259 Goodbye Flying Knife!
"Qin Mo Sheng."
Fang Youdao read out after Zhang Hexi surrendered. Different from the previous dullness, Qin Mo's victory over Zhang Hexi was completely beyond Fang Youdao's expectation.
Not only was he not expected, it was Qin Mo who made the breakthrough in the battle, which was unbelievable.
When passing by Qin Mo, Fang Youdao couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "You guy, what level of Dugu Nine Swords training have you reached?"
"The third paragraph?"
Fang Youdao is also one of the hundred people who have understood the Dugu Nine Swords. He naturally understands the difficulty of practicing this elemental skill.
Since comprehending the first paragraph, Fang Youdao often ponders and understands the Tao, almost treating it as another major elemental skill to practice. Without him, the Dugu Nine Swords are too powerful. When practiced to the extreme, it can break many elemental skills.
The general outline of the Dugu Nine Swords can be transformed into thousands of ways.
But no matter how hard he practiced, Dugu Nine Swords still stayed at the first stage.
No progress at all.
This is not because Fang Youdao is not talented enough, but because this elemental skill is too difficult to improve.
However, it is difficult for him to improve Yuan skills. Qin Mo, a second-grade martial artist, has reached the third level of practice?
Qin Mo did not deny it and nodded slowly.
abnormal.
Fang Youdao couldn't help but stare, panting like an ox.
Damn it, I still want to hear what you said, but I was just lucky that I broke Zhang Hexi's Qianjun stick technique with one sword.
A real breakthrough?
Damn it.
"For today's young people, is it as easy to practice earth-level Yuan skills as eating and drinking?"
Qin Mo could still hear Fang Youdao muttering as he left.
…
"Qin Mo, we win."
"Really won?"
"Nonsense, Zhang Hexi has already died, how can he still be false? Don't donate your eyes."
"..."
Under the ring, the literary club members and freshman martial artists who supported Qin Mo, including Shan Xin, Cheng Xi, and others all had cold sweat on their foreheads. It felt unreal.
If Qin Mo knew, he would probably vomit blood.
Do you support me, Qin Mo?
I won, but you think it’s unreal. Should I lose?
When Xu Lan saw Zhang Heqi coming off the field clutching his shoulders, he said: "I guess he broke through, otherwise he wouldn't have won."
Pang Bo held it in for a long time, "As my disciple, have you made too much progress?"
Pang Bo wanted Qin Mo to perform better, and it was best to injure Zhang Hexi, but he didn't ask you to win.
Even if you win, you still have a breakthrough in your skills.
…
"Ten minutes' rest, next game, Qin Mo versus Gu Jiujiang."
Fang Youdao glanced at the arena and said, "I have to remind you that if Qin Mo wins this match, Qin Mo will be directly elected as the next president of the martial arts club."
Directly elected as president.
This was prescribed, and the martial arts and literary masters who were watching were not surprised.
"Come on Gu Jiujiang."
"If Senior Brother Jiujiang can beat Qin Mo, will he still have to compete with Zhang Hexi?"
"With Zhang Hexi's current physical condition, if Brother Jiujiang can defeat Qin Mo, Brother Jiujiang will definitely win the next game."
"..."
There are not many martial arts masters who can see Qin Mo's breakthrough in the ring.
Most students still guessed that Zhang Hexi was too careless and was stabbed by Qin Mo's sword.
After a great battle, although Qin Mo recovered from the demon crystal, his body was somewhat damaged after receiving so many sticks from Zhang Hexi.
Ancient Jiujiang was in its heyday.
ten minutes later.
Gu Jiujiang slowly walked towards the ring.
Qin Mo stared at Gu Jiujiang's figure. He had a feeling that Gu Jiujiang was more difficult to deal with than Zhang Hexi.
"start!"
On the ring, as Fang Youdao's voice fell, Gu Jiujiang struck directly, hitting Qin Mo with his short stick.
Different from Fang Youdao's long stick, the attack range of the short stick is much smaller.
