I don’t know if Chan Shaoting saw his sister’s gesture. After showing off his arrogant attitude, he turned around and faced Yu Qing.
Yu Qing faced it calmly, and when he really came on stage, the uneasiness in his heart quickly disappeared, leaving only a calm response.
The drums were still rumbling, and the hearts of Nan Zhu and others in the stands were tense. Wen Xin and Xiao Hong also showed nervousness more or less on their faces, and they naturally recognized who was on the stage.
Wen Ruowei couldn't help but whispered in her sister's ear, "Is everything going to be okay?"
Zhong Ruochen turned a deaf ear and did not make any response.
"Alas." Wu Tian, who was standing in the corner, sighed softly.
He also came to watch the fun. All the guests from Ding Yin District came here. There was no need for him to stay there and watch. He might as well come to watch the competition. He didn't expect that Ding Yin District came out and faced each other so quickly.
Of course, he hopes that the more people from his area will rank at the top of the conference, the better. Within a sect, you always have to find something to stand out in order to attract the attention of the higher ups.
The drumming suddenly stopped, and the whole place seemed to fall silent.
Chan Shaoting seemed to be particularly tall and straight at this time, calm and calm, and suddenly asked, "Why are you covering your face?"
There is also a chapter on thoughts and leisure, which shows how relaxed the mind is.
Yu Qing gave a reason, "I'm not used to being looked at by others."
Chan Shaoting observed his situation and asked, "Do you really want to fight me?"
Yu Qing was a little surprised and asked: "Then what will I do on the field?"
The audience in the stands were whispering a little, and they didn't know what the two contestants were talking about.
Long Xingyun was quite patient, waving his fan and waiting. He also wanted to see how strong Yu Qing was, someone who dared to make a sneak attack on him.
After Chan Shaoting hesitated for a moment, he kindly advised: "You should understand what your Longguang Sect is good at. Put down your bow and arrow. You are not my opponent, and I don't want to hurt you. The sword has no eyes. I suggest you just leave.
It’s good and you can save some face.”
It's put more euphemistically, but it actually means asking the other party to surrender directly.
Give up? Yu Qing suddenly understood why Nanzhu and Mu Aotie were unwilling to give up easily, and replied: "I still want to try."
In this case, Chan Shaoting stopped talking and stood proudly with his hands behind his back, without any intention of drawing out his sword. Virtual waves began to ripple around his body, and the virtual waves gradually refracted in the sunlight.
Those who couldn't understand, such as Wen Xin and Xiao Hong, seemed to have seen a miracle, with shock in their eyes.
A knowledgeable person can tell at a glance that this is the energy that protects the body.
But it's not that simple, floating lights appear in the virtual waves, and the shadows of swords gradually take shape, wandering around the Zen Shaoting.
Seeing this, Yu Qing moved his fingers slightly and wanted to draw his sword, but he still held back. He knew someone was watching him and didn't want him to look too embarrassed when he saw him again after all these years. Not only Nanzhu and
Mu Aotie wanted grace, and he wanted it too.
Chan Shaoting said again: "Aren't you still drawing your sword?"
Yu Qing: "You didn't draw your sword either."
Chan Shaoting glanced at the sword on his waist and replied: "The name of my sword is 'Nine Points Sword'. As the name suggests, the sword is nine thin swords in one. It can be gathered and divided. It is very sharp. When the sword is drawn out, it can easily drink blood.
, it’s better not to come out easily.”
Yu Qing understood what he meant. I can defeat you without drawing my sword, so he nodded slightly and said, "It's up to you."
Chan Shaoting suddenly took a step forward and walked towards Yu Qing. His steps were neither fast nor slow, and he was approaching forcefully.
Anyone who has seen Nan and Mu in Dingyin District will know what they mean at a glance. The reason is obvious. Those three numbers come from the same gate. Their defensive ability is extremely strong, but their offensive ability is weak. Since it is known
The flaw, this young Zen master obviously wanted to use the same method to break it.
Most of the people watching the battle didn't know what was going on. They gradually became surprised when they saw that the safe distance between the two people was getting closer and closer but they still didn't make any move.
Chan Shaoting's unhurried and strong self-confidence made Wen Xin and Xiao Hong even a little nervous, and Zhong Ruochen's hand subconsciously pinched the corner of his clothes slightly.
Whoosh, a slight sound of unsheathing came.
Wen Ruowei, who looked nervous, suddenly opened his eyes wide with astonishment on his face.
The whole place fell silent instantly, as if even the wind had stopped. Many spectators stared with wide-eyed expressions of astonishment.
Chan Shaoyun, who was clenching her fists and looking excited, had her mouth open and her eyes seemed to fall out.
Yong Zexue stood up from her seat, her face instantly turned extremely ugly, and her body was even trembling slightly.
