Chapter 348 — The Flawless Humanoid Killing Machine
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Better if he had kept silent! " Long Yu's eyes flickered; he stepped forward and said, "Little Human Emperor, I wish to compare swords with you.
" Qingyou the Mountain Hermit nearly spat out a mouthful of black blood, his teeth itching with hatred. Of all things, that stinking boy Long Yu had to challenge him to swords! Old Man Stick beside him had just said it: Shen Mu's swordsmanship had already reached the level of method, and the level of method meant that he had begun to create his own sword arts, his understanding of the sword already at the grandmaster's level, or the very edge of it.
Now that Long Yu had spoken, there was no stopping him. Shen Mu looked surprised as well. "Senior Brother Long Yu, I have studied the Daoist sword.
How do Little Jade Capital's sword arts compare with the Daoist sword?
" Long Yu smiled slightly. "The fourteen chapters of the Daoist sword are not necessarily a match for Little Jade Capital's swordsmanship.
" Shen Mu let out a breath.
Not inferior to the Daoist sword, then; so in a contest of swords with him, he would not be struck dead in a single move. "My sword is rather heavy and solid, and sometimes I like to use the weight of the sword pill to catch people unawares.
But since this is a contest of swordsmanship, I will not use the sword pill's weight to trick you, Senior Brother Long Yu. " Shen Mu gave friendly warning: "Be careful, Senior Brother. " Whish.
A rain of swords filled the sky; eight thousand blades shot up from the Taotie Sack on his back and, chiming, planted themselves in every corner of that immortal mountain, in every place.
"Please," Shen Mu said with a smile.