Hearing this, everyone around turned to look at Yao Dingli.
They didn't understand what he meant.
Jiang Sheng asked in confusion, "Old Yao, what do you mean? What did this kid lie to us about?"
Yao Dingli looked down at Xu Mu. "He must possess a very powerful concealment technique. His cultivation realm is definitely not just at the early stage of Grandmaster."
"So that's how it is."
Jiang Sheng was overjoyed. This Xu Mu had truly exceeded his expectations.
Not only did he know alchemy and formations, but his own strength was also this formidable.
His granddaughter really hit the jackpot to meet a man like Xu Mu.
"No matter how strong he is, the Qi he just used was only at the early stage of Grandmaster."
Ning Kai said from the side, "This Zhengde Faxie Sect is indeed quite impressive."
He was already convinced.
It wasn't unjust that Huang Dazhuang lost to Xu Mu back then; he was simply outmatched in skill.
There was nothing wrong with admitting that.
Not only that, but he actually started having thoughts of recruiting him.
Jiang Zhenqi took out his phone, opened an app, and checked Xu Mu's information.
Then he smiled and said, "Anyway, the profile says Grandmaster, so he's most likely at that realm. It's unlikely that he's at the Mortal Shedding realm and deliberately wrote Grandmaster."
"How could the Mortal Shedding realm be so easy to reach? Our sects pour everything we have, using top-tier resources and cultivation techniques, and in the end, we've only managed to cultivate a few young Mortal Shedding experts."
Wang Chi sat to the side, looking at Xu Mu below as he spoke.
"That's true. At his age, it's absolutely impossible."
Dong Chengdao nodded in agreement.
Down below the arena.
Xu Mu walked straight to his seat. He could feel countless pairs of eyes staring at him from all around.
After he sat down, Dai Xingluo blinked at him. "Brother, that punch just now was so handsome. You were simply the embodiment of power."
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"It was alright."
Xu Mu smiled and shook his head.
"Xu Mu, I really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be this strong now..."
Before Jiang Huihui could finish speaking, she noticed her name appearing on the arena screen.
And her opponent was a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect named Zhou Hao.
Jiang Huihui slapped her cheeks forcefully and walked toward the arena.
Above the white clouds.
Jiang Zhenqi smiled and looked at Jiang Sheng. "Old Jiang, I bet your granddaughter will win this round."
"Hehe, I hope so. It mainly depends on how much perseverance this girl has."
Jiang Sheng said with a smile.
The others around also nodded secretly. They knew about the Jiang family's Heaven-tier cultivation technique.
It was completely about surviving through desperate situations; the heavier the injuries and the more blood shed, the stronger one became.
If Jiang Huihui could withstand the physical pain and injuries.
Then, with the enhancement of this technique, she could unleash power far beyond her realm.
In the arena.
Zhou Hao looked at Jiang Huihui and smiled. "Jiang Huihui, I won't show you any mercy."
"Why waste your breath? In a situation like this, you wouldn't show mercy to anyone."
Jiang Huihui walked toward Zhou Hao with her hands in her pockets.
Seeing this, a longsword appeared in Zhou Hao's hand. He remembered that a junior brother from his sect had previously participated in Jiang Huihui's martial arts tournament for marriage.
He remembered that back then, Jiang Huihui's realm was far from Grandmaster.
However, someone like her was obviously boosted by Jiang Sheng using medicinal pills.
Whoosh!
Zhou Hao turned into a streak of light and attacked Jiang Huihui.
Bang!
Jiang Huihui kicked away his longsword, causing his arm to deviate.
Swish!
Taking advantage of the opening, Jiang Huihui closed the distance. With a light leap, she drove her knee into Zhou Hao's chin.
Zhou Hao instantly felt his head spinning. He staggered backward but relied on his instincts to slash around continuously, preventing Jiang Huihui from pursuing further.
But Jiang Huihui still charged straight ahead, delivering a kick to his heart.
Boom!
Zhou Hao's body flew backward on the spot, crashing heavily onto the ground. Blood was already spurting from his mouth.
Just as Jiang Huihui prepared to continue her pursuit, Zhou Hao was teleported out by the surrounding elders.
A few large words appeared above.
Jiang Huihui wins.
Then came thunderous applause. It had to be said that there was always a sense of free-spirited elegance to Jiang Huihui's fighting.
"This girl, why does she feel even more of a show-off than me? She kept her hands in her pockets the whole time and never took them out."
Xu Mu sat there, watching Jiang Huihui walk toward him.
"This woman is too confident in herself. She'll suffer a loss sooner or later."
Fu Jinyu looked at Jiang Huihui in the distance. "Her movements are all like dancing on the edge of a blade. The slightest carelessness will result in injury. She doesn't need to push it to such extremes at all."
Xu Mu revealed a faint smile. "Sister Empress, what if she's not afraid of getting hurt?"
Fu Jinyu really hit the nail on the head. The reason Jiang Huihui's fighting style looked so good was precisely because she danced on a blade's edge.
Not even using her hands, operating at the limit every time—it was incredibly stylish.
The main reason she acted this way was that she wasn't afraid of getting hurt. Her cultivation technique made her stronger the heavier her injuries were.
She actually wanted to get hurt on purpose, but alas, her opponent couldn't inflict any damage on her at all.
At this time, Jiang Huihui had already sat back down in her seat.
"Huihui, you're even more of a show-off than me? I can't tolerate this. Next time, I'm going to show off too."
Xu Mu gave Jiang Huihui a thumbs-up.
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"Hehe, just good luck. Zhou Hao isn't a disciple of the five major sects, and his strength has only just entered the Grandmaster realm."
Although Jiang Huihui said this, she was still very happy inside.
The battles continued.
After a few consecutive rounds, Dai Xingluo finally took the stage.
Her appearance also attracted the attention of countless people. Currently, the members of the Zhengde Faxie Sect still maintained a perfect winning record.
The match began.
Dai Xingluo drew her longsword and instantly ended the battle.
When facing experts of the same level, everyone on Xu Mu's side could instantly defeat them.
After finishing the battle, Dai Xingluo returned to her seat.
At this time, in the back row of the audience, Wang Hun, wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, watched all of this with a calm expression.
"Zhengde Faxie, there really is an expert backing Xu Mu."
Wang Hun rested his cheek on his hand, revealing a smile.
...
Now, everyone no longer underestimated the Zhengde Faxie Sect.
However, the top experts of the five major sects also achieved instant kills.
For example, Ning Mei of the Strength Court, Wang Zichong of the Spirit Palace, and so on.
In the blink of an eye, the Grandmaster level began its second round.
The people from the five major sects were using their battle refusals to try and get them into the main tournament.
Some people had already used up their two chances, but in the end, they were still matched with experts.
Nobody wanted to fight experts, but someone had to fight them.
This time, Meng Wanyue and Dai Xingluo were ahead of Xu Mu, and their opponents both voluntarily refused.
This proved that the reputation of the Zhengde Faxie Sect had already been established.
But even so, Meng Wanyue and Dai Xingluo both easily advanced to the main tournament.
After that was Jiang Huihui. This time, she encountered an expert at the mid-stage of the Grandmaster realm.
She successfully advanced after taking a wound.
Finally, Xu Mu's name appeared in the arena again, and his opponent was Wang Fugui.

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saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"