"Let's go together, one on one, you and I are no match for Gai Nie." Jin Yao and Jing Ke came to the ring and saw Gai Nie saying the most arrogant words in a low voice.
Jin Yao was a little stunned when he heard Gai Nie's words. Is this the same low-key, reserved and reserved uncle?
But when I think about it carefully, someone seems to have said that my second uncle once said that you think I am arrogant and domineering because you have never seen my senior brother when he was young.
"Young man, don't be so crazy!" Jin Yao couldn't help it. He also wanted to know how much Gai Nie was able to use his sword.
Jing Ke wanted to stop him, but failed. He saw Jin Yao stepping on the shoulders of the three people who wanted to take the stage and flying onto the ring. The three people were directly stepped on by Jin Yao and flew out.
"How arrogant!" Jing Ke was speechless, why were both guys so domineering?
"Mo Family, Jin Yao!" Jin Yao didn't use his eyebrows, which were too conspicuous. He just took Jing Ke's sword away and saluted with it in his arms.
"My sword!" Jing Ke looked helplessly at the empty scabbard in his hand.
"Ghost Valley Zongheng, Gai Nie!" Gai Nie also saluted with his sword in hand, and his cold and proud eyes were a little more dignified.
He didn't see Jin Yao, but he could tell from the fact that Jin Yao stepped on three people and landed on the ring that he was a strong opponent.
The crowd below looked at the two people on the ring with inexplicable anticipation.
Gai Nie's long sword was erected in front of him, hidden and silent. He only saw his own sword and did not look at Jin Yao.
Jin Yao pointed his sword at an angle, looked at Gai Nie with a smile, and waited quietly for him to draw his sword.
The field fell into silence for a moment.
"He's a little overconfident." Jing Ke frowned and said.
"Sir, will you lose?" Bai Li asked hurriedly after hearing Jing Ke's words, tightening the eyebrows in her hands.
"Perhaps, Gai Nie's swordsmanship is good at accumulating momentum, and when dealing with a guy like him, you can't give him a chance to accumulate momentum." Jing Ke explained without looking back.
The breeze blew and the willow leaves fell to the ground, seeming to break the balance between the two parties.
In an instant, the cold light flashed, and the two figures disappeared from the spot, rushing towards each other quickly, and the figures became dim, while there were only countless figures and endless cold light left on the ring, so fast that no one could see them.
Not sure.
Jing Ke also held his breath and widened his eyes, not wanting to miss any details.
"Mozi's swordsmanship?" After a moment, Gai Nie took the initiative to step back and stood with a sword in one hand. He frowned slightly and looked at Jin Yao standing in the center of the ring and asked.
Jin Yao didn't explain, but looked at Gai Nie with a smile.
"You are very strong!" Gai Nie said in a deep voice. He had thought that Jin Yao was a disciple of the Mohist family and knew all the advanced swordsmanship of the Mohist family. However, he did not expect that Jin Yao could block all his attacks with just the basic swordsmanship of the Mohist family.
attack.
"Compared to your uncle Mao Sui, you are still a little worse!" Jin Yao smiled.
Listening to Jin Yao's words, Gai Nie's eyes became solemn again. This man had fought against his uncle before and was a strong enemy, so he did not hide him.
Gai Nie took action again, his sword light became even more fierce, his sword energy was like a rainbow, and he flew towards Jin Yao with great speed.
Jin Yao did not evade, and slowly drew out his sword. Although the sword was slow, it appeared in the direction of Gai Nie's attack every time, forcing Gai Nie to change his sword moves.
"Is this guy so strong?" Jing Ke looked at Bai Li in surprise.
In the eyes of others, Jin Yao was forced to fight back and kept getting beaten, but he could see clearly that it was actually Gai Nie who was at a disadvantage.
Although Gai Nie kept attacking, many times he was forced to give up by Jin Yao when his sword was halfway out. He could only forcefully change the sword movement, otherwise he would have been defeated by Jin Yao.
Bai Li looked confused. She didn't know who Jin Yao was, let alone the realm of martial arts and who were the masters. This was also the first time she saw Jin Yao take action, so she nervously held the long sword in her hand.
, for fear that Jin Yao would get it.
"The Mohist swordsmanship is worthy of being the best defensive swordsmanship in the world. Gai can't break through Sir's defense, so he only has one sword. Sir, be careful!" Gai Nie once again took the initiative to step back and said solemnly.
"Please!" Jin Yao's answer was only one word.
"Oops, this is out of anger. This guy Gai Nie is actually forced to use Guigu Zongheng's stunt, the Hundred-step Flying Sword!" Jing Ke wanted to step forward to stop him, but he didn't dare. This is the arena, he
Stepping forward to stop him is breaking the rules and insulting the warriors on stage, so he can only do it in the audience.
I saw Gai Nie holding a long sword in his hand on the ring. He once again condensed his sword intention, sword energy and sword heart. The three merged into one, focusing on the sword. Finally, the long sword was released, like a dragon roaring and shooting toward Jin Yao.
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It was too late, but it was soon. Jin Yao watched the Hundred Steps Flying Sword shoot towards him, as if a dragon was tearing towards him. He slowly closed his eyes, and the ink-colored aura danced around his body, entwining around his long body.
On top of the sword, the long sword was also slowly handed out.
"Ding~" There was a crisp sword chant, and the tips of the two long swords faced each other.
The Hundred Steps Flying Sword moved forward inexorably, and the long sword in Jin Yao's hand kept bending, sparks flew from the tip of the sword, and the harsh sound of the sword's advancement continued to be heard.
"Dang~" The long sword shattered and was carried back by the sword energy of the Hundred-Step Flying Sword. The fragments continued to shoot towards Jin Yao.
"Be careful!" Gai Nie saw the broken sword in Jin Yao's hand and hurriedly warned him.
"Be careful!" Jing Ke also said at the same time.
However, as soon as the voice fell, he saw Jin Yaosu swinging his hand in a circle, sweeping away all the sword fragments, and then punched from bottom to top, directly and violently hitting the Hundred Steps Flying Sword, hard
Shengsheng bent the long sword, smashing the sword energy attached to the long sword, and the long sword was bent into the air.
"You lose!" Jin Yao retracted his fist and looked at Gai Nie.
"Gai did not lose unjustly!" Gai Nie cupped his fists and saluted and admitted defeat. The Hundred Steps Flying Sword was broken, and he no longer had the inner strength to fight again. He was convinced of the defeat.
It's just that Gai Nie didn't expect that Jin Yao was actually a master of horizontal training. He used his horizontal training to smash the Hundred Steps Flying Sword into pieces.
"Next time, Gai will definitely win!" But Gai Nie doesn't think that he will definitely lose next time. This time, he just doesn't know whether the opponent is a horizontal martial artist.
"You will still lose next time because I didn't use all my cultivation!" Jin Yao said calmly, and suddenly his momentum was released instantly, and the inner aura of the Minggui realm surged out, forcing Gai Nie to retreat continuously.
He stopped after three steps.
"The eighth level of Mozi, Minggui!" Gai Nie, Jing Ke, and the surrounding crowd all looked at the young man in black and white lining on the field in astonishment. At such an age, he had actually cultivated the Mohist mental techniques to the realm of Minggui.
"Let's go, someone wants to invite you and me to drink!" Jin Yao then smiled, looked at Jing Ke and asked, "Isn't that right, the wine master!".
"Ah~ yes~" Jing Ke was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly.
"Okay!" Gai Nie also managed a rare smile and followed Jin Yao out of the ring.