Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Reaching out to the young man on the left on the high platform, Han Muye said lightly, "In this round, Ling Juezong Qi Tao will win."

Although his voice was not loud, the powerhouses in front of him who were paying special attention could hear it.

"Hey, I don't know why the little friend said that?" In front, a Daoist with gray hair wearing a blue cloud pattern robe turned his head, looked at Han Muye, and said with a smile.

"Pin Dao Ling Jue Zong Qi Mingyuan, I'm curious how the little friend sees that Qi Tao can win."

"The old man is also curious, how can the little friend decide that I will lose this game to break the Huajian faction." Another old man in Ge Yi with a simple face also turned his head, and his expression was not displeased, just plain.

The others were more or less focused on Han Muye.

Han Muye also did not expect that the two elders he commented on were sitting in front.

A little embarrassing for a while.

He turned his head and saw Tuobacheng's expressionless face, while Zhao Pu looked at him curiously, and seemed to be wondering why he was so sure.

Since it was Tuoba Cheng's test, Han Muye no longer flinched.

"The two people on stage are not the top elites in their respective Sects. From the record, they have similar qualifications and Cultivation Base understanding."

Han Muye put his hand on the page in front of him and spoke loudly.

Zhao Pu nodded.

It was because the difference in strength between the two was completely invisible on the page, so he didn't dare to judge.

Don't say shame, say it wrong.

"But my generation of sword cultivators should have Sword Qi sword bones."

"At this time on the stage, Qi Tao's physique and momentum are obviously better."

"As Master Tuoba said, he has the courage that a strong man should have."

Zhao Pu was stunned for a while, then looked up at the high platform.

Sure enough, when the battle just started, the two who were supposed to be evenly matched, the battle situation was completely one-sided.

Between Ling Juezong's Qi Tao's long sword swinging and closing, Sword Qi vertical and horizontal.

The person on the opposite side was completely suppressed and retreated step by step.

"Really, really..." Zhao Pu whispered softly.

The masters in the front row also nodded slightly.

Ling Juezong Qi Mingyuan turned his head towards Han Muye and cupped his hands with a smile.

On the high platform, there is no suspense in the battle situation.

But ten strokes, Qi Tao's long sword rolled, and picked off the sword in the opponent's hand.

The result of this fight was exactly as Han Muye predicted.

"Ling Juezong Qi Tao, win." The host on stage shouted loudly.

Many of the people sitting in the front row turned their heads and looked at Han Muye a few more times.

Among the young disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, it is not easy to have such a precise vision.

"Hehe, little friend, I wonder if you can comment on Qi Tao's game?" Qi Mingyuan stood up, looked at Han Muye with a smile, and then stretched out his fingers to the two people standing on the high platform.

Is this pushing yourself the business of reviews incentivizing winners?

Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

The people who commented before were all the strong people in the front row. Cultivation Base should be the Foundation Establishment, or even the master of the situation.

These people are experienced and vicious, and even if they talk in general terms, they are a bit dry.

Compared to these people, Han Muye's qualifications and experience are as thin as a blank sheet of paper.

"Junior Brother Han, say a few words."

Zhao Pu said aloud, looked ahead and said, "My Nine Profound Sword Sect is hosting this gathering. If there are truly outstanding elites, we are willing to vigorously cultivate them."

Han Muye heard Zhao Pu say yesterday that for the young elites in the Sect, they really have good aptitude and temperament.

This is an investment.

When this person grows into a master, he will definitely pay back.

Moreover, it is also beneficial for Jiu Xuan Sword Sect to cultivate more masters in the Sect.

In the practice world, there is a Karma. Those who have taken resources will mostly be close to Jiuxuan Jianmen in the future, and those who contribute to Jiuxuan Jianmen are regarded as pro-Jiuxuan faction.

Hearing Zhao Pu's words, Han Muye nodded with a smile.

Zhao Pu is telling him that he can comment casually, anyway, in the end, it only counts if the real resources are suppressed.

Even if you are boasting about people like a flower, they will not really appreciate you much.

"Cough-cough-"

Standing up, looking forward, Han Muye coughed lightly.

Immediately, the two people on the high platform and those who were watching the battle were attracted by him.

Qi Tao and the people around him were taken aback.

Such a young disciple of the Nine Profound Sword Sect came to comment on this battle?

The disciples of the various sects watching the battle below looked at Han Muye, and all kinds of discussions quietly rose.

Han Muye looked about the same age as them. Although he was wearing the inner disc of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, was he qualified to comment on the battle situation?

"Who is this? The Inner Sect master in the Nine Profound Sword Sect?" Someone whispered suspiciously.

"I don't know, it's probably a strong man, haven't you seen Zhao Pu, the elite of the Nine Profound Sword Sect's Inner Sect, sitting on an equal footing with him?"

