The two young men who jumped on stage both had nicknames and were both celebrities, equally famous.
Kong Yunjie is recognized as a young knight. He traveled around the world with his master and did a lot of "good deeds". He also did a lot of "good deeds" when he was walking alone.
If you do many good deeds, you will become a knight, and it is not the kind of knight that others call modestly, but the real kind of knight.
Xiao Jiuge is not a knight. Not only is he not a knight, but he is also the opposite of a knight. His father is the chief of the village, and he is the master of the small village, and he is also the master of the small village with evil intentions. From birth to now,
He has done not only a thousand but also eight hundred bad things, and the bad things he has done are all-encompassing. He has committed murders and arson, and he has also committed rapes of women.
If the sword slave didn't have requirements for the character of the challenger, Xiao Jiuge would not be able to stand in this arena.
If Xiao Jiuge's father hadn't been strong enough, he wouldn't be able to stand here either.
The two men were able to compete on the same stage only because of fate.
"Kong Yunjie, today I want you to know how powerful the young master is. I have to cut something off your body." Xiao Jiuge said proudly. He was in his early twenties, with a face like a silver basin and regular facial features, but there were dark spots at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
He had an evil aura. He was wearing a short black suit, and the sleeves of his left arm were rolled up high, revealing a strong arm with tiger stripes. He carried a long sword behind his back, making the whole person look powerful and majestic.
Many of the challengers tended to be polite in their speech, but Xiao Jiuge was unruly and filthy in his words.
Kong Yunjie frowned slightly, put his hands on the hilts of the ice and fire swords, and retorted: "If you are polite to me, I will not be mean to you for the sake of Swordsmithing Villa's sake.
You were cruel. But you actually dared to speak rudely to me, so don’t blame me for being too shady."
"You kid, you dared to look down on me and ignore me before. If I were still polite to you, it would be unless I was out of my mind. In my opinion, if I don't teach you a lesson, you will never
Learn to look at people with a straight face."
"If you want me to look at you, you must first be considered a human being."
"What a good boy, I'm actually calling you a young master. I think you are tired of living. I must make you a 'Pingdinghou' today!" Xiao Jiuge became furious, pulled out the long sword from behind, and pointed his toes.
Point the ground, attack forward, shake out the long sword in your hand, and use the special skill "Sword that seals the door and eliminates the household"!
"Ping-ding" is a slang term in the world, which means losing one's head. If you want Kong Yunjie to be a "flat-top", you have to cut off Kong Yunjie's head.
This is no easy task.
Kong Yunjie drew out the Yin Yun Sword and the Nine Yang Sword, and poured two internal forces, one ice and one fire, into them. A dense white cold air emerged from the Yin Yun Sword, while the opposite was true from the Nine Yang Sword, a fiery red air emerged from it.
heat.
In this world, there are more than just the Nine Meridians and Six Yuan Sutras that can cultivate the internal power of the five elements. The dual cultivation of body and soul can also cultivate the internal power of the five elements. However, there are relatively few types of exercises, only two types: one ice and one fire.
Xiao Jiuge reached Kong Yunjie in the blink of an eye, flicked his wrist, and stabbed three swords in an instant. The three swords thrust out three sword auras, two sword auras were used to block Kong Yunjie's left and right paths, and one sword aura went straight to Kong Yunjie's face.
Door.
As the name suggests, the sword of sealing the entire household means not giving the opponent a way to survive. Every move is extremely sharp and can take people's lives.
Kong Yunjie was not afraid in the face of danger, and wielded his two swords. One sword stabbed the ground heavily, stirring up a circle of cold energy to protect his body, and the other sword thrust forward to emit a hot sword energy.
The two sword qi collided together, the needle point pointed at the wheat light, canceled it out, and the fight was evenly matched.
Without waiting for a move to kill him, Xiao Jiuge tapped his toes on the ground, jumped up, jumped on top of his opponent's head, used the "death is imminent" move, and used his sword energy to attack the opponent's head, chest and abdomen.
Kong Yunjie no longer fought head-on this time, but jumped forward to avoid the fatal sword energy, then rushed directly below Xiao Jiuge, swung two swords crosswise at him, and used the "Ice Fire" move.
"Same origin".
Two sword energy, one ice and one fire, flew up into the sky with great force, like two roaring dragons, one white and one red.
