The system takes me to pretend

The whole place was quiet.

The mighty genius, how could he lower his head one day and ask someone younger than him for advice?
Everyone showed extremely unbelievable faces, as if they had seen a ghost.

Looking at Young Master Mo, his attitude is very sincere, and he doesn't feel that such behavior has lost his face at all.

He is a person who is extremely passionate about swords, and now a person with extremely high attainments in the way of swords appears in front of him, completely conquering him, and letting him let go of his arrogance.

Su Hao couldn't help but be a little surprised when Mo Yaoshao suddenly lowered his posture and begged himself humbly.

You know, a minute ago, this guy was still a talented person with his tail up to the sky.

Due to the fact that there were so many people present, and because Young Master Mo had sincerely asked, Su Hao was not stingy, and said indifferently, "Watch me move!"

During the words, a sword light flashed in Su Hao's eyes, and with a move with one hand, Mo Yaoshao's long sword suddenly came into his hands, turned around, and swung the sword out.

"call out!"

The moment the howling sound sounded, an arc of sword energy was like a waning moon tearing through the air, shooting out of the void from the tip of the long sword, the speed was as fast as a glimpse.

There was only a 'click' sound, and the powerful blade directly hit a huge boulder outside the field. In an instant, rubble splattered and the sword energy scattered.

Amidst the dust, a sword mark was carved on the boulder, almost five meters deep.

If the boulder was not thick enough, Su Hao's sword could completely cut through the wall and cut through the void.

After doing all this, Su Hao looked at Young Master Mo and asked, "Can you see something?"

"You must be single-minded when swinging a sword!" Young Master Mo's eyes flickered, as if he understood something.

Su Hao was startled, and gave Mo Bully a look of admiration.

Even though this Young Master Mo Huai was arrogant, when it came to knowledge of swordsmanship, his talent was not low.

"I observed that you used Qingfeng swordsmanship before, and I asked you, what is Qingfeng?"

"What is Qingfeng?" Mo Yaoshao was taken aback for a moment, then frowned.

Su Hao's question made him a little confused.

The breeze is the wind, so what is the wind?
For a moment, this question lingered in Mo Yaoshao's mind, echoed in his mind, and was entangled endlessly.

Seeing the bewildered look in Young Master Mo's eyes, Su Hao turned his wrist, and the long sword turned into sword shadows, appearing from nothingness and disappearing from reality.

The sword light gathered and condensed into sword qi, which surged like a gust of wind.

Young Master Mo's pupils shrank, and the figure of Su Hao in his eyes exploded, leaving only a breeze blowing on the competition stage.

A faint breeze...

light breeze...

The mighty breeze...

frantic breeze...

All kinds of winds were blowing in his eyes, and in the center of the winds, Su Hao stood slowly, surrounded by countless winds.

The world around Su Hao was filled with the breeze and its whistling sound.

"What is Qingfeng?"

"Whether it's a weak breeze or a frenzied breeze, their essence is wind."

"Wind is a special substance. It is everywhere and pervasive. Even if you try your best to resist it, it can still invade your world."

"Only by integrating swordsmanship into the world of wind can we create a true Qingfeng swordsmanship!"

As soon as the words fell, Su Hao's figure was faintly visible in the eyes of Young Master Mo, and then became clearer and clearer.

A gust of wind seemed to pass through Su Hao's eyes, and the moment he swung the sword, it seemed to bring a gust of breeze to blow.

When the sword fell, there was no shadow of the sword, only a faint breeze blowing out, which seemed a little weak.

However, three seconds after the breeze blew out, it suddenly turned into a strong wind.

The gust of wind seemed to have an order, and they gathered on Su Hao's long sword one after another. When Su Hao swung the long sword, a terrifying wind blade shot out from the long sword.

In the blink of an eye, the wind blade cut through the boulder with lightning speed.

There was a cracking sound, and dust rose from the rubble.

Young Master Mo Hua took a look, and couldn't help but gasped.

This time, all the boulders were cracked, and the land swept by the sword energy and wind blade was completely destroyed.

"This is the real Qingfeng swordsmanship!" Mo Yaoshao took a deep breath, his eyes full of shock.

I really didn't expect that Su Hao's ability to understand swordsmanship has reached such a subtle level.

The sword just now, even if it is a master of swordsmanship, it is difficult to achieve, only those who have mastered the profound meaning of swordsmanship can do it.

"Thank you for the appointment, senior!" Resisting the shaking in his heart, Mo Yaoshao immediately bent down and clasped his fists.

He used to feel that the Qingfeng swordsmanship was not enough, but because no one pointed it out, it seemed flashy.

After seeing Su Hao displaying the real Qingfeng swordsmanship today, he finally realized that his swordsmanship is good, and he really benefited a lot.

Su Hao was stunned, unable to laugh or cry: "Senior, I don't dare to be my senior. You are older than me. To be honest, you are almost as good as my senior."

"The way of swordsmanship respects the strong, and only the strong can be seniors, regardless of age." Mo Yao shook his head and said resolutely.

"Senior has such a deep understanding of the profound meaning of the sword, and has reached the point where the sword is one with the human, and he can be called a swordsman!"

Su Hao: "..."

Although I know this guy is praising me, why do I always have the urge to punch him?

Clasping fists together and bowing, Young Master Mo took the sword, walked off the arena, and walked away.

