No hope for eternal life

Chapter 109 1 Sword

Mu Changsheng was not panicked when he saw this. He knew that wild monsters had basically not practiced any secret techniques, so their attack methods were relatively primitive and barbaric. The most suitable part of the black rhino monster's body for attacking was naturally its black rhino horn.

Therefore, Mu Changsheng had already thought of a way to deal with the black rhino monster before he made his move. Mu Changsheng first grabbed the horn of the attacking black rhino with one hand, and then he lifted his feet into the air and locked his legs around the head of the black rhino monster.

At the same time, Mu Changsheng clenched his only free right fist, with fist intent surging in his fist. He gathered all his strength and smashed it down violently, with his fist landing roughly on the temple of the black rhino monster.

"Bang! Bang!" After two consecutive muffled punches, the huge body of the black rhinoceros monster lay directly on the ground and died.

Even though Mu Changsheng's strike on the black rhino monster's temple was not precise enough, the extremely powerful force caused the force of his fist to vibrate in the monster's head and was still enough to be fatal.

"Mu Changsheng took two breaths." The referee announced, and at the same time looked at Mu Changsheng with a high regard.

If Shen Qianliu's previous killing process could be described as smooth and flowing, then Mu Changsheng's performance could be described as even cleaner and neater. He only threw two punches from beginning to end.

Shen Qianliu, who also noticed Mu Changsheng, raised his eyebrows immediately, with a half-smile on his lips, thinking in his heart: "You want to compete for the first place in this round, but unfortunately, you are still far behind."

Shen Qianliu guessed Mu Changsheng's plan. If he had used some special means before, he could have dealt with the rock python monster more quickly and easily. However, he knew clearly that there was no other possibility for the first place in this round except Feng Li, so he was too lazy to use any means.

In the following time, dozens of participating monks took the stage one after another, but no one could break Mu Changsheng's two-breath record.

Until this round of demon slaying was nearing its end, the little princess Feng Li appeared as the final person, which completely touched Mu Changsheng's heartstrings. Success or failure depended on this, and the result would be revealed soon.

On the stage, Feng Li was dressed in white, holding a purple sword in his hand. Just standing there proudly, he was like a beautiful landscape.

Feng Li's opponent is an iron-bristled wild boar monster with a sharp mouth and fangs, and an unruly look. Moreover, this type of monster has the thickest skin and flesh, and is considered to be one of the most difficult to deal with among monsters of the same level.

"Begin," the referee announced, releasing the iron-bristled boar.

However, after being released from the cage, this iron-bristled wild boar did not rush straight towards its opponent like other monsters.

The Iron Mane Boar clearly saw the fallen monsters one by one, which made its fear overwhelm its originally violent temperament. Moreover, the Iron Mane Boar could clearly sense the strength of its opponent Feng Li, so it stayed where it was, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Unfortunately, Feng Li did not intend to give Iron-Maned Boar time to think. The moment the referee announced the start, she drew her sword.

When the purple sword was unsheathed, there was no earth-shattering momentum. After Feng Li drew the sword, he simply swung it, and a purple sword light slashed out, heading straight for the Iron-maned Wild Boar, as fast as lightning.

When the Iron-maned Boar saw this, its mane stood up. It sensed a deadly threat from the sword light and immediately dodged and ran away.

However, the purple sword light was able to make a sharp turn in the air and directly track the fleeing Iron-bristled Wild Boar. The Iron-bristled Wild Boar was already extremely fast, but it was still not as fast as the sword light.

After the purple sword light caught up with the Iron-bristled Wild Boar, it merely flashed across its body before dissipating. At the same time, the Iron-bristled Wild Boar, which was swept by the purple sword light, did not move at all.

Immediately afterwards, the Iron-Maned Boar was neatly split into two from head to tail, and fell to either side, in a very symmetrical manner.

What followed was the blood and internal organs of the Iron-Maned Boar splattered onto the ring, a bloody and shocking scene.

"Feng Li took one breath." The referee announced immediately.

Feng Li then put away her sword and stood up. From beginning to end, she only made one attack with the sword.

Mu Changsheng, who was watching from the audience, opened his mouth slightly, and couldn't help but be moved. Even though he had expected that his record would be broken, the power and strength of Feng Li's sword was still extremely shocking.

"What if this sword hits me?" Mu Changsheng thought to himself, and his body couldn't help but shiver.

At the same time, Feng Ze, who had been paying attention to his daughter, asked Xiao Jingshan who was standing beside him: "Fellow Daoist Xiao is a master of swordsmanship. Can you give an objective evaluation of my daughter's performance? Please be frank so that I can tell my daughter later."

"Lord Feng, you are too polite. What the Nine Realms lack the least is experts in the art of swordsmanship. With my limited skills, I dare not call myself a master of the art of swordsmanship." Xiao Jingshan was polite at first.

Then, Xiao Jingshan commented seriously: "It is not easy for your daughter to achieve this at her age. I just saw her draw her sword, and her sword intent was concentrated and ready to go. She is very experienced and can be said to have grasped the true meaning of swordsmanship. However, the shortcoming is that your daughter's sword is sharp enough, but not pure enough."

"Not pure enough, what do you mean?" Feng Ze asked hurriedly. He was not a sword practitioner and did not understand the reason. Now that he had the chance, he could not help but ask for more advice.

Xiao Jingshan explained: "A sword is just a sword. A sword cultivator should practice it purely for the sake of striking out, not for rankings, honor or disgrace. Of course, this is just my personal opinion. Everyone's situation is different, so the best one is the one that suits you."

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, you are too modest. I will tell my daughter exactly what you said." Feng Ze said with a smile.

Afterwards, Feng Ze sighed again and said with regret: "It's a pity that there are few talents in my country of Shenfeng. I can't find a sword master like Xiao Daoyou to teach my daughter. If my daughter's talent in swordsmanship is buried, I, as a father, will be ashamed."

Xiao Jingshan was able to come here on behalf of Lingshan Sect, so he was certainly not some fool who couldn't hear the hidden meaning. He knew that Feng Ze wanted Feng Li to become his disciple.

Xiao Jingshan immediately declined, saying, "I am not very talented and have not yet accepted a disciple. I don't want to mislead the young people. Besides, becoming a disciple and accepting a disciple are both important matters in the life of both the master and the disciple. How can we not be careful?"

"Fellow Daoist Xiao is really too modest." Feng Ze still did not give up and said: "Everyone in the world knows that Tianling Sect and Lingshan Sect are the leaders of the righteous ways in the Nine Realms. My daughter has long yearned for them. If it weren't for your sect's strict requirements for accepting disciples, I would have sent my daughter to Lingshan Sect to practice. If Fellow Daoist Xiao doesn't mind, it's fine to accept my daughter as a nominal disciple. I don't need your guidance all the time."