Xiang Zhen suddenly closed his eyes among the people waiting for the draw under the main stage.
The moment Yu Qing swung the sword, he seemed to be touched by something. He closed his eyes and slowly recalled the scene of the sword. He even started to make gestures with his hands slowly. After opening his eyes, there seemed to be something in his eyes.
Doubt, showing a bit of confusion.
His gestures with his hands among the ten people naturally hindered others and attracted their attention.
Others asked: "Brother Xiang, what's wrong?"
Xiang Zhen stared at Yu Qing in the field and said hesitantly: "It seems that he has no real intention."
Others didn't understand what he was saying and asked, "What do you really mean?"
Xiang Zhen hesitated to speak. When his vision touched Yu Qing's sword, he seemed to feel a kind of sword intent, but he was not sure. He closed his eyes to recall and replayed the gestures, but he couldn't figure it out.
What is sword intention? It means that when the sword wielder has mastered the sword to a certain level, and has become proficient in using the sword or has broken through to a certain level, he will understand an unconventional way of expression. The sword can be moved at will.
One's own will.
It can be said that practice makes perfect, or it can be said that it is extraordinary. In short, it is no longer an ordinary slashing and killing with a sword.
He knew that it was a very advanced way of expression, and he didn't quite understand it himself. It was just that the moment when Yu Qing waved his sword just now seemed to stir his heartstrings, making him seem to have some kind of illusion. At that moment, it seemed that
He saw the threshold he had longed for.
The problem is that it seems difficult for people who have not cultivated to the realm of Shanxuan to reach that threshold, so he himself doesn't know if his feeling is wrong.
And he wasn't a talkative person, and he didn't interact with many people. Besides, he wasn't sure, so he didn't say anything and continued to silently watch Yu Qing's every move.
The person asking the question suddenly felt as if his face was warm and his butt was cold. He raised his hand and scratched his forehead, but was speechless.
The first drumbeat to urge the battle stopped, and instead of fighting, the two opposing sides seemed to relax.
Yu Qing slowly lowered the sword in his hand.
The sword in Shi Dao's hand slowly lowered, as if he was relieved, staring at the other party with confused and complicated eyes, and after a long while he swallowed, "You..."
I don't know what to say next.
The opponent's sword just now followed his perspective and was struck from his perspective. He seemed to understand it, but he didn't seem to understand it.
He clearly saw Yu Qing swinging a sword, and at the same time he clearly saw Yu Qing swinging three swords at him.
One move was clearly seen, and three moves were clearly seen.
So he himself couldn't tell what the situation was.
If it was an illusion, the energy being touched around him was real. With his current level of cultivation, he could not even notice the invisible energy rolling around him.
So he was shocked again. At this moment, in such a short period of time, he could fire three moves in a row. How fast must it be?
He didn't know that Yu Qing's sword draw was so fast that he could unleash thirty-six swords in one breath. This was in conjunction with the use of Youlong's body skills, abandoning those movements and only sending out a sword in a small area in one direction.
Three swords are not difficult.
What Shi Dao was puzzled about was, could the three swords at such a fast speed be tolerated by his wrist?
Although the three moves just now were not large-scale sword moves, he knew very well that although the sword moves were small, if the speed was so fast, if the wrist could not control it, it would directly injure the wrist, or even directly paralyze it.
Drop your wrist.
This is why the higher the cultivation level, the more likely it is to control faster shooting speeds. Only when the body's inner cultivation level is high can it be controlled.
He felt that the speed of the opponent's three moves just now should be controlled by someone who has reached the realm of Shangxuan. However, the organizer of the Chaoyang Conference should not help do such a trick, and the opponent's age seems to be too
It is unlikely that he has broken through to the realm of Shangxuan.
What he didn't know was that the swordsmanship that Yu Qing practiced was a little different from other swordsmanship practices. The first thing he practiced was the technique and movement.
The technique is called Dragon Capturing Hand. As the name suggests, the hand that can capture the dragon has extraordinary explosive power and endurance.
Therefore, Yu Qing is fully capable of changing sword moves at such a fast speed.
Of course, what Shi Dao was more confused about was why he saw one sword and then three swords.
That's because he didn't know that Yu Qing was already practicing the second move of Fengchen Sword Technique.
The Thirty-six Swords in One Breath is just the first move. What Yu Qing wants to practice now is to combine the thirty-six moves into one and turn the complex into simplicity.
It's just that I haven't mastered it yet, and there is still a long way to go. The sword just now was just a combination of three relatively simple swords.
The so-called three swords in one are not the three moves or one move that Shi Dao saw.
It seems that there is only one move, but there are three moves.
It can be said that one move is real and two moves are fake, it can also be said that all three moves are fake, it can also be said that all three moves are real, or one of the three moves is always real.
These three moves are actually sword intentions, which are both nihilistic and can be transformed into reality. They do exist and can be felt by people.
Jianyi told Shi Dao that he could use these three moves to attack him at the same time.
And Yu Qing's shooting speed can actually be achieved, it just depends on whether he wants to do it or not. This is the three-sword-in-one that he is now dabbling in.
When one day, he strikes out with one sword and his opponent can instantly feel the thirty-six swords approaching, it means that he has practiced the thirty-six swords in one!
This is a state. Shi Dao currently has no concept of this threshold, so he couldn't figure out what was going on for a while.
