Chapter 488 Encountering a Sandstorm with Two Swords!
() Lei Dong returned to the Beiming Sect Stand with a hint of unwillingness and a hint of shame.
Losing the duel with Qin Yun was equivalent to losing the eight points of battle medals gained from winning four battles, and also losing his originally strong self-confidence. He felt that he had no face to see his fellow teachers and brothers again.
"Do you know where you lost?"
An old man in black robe asked in a deep voice, staring at Lei Dong's face with his sharp eyes like a falcon.
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This old man in black robe was a sect elder and Lei Dong’s mentor. No matter how unhappy he felt, Lei Dong did not dare not answer. He lowered his head and said: "Disciple."
He wanted to say that he was just unlucky and Qin Yun took the risk, but he felt something was wrong.
It was the old man in red robe who gave him the answer: "It's not that you are unlucky, nor that Qin Yun is far stronger than you, but that you made the wrong choice at the critical moment and underestimated your opponent!"
Wrong choice!
Lei Dong's mind seemed to be struck by lightning, and he suddenly understood.
At the critical moment just now, he tried to launch a counterattack that would hurt both sides. It was undoubtedly the most important turning point in the outcome of this battle. His choice was not only rash and risky, but also underestimated the strength of his opponent and made a fatal mistake.
So he didn’t lose this battle unfairly at all!...
After figuring out the location of the joints, Lei Dong suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. If the sect's ancestor was not in charge of the battle in the arena, but it was a real life-and-death fight, he would have died under Qin Yun's sword.
"Master's teachings, disciples should keep them in mind!"
The old man in black robe nodded and his eyes softened slightly: "Now that you understand, losing this battle will also gain something. Then Qin Yun's strength is indeed remarkable. Who will fight in the next battle?"
The last sentence. He asked the disciples of Beiming Sect who were present.
Because at this moment, Qin Yun is still standing proudly on the battle island arena with his sword in hand. The point of the long sword is exactly the stand of the isolated island where Beiming Sect is located, exactly the same as Lei Dong's original action!
"Qin Yun, Tiancheng Sword Sect, please fight and guard the battle!"
As the saying goes, things turn around. Just now Lei Dong provoked Tiancheng Sword Sect, and now it is Qin Yun's turn to fight back.
The relationship between Tiancheng Sword Sect and Beiming Sect is not very good, and there are conflicts among their disciples from time to time. At the Xihai Martial Arts Conference, Beiming Sect disciples have always regarded it as an honor to defeat the representative disciples of Tiancheng Sword Sect. Now Qin Yun is challenging the challenge.
This aroused the anger of the disciples present, and they all asked the black-robed old man to fight.
"Uncle, my disciple is willing to fight!"
There were hundreds of Beiming Sect disciples participating in the martial arts competition. On average, there were thirty or forty people in the three major tournaments. The crowd was in a tense mood and everyone was full of fighting spirit.
But the black-robed old man knew very well that among all the innate mid-level disciples, Lei Dong's strength was firmly among the top five, and he was defeated by Qin Yun. So most of the others were not sure of victory.
His eyes fell on a young disciple.
This Beiming Sect disciple is tall and handsome, with short red hair, blue eyes and a tall nose, which clearly show that he is a foreigner from the Western Regions. He wears a golden ring on his left ear.
The earrings are very conspicuous.
While others were rushing to fight, he sat in his chair and played with a knife in his hand.
But when the old man in black robe glanced over, the red-haired man immediately stood up, showing a fierce momentum like an unsheathed sword, raised his thick eyebrows and said: "Then let me do it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately jumped forward without waiting for the old man in black robe to reply.
Click!
When he was about to leave the island, the red-haired man suddenly stepped down hard with his right foot. While crushing the rocks on the edge, he jumped into the air more than ten feet high. His whole figure was like a roc spreading its wings and flying towards the battle island arena.
"Beiming Sect Soge, please fight!"
His thunderous shouts rolled over the lake and echoed in everyone's ears!
"Sorg is on the field, Sauger is on the field!"
The crowd on the shore of the lake immediately exploded. The bosses of the gambling stalls immediately repainted the wooden sign, replaced it with Soge's name, and opened his odds to 1 to 1.2, while Qin Yun's was 1 to 1.
five!
It was definitely not normal for Qin Yun, who had just won the first battle, to adjust his odds to such a high level. However, most of the gamblers placed bets on Soger, and very few people bet on Qin Yun's victory.
Some outsiders were puzzled and asked their companions who were familiar with Roulan City: "What's going on? Is this Sogg sure to win? Why is everyone betting on him?"
The companion chuckled and said: "You don't know this. Among the younger generation of Beiming Sect, Sogg is not the strongest, but his reputation and record are definitely the highest!"
Soge was born in Jiayu, a small country in the Western Region. When he was ten years old, he followed his father to Roulan City. He was spotted by an elder of the Beiming Sect and accepted into the sect to study martial arts. He quickly rose to prominence with his amazing talent in martial arts.