A group of people from Guijian Villa also stood up one after another, with extremely shocked expressions on their faces.
Nanzhu in the stands couldn't help but slap his forehead with his hand, lowered his head and suppressed a smile.
From his reaction, you can guess who has the upper hand in the competition.
Yu Qing's sword was unsheathed, breaking through Chan Shaoting's protective aura, and firmly pressed against the skin of his neck.
Chan Shaoting's face was ashen, and his eyes were full of disbelief. He wanted to dodge, but he knew that the speed of his whole body movement was definitely not as fast as that of someone who was ready to attack. If he dared to move rashly, the opponent could easily scratch him.
His throat, and even cut off his head, because he had learned the opponent's sword speed just now.
Yes, he adopted the method discovered by Keran to target the weak points of Longguang Sect's abandoned disciples, but he was also prepared for any accidents, so he first used the sword to protect his body so that he could be ready for emergencies at any time.
What happened was an accident. When the opponent drew his sword and attacked, he immediately activated his protective sword to resist. Unexpectedly, the opponent's sword suddenly changed and passed through the gaps between the swords with lightning speed.
, so it became like this.
The change in the opponent's sword force at that moment was so fast that he was caught off guard. It was not until this moment that he realized that he had made a big mistake. He was too close to the opponent and could not react in time.
Most of the people present did not see the situation clearly, because the bias of Yu Qing's sword movement did not change much, mainly because the distance was too far, and not everyone could see the changes in that moment, so in the eyes of most people
, as if Chan Shaoting did not offer any resistance.
"Alas!" Shi Dao sighed softly in the stands. His injury has not healed yet.
However, he is one of the people who knows it very well. When he saw Chan Shaoting sending him forward so carelessly, he guessed that Chan Shaoting might be messing up. As expected, he was messing up.
So neat and tidy.
"Hey, there are still such fools who take the initiative to put their necks on someone else's knife."
Princess Chaoyang at the VIP table looked overjoyed.
Queen Yanyi glanced at her sideways and reprimanded: "I usually ask you to work harder and practice more, but you only know how to be lazy and play. When things get serious, your eyes will darken."
Xiang Lanxuan, who was standing by the stage, looked calm. She was not surprised at all by this result.
Xiaohong in the stands couldn't help but bend down and ask the monk sitting in front of him, "Why did you stop fighting?"
The monk in front looked back at her and said, "The victory has been decided, why should we fight? Didn't you see? With one sword to seal the throat, Zhang Zhichen's sword was already placed on the neck of that young master Chan. How about another fight? Unless Young Master Chan
Ting Xiang is almost dead."
Xiaohong was surprised, "You mean, that Zhang Zhichen won now?"
The monk in front said: "The opponent doesn't dare to fight back. If he fights back, he will die. Of course he will win."
"I didn't hear any sound or see any movement, so I won..." Xiaohong muttered, raised her body, and said to Wen Xin beside her: "Ah...he won."
The win was so unexpected that she didn't know whether she should be happy or not.
After Wu Ronggui and Xiao Changdao were dumbfounded for a while, they looked at each other. At least they knew that Chan Shaoting didn't like Yu Qing, and they didn't think that Chan Shaoting would deliberately let each other down.
The folding fan in Long Xingyun's hand stopped dead. After staring blankly at the venue for a while, he slowly shook the folding fan again. He couldn't help but cursed, "Where are you so stupid?"
He was a little angry, and wanted to use a battle to see the true strength of Yu Qing, but it was over. What could be revealed?
The sword aura on Chan Shaoting's body slowly dissipated and merged into the body-protecting aura. The aura around his body also gradually disappeared. He had no choice but to dare to act rashly again.
The look on his face became more and more miserable, and he finally sneered, "It's a good plan to deliberately let two fellow disciples expose their flaws."
If the other party insisted on thinking this way, Yu Qing had no choice but to ask, "Does it make sense to say such a thing?"
Chan Shaoting was a little unable to face such a hasty defeat, and his face was a little distorted, "Anyone who comes from Dingyin District will know that my defeat was unjust."
Yu Qing was silent. If he had to say it like this, it seemed to make sense. He glanced at Wen Xin's position. His eyes did not stop on Wen Xin, but the sword in his hand had moved away from the opponent's neck.
He moved away and said, "Draw your sword!"
Young Master Chan was startled.
Not only him, but also many people watching were surprised. After all, Chan Shaoting has not yet admitted defeat, or it has not been determined within the specified time that Chan Shaoting can no longer resist. In this case, we cannot simply conclude that Chan Shaoting has lost.
of.
Qin Fujun, who was on the presiding stage, looked back at the supervisors in the corner, and then looked back into the competition venue.
This time, even the distinguished guests at the VIP table showed some interesting looks.
