He is the Lord of the Banner Sword Music Bureau, the Great Music Bureau. Who is this person from the Wu family?”
"It's Yue Zhuowu, the young master of the Apricot Sword Furnace who was once famous in Jiangnan Road. I didn't expect him to become a sword slave of the Wu family's sword tomb. He must have failed to enter the Wu family's sword tomb and was left behind.”
As the surrounding martial artists discussed, the battle had already begun.
Yue Zhuowu naturally used a sword, while the Northern Barbarians 'Great Music Bureau held a weapon that looked like a flute or a flute.
Boom!
The two of them instantly became entangled in a battle!
Whether it was Yue Zhuowu or the Grand Musical Bureau, they knew very well that this was not an ordinary spar, but a battle of life and death.
Therefore, when the two of them fought, they did not hold back and directly brought out all their abilities.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two martial arts grandmasters with similar strength continued to collide fiercely.
Soon, after dozens of moves, injuries appeared on both of their bodies.
However, the two of them did not care at all. They continued to display powerful martial techniques and fought with their lives!
In the eyes of the onlookers, Yue Zhuowu's sword was light and agile. When he advanced and retreated, he was elegant and did not lose his rhythm. He had the demeanor of a famous person. He was indeed the young master of the Apricot Sword Furnace.
On the other hand, the Grand Musical Bureau's martial arts took a strange route. The weapon in his hand attacked Yue Zhuowu from an extremely strange angle every time.
Not only that, but the weapons of the Great Music Bureau were also very strange. Every time they attacked, they would bring along a strange music that interfered with Yue Zhuowu's mind and affected his judgment.
As time passed.
Gradually, the Great Music Bureau began to suppress Yue Zhuowu.
His attacks became more and more fierce, while Yue Zhuowu could only defend himself.
"Looks like Yue Zhuowu is going to lose?”
"More or less. That Northern Barbarian has completely gained the upper hand! It seemed that the Wu family's sword tomb had a bad start. They were going to lose the first battle!”
"Actually, Yue Zhuowu's strength isn't much weaker than that Northern Barbarian. The main reason is that the Northern Barbarian's martial arts are too strange, and Yue Zhuowu isn't used to it.”
“……”
The surrounding martial artists discussed animatedly as they watched the battle.
At this moment, the Northern Barbarians were naturally delighted, while many people from the Wu family's Sword Tomb had solemn expressions.
"Wu Di, do you think Yue Zhuowu still has a chance of winning?”
Wu Jian asked Wu Di.
Wu Di nodded and replied calmly,
"Naturally!"
"It depends on whether his desire to go home is strong or not!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a change occurred on the battlefield.
Boom!
The music officer gripped the weapon in his hand tightly and stabbed it at Yue Zhuowu's chest from an unbelievable angle.
At this moment, a fierce look flashed in Yue Zhuowu's eyes. He didn't retreat but instead advanced, actually sticking out his chest.
The moment the weapon in the Grand Musical Bureau's hand pierced his chest, he forcefully twisted his waist to prevent his heart from being pierced.
Puchi...
As the weapon entered his body, the distance between the two of them grew closer and closer.
At this moment, Yue Zhuowu forcefully endured the pain in his chest. He suddenly pulled the Grand Musical Bureau with one hand and swung his sword with the other.
When he stabbed his weapon into Yue Zhuowu's chest, the Grand Musical Bureau thought that the situation had been settled, so he couldn't help but relax.
Therefore, he was stunned by Yue Zhuowu's sudden outburst and exchange of injuries for his life.
Swoosh!
The sword light lightly slashed across the Grand Musical Bureau's throat.
Bang!
The Grand Musical Bureau released the weapon that was stabbed into Yue Zhuowu's chest and fell to the ground with a loud bang.
Yue Zhuowu was also on the verge of collapse, and he could only barely use the sword in his hand to hit the ground.
Just a little bit more!
He was just a hair away from being pierced through by the weapon of the Music Bureau. If that had happened, the outcome would have been different!
However, even so, his injuries were still very serious. His heart meridian was damaged. Even if he was lucky enough to survive, his martial cultivation would be greatly affected. It was very likely that he would fall from the grandmaster realm.
When they saw such an unexpected result, the many martial artists watching the battle outside the arena were stunned.?
"Yue Zhuowu actually won?"
"He's really ruthless! Aren't you afraid of being killed first?"
On the Northern Barbarians 'side, everyone's faces were ashen. They did not expect the Great Musical Bureau to lose in such a way.
On the side of the Wu family's sword tomb, Wu Di instructed a Wu family's grandmaster,
"Bring him back!"
Wu Jian watched from the side as Wu Di gave the order to him, the family head, without the slightest hint of unhappiness in his heart.
In his heart, the position of the family head of the Wu family's sword tomb would belong to Wu Di sooner or later. At this moment, there was no problem for Wu Di to lead today's situation. He was very happy!
After Yue Zhuowu was helped back, Wu Di immediately said to Yue Zhuowu,"
"After you recover, you can leave the Wu family's sword tomb freely.”
Hearing Wu Di's words, Yue Zhuowu's face could not help but show joy.
Wasn't he risking his life just to go home and regain his freedom?
"Thank you, Sword Crown!"
Yue Zhuowu forced himself to salute Wu Di with cupped fists.
Although he had been trapped in the Wu family's sword tomb for so many years, he had no complaints in his heart.
Everyone knew the rules of the Wu family's sword tomb. It was his own choice to come to the Wu family's sword tomb to ask about the sword.
His skills were inferior to others, so he should pay the price for his choice. He admitted it.
With Yue Zhuowu as an example, the other Wu family sword slaves were naturally greatly encouraged.
In the following competition, all the Wu family sword slaves who went on stage were not afraid of death.
This scene made the surrounding martial artists feel strange.
"Weren't these people forced to stay in the Wu family's sword tomb? Even if they were willing to stay in the Sword Whisper Wu Clan's Sword Tomb because they lost, and they had no complaints in their hearts, there was no need to risk their lives for the Wu Clan's Sword Tomb, right?”
"They are risking their lives for themselves. If the Wu family's sword tomb loses, can they still escape the pursuit of the Northern Barbarians?”
"Not only that, I just heard that the sword crown of the Wu family has already promised them that after this battle, as long as they don't die, they can leave the Wu family's sword tomb freely.”
"No wonder, it makes sense. Needless to say, this new generation of sword crown of the Wu family was quite understanding. He just didn't know what his true strength was. Would it be like the previous sword crowns of the Wu family's sword tomb?”
"Won't you know if you keep watching? To be able to become the new sword crown of the Wu family's sword tomb, he most likely won't be weak. However, he was still young after all, so it was impossible for him to be too strong. He estimated that he should be about the same as Yue Zhuowu just now. At his age, this was considered very powerful.”
"Stop talking. Experts from both sides have come out again.”
Therefore, the many martial artists who were watching the battle turned their gazes to the arena.
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