Sword Emperor of Chaos

Senior Brother Ma flashed across to Song Zifan with a sword in his hand. He looked at Song Zifan who fell to the ground, raised his head proudly, and challenged his position. This was the result!

Those Tianyuan Sect disciples who had gone to the second level disdain to look at Song Zifan. A mediocre person is a mediocre person. He is not worthy of being with them at all. He should have accepted his fate long ago!

"Senior Brother Hu, it seems that the people he teaches are like that."

"What you are saying is that the man named Ma was taught by Senior Brother Hu himself. Can he compare?"

"That's right, aren't you insulting Senior Brother Hu by comparing him to Senior Brother Hu?"

Hu Zhijie was very satisfied with the result, and felt even more comfortable listening to the flattery of his junior brothers and sisters.

Turning to look at Su Mu, the people he taught were the elites!

And what you teach is still mediocre!

Um?

Hu Zhijie frowned, the pride on his face disappeared, and Su Mu was still drinking tea calmly!

Don’t you know that you have already lost? He actually still has the heart to drink tea!

Not being able to see the loneliness and discomfort on Su Mu's face made him very unhappy.

"He actually has the heart to drink tea, he's so shameless."

"I look at him, he just has no face and skin!"

"How could he feel if he knew he was going to lose? He just gave the elixir to Senior Brother Hu!"

Xue Yue and the others were also very unhappy when they saw Su Mu being at ease. This gave them no chance to gloat, but they quickly found a reason to ridicule Su Mu.

Luo Huhong, Lin Yayun, and the Tianyuanmen disciples who had been clarified by Su Mu were so angry that their lungs were about to explode. However, a defeat was a defeat, and there was no excuse to refute.

Soon, the expressions of the dozens of Tianyuan Sect disciples dimmed, they lowered their heads in frustration, and they all silently accepted the fact that they were mediocre.

There is simply no way they can beat the top talent.

"Senior Sister Nie, they have gone too far!" Lin Yayun saw the low spirits of those dozens of people and said with indignation. They are all disciples of the same sect. Is it necessary to go so far? Can't we give those slightly mediocre disciples a chance?

Nie Nujiao'e frowned, feeling very unhappy, but she couldn't directly teach the man named Ma a lesson.

Song Zifan clutched his chest and struggled a few times, unable to stand up. He turned to look into the pavilion and saw that all the disciples who were listening to the sermon with him looked sad or even downcast. He immediately understood what was going on.

"I'm such a loser!"

"Sir, I'm sorry for your guidance."

He sent a message to Su Mu with a face full of shame. He lost the battle of honor. Not only did he lose his and Su Mu's dignity, but he also lost the dignity of everyone who was listening together!

He is a sinner!

"Just give up?" Su Mu took a sip of tea and said softly.

Song Zifan smiled bitterly, besides admitting defeat, what else could he do?

"How many times do you think he can use that speed just now?" Su Mu continued to transmit the message, but his confidence was destroyed in one go?

Song Zifan was startled. Could it be that Senior Brother Ma's attack just now was done by some means?

"Do you think there is really an invincible person?"

Song Zifan was startled again and fell into deep thought.

I asked myself repeatedly in my mind: Do I really want to give up? I really want to make myself unable to hold my head up for the rest of my life! ?

"No, I didn't lose!"

Song Zifan raised his head, feeling a little more confident and more persistent than before!

"Junior Brother Song, you still don't admit defeat?" Senior Brother Ma said jokingly, if you still don't admit defeat, are you seeking death?

Seeing that Song Zifan not only refused to admit defeat, but also took out the elixir and drank it, Senior Brother Ma frowned and his eyes turned cold.

"Junior Brother Song, I advise you to be sensible and admit defeat as soon as possible!"

The threatening tone reveals murderous intent, don't force him to be cruel!

"Senior Brother Ma, if you want me to admit defeat, wait until I can't stand up!" Song Zifan said firmly, turned his sword, and walked towards Senior Brother Ma step by step.

"Uh-huh!"

After taking a few steps, he suddenly accelerated and swung his sword to kill Brother Ma!

"Seeking death!" Senior Brother Ma's face was full of anger, and he raised his hand to shoot out a blast of energy!

"Since you are so impatient, I will help you!"

"clang!"

"boom!"

This confrontation was more fierce than the previous ones. The energy spread out around the two of them, shattering the stone slabs on the ground and spreading rapidly to the surroundings!

"bass!"

Song Zifan's efforts to regain his fighting spirit seemed to be of no use, as he was still forced to retreat after just one move.

But this time, it was obviously much better than last time.

A small improvement made Song Zifan more confident. In his eyes, Senior Brother Ma was no longer invincible!

"Come again!"

"Uh-huh!"

Seeing Song Zifan coming towards him with his sword, Senior Brother Ma's face darkened, what a disgusting thing!

"Let's see how long you can last!"

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-dang..."

Everyone in the pavilion gradually changed their expressions as they watched the fight between the two. The faces of those Tianyuan Sect disciples who had gone to the second floor showed surprise, while the faces of the disciples who stayed on the first floor glowed with confidence.

"Senior Brother Song can actually compete with Senior Brother Ma on a par."

It is unbelievable to everyone that Song Zifan can compete with Senior Brother Ma.

"It's not that the top geniuses are invincible, but that we are not mediocre!"

While those top genius disciples found it difficult to accept, the disciples on the first level all became confident.

The hardest thing to accept was Hu Zhijie and the others. Their faces became increasingly ugly as they watched the battle, and Hu Zhijie became even more angry.

"Is this the person you picked!?" Turning to look at the true disciples, Hu Zhijie shouted angrily through his voice. Did you pick this kind of person deliberately to make him lose face?

Those true disciples didn't dare to speak, but their vision was correct, and Ma's strength was indeed not weak, but Song Zifan's extraordinary performance caught them off guard.

"Senior Sister Nie, this is so amazing." Lin Yayun looked at it in great wonder. You must know that Song Zifan has become unknown since he had problems with his cultivation. Today's performance is really impressive.

Nie Nujiao nodded affirmatively, it was indeed magical.

Turning to look at Su Mu who was tasting leisurely, a strange light flashed in his eyes, it was him who was creating the magic.

"Clang!"

After several blows from Senior Brother Ma, he could no longer suppress Song Zifan and gradually lost his strength.

There was a price to pay for using tactics before. Now Song Zifan is like a mad dog. If he continues to fight, he will definitely lose.

"Junior Brother Song, it will do no good to you or me if we continue to fight. Just admit defeat."

He tried to defeat Song Zifan psychologically, but Song Zifan's character was now as solid as a rock. No one except Su Mu could shake his belief!

Seeing that Song Zifan was indifferent, Brother Ma became so angry that he shouted angrily: "Song Zifan, do you really want to fight me to the death?"

Have you started threatening him? Song Zifan smiled, and smiled even more happily when he saw Senior Brother Ma's fierce look.

"Senior Brother Ma, you can't hold on anymore?"

Can't he hold on? Senior Brother Ma laughed angrily, would he not be able to hold on?

"Senior Brother Ma, don't forget, not only you have the means, I also have the means!"

"Now, it's my turn!"