The two swords intersected, and Li Qing quickly took a step back and looked at the black sword in his hand. He saw that the sword body was intact as before, without any trace of damage.
Sure enough it can!
After all, Yitian Sword was borrowed from Zhong Wen. In the previous battle, Li Qing was afraid that the sword would be damaged, so he always unconsciously avoided Xiao Wenjian's divine sword, which had some influence.
Seeing that the weapon was still intact, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and a stone finally fell to the ground in his heart.
Xiao Wenjian looked at the Sun God Sword in his hand, then looked up at the sword in Li Qing's hand, the surprise in his eyes flashed away.
The two of them just paused for a moment, and then started fighting with each other again. This time, Xiao Wenjian felt that Li Qingjian's momentum was obviously much higher than before, and he was actually at a disadvantage.
"How is that possible!" Xiao Qing slapped the tea table next to him with his right hand, causing the tea cups and trays to jump up at the same time, "What Li Qing is holding is definitely not the 'Fish Sword'!"
"Father, the color of the sword in Li Qing's hand is somewhat similar to the sword that Zhong Wen lent to Xue Pingxi earlier." Xiao Qingqing suddenly said. He had been fighting with the dragon-slaying sword at close range for a long time. As for the color of this sword, he
Very impressive.
It’s Zhong Wen again!
This annoying guy is really everywhere!
In recent years, the Xiao family and his son have been very popular and successful, but unexpectedly they suffered one after another at the hands of a young boy.
The father and son looked at each other and saw the surprise, anger and helplessness in each other's eyes.
Li Qing let go of his hands and feet, and his sword came out like a dragon, instantly breaking the evenly matched situation, occupying 70% of the offensive force on the field, and gradually putting Xiao Wenjian at a disadvantage.
Xiao Wenjian's pressure surged, his shooting space became smaller and smaller, and every sword shot felt sluggish, and the haze of failure gradually enveloped his heart.
Am I really inferior to him?
Xiao Wenjian stared blankly at Li Qing's stabbing sword.
This sword carried unparalleled momentum and the angle was extremely tricky, making it seem inevitable to avoid it.
Lost, lost again!
Xiao Wenjian seemed to accept the fate of imminent defeat and slowly closed his eyes.
A blue silhouette suddenly appeared in his mind, as gorgeous as a fairy in the sky, overwhelming all the beauty.
The fairy held a moon-white sword in his hand and stabbed him in the chest.
The power of the sword was like lightning, carrying the aura of death, and instantly swept him into the endless abyss.
No, I can't lose!
The fairy's shocking sword strike kept repeating in Xiao Wenjian's mind, and a violent aura surged out from his body, instantly covering the arena.
He suddenly opened his eyes and stabbed forward seemingly slowly with the long sword in his hand.
It was obviously Li Qing who made the first move, but the long sword in Xiao Wenjian's hand arrived later and arrived one step faster than him, forcing Li Qing to retreat with his sword.
Li Qing took a step back, his mind calm, he adjusted the long sword in his hand slightly, and struck at Xiao Wenjian's left shoulder cunningly.
Seeing that he was about to be hit, Xiao Wenjian's pupils expanded and he slowly stabbed out the sword with his right hand again.
I don’t know why, but this seemingly slow sword actually reached Li Qing’s chest first.
Li Qing was sweating slightly on his forehead. He twisted his body violently and narrowly dodged the attack of the sword. He felt that the opponent's moves were extremely mysterious and elusive.
After two rounds, Xiao Wenjian seemed to have mastered the trick and began to counterattack with his sword. Every move seemed slow and weak, but it forced Li Qing to retreat continuously, without even the slightest ability to counterattack.
"This, this is!"
Master Jiu's mouth opened wide: "This boy's swordsmanship actually has a faint trace of 'Tao'. His Highness is probably in danger."
"Jiu Lao, what is 'Tao'?" Li Yan was the lowest in cultivation and was confused.
"Your Highness, your cultivation has reached the point where I am, and it is meaningless to just pile up spiritual power." Venerable Jiu explained, "If you want to go further, you need to find your own way of cultivation. I have this
At such a young age, he can only touch a trace of the 'Tao', but he has never been able to get in. Xiao Wenjian has actually reached this stage at such a young age. Such a genius is truly unheard of."
"Xiao Qing gave birth to a good son." Li Jiuye stared at the two people in the ring and said rather depressedly.
The situation on the field changed, and Xiao Wenjian had the upper hand in an instant. He slowly thrust out one sword after another. Li Qing kept retreating and took a defensive position with the long sword in his hand, which was very difficult to deal with.
The arena was not big, so Li Qing retreated step by step, and soon he was at the edge of the arena, in a desperate situation with no way to retreat.
Won!
Xiao Qingqing clenched his fists tightly, rarely losing control of his emotions, showing a look of excitement.
He originally thought that Li Qing had been tricked, Xiao Wenjian could easily win the championship, and whether he had calculated mentally or not, he would probably be able to defeat Xue Pingxi and return to the top ten on the list.
However, the whole process was full of twists and turns, completely unexpected. Under the interference of the magical young man Zhong Wen, his father's and his own plans frequently failed, and they almost fell short.
Seeing Xiao Wenjian being restrained by Li Qing, this resourceful "passionate young man" lost his mind for a time and completely gave up hope. Unexpectedly, his eldest brother, who had never really placed hope in him, launched a desperate counterattack and defeated King Wu Li with his magical swordsmanship.
