At the same time, he made a stroke in the air with his pen!
"Wielding the brush and splashing ink!"
Truman flicked his wrist seemingly casually.
The brush left a long trail of ink in the air.
"The brush moves like dragons and snakes!"
Truman gathered his soul power in his hand, gripped the brush, and once again swiftly wielded it in the air.
One after another, seemingly abstract black ink symbols appeared, forming a vivid and magnificent landscape painting in front of Truman!
The black ink seemed to come alive, and it began to move, like coiled dragons and snakes, or like streams of black ink flowing in the air, winding and flowing around Mu Xun!
Mu Xun glanced around and twirled his long sword around himself.
The sword's azure light swept across the four seas, cleaving through the black ink!
But the black ink was like flowing stream water; even if ripples appeared when the sword energy passed over it, it would quickly gather again and return to calm.
The black ink quickly bound Mu Xun's hands, feet, and body...
A black, sharp blade pierced through Mu Xun's waist, instantly leaving a trail of blood!
Mu Xun is injured!
Whether it was the audience, the contestants, or the leaders of various universities watching the competition in the Sky Eye Room, everyone couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
To be able to injure and draw blood from a disciple of Guigu is something that no contestant in many competitions has ever accomplished!
Mu Xun frowned slightly. The ink gathered more and more, completely enveloping him. It was as if he had fallen into a pool of ink and was being submerged, having the strength but being completely unable to escape.
"All rivers flow into the sea!" Mu Xun raised his longsword and finally used the third move of his Ghost Valley style!
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