Landing in the Fantastic World

His sword swing was very slow, making people look light and light, just like a three-year-old brat dancing with a gun and a stick.    

The sword moves were completely different from the Dawn's Nine Extreme Sword in the sword code.    

The surrounding youths who were bitterly imitating the sword moves could not help but be attracted by Mu Yu's strange sword dance method. They all cast dumbfounded and mocking gazes.    

"What is this person doing? Is he practicing Dawn's Nine Extreme Sword? Why does he look like a woman?"    

"Hahaha... If you can't understand the sword code, then you can't understand it. No one will laugh at him, but who is he putting on an act for?"    

"You don't understand. When a sword technique reaches the extreme, it can reach the realm of returning to simplicity. It seems like a casual strike, but it actually contains the Grand Dao... Haha, I'm almost unable to fabricate it myself."    

"If it was a Sword Saint, perhaps he would be able to return to simplicity, but just based on him, it's laughable."    

"Actually, I'm still very grateful to him. I originally thought that an idiot like me would be at the bottom, but I didn't think that there would be someone even worse than me who would compete with me for the position of the bottom."    

Seeing Mu Yu like this, sarcastic remarks flooded towards Mu Yu like a tide.    

Even those who had gained nothing previously and were incomparably depressed were amused after seeing Mu Yu's clumsy demonstration. Inexplicably, confidence surged in their hearts.    

Seeing Mu Yu's miserable appearance, Feng Weitian, who had already practiced the fourth sword move, also stopped his sword practice and looked at Mu Yu with a mocking gaze.    

"Trash! What a waste!"    

The corner of Feng Weitian's mouth curled into a cold smile, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart, "With your talent, you still dare to speak so arrogantly and shamelessly. If it wasn't for that mysterious man secretly attacking me, with just you alone, how could you possibly injure me?"    

Mu Yu was immersed in his state of mind. He didn't hear any of the voices outside.    

His hands continued to move without stopping. In the eyes of outsiders, he was waving his hands in a very clumsy manner.    

However, inadvertently, the body of the sword began to emit a faint white mist.    

The wisps of white mist were extremely transparent under the intense sunlight. No one could detect them.    

The white fog left Mu Yu's sword and merged with the ground.    

After absorbing the power of the white fog, the yellow grass raised its withered 'head'. The yellow color of its body had been completely cleansed, and it was once again glowing green. It had returned to its lively state.    

However, no one noticed this tiny change.    

When the six hours were over, Mu Yu finally stopped waving his sword and opened his eyes.    

At this moment, he felt that the Dawn's Nine Extreme Sword had not cultivated for six hours, but three years.    

The ten great elders of the Northwest Spiritual Academy were arranged in a row, and each of them went forward to display the Dawn's Nine Extreme Sword that they had comprehended during these six hours.    

The first one to go forward to demonstrate was a fat man.    

His expression was somewhat panicked, and he could only brace himself. He picked up his long sword, and imitated the first sword strike of the cat and tiger.    

The sword move seemed to be twisting and twisting, without any momentum at all.    

The leading white-robed elder among the ten great elders shook his head. His eyes were filled with disappointment. He waved his hand casually and said, "You haven't even learned the first sword move. It's too bad. Go on, you'll score 20 points."    

Giving this fatty 20 points was already giving him a lot of face. With Fatty's standards, giving him 0 points was not an exaggeration.    

"Next!"    

The second person to demonstrate was a youth who had just mocked Mu Yu.    

He walked to the front of the ten elders, picked up his long sword, and immediately waved it.