When he was seventeen years old, Soge was escorting a batch of goods to Yuandu for his father. On the way, he was besieged by hundreds of gangsters. Soge, who was only at the middle level of Qi Refining at the time, single-handedly entered the group of bandits and killed them in a bloody battle.
One hundred and seventy-three people were so frightened that their opponents fled.
At the age of twenty, he was promoted to the Xiantian realm and became the youngest disciple of the Beiming Sect to break through the Xiantian realm in the past thirty years. At the age of twenty-five, he took over the sect's mission and went north to Mobei to track down the Iron Blood Alliance, which was the enemy of the Beiming Sect.
The seven brothers actually killed all seven innate masters alone in the depths of the desert.
This is one of Sogg's most remarkable achievements. Everyone in Roulan City knows about it. It has never been heard that he has been defeated by a warrior of the same level!
With such a talented and stunning person participating in the battle, who would place a bet on the "unknown" Qin Yun?
Although Qin Yun didn't know Soger's origins, just seeing the amazing momentum he showed when he appeared on the stage and hearing the cheers and shouts from the crowd on the lake shore, he would never have any thoughts of contempt in his heart.
He noticed that the weapons Soger carried were two scimitars slung on his left and right waists.
There are countless sword cultivators in the vast Jiuzhou, and thousands of martial arts regard the sword as the most respected one. Most of the masters who use other weapons are strong men in the army or people in the world. There are very few people in the sects who practice weapons other than swords.
This Soge used double swords and dared to fight on behalf of the Beiming Sect after Lei Dong was defeated. He must have profound knowledge in sword skills. In contrast, Soge's identity as a barbarian from the Western Region was directly ignored by Qin Yun.
When Qin Yun looked at Sorge carefully, the latter also stared at Qin Yun.
He suddenly spoke proudly: "You just had a fight with Senior Brother Lei. I won't take advantage of you. I'll give you a stick of incense to adjust your breath!"
The strong confidence in his words made Qin Yun slightly stunned, then shook his head and said: "No need! If you want to fight, then fight now, there is no need to waste time!"
Soge has Soge's self-confidence, and Qin Yun has Qin Yun's pride. Even though he is modest and polite on the surface, deep down he is definitely as arrogant as anyone else.
"good!"
Soge didn't say any more nonsense, he drew out his two swords and pounced towards Qin Yun!
As soon as he moved, Qin Yun immediately felt danger.
Although there were dozens of steps between the two sides, Sogg's attack speed was not very fast, but as he continued to approach, the momentum he gathered became stronger and stronger, which actually gave Qin Yun the illusion of an incoming sandstorm.
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As he approached Qin Yun, Sogg waved his arms criss-crossed, and the scimitar held in both hands drew dazzling trajectories, cutting through the air and letting out a shuddering roar. The sword energy overflowed and covered a large area.
Although Qin Yun has experienced hundreds of battles, he has rarely fought with masters who use swords, especially scimitars. He cannot judge Soge's state of sword skills, nor can he see through his sword path.
But his extremely keen intuition told Qin Yun that if Sogg was allowed to gather his momentum to its peak, then when Sogg really took action, it would definitely be an earth-shattering blow!
So Qin Yun stepped forward without hesitation, his whole body and the long sword in his hand turned into a sword light, and he shot straight towards Sogg, waving his weapon to create the phantom of sword light!
Man and sword unite!
In the blink of an eye, the two sides collided fiercely, and sword light and sword energy suddenly exploded.
Qin Yun and Sogg, who reappeared, immediately fell into a fierce battle. They kept changing positions between the rising of the rabbit and the falling of the falcon. In an instant, the long sword and the double sword collided countless times, and there was a clear and crisp sound.
You can hear clearly even from a long distance away.
Only a few people could see their movements clearly. The battle entered a state of intense hand-to-hand combat from the very beginning, which also made many spectators hold their breaths involuntarily!
After dozens of rounds of fighting, Qin Yun was secretly shocked. His opponent was too fast. His two-handed scimitar could slash dozens or even hundreds of knives in an instant. Although it was not very powerful, speed alone was enough.
pose a huge threat.
What's even more frightening is that the timing and angle of Sorge's attacks are often unexpected. He seems to be able to attack from any position. Qin Yun's head, limbs and body are all targets of his attack.
This made it extremely difficult for Qin Yun to parry and resist. If he hadn't honed his basic swordsmanship in depth, and if he hadn't had the Yunlong Movement and Starry Sky Magic Steps, he might have been defeated directly.
Even so, from the beginning of the battle, he was completely suppressed by Sogg's sword skills.
But at this moment, Qin Yun never expected that Sogg was also very surprised.
The violent sand sword technique practiced by Soge is a skill passed down from ancient times. After he learned it from Beiming Sect, he practiced hard in the desert for several years. He understood the natural principles of sword technique and thus greatly improved his strength.
When he was chasing down the seven brothers of the Iron Blood Alliance, he used his two-handed scimitar to kill the fierce opponents one by one. He was confident that in close combat, he could definitely defeat any swordsman of the same level.
But today Qin Yun told him with facts that the source of his pride and confidence may not be correct! (To be continued.)
