Han Muye stood under the sword light, his expression calm as if he was casually conversing rather than engaging in a sword fight.
On the opposite side, Zhu Yong and Gong Shu still exuded a strong fighting spirit, but it was not as overwhelming as before.
"Great swordsmanship. With your skills, you can earn a place in my Xuntian Hall," Zhu Yong looked at the sword light above Han Muye's head, a hint of admiration appearing on his face.
Only through actual combat could one perceive the strength of Han Muye's swordsmanship, which was as deep as an abyss and as vast as the sea.
It was currently two against one, with Gong Shu and himself. They weren't exerting their full power, but their cultivation level was suppressing Han Muye to some extent. However, Han Muye appeared just as relaxed and at ease, clearly still concealing a lot.