But Shi Dao already understood the meaning of the opponent's sword.
The opponent is different from his accomplices who can only defend.
The opponent is telling him with his sword, once I attack, can you stop me?
This was also the reason why Shi Dao had cold sweat on his forehead. The other party had advised him, but he refused to listen and wanted to die. Fortunately, the other party was merciful. If it were someone with a temper... he would be really scared!
According to the situation in the competition venue, from the outside, it seemed that the two were about to give up.
Chan Shaoyun in the stands was a little unwilling to accept it, and hurriedly clenched his fists and said: "Hit, beat that man named Zhang, don't stop, why don't you stop?"
"Stop yelling!" Yong Zexue scolded from the side, staring at the court and saying: "Looking at his opponent, he seems to have suffered internal injuries."
"Ah?" Chan Shaoyun was surprised and immediately stared at it carefully.
In fact, many people could tell from Shi Dao's complexion that Shi Dao was injured. As for the real reason why the two sides stopped fighting, basically no one present could tell.
It’s not just because of the distance between the two people in the stands and the competition venue, it’s not just because of the viewing distance and angle, or whether it’s possible to feel it up close and personal.
Of course, these are also important reasons, but the real reason lies in the realm and whether you realize it at that moment.
Those with that level, or those with a clear mind, can understand it in an instant. Otherwise, if you miss it, you will miss it.
Because Yu Qing drew his sword very quickly, he retracted it as soon as it came out, in that fleeting moment.
Shi Dao said the word "you" and paused for a long time before sighing: "It seems that Brother Zhang is not only good at drawing lots, but also has extraordinary strength."
Yu Qing knew that he understood. He glanced around and said calmly: "You were not defeated by me. You gave up because of internal injuries."
Shi Dao was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant, and said with a wry smile: "Okay, I understand."
He sheathed the sword, slowly turned around, and then flew away. After a rise and fall, he flew out of the field, flew to the stands and sat down, then covered his mouth with his hand and coughed a few times.
"Ah, Shi Dao gave up?"
"Why did you admit defeat before the fight started?"
"It seems that he was seriously injured in the last round of competition."
"Tsk, tsk, this is really unlucky. As long as you draw the eight empty numbers, you will be promoted even if you are injured, but, alas!"
"Did you see that this Zhichen is just lucky? Even if he wasn't allowed to draw lots, a seriously injured one would appear in his hand. He could not pass a single move and still advance to the next level."
"No one else is so lucky."
There was a lot of noise and discussion in the stands.
Chan Shaoyun couldn't help but stand up, and a bunch of angry words came out of her mouth. She was unwilling to let such a person be directly promoted.
Xiang Lanxuan, who was not gregarious and sitting alone in the open space, glanced at the people chatting nearby. A look of disdain flashed in her eyes. When she looked at Yu Qing, who was alone in the field, there was a hint of interest.
He muttered to himself again, "The most talented person in the world..."
The lottery players waiting under the main stage also started whispering among themselves. Wu Ronggui also broke the news to everyone waiting together that Shi Dao was indeed seriously injured, causing everyone to praise Yu Qing's good luck.
Only Xiang Zhen turned his head and stared at Shi Dao, who had returned to his seat. He heard everyone saying good luck, and he looked at Yu Qing who was waiting for the result in the field. His eyes were very solemn and he said softly,
"He might be a master!"
Others looked at him, maybe because he spoke softly, maybe because they couldn't wait for his last words, or maybe he didn't like communicating with others, so it was as if he had never said anything.
Wu Tian on the stage looked back at the supervisors of his faction. If they had no objection, he would declare Yu Qing the winner according to the rules.
Unexpectedly, Qin Fujun suddenly stood up, motioned for him to wait for an announcement, and said to the people around him: "I'm going to ask that Shi Dao to find out what's going on."
Sun Lianxing replied: "That Shi Dao is indeed seriously injured. We have quietly treated him here before, but I didn't expect that he couldn't bear it without even passing the attack."
Is that so? Qin Fujun frowned and turned to look at Yu Qing. Somehow, she always felt that this matter was not that simple when it happened to that wretched mustache. She felt that there might be something wrong with the conversation between the two on the court.
So she flew away anyway, flew to the stands, found Shi Dao, and asked, "What's going on?"
Shi Dao was stunned for a moment. He was very surprised and said: "I gave up according to the rules. Is there any problem?"
Qin Fujun: "If there are any other reasons, you can tell me, such as encountering coercion. In short, I guarantee that Kunling Mountain will make the decision for you."
Intimidated? Shi Dao smiled bitterly and said: "Even if he is seriously injured and thinks he is no match for him, shouldn't he admit defeat?"
Because the results were not announced for a long time, the eyes of the whole audience were also focused at this time, wondering what was going on.
Yu Qing, who was waiting in the field, was also fed up. He didn't know what this woman meant, and she felt like she was deliberately looking for trouble.
Fortunately, Qin Fujun didn't get the result he wanted, so he could only accept the result and return to the stage.
Afterwards, Wu Tian naturally announced Yu Qing's victory.
Xiang Lanxuan in the stands also stood up at this time, stared at Yu Qing who came on stage and laughed, "It's a worthwhile trip."
After speaking, she turned around and left. She wasn't even interested in watching the second competition or anything like that.
I don’t know if I can stick to two updates tomorrow. Thanks to the big red flowers of “Flying 321” for their support!