Xiao Jiuge was in mid-air, unable to dodge, so he had to use his sword to pierce the center of the intertwined ice and fire sword energy. He shook his wrist crazily and used the storm-like sword energy to crush the ice and fire sword energy into pieces.
Kong Yunjie jumped up high and stabbed Xiao Jiuge at close range with his sword. The two of them fought in the air, and it was inextricable. The two were of equal strength, and the fight was much more exciting and intense than the previous one.
Much more. I saw the two of them flipping around in mid-air, jumping forward and back, with sword energy swirling around them, forming a dazzling ball of light. After fighting for a long time, the two people's bodies were simply submerged in the ball of light.
in, making it difficult to see clearly.
People in the stands all around applauded and cheered so loudly that they wished their hands were swollen and their throats were broken from shouting.
The two challengers were equal in chess, just like a tiger going up the mountain and a tiger coming down the mountain. Neither one could defeat the other.
When the fight reached nearly a hundred moves, the two finally came to a conclusion. Kong Yunjie used the move "Mist Hidden Mist Emerges", overlapping the ice and fire swords, one cold and one hot, creating a large number of
Heat. Xiao Jiuge was injured by the heat and his moves were slowed down. Kong Yunjie seized this opportunity and kicked Xiao Jiuge hard on the chest, knocking him off the ring.
Kong Yunjie was originally going to seriously injure Xiao Jiuge, but in the end it was too difficult to win, and at most he just gave Xiao Jiuge a kick.
Xiao Jiuge was very unconvinced and wanted to jump onto the ring, but was scolded by his father, so he had to leave the ring and follow his father.
Kong Yunjie defeated a powerful enemy, won a lot of praise, and returned to the East Stand with a proud look on his face. Everyone who saw him stood up to congratulate him, flatter him, and flatter him. Only Zhao Zheng remained unmoved.
He didn't even look at Kong Yunjie.
Zhao Zheng felt that Kong Yunjie was disgusting, very disgusting.
The next competition is also the last competition. It is the highlight of this round of competition. The participants are Zheng Wuji, the son of the sword master, and Sword Slave, the forger of Zi Chu Sword!
These two people, one is a warrior at the peak of the sixth heaven and the other is a warrior at the seventh heaven. Their strength is higher than all the previous fighters. This competition must be far more exciting than every competition just now. All the spectators
Everyone stared with their eyes wide open and watched with bated breath.
The sword slave thought that Zheng Wuji would be a good master of Zi Chujian, so he couldn't hold back his excitement and jumped onto the ring first. He tightened the huge sword box on his back, turned around, and faced Dong
Zheng Wuji in the stands said: "Boy, there are so many rumors about you in the world, the old man's ears are almost calloused. Come down quickly and fight with me. I want to see how far you have reached.
Are you worthy of taking my Zichu Sword?"
Zheng Wuji stood up, dusted off the hem of his white clothes, gently grabbed it, and stuffed it into his belt to avoid getting into a fight later. He finished arranging his clothes slowly, and then he grabbed Ruixue Sword and danced
Entering the ring, his jumping movements were the cleanest among all the fighters, without any unnecessary movements.
In this huge world, there are many people who are faster than him, and there are many people who are stronger than him, but they are not as clean and neat as him. The cleaner and neat the movements, the less time it takes.
"Since senior wants to see my skills, I can only be respectful rather than obey. I hope that I and the sword in my hands can teach you to your satisfaction." Zheng Wuji faced the short old man opposite, his eyes were slightly lowered, and he said neither humble nor overbearing.
"I, an old man, won't bully a kid like you. When we fight later, as long as you can withstand thirty moves under my hand, you will win. What do you think?" the sword slave asked.
"I don't think so. This idea really doesn't make people happy."
"How can I say this? Could it be that you think thirty moves are too many and you are not sure about it?"
"On the contrary, I think thirty moves are too few, so it would be better to cancel them altogether. I don't like to compete with the mentality that I will lose. This will dampen my spirit. Since there is a competition, it must be fair.
If you win, you win, if you lose, you lose."
The sword slave's eyes suddenly lit up, he nodded, and said with a smile: "Good boy, you have backbone! Do you mean to say that you can only win if you beat me, an old man, to the ground, otherwise you will lose?"