But at the same time, it is also much more flexible.
Small and flexible, this is the advantage of short sticks.
The disadvantage is that it is not as long as Qin Mo's sword.
An inch long, an inch strong!
Qin Mo also made full use of the length of the sword and stabbed Gu Jiujiang's chest directly. The tip of the sword was a little brighter, and the cold light flickered.
Dugu Nine Swords has a spear-breaking style and can also evolve into a stick-breaking style, but the short stick in Gu Jiujiang's hand is only half the size of an arm, making it difficult to restrain. Using the Dugu Nine Swords normally is enough to give Qin Mo an advantage.
boom!
The long sword collided with the short stick, and at one point, a metallic sound exploded. Qin Mo felt his arm go numb, and a special energy penetrated into his arm.
"What Yuan Technique." Qin Mo's face darkened, and he felt the energy rushing around in his arms. Although it was not fatal, when fighting against a martial artist of Gu Jiujiang's level, the slightest mistake could lead to defeat.
Not to mention arm cramps.
Although it was not a cramp, Qin Mo's arm was no different from a cramp at the moment, or even more serious than a cramp.
…
Under the arena.
Pang Bo said calmly: "The Yuan skill practiced in Jiujiang is the Thunder Stick Technique. The Yuan Qi can simulate electric current to penetrate the opponent's weapon and attack the arm. You should know this news, right?"
"Didn't you tell Qin Mo in advance?"
"Tell him, Qin Mo should be prepared, right?"
Xu Lan replied: "I can tell him, but what about next time?"
"A martial artist is originally in a life-and-death battle. If he were in a different dimension, who would tell him his opponent's moves and strength?"
"If we really lose, it's because Qin Mo's skills are inferior to others."
"How about you take 3,000 merit points? When will you give them to me?"
Pang Bo's face suddenly looked as uncomfortable as a toad. Who would have thought that Qin Mo would suddenly break through in the battle.
These 3,000 merit points were lost in vain.
When Peng Jiashu heard 3,000 merit points, the corner of his mouth twitched and he said nothing.
…
On the ring, Qin Mo took advantage of his feet and rolled backwards.
boom!
The next second, a short stick slammed under Qin Mo, the arena shook, and cracks spread like a spider web.
Qin Mo's face was ugly. He had no idea that Gu Jiujiang's Yuan skills were so evil.
The vitality attached to the short stick was like an electric current. As soon as there was a fight, his arm would be torn apart by the incoming vitality.
This feeling is so unbearable!
"It should be transmitted to my sword when the weapons collide, and then transmitted along the weapon to invade the arm."
Qin Mo glanced at the electric energy on the sword blade that had not completely dissipated. As long as they had a fight, they might be hit by Gu Jiujiang's electricity.
Please change your name, don’t call it Gu Jiujiang, call it Yang Yongxin.
Gu Jiujiang didn't pause at all, and struck down with another stick. His speed and strength all exploded again.
"Gu Jiujiang's Yuan Technique seems to be able to generate electric current. It is a Xuan-level advanced Yuan Technique, Thunder Stick Technique. Qin Mo's Yuan Technique seems to have no effect on Gu Jiujiang."
"It's not that it doesn't work. It's because the energy can be transmitted as soon as the weapon comes into contact. It's not a real electric current. It's probably useless even if Qin Mo wears gloves."
Shan Xin, Cheng Xi and others were all embarrassed and said that they were not opponents in the first place, but Gu Jiujiang's Yuan Skill was still a very evil Yuan Skill.
how to spell?
"Be careful!" Suddenly, Cheng Xi shouted loudly.
On the arena, Gu Jiujiang struck down with another stick, and the black energy flowed like flowing electricity, swallowing Qin Mo.
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At this moment, a wisp of cold light penetrated through the current energy, leaving a bone-deep knife mark on Gu Jiujiang's arm like a stream of light, continuing to Gu Jiujiang's throat.
Chapter completed!