High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late-Chapter 130 - 121: Power of 40% Sword Momentum, Human Great Sage

Chapter 130: Chapter 121: Power of 40% Sword Momentum, Human Great Sage

On the tenth night, Li Yue once again unleashed his Sword Momentum without reservation.

This time, Su Mu’s eyes sparkled with a light, a Battle Intent, a thrill of excitement for the challenge.

Li Yue keenly sensed it. If it were someone else, Grandmaster Li Yue would feel provoked, but the person before him was Su Mu, after these days of engagement.

He understood that Su Mu was a natural Martial Artist, a monster of Cultivation. Such a person’s mindset is pure, which is to challenge the strong.

"Uncle Li, I want to try!"

"If you’ve thought it through, then go ahead and try."

Sword Momentum is the manifestation of Martial Arts Will; a contest of Martial Momentum is a clash of energy, spirit, and mind. Once defeated, one might suffer a backlash, which Su Mu is very clear about.

Previously, he had crossed Sword Momentum with Shi Hao. At that time, he didn’t actually fall behind, but Shi Hao personally had no intention of competing.

Su Mu understood very clearly that in the preliminary rounds, and in the subsequent Huaxia national selection, talents would emerge endlessly. There would be no shortage of geniuses who have mastered Blade Qi, Sword Momentum, and Spear Momentum.

If he were to keep moving forward, he would inevitably face such people. He must prepare early.

For this reason, suffering a backlash first might actually be a good thing. Failure can keep one grounded and foster growth, which is how he has progressed all the way.

The next second.

A Sword Momentum, very different from Li Yue’s, spread over Su Mu’s body, domineering and unstoppable.

In an instant.

With the emergence of the second Sword Momentum, the atmosphere within the martial hall became tensely charged. As soon as the two Sword Momentums touched, they exploded into a fierce clash.

Ah.

But soon, Li Yue’s face showed amazement. He found it somewhat strenuous to suppress Su Mu’s three and a half percent Sword Momentum with his own four and a half percent. This was very unusual.

Li Yue, after being promoted to Grandmaster, assumed the role of President of the Shenjiang City Martial Arts Association, and he hadn’t sparred with anyone for over a decade. This time, even though his opponent was only a Fifth Level Martial Artist, Li Yue’s competitive spirit was ignited.

The majority of Martial Artists are inherently combative!

The opponent was Uncle Li, a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Su Mu had no burdens; he was merely a challenger. Thus, he advanced relentlessly, and his Sword Momentum seemed to respond to Su Mu’s Will, becoming more and more vigorous.

"Good boy."

Li Yue also began to get serious, his somewhat clouded eyes flashing with sharpness.

Boom.

Centered on the two men, the backlash of the Sword Momentum duel spread, shaking the dust in the martial hall and causing the branches and leaves of the large locust tree planted outside the courtyard to tremble chaotically, making the sound of a storm.

For a moment, some of the yellowing old leaves of the locust tree flew, raining down in a yellow shower, while the remaining green leaves survived the storm.

New replaces old, a natural cycle.

A moment later, the storm subsided, the trees calmed, and a layer of pale yellow carpeted the ground.

Inside the main hall, both the old and the strong were laughing.

A trace of blood trickled from the corner of Su Mu’s mouth, but his eyes became even brighter, while Li Yue coughed a few times, a look of disbelief on his face.

"Su Mu, tell me honestly, how much is your Sword Momentum?"

"It should be almost four percent."

Li Yue had guessed as much but couldn’t hide his amazement when he heard Su Mu confirm it.

That’s right, upon learning about the pressure of the Martial Arts Family, and after training in the water, along with Li Yue’s unreserved exposure to deeper Sword Momentum.

This breakthrough brought Su Mu’s Sword Momentum directly to nearly four percent, not the three and a half percent Li Yue had guessed.

"No wonder, no wonder you dared to challenge me in the end, but well done. It’s been a long time since I felt this exhilarated." Li Yue felt gratified; being the President of the Shenjiang City Martial Arts Association was both an honor and a shackle, causing his Martial Arts to stagnate.

In this regard, Li Yue was somewhat envious of Su Mu. He had long learned from Luo Cheng’s mouth that Su Mu had refused two invitations, one from the Vice City Lord of the base and once from the City Lord.

Su Mu’s Martial Arts Heart is incredibly firm.

That night, Li Yue left the martial hall with a face full of gratification and expectation.

Su Mu stayed at the martial hall for another day, training in the water during the day. At night, he leaped out from the water, and before leaving, he looked towards the mountain peak behind the waterfall.

He climbed the waterfall, entered the deep mountains, and soon a forest of peculiar stones appeared before him. His eyes glowed; even without approaching the stone forest, he could sense the many special auras within it.

The strange stones in the forest came in an infinite variety of forms, but the commonality was their enormity, standing three to four meters tall, many with marks left on them.

There were fist imprints, knife marks, spear marks. Standing among them, he could confirm the many unique auras he felt were indeed Martial Momentum.

Su Mu’s eyes closed slightly as he carefully sensed it, and scenes of the martial hall’s disciples practicing in the stone forest appeared in his mind. In a daze, sounds echoed in his ears.

It was an extremely prosperous scene.

But everything has its rise and fall; now the martial hall was in decline.

Su Mu opened his eyes, pressed his hand firmly on a stone, and found it extremely hard.

"The hardness of this stone is no less than the Training Camp mannequins."

"Let’s try a slash."

Su Mu drew out a Fourth Level Long Saber. This saber had not been imbued with any Blade Qi. Taking a deep breath, this time he chose the Inner Breathing Technique.

His Qi and Blood surged internally, but this time, he was not underwater, and there was no multiplied gravity shackle. Su Mu felt an unprecedented strength.

Like a fish in the sea, a bird in the sky, unrestrained.

He drew the Long Saber, the Sword Momentum spread and then condensed into the sword. The Long Saber hummed, spitting out almost solid Blade Beams.