"That's right!" Zheng Wuji pulled out the Ruixue Sword and pointed the tip of the sword at the sword slave. The aura around him suddenly increased, like a torch poured with oil, burning.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! I'll do as you say. I want to see if you can beat this old guy like me." The sword slave cheered repeatedly, and immediately launched an attack without waiting for his brother on the stage to wave the red flag.
, and slammed the sword box behind his back with both hands.
The sword box made a loud crunching sound, and the lid was opened, and more than twenty swords flew out from it. They rushed into the sky like more than twenty lightning bolts, and then fell down quickly like lightning, and were firmly stuck in the ground.
The sword slave was an expert at using sword formations, and his strength was far superior to that of his cousin Tie Yinhua. In just the blink of an eye, he set up an extremely powerful sword formation on the ring.
This formation is called Xingluoqibu!
This formation is derived from the understanding of Mantianxingdou, and it contains countless ingenious changes. It can be said that every step is full of murderous intent, and every step is dangerous!
Now that the matter was over, there was no need to wave any little red flags anymore. Tie Xuanfeng shook his head, stepped away and jumped back to the east stand.
"Boy, show off whatever skills you have." The sword slave waved to Zheng Wuji who was opposite him, signaling him to come over. As an elder, he couldn't make the first move.
"Then you're offended!" Zheng Wuji's eyes flashed, his whole body was sharp and full of energy, and he rushed forward quickly.
Zheng Wuji learned the swordsmanship from his father, which is called "Phaseless Swordsmanship". This swordsmanship is formless, formless, and has no moves or styles. It focuses on adapting to changes and making moves at will.
Before learning this formless sword technique, you must first learn a hundred sword techniques. Only by mastering a large number of sword techniques and being familiar with them can you truly become invisible and formless and master them at your fingertips. In other words, Wu Shi is
It is based on having moves. You must first have moves in your mind before you can have no moves in your hands.
At a young age, Zheng Wuji had learned all the sword techniques from all over the world. Although he had not collected a hundred, it was still close to a few. He chewed up all these sword techniques, chewed them up, and swallowed them.
When it reached his stomach, it turned into his own swordsmanship, and formed the unique phaseless swordsmanship. He had already understood the true meaning of the phaseless swordsmanship, and was able to do whatever he wanted, and every move he used had no name.
But extremely powerful!
The first move Zheng Wuji made today was an extremely powerful move. He flipped his wrist more than thirty times in a row, stabbing, cutting, chopping or teasing, and in total he fired more than thirty different sword auras. Each sword aura was different.
He ran towards the sword slave.
As long as the sword slave failed to dodge a sword energy, he would suffer a big loss, but he dodged it, and dodged it very neatly. But the moment he dodged, Zheng Wuji made another even more powerful kill.
Move, draw your sword and go straight to his back.
It turns out that all the sword energy just now were feints, and the move hidden behind was the real move.
This was a simple and unpretentious move, but because of the cover of all the previous feints, this simple move suddenly became extremely gorgeous.
In the surrounding stands, most people could only see Zheng Wuji's shadow and couldn't see the specific moves at all. But those who could keep up with Zheng Wuji's eyesight applauded in their hearts. Even Kong Yunjie's
People who are hostile to Zheng Wuji have to secretly admire him.
This sword is so beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people ecstatic. Even the dancing posture of the top girl in the imperial brothel is not as beautiful as this sword, and the best painter in the world cannot draw this sword on paper.
It would be a pity if this beautiful sword failed. Fortunately, the sword did not fail, and it stabbed solidly, right on the sword slave's back.
On the sword slave's back is a sword box, a wooden sword box.
There was a crisp sound, the sword box was broken into several pieces of wood, and the remaining swords inside also fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.
This sword was meant to continue thrusting forward, but the sword slave clamped it between his two fingers. Otherwise, his back would have been red.
A sword!
With just one sword, Zheng Wuji showed his strength. With such strength, he was enough to advance to the next round of competition, and no one would be speechless.
"I have already regarded you too highly in my heart, and even treated you as a seventh-level heavenly warrior, but in the end I still underestimated you. I didn't expect that your sword moves are so exquisite and your internal energy is so amazing." Sword Slave forehead
He actually broke out into a cold sweat and clamped the tip of Ruixue Sword tightly with his fingers, not daring to let go at all.
