"No, how can this sword be used like this? The two swords in front and back are also weirdly tight and cannot be connected together at all. If they are forcibly combined, what is the difference between self-severing the meridians?"
The divine light in Ling Jing's eyes suddenly burst out and then became silent again. It was obvious that he had encountered some huge problem.
"The eight-way sword technique in the Gan position is almost impossible. Used alone, it is indeed a rare and exquisite sword move that covers all the way. But if it cannot be connected in series, how can it be called a sword technique?"
"No, try another way!"
After Ling Jing reversely deduced the Eight-Way Sword Technique of Gan Position, he realized that the Eight-Move Sword Technique was really confusing. He could only call it the Eight-Move Sword Technique, which was unrelated to each other, but it was impossible to connect them together into a complete sword technique. Law.
"Qian Nan Kun Bei, since the Qian position eight way doesn't work, then I will try the Kun position eight way!"
Ling Jing turned around silently and cast his gaze on the huge stone tablet due north.
At the same time, Chen Qi's eyes were filled with excitement as he watched the eight-way sword technique. Within a moment, he started to use the long sword in his hand to evolve one by one.
"The Mu family is really stupid. Each side of this stone tablet records the Eight Ways of Swordsmanship. As long as the martial arts is enough and a certain level of fire, how could it not be deduced? The Divine Sword Master once had a long sword that dominated the capital, but he didn't expect that the descendants of later generations would be mediocre. This situation is really ridiculous, extremely ridiculous!"
Chen Qi himself is already a master of the artistic conception level of swordsmanship. He has a unique understanding of swordsmanship, and he practices the unique swordsmanship created by the swordsman genius Yi Xiaolou, so he will soon deduce the eight-way swordsmanship. came out, and after connecting them one by one in my heart, I felt that every sword technique was exquisite and abnormal, and it seemed to be more profound than the "No Return Sword Technique". I couldn't help but feel happy, and at the same time I greatly despised the successor of the Divine Sword Houfu. stand up.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Chen Qi used the Eight-Way Sword Technique, and a trace of sword light appeared on the long sword unconsciously. The Eight-Road Sword Technique covered all the way. Looking at it alone, it was indeed a wonderful sword move rarely seen in time, but in Chen Qi's hands It feels weird no matter how you look at it.
"Yes, that must be how it works."
Chen Qi used the eight sword techniques one by one, forcibly connecting them in series. Even when each sword technique connected, the movement of his internal energy would be very sluggish. However, he forcibly raised his internal energy so that his movements could keep up with the sword techniques. Convert.
"Is this really the case with the eight-way sword technique?"
There was a look of joy on his face, and he finally made the last move. A sword was swung from the sky, like a silver dragon of light winding down. The sword light was hesitant and murderous.
"Haha, it's done!"
Chen Qi was extremely excited and was about to bring up his true energy to use this move, but suddenly he felt a cramping pain in the meridians from his lungs to his right arm.
"puff!"
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the long sword crumbled. With a "pop" sound, it fell from his hand.
"Impossible, impossible, how could this happen? Why! Why did I suffer internal injuries before I finished using the sword technique all the way?"
Just when Chen Qi was vomiting blood, Mu Jianfeng on the side had already jumped to his side, grabbed him and said: "Mr. Chen, our ancestors' swordsmanship is mysterious. Do not use force."
He was not surprised at all when Chen Qi practiced to the point of vomiting blood. Apparently someone in the Hou family had already experienced this situation.
"No! Tell me, why am I wrong? Huh?" Chen Qi's eyes suddenly widened in anger, veins popped out on his neck, he grabbed Mu Jianfeng's chest clothes and asked fiercely.
Mu Jianfeng's face immediately darkened and he said coldly: "Mr. Chen, you'd better show some respect to me and don't forget your identity!"
Chen Qi's face froze when he heard this, and then he remembered that no matter how downgraded the other party was, he was still a young prince, and his status was much higher than his own.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Marquis, I lost my temper." Chen Qi took a deep breath, let go of his hand, and said.
"Hmph!" Mu Jianfeng snorted coldly, but did not accept his sympathy. He said coldly: "Mr. Chen, I just kindly reminded you that the martial arts left by our ancestors must not be used too hard, but you are no longer welcome here today.
Yes, sir, please do as you please."
He turned around coldly and issued an order to expel the guest.
Chen Qi's expression darkened, and he glanced at the tall stone tablet that had left its place with lingering fear, then glanced at Tang Hao and Ling Jing, turned around silently, and left the place.
"Hmph, even I can't practice the swordsmanship like this, how can you do it?"
Shortly after Chen Qi left, several people suffered internal injuries and vomited blood because they forcibly practiced the sword skills on the stone tablet.
Mu Jianfeng sighed silently, and ordered his men to come up and help the injured masters away, and reminded them: "Everyone, the martial arts left by our ancestors are very subtle and mysterious. You must not just use force blindly. If you feel that you can't get through the sword skills, you will eventually
Just stop practicing, otherwise you will only hurt yourself."
There were only about twenty people left in the field. After seeing the situation of the previous few, they all became quite cautious. After hearing this, they nodded and continued to observe the sword skills on the stone tablet.
"Brother Ling, have you seen anything?" At some point, Tang Hao came to Ling Jing's side.
Ling Jing suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, then he calmed down, smiled faintly, and said: "The eighty-eight sixty-four sword techniques contain the sixty-four hexagrams of the Fuxi Bagua, but that's all.
Already."
He said with a wry smile.
Tang Hao nodded slightly and said: "I am afraid that many people present can deduce these sixty-four sword techniques. At least it will not be too difficult for Mr. Ling and me, but this sword technique
There seems to be something weird in it. Rather than saying it is a complete set of sword techniques, it is more like sixty-four exquisite sword moves that are unrelated to each other. If you practice it forcefully, it will only damage the meridians."
When Ling Jing heard his heartfelt words, he immediately smiled and said: "Brother Tang is right. I think this set of swordsmanship must be missing something key, so that these sixty-four swordsmanship moves cannot be perfectly connected."
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Tang Hao's expression changed, and he glanced thoughtfully at Mu Jianfeng, who had his back to the two of them. If there really was something hidden, I'm afraid only the young prince would know about it.
Smiling slightly, he said: "No matter, our Tang family's Overlord Spear is not weak anyway. I'm not really interested in this set of swordsmanship, so I just took a look at it." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards several other stone monuments.
After Tang Hao left, Ling Jing closed his eyes again and began to meditate. These sixty-four sword techniques were indeed rare in the world. Their exquisiteness would not be inferior to the "Dugu Nine Swords", but the Divine Sword
There seems to be a key thing hidden in Hou's relics, so that these sixty-four sword techniques cannot be combined at all. (To be continued.)