Qing was beaten until he was unable to fight back.
Is this the power of concentration?
For a brief moment, he actually envied Xiao Wenjian's purity.
In the past, he always thought that those who work hard govern others, and those who work hard govern others. At this moment, he suddenly realized that when personal power reaches a certain level, it may be enough to break the shackles and dominate the world.
At this time, Li Qing's feet were already stuck to the edge of the ring. He saw Xiao Wenjian's sword stabbing his chest. Although the sword was extremely slow, its trajectory was completely unpredictable, and he could not find any way to deal with it.
If you take another step back, you have to step out of the ring. According to the rules of the competition, you will lose the duel.
And if he refused to retreat, he would definitely be killed or injured by Xiao Wenjian's indestructible sword moves.
At this moment, cousin Li Xuefei's eyes red from crying appeared in front of Li Qing.
I will never let this beast Xiao Qingqing get his wish!
He suddenly stopped retreating, raised his head suddenly, straightened his chest, and looked straight ahead.
If you can't even protect your loved ones, even if you escape intact, what's the point!
Li Qing's eyes shone with determination, and he took a step forward with his right foot to meet the long sword in Xiao Wenjian's hand.
Memories from childhood to adulthood were like a revolving lantern, and scenes passed before Li Qing's eyes.
"Your Majesty, the Third Highness is an unparalleled talent, which is rare to meet in a hundred years. He will definitely take that step in the future and become an unparalleled legend!"
This is what the first cultivation master said to Li Jiuye when Li Qing was five years old.
"Your Majesty, His Highness's understanding of how to cultivate has already surpassed that of my minister. Any further teaching will be a waste of time. It's time to find another good teacher for His Highness."
When he was sixteen years old, Li Qing's second master, "Midnight General" Zeng Rui, said that all he had learned had been emptied by him, and there was nothing left to teach him.
The next year, Emperor Li Jiuye personally took him to the Holy Land. After testing Li Qing's aptitude, the master of Wendao Academy was surprised and allowed the third prince to learn the "Nine-Five Supreme" which only the emperor himself could practice.
sword".
The grade of the "Nine-Five Supreme Sword" is between platinum and gold, and it should not appear in the world.
At the age of twenty-three, Li Qing broke through the barrier between heaven and man, stepped into the world's coveted Heavenly Wheel realm, and became the youngest Heavenly Wheel master in the Daqian Empire. He set an unprecedented record and shocked the world.
Another year later, he met Xiao Wenjian, the "Sword Master" who was one year older than him and equally astonishingly talented.
Wen Wu was first and Wu Wu was second. As expected, the two peerless geniuses met against each other.
Few people know the outcome of that battle, but after that, Xiao Wenjian abandoned his sword and embarked on a journey to find the magic weapon alone.
After that, Li Qing effortlessly defeated Lian Yunfei, the "plum-breaker" who was ranked first on the Daqian Heroes List at the time.
From that day on, the number one position on the Daqian Heroes List has never changed again.
Prince Wu Li Qing was respected by the entire Da Qian as the strongest man of the young generation.
The world may think that the Third Highness must have gone through countless hardships to accomplish this series of unimaginable feats, but in Li Qing's heart, these achievements are really unchallenging and do not cause him even the slightest trouble.
The world of genius is definitely beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
Facing Xiao Wenjian's strange and traceless swordsmanship, Li Qing felt for the first time in his life what it meant to hit a wall and what it meant to be powerless.
It turns out there are things I can’t do.
Xiao Wenjian's long sword was getting closer and closer to his chest, and Li Qing felt a strange feeling in his heart, which was a little helpless, a little novel, and a little excited.
The moment he made up his mind not to retreat, his mind became clear, the cells in his body began to activate spontaneously, and the scene in front of him seemed to have undergone subtle changes.
Xiao Wenjian's swordsmanship is still mysterious and difficult to understand, but it is no longer as completely traceless as it was just now.
He instinctively waved the sword in his hand.
"Ding!"
Seeing that the sword was about to pierce Li Qing's chest, at the critical moment, the two swords finally collided together again.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
When Xiao Wenjian saw that the long sword was swung away, he did not stop and continued to attack fiercely with his sword. Li Qing stared straight ahead, his eyes a little distracted, as if he was wandering in the sky, but the long sword in his hand could always block Xiao Wenjian's offensive at critical moments.
"well!"
The Wine Master suddenly raised the gourd and took a sip, laughing loudly and saying, "The talent of His Highness is indeed unparalleled in this world!"
Li Jiuye let out a long breath, leaned back slightly on the back of the wooden chair, and reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. For a moment just now, he thought Li Qing was going to lose, and he was so nervous that his heart almost jumped from his mouth.
come out.
Xiao Qingqing held the broken folding fan with both hands, and with too much force, the fan handle made of cold iron "squeaked".
Why can't you all just comply with my wishes and become a stepping stone for the rise of the Xiao family?
His face was pale, and his teeth were clenching. Looking at Li Qing, who was so resilient and unwilling to fall, he felt irritated.
Little did he know that there was someone in the audience who was even more depressed than him.
Obviously the time traveler is me, why do these two people on stage look more like the protagonists than me?
Zhong Wen looked at the miraculous performance of the two people on the stage. The thumb and index finger of his right hand were at a right angle, stroking his chin, puzzled.
This chapter has been completed!