In the field, Chan Shaoting, who gradually came back to his senses, asked in surprise: "What do you mean?"
Yu Qing, whose face was half-covered, said clearly: "I'll give you another chance to draw the sword."
Chan Shaoting's facial muscles twitched violently. He felt humiliated and at the same time felt the strong confidence of his opponent. He did not want to accept such a humiliating opportunity and wanted to admit defeat directly.
Then he thought of his mother's earnest eyes as he warned her, and thought that his admirer was watching from the sidelines, so he said decisively: "I can defeat you without drawing my sword!"
After saying that, he stepped away and walked away.
I already know that my opponent can draw a sword very quickly, so I don't dare to get close enough to collide with the opponent's strengths.
Before the person even landed, the waves around his body had started to rise again, and the rapidly condensed Jian Gang swam around quickly, and suddenly flew out end to end, like a flying dragon soaring into the sky.
This spectacular scene caused many screams in the stands.
Chan Shaoting, who had not yet landed, also rose into the air again, stepped on his sword in the air, and flew into the sky. The swords he stepped on were kicked out one by one, and shot toward Yu Qing like meteors.
This kind of attack looks good, but it doesn't hurt Yu Qing at all. The sword in his hand slashes left and right, making a series of bangs and vibrations, defeating the sword gangs that came in succession, and blasting the air in all directions.
Yu Qing, who broke the last sword gap, didn't even move his feet. He suddenly raised his head and saw that Chan Shaoting had reached high in the sky.
Chan Shaoting, who suddenly opened his arms high in the sky, looked up to the sky and roared with a "ho" sound. Many bright things suddenly appeared around him, and countless swords were quickly formed, as if he had spent all his cultivation skills on display.
Elder Qu in the stands stared and said: "The 'Ten Thousand Swords Guizong' of Guijian Villa!"
Zhao Dengzi stared at him and said, "Although he cannot reach the realm of his grandfather's 'Ten Thousand Swords', he is still quite impressive."
Queen Yan Yi, who was slowly sipping the tea, glanced at her and said, "With such strength at such an age, it's okay."
Chan Shaoyun in the stands recovered from the shock and kept waving her arms excitedly. She was so excited that she could not speak. All her emotions were reflected in her actions at this time.
Nanzhu and others were shocked.
Chan Shaoting, who was in the air, had already swooped down, his arms were downwards and the swords around him rushed to the ground like a meteor shower, aiming at Yu Qing on the ground to cover and bombard him.
Yu Qing, holding the slanted sword in his hand, looked up to the sky, still standing where he was.
Until the sky rain and meteors were approaching, he swung the sword in his hand towards the sky. In an instant, the shadow of the sword bloomed like a hundred flowers.
If the rain of swords could fall at exactly the same time, he might not dare to swing the sword head-on, and it would arrive unevenly, but he would dare to swing the sword to clear the clouds and see the sun.
Thirty-six swords in one breath refers to the speed combined with the Youlong Shenfa. At this time, there is no need to change the distance significantly. You only need to focus on the top of your head, and the sword speed will naturally be faster.
The bombardment was continuous and continuous, and the ground instantly trembled and roared, and the smoke and dust that exploded instantly drowned the people and swords.
While the meteor sword rain in the sky continued to hit continuously, Chan Shaoting, who fell down with a red face, really tried his best, hoping to wash away his shame with a shocking blow.
Xiao Hong in the stands was so shocked that she covered her mouth with her hands.
I don't know how many people were shocked by this scene.
The indiscriminate bombardment was about to end, and just as Chan Shaoting was approaching the ground, a violent sword cut through the surging dust, burst out from the dust, and slashed at the fallen Chan Shaoting.
Chan Shaoting turned over in the air, stepped on the thrown sword and flew away, and also fell into the billowing smoke and hid himself.
After the wild sword power broke through the smoke and dust, the remaining power also swept away, forcing the billowing smoke and dust in all directions.
The competition venue suddenly became quiet, and the surrounding stands were also silent. Looking at the dust that gradually subsided, I wondered what happened to the two people fighting among them.
Soon, two figures, who were more than ten feet away from each other, gradually emerged from the falling dust.
Soon he gradually revealed his figure.
When the dust settled, I saw that Chan Shaoting was already standing in front of a huge pit, staring at his opponent with a tense face.
There is a pillar in the middle of the huge pit, a lonely pillar of earth, and Yu Qing stands proudly on it with a slanted sword in his hand.
Everything around him was blown up, but the place where he stood did not fall.
Xiang Lanxuan, who was sitting at the VIP table, smiled slightly.
Li Chenghu rested his arm on the armrest, smiled while stroking his short beard, and said: "Standing in the same place from beginning to end without moving, this person is quite interesting."