Su Qinian showed a bit of interest. The technological development of this world is equivalent to that of China at the beginning of the 21st century, but it has penetrated the way of swords into people's daily lives. A professional league like this is
It was something he had never heard of, and it might be a bit of a performance, but it could be seen that those who stepped into the ring still had some real skills.
Soon, on the other side of the ring, a middle-aged man with a shaved head, nearly two meters tall, as strong as an ox, and with a fierce temperament, walked up dragging a long saber.
Even across the TV screen, there was a ferocious aura rushing towards me. The voices in the stands on three sides were stagnant, and then soon erupted into even louder cheers and screams.
"Gu Jing, the director of the city's iron swordsmanship club, is forty-two years old. He was originally a director of the city's professional swordsman federation. However, he was demoted to an ordinary member because of his ruthless attacks and killings." Qi Yun
Fei's tone was slightly condensed. He didn't seem to like this person very much, but he did not hesitate to praise him. He added, "In the past few years, it was rumored that he went abroad to join an international mercenary organization. He was absent from the city's professional league for three consecutive years. After three years, someone came back.
I saw him in action in a private room at the Zhantie Sword Hall, and I concluded that he has reached the ninth level of professional power and that his technique of Zhantie Sword has reached the advanced level."
"The Liangyi Sword is good at defeating the strong with the weak, using slowness to defeat the fast, leveraging strength to strike, and is good at the changes of yin and yang. The Zhantie Sword is wide open and close, and is fierce and fierce. It is derived from the ancient battlefield swordsmanship. If it is a single
In terms of historical inheritance, it is better than Liangyi Sword, but it is easy to learn but difficult to master. In terms of sword skills, Zhan Tie Dao may be slightly restrained, but women usually have slightly weaker energy and blood, plus three years of international mercenary career
, the outcome of this game..."
Qi Yunfei didn't say any more, and glanced at Su Qinian carefully, her pretty face flushed slightly, she was so excited that she got a little carried away.
clang!
At the edge of the ring, the referee sounded the gong to start the game.
Gong He, the Liangyi Dao, was motionless. The silver-white blade in her hand was sharp and sharp. It was a short knife two feet long. She held the knife across her chest, drew a semicircle with her left foot, and stared at Gu Jing in front of her.
Under the ultra-clear camera lens, even the sound of footsteps could be clearly heard. Gu Jing, the iron-cutting sword, moved almost immediately. Unlike his name, the iron-cutting sword gave off an extremely tragic momentum as soon as it started to operate.
, he stepped fiercely, and with a thud, the granite arena shook violently twice. A distance of tens of meters was spanned in an instant with the snap of a finger. He seemed to be hit by a strong wind, and the four-foot-long horse-killing sword struck down with force, but there was no sound.
Breathing, the bright red blade seemed to glow with blood and disappeared from the sight of 99% of the audience.
Clang, clang, clang!
The sound of blades clashing together, like rain hitting banana trees, a gust of attack, several times louder than the sound of the gong at the beginning of the game, a series of sparks splashing, and the harsh sound of gold and iron mingling exciting the spectators on three sides of the stands.
, and let out an even more deafening cry.
Gu Jing's sword skills were too strong and sharp, and his strong body did not limit his speed at all. With his footwork, he turned the most tricky angles with the smallest amplitude, and instead relied on his huge body to envelope Gong He.
Inside, he struck with a knife so fast that even the shadow of the knife could hardly be seen clearly. Only wisps of light red knife light flashed from time to time. The sound of the blade impacting did not match the frequency of the knife light flash, and was obviously a few beats slower.
"Sonic Knife!"
Qi Yunfei's eyes lit up. This is a kind of sword cultivation. It does not refer to specific sword moves. If the speed of the sword reaches or exceeds the speed of sound, it can be called a sonic sword. Generally speaking, it can only be used after reaching the seventh level of the profession.
It turns out that over the years, professional swordsmen's job titles have been divided into very complete measurement standards. Sometimes, from some characteristics, it can be judged that a swordsman's professional level has a rough range.
"Gong He was suppressed."
The girl frowned, showing a bit of nervousness. From just a moment, Gu Jing's violent sword skills with the iron-cutting sword far exceeded the official video record left three years ago. Although Gong He relied on his two
The Yi Dao relies on the strength of the force to stick to the radius and is leak-proof. However, women's physical strength and blood are slightly weaker than men. If this continues, they will fall sooner or later. But at the moment, it seems that under this sonic sword, with the fierce force of the iron sword,
It was so fierce that there was no room for the opponent to maneuver around.
Bang bang!
"Feifei! Are you at home?"
There was a knock on the door, and a sweet and happy girl's voice came.
"Yuanyuan!"
Qi Yunfei jumped up and blushed.
"Feifei, please open the door soon. Online registration for the Municipal Youth Knife League has begun."
Gritting her teeth, Qi Yunfei took two steps forward and opened the security door, and a fiery figure rushed in.
"Hey, I'll go! Feifei, you're so weird now, you've started to take people home. You used to open the door as soon as possible, but today you were three seconds late. Who is this? Why haven't I seen it before, Feifei?
But don’t be deceived. These days, everyone is available, and not everyone can bring it home. You can’t believe the sweet words. Listen to me, you must not..."
"Yuanyuan!"
Qi Yunfei shouted, stamped her feet fiercely, and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, Brother Su is my savior, if you continue to talk nonsense, I will ignore you in the future!"
"Okay! Okay! I won't say anything anymore. My aunt, please calm down."
Seeing Qi Yunfei's flushed face, she seemed to be really angry, and the person who came immediately begged for mercy, but her eyes were still looking at Su Qinian up and down with an unkind look, and she obviously didn't quite believe in the offer of life-saving help.
"Brother Su, I'm sorry. Yuanyuan didn't mean it. She is the vice president of my university's sword club and my best friend. She just spoke a little too hastily because she was worried about me." Qi Yunfei looked at Su Qinian.
, blushed and felt very embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter."
Su Qiyang shook his head lightly. He dared to speak so bluntly. Maybe his words were unpleasant and his method was inappropriate, but most of the time he was not a true friend and would not offend others so casually.
The girl called Yuanyuan looks about the same age as Qi Yunfei. She has a delicate appearance and a slender figure, more than 1.7 meters. She only has short hair and wears a neutral dress in a tight bun. She looks capable and courageous.
"Hey! It's the last game of the city's professional league promotion finals today. Gong He is about to lose, and the signs of defeat have already appeared. This iron-cutting sword Gu Jing is too strong. The iron-cutting sword technique under the sonic sword is simply magnificent."
Soon, the girl Yuanyuan was attracted by the ring competition on TV. Her eyes were shining with a look of regret at the same time. Compared to Gu Jing, she liked Gong He more, because the former had always had a bad reputation, otherwise she would not
Those who would go abroad and join international mercenaries are a group of profit-seeking lunatics.
"It's just that Gong He's Liangyi Sword has not been used at all. Who knew that Gu Jing's sword skills had improved so much that he was so strong? It is simply unreasonable!" Qi Yunfei was diverted and agreed.
"No, he's going to lose."
At this moment, Su Qinian's voice sounded, and the girl named Yuanyuan raised her eyebrows and said sideways, "Oh, you can understand it too?" (Please subscribe, please vote!)