"Senior, during the martial arts competition, I don't want to talk, I just want to make moves." Zheng Wuji said calmly with his eyes like lightning.
"Do you still want to continue fighting?"
"Of course. Once my sword is drawn, it cannot be easily taken back."
"But you broke my sword case, which is already a great achievement. There is no need to continue."
"It's necessary, because what was broken was just a wooden box, not your people."
"Haha, you still want to break my old bones?"
"Of course not, but I have to at least win against you. Only after I win can I take the sword back." Zheng Wuji narrowed his eyes and suddenly increased his strength in his hand, trying to pull the Ruixue Sword out of those iron hoop-like fingers.
Pull it back.
"Okay, then I will accompany you for two more trips. Today I will fight this old bone." The sword slave shook his fingers fiercely, flicked out the Ruixue Sword, and added a hurtful wave to his fingers.
The dark energy.
Zheng Wuji felt the dark energy on the sword, took several steps back, and swung the sword to remove the dark energy.
The sword slave stomped his feet heavily, causing the seven swords on the ground to bounce up. He waved his palms and slammed the swords, causing them to fly towards Zheng Wuji on the opposite side.
These swords turned into arrows and turned into streaks of cold light.
Zheng Wuji rolled up the sword in his hand and bounced off the flying swords one after another. Every time he bounced off a sword, he had to take a step back because the internal force of those flying swords was too strong. He had the ability to compete with the seventh-level Tianwu.
After all, a person's internal strength is not that of a seventh-level heavenly warrior, and his internal strength is ultimately a little worse than that of a sword slave.
He swung seven swords in succession, deflected seven swords, and took seven steps back. If he took another step back, he would hit the sword stuck in the ground and suffer serious damage.
The swords beside the sword slave were all used up, but he still had swords to use. He slapped his palms towards the opposite side, releasing a powerful internal force, using his internal force to pull the flying sword in mid-air, making it one after another.
It flew back one by one.
The seven-handled sword struck at Zheng Wuji again, the speed was no worse than before, and the direction had changed. It no longer went straight, but aimed in a different direction.
Zheng Wuji used one sword to block the seven swords, and danced the sword up and down, and once again deflected the seven swords.
The sword slave no longer used the sword-handling method to attack this time, because it was not difficult for Zheng Wuji. He opened his posture, took a horse stance, and slapped the ground under his feet with both palms, injecting his internal energy into it.
The star-studded sword array was supplied with internal energy, and seemed to be alive. It began to shake violently, and strong winds emerged.
This wind is sword energy, and sword energy can hurt people!
Sword energies flew towards Zheng Wuji from all directions, as if they were going to tear him into pieces.
Faced with this kind of offensive, there was no way to hide. Zheng Wuji could only dance the sword in his hand to make it airtight and rely on the sword energy to resist the sword energy. But this was by no means a long-term solution. He scanned the surroundings with his electric eyes and looked for someone.
There was a gap, and I took the risk and jumped out towards the gap. But outside the gap, there was still endless sword energy!
The sword slave pressed his palms on the ground and activated the entire sword formation. His old face turned red from suppressing it, and his eyes burst out with a look he had not seen for many years. The seven scattered swords surrounded him, like spiritual guardians.
It rotates on its own under the urging of internal force.
Zheng Wuji couldn't remember how many swords he had swung. He only knew that he was trapped in the sword formation, and no matter where he went, there was sword energy. He tried to get close to a sword stuck in the ground, trying to destroy it.
However, he found that the closer he got to the sword on the ground, the more violent the attacks he suffered around him.
In this case, there is almost no hope of breaking the formation. The only way to win is to break out of the sword formation!
Zheng Wuji thought about this, shook the Ruixue Sword in his hand, and each one of them rose from the ground and flew high into the sky.
The sword slave did not let Zheng Wuji go easily. He was a living person and would not watch his opponent escape from the sword formation. His sword formation was also a living sword formation, not a decoration that could only be inserted into the ground. He waved his palms heavily
, slamming the ground again.
More than twenty swords on the ground flew out of the ground at the same time, turned their swords, and flew towards Zheng Wuji, making a whistling sound and turning into cold light. To be continued.)
