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Two hours later, Du Shaomu woke everyone up.

The six of them felt a lingering fear as they looked at Du Shaomu, who was holding onto a branch, but their eyes were filled with anticipation.

"These four days, I've asked all of you to take action. Today is my turn, so as to avoid wasting time, all six of you can attack together."

Du Shaomu raised his hand and stretched. The branch in his hand was still intact even after four days.

The six of them looked at each other, especially Meng Wenjia, Jin Jiawen, and the others.

"Swish …"

Du Shaomu did not show any courtesy. The moment he said that, his figure had already stepped forward and the branch in his hand was already striking towards Xiaohu, who was standing at the very front.

Boom!

Without any hesitation, Xiaohu circulated the Essence in his body through his meridians. A wave of extraordinary momentum moved through his body. He turned his body to the side to avoid Du Shaomu's tree branch. At the same time, he took the opportunity to punch Du Shaomu.

Xiaohu was not worried about hurting Du Shaomu as he had been working hard these days. He wanted to prove himself.

"You're too slow, and the most important part of this boxing style is its fierceness. You'll stop when you attack, but there's a thought in your mind, it affects the force of your punches, making it difficult to unleash its true power!"

As soon as Du Shaomu finished speaking, the tree branch in his hand seemed to have grown eyes. With a shake of its tail, it landed on Wu Tie's fist and stopped his attack in the blink of an eye.

A heart-wrenching pain spread out from Xiaohu's fist. The force of the fist instantly collapsed. His body staggered forward and almost fell to the ground.

"Swoosh!"

Du Shaomu's figure continued to appear in front of Weng Zixuan. The branch in his hand had already been pulled out.

Weng Zixuan's strength was the lowest, and his cultivation level was also the lowest.

However, under the reaction of being whipped for these four days, Weng Zixuan naturally had a subconscious reaction of dodging, and at the same time, he also threw out a punch at the same time.

Your fist art is ordinary and can't be compared to Xiaohu's training at all. However, it is useless as this fist art should be extremely swift and fierce. Yet, you chose to practice it at full speed.

The moment Du Shaomu finished his words, the branch had already touched the back of Weng Zixuan's hand, disintegrating the attack and causing the back of his hand to tremble in pain.

"Swoosh!"

The sword light flashed. Meng Wenjia gritted her teeth and took the initiative to attack. The treasured sword in her hand lit up, without any trace of politeness. Several sword lights spread out and directly enveloped Du Shaomu.

"This sword art of yours, to your current cultivation, is already considered not bad. But this sword art, should have a combination of speed and softness, the sword goes with the body, and the body with the sword should be able to achieve the fusion of form and intent, the fusion of will and energy, the fusion of spirit and spirit, but what you are trying to comprehend, is too weak!"

The moment Du Shaomu finished his words, several tree branches that were like the shadow of a spirit serpent shattered the sword aura like tongues flicking.

It was clearly an ordinary branch, but when it clashed with the treasured sword, sparks flew everywhere.

The branch knocked Meng Wenjia's sword down to the ground, and finally landed on her arm.

"A sword that can't even be grasped is still fit for a sword. Sword style is a way to use a sword. A heavy sword with an exquisite technique, it's too weak!"

As soon as Du Shaomu finished his sentence, he ignored the pale-faced Meng Wenjia and continued lashing towards Jin Jiawen, Tang Qian, and Lee Yao.

Jin Jiawen's and Lee Yao's weapons were both treasured swords, while Tang Qian's weapon was a dexterous curved blade that resembled a crescent moon.

"This sword technique should be gentle and tough at the same time. This move is more than ferocious, but it is not gentle enough. It is too rigid and easy to break."

"Although this sword technique is ordinary, it contains six elements. The six elements also require the hand, the eye, the body, the magic, the step, the divine shape, and so on." Although this sword technique is ordinary, it contains six elements, the six elements,

"Knife skills mainly rely on sharpness. You have a body full of gossip. Step into the ninth palace, combine your Qi with your body, combine your body with your body's form, and train like lightning. What are you practicing?"

"Crack …"

"Crack …"

"Weak, too weak!"

Du Shaomu's figure stepped out and shuttled back and forth between the six people.

In just a moment, all six of them had been whipped to the point where they could no longer get up. All of them cried out in pain.

This time, even Weng Zixuan and Xiaohu couldn't hold it back. It could be seen that Du Shaomu was hitting even harder this time.

"Your cultivation is stronger than us, and you still dare to make such sarcastic remarks, you think you have the ability to fight fairly?"

Meng Wenjia gritted her teeth as many parts of her body were in unbearable pain. She already knew that young teacher's cultivation strength was definitely above theirs and felt that it was unfair.

"How do you know that the strength I used surpassed all of you? Besides, it was fair. When someone wants your little life, will I be fair to you?"

Du Shaomu glanced at Meng Wenjia indifferently, then he glanced at the six people lying on the ground and said, "Breathe in and regulate for two hours, and then continue. Du Shaomu glanced at Meng Wenjia indifferently, then looked at the six people lying on the ground and said," Breathe in and meditate for two hours, and then continue, when the six of you can touch one of my clothes, and end up getting beaten.

The moment he finished speaking, Du Shaomu continued to jump onto the dead tree and sat cross-legged. He closed his eyes in thought and started to meditate.

"… …"

Like quicksand, time quietly flowed by.

In the blink of an eye, there were only three days left since the bet between Mu Shaodu and Yu Tao.

Mu Shaodu, along with Meng Wenjia, Jin Jiawen, and the others, had already been in the College Hunting Ground for more than ten days. They had not appeared yet, and there were not even any news about them.

Adding to that, Meng Chengjue, who was using Meng Family, was causing a ruckus in the academy. He begged to enter the hunting grounds to see the situation and look for Meng Wenjia. This caused the teachers and instructors in the entire academy to pay more attention to this matter.

But the dean had said that no one had the right to interfere with how Mu Shaodu led his students, and outsiders absolutely would not be allowed to casually step into the College Hunting Ground.

Meng Chengjue didn't have any other choice, he could only get more and more worried every day.

"It's probably lost!"

"That's very normal. How could Mu Shaodu bring Meng Wenjia and the others with him to the hunting grounds or out? He was already courting death!"

"Sigh, what a pity. Meng Wenjia, pride, even though you're so talented, you ended up getting killed by Mu Shaodu!"

"…"

Discussions filled every corner of the academy.

Many people had already thought that since Mu Shaodu had brought a few new students with him to the College Hunting Ground, there was no difference from courting death.

"..."

College Hunting Ground, bottom of the cliff.

"Swish! Swish!"

"Roar!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Seven figures intersected. Some were fierce and tyrannical with powerful fists, some were sharp blades and shadows. As they intersected, many sounds could be heard.2

"Bang, bang, bang …"

Not long after that, Meng Wenjia, Xiaohu, Weng Zixuan, and Jin Jiawen were still lying on the ground. Their hair was disheveled and their faces were pale, looking extremely miserable.

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