He now has a higher understanding of swordsmanship, and he also believes that as long as he studies for a few days, he will be able to look completely new.

By that time, his strength will truly become the No.1 of Yaolong organization.

Su Hao smiled knowingly, and didn't say much.

He really doesn't know how to use swords. Rather than saying that he has a high understanding of swords, it is better to say that he has the innate power of a peerless master.

With just one glance, he can use his talent to analyze any martial skill and bring forth new ones.

Without this innate power, it would be impossible for him to understand swords.

Everyone who witnessed this scene looked at each other in blank dismay, and a strong shock erupted immediately.

"Hiss, the arrogant and boundless Young Master Mo actually called Su Baigao a senior?"

"It must be a senior. This Su Baigao's understanding of kendo has reached the top level. No one in the Yaolong organization can match it."

"It's really scary. At first, I thought that Mo Haoshao could defeat Su Baigao, but I didn't expect such a situation. Su Baigao's strength can already be called Yaolong No.1."

"He is only in his early twenties, and he has already reached this point. Given time, he will definitely be the candidate for the next Dragon King."

………………

Discussions sounded one after another, almost overturning the entire Martial Arts Plaza.

All eyes were on Su Hao, with expressions of admiration, fear, jealousy and so on.

At the back, no one paid attention to the duel between Pu Nian and Xiao Yingying.

In fact, the duel between Pu Nian and Xiao Yingying on the martial arts arena was very boring. The two seemed to be old friends, and they didn't plan to give their full strength at all. They talked while fighting, which made people very anxious.

At the back, Xiao Yingying directly conceded defeat.

This scene made many people feel dissatisfied.

"I have accepted a mission, can you come and work with me as a team?" Xiao Yingying asked with a smile as she walked down the stage.

"It's an honor to be able to travel with the beauty." Pu Nian smiled lightly and did not refuse at all.

Some of Xiao Yingying's suitors saw the two having a happy conversation, their teeth were clenched, and the envy and jealousy in their eyes couldn't be measured in numerical units.

The top ten will face off, two will abstain, eight will compete, four will win, and four will be eliminated.

Next, it is the competition between the top four.

These two games will be more exciting and hearty.

"Axe Xixi and Su Mucheng, these two confront each other, I don't know which one is stronger."

"Whether Pu Nian is strong or weak, if I tell Su Bai, I feel like I will lose."

"I don't think so. Pu Nian is the only one who hasn't shown his full strength so far. I have a sixth sense that this Pu Nian is not weaker than Mo Hua Shao."

"What kind of sixth sense are you fucking a man talking about?"

"This depends on sexual orientation. If I like men, then am I not a woman?"

"666, step on the right foot with your left foot, you can go to the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun, Xiu'er, is that you?"

………………

Amidst the noisy voices, Jia Taolu and Ma Heyao looked at the top four on the stage, their eyes flickering.

"Taotao, how confident do you think Fellow Daoist Su is in facing Pu Nian?"

Jia Taolu was stunned for a moment, and said in astonishment, "Aren't you a loyal fan of Fellow Daoist Su? How could you ask such a question?"

"I think that Pu Nian was not simple. Like Su Mucheng, his body seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, which he couldn't see through." Ma Heyao said solemnly.

Jia Taolu was quite surprised.

It was the first time he saw Ma Heiyo showing such an expression, and he couldn't help being surprised at Pu Nian for a moment.

Looking through the notes, there are not many records about Pu Nian, just the information of these few games.

"Is this Pu Nian really strong?" Jia Taolu looked at Pu Nian, who was standing on the No. 2 competition platform, with a loose body, and his brows were full of doubts.

Looking at the competition platform No. 1, Su Mucheng was standing on the competition platform holding a flute.

In her eyes, there was no trace of cowardice, even if the person she was fighting against was Amnesty Xixi.

"I thought it was Su Baigao who was fighting, but I didn't expect it to be you. It's okay, after defeating you, it's good to compete with him again." She Xixi held the Erlong Xuanhua axe, looked at Su Mucheng, His eyes were full of fighting intent.

He knew that this girl with a graceful figure was definitely not weaker than himself.

As soon as the game started, the sound of the curling flute could be heard slowly, passing through the long years, it was still the same as before.

Seeing this, She Xixi did not hesitate. The Erlong Xuanhua Ax spun a circle in his hand, and cut out from top to bottom like a storm. A giant ax condensed in the void, making a sonic boom, and the overwhelming rush To Su Mucheng.

Su Mucheng was not in a hurry, the flute continued to sound, and the power of the notes gushed out like ripples, and the waves came, and the fallen leaves were split in half in an instant.

This force and the giant ax collided together, and everything was shattered.

With a flash, She Xixi rushed straight up, and the Erlong Xuanhua Ax soared into the air, as if it could cut through all obstacles.

Seeing that the ax was going to slice her head, Su Mucheng moved her ten fingers together, and the sound of the flute was up and down, loud, melodious, intense, and reverberating continuously.

The ripples of endless musical notes turned into whirlpools, stopping Erlong Xuanhua Axe in mid-air.

"Zheng!"

Erlong Xuanhua's ax was so sharp that it forcibly split the ripples into cracks. He wanted to go further, but was swept away by the vortex and collapsed.

A counter-shock force struck, and She Texixi took several steps back before stabilizing her body.

The two fought, and for a while, they were evenly matched!