"Junior Brother Han..." Under the high stage, Lu Qingping looked at Han Muye who stood up, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. "Hey, it's him." Lin Yuxia's eyes lit up with a long sword in her hand.

"It's him!" Under the high stage, the young boy who had seen Han Muye in the Suzhen Building yesterday was taken aback and exclaimed in a low voice.

Another young man behind him narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Muye on stage.

"Hey, Senior Brother Han is actually going to comment on this battle." Not far from the stage, where a group of Outer Sect disciples from the Nine Profound Sword Sect gathered, a curious Qiao Qinger said with a smile.

On Qiao Qinger's side, the pale Huo Ping lowered his head, holding the long sword tightly in his palm, his fingers turning white.

"Ling Juezong Qi Tao."

Han Muye spoke.

Qi Tao on the high platform was busy cupped hands.

"You are cultivating your Ling Juezong swordsmanship Jue Yun, right?" Han Muye said again.

Qi Tao looked up at Han Muye.

All these information were recorded before participating in the competition and reported to Jiuxuan Jianmen.

There was a flash of disappointment on his face. He thought he could get some pointers, but looking at it now, it is estimated that it is impossible.

"This guy has some skills, he can see what kind of swordsmanship Qi Taoxiu has." Under the high stage, someone spoke in a low voice.

"Cut, that's on record. Maybe this guy can't say anything. Read it according to the record." Someone said disdainfully.

The originally noisy scene slowly quieted down, waiting for Han Muye to continue to comment.

Han Muye looked at Qi Tao with both eyes, and in his mind, the cloud of swordsmanship kept flashing.

"Your swordsmanship is pretty good. You've already arrived at the Realm where Yuntao gathered and scattered." Han Muye's next sentence made Qi Tao's complexion pale.

The Ling Juezong strongman Qi Mingyuan in front of Han Muye also changed his expression.

"It's just that your foundation is still not strong enough. If you want to reach the turbulent state, you still have a long way to go." Han Muye spoke again.

Qi Tao stared at Han Muye, cupped fist's hands trembling slightly.

"Little friend, I don't know if you could be more specific?" Qi Mingyuan turned around and cupped hands towards Han Muye, then whispered, "Qi Tao is a dog."

Hearing his words, Han Muye smiled lightly.

No wonder this guy is so caring.

Waving his hand, Han Muye looked at Qi Tao: "If you want to cultivate to the top, you need to practice your steps."

pace?

Qi Tao nodded slightly, cupped hands, ready to thank him.

Regardless of what Han Muye says is true or false, it is always a suggestion.

At this moment, Han Muye suddenly said again: "Of course, if you want to cultivate to the turbulent Third Stage, hard work is useless."

Qi Tao opened his mouth with a blank expression on his face.

Qi Mingyuan trembled all over and bowed to Han Muye: "Little friend, can you really cultivate to the Third Stage of Cloud Jue Sword?"

He looked up at Han Muye and smiled without saying a word, and said in a low voice, "If you can point out the third stage of swordsmanship, I, Ling Juezong, would like to give out 100,000 Spirit Stones."

100,000 Spirit Stones!

Zhao Pu turned to look at Han Muye, as if he didn't know him.

"It has nothing to do with the party fight, let's talk about it after the end."

At this moment, Tuoba Cheng, who had been silent for a long time, made a faint voice.

Finish talking.

Qi Mingyuan hurriedly formed cupped hands towards Tuoba and sat back to his original position.

what's the situation?

Under the stage, countless people looked astonished.

The voice of the question and answer on the high platform is not small, but anyone with a keen sense of hearing can hear it clearly after the Qi Condensation period.

Han Muye not only pointed out the swordsmanship, but also mentioned the obstacles to the subsequent practice.

Even the masters of Ling Juezong have to spend 100,000 Spirit Stones to buy this advice.

Doesn't this mean that it is worth a hundred thousand Spirit Stones to get his advice?

Under the stage, the eyes of the disciples of the various sects who were about to take the stage were shining.

"It will be my turn to take the stage in a while. I want to see if he can point me." A tall and straight young man whispered with a long sword in his hand.

"This Senior Brother Han is really capable." Qiao Qing'er whispered, attracting many people around her to nod, only Huo Ping's expression was even more ugly.

Han Muye smiled slightly, then looked at the two people on the high platform who were about to step down.

"Duanhuajian sent Fu Zhou, in fact, your defeat is a bit wrong."

With a word from Han Muye, the two on stage turned around again.

Fu Zhou, who was defeated, didn't expect to get a comment, so he looked at Han Muye and bowed slightly.

The Duanhua Sword Sect old man who was sitting in front also turned around and looked at Han Muye.

Want to comment on the losers?

Offstage, everyone looked at Han Muye again.

Han Muyeben

I don't want to force play.

Just something he had to say.