Ren Cangqiong half-closed and half-opened his eyes, squinting into a thin slit. Seeing these thousands of attacks coming, he knew that Song Lan was trying to seize the opportunity.
The previous battle between Ren Xinghe and Na Wu Feiyang was almost defensive from start to finish.
Therefore, the audience in the audience had preconceptions and felt that Ren Cangqiong would also inherit his brother's tactics and strategies and adopt a defensive posture.
After all, the public's understanding of Ren Cangqiong still rests on the eighth level of martial arts foundation building.
As for Song Lan, everyone knows that she is at the ninth level of the foundation building stage.
The eighth level versus the ninth level is also a weak versus a strong one. If you don't take a defensive stance, how can you still defy the odds? In leapfrogging battles, miracles rarely happen.
What's more, both of them are geniuses at the same level.
Therefore, everyone felt that Ren Cangqiong was bound to take a defensive stance.
However, Ren Cangqiong's next change made everyone stunned. His body was like a stream of light, rushing directly towards the hundred attacks.
A blast with both fists directly dispersed the overwhelming attack. The air flow was blown away by the power of the punch, turning into pieces of wind and scattering in all directions.
Ren Cangqiong's whole body glowed with green light, as if he was wrapped in a blue light. He fought with his bare hands, but he didn't even use the sword behind his back to deal with Song Lan.
The raging aura of the fist tearing through the void was as violent as a ferocious beast, causing the void to tremble in shock and shaking the whole arena.
Although Song Lan's attack was not a superb method, it was not bad at all. Unexpectedly, Ren Cangqiong broke it open with his bare hands.
He originally planned to use his overwhelming momentum, but Ren Cangqiong's earth-shattering punch stole the opportunity.
Ren Cangqiong laughed loudly: "Miss Song, your methods seem to be inferior to your ability to speak big words."
In conjunction with the offensive in his hand, Ren Cangqiong also used his mind-attacking skills.
Ren Cangqiong's boxing skills are wide open and close, like the water of a river rushing endlessly. However, anyone who knows anything can see that this set of boxing skills does not have many obscure moves, but is extremely plain.
combat skills.
But this kind of boxing skill, under Ren Cangqiong's thunder-like momentum, became turbulent, like an iron horse, a landslide or a tsunami.
"What the hell is Ren Cangqiong doing? His set of fists seems to be the "Changchun Jue" that Ren's beginners use, right?"
As the introductory boxing skill of the Ren family, "Changchun Jue" is familiar to many people. After all, almost every child of the Ren family can practice it.
Even entry-level boxing skills are too shabby to compete within the family. If they are used in the highest-level martial arts performance in Yunluo City, wouldn't it make them even more incompetent?
But looking at Ren Cangqiong's appearance, he was extremely devoted, as if this entry-level boxing skill was his most proud feat, punching one after another, very devoted.
Song Lan was also full of questions, but she couldn't figure out what trick Ren Cangqiong was playing. She stopped the previous violent attack and dealt with it cautiously.
In Song Lan's impression, Ren Cangqiong was sinister, weird, and full of tricks, but he was out of his league. Song Lan had rehearsed it in her mind no less than a hundred times, simulating the battle between her and Ren Cangqiong.
In the past three days, the two powerful men Luo Xuan and Song Qingshan had been helping her deduce how Ren Cangqiong would attack and what martial arts she would use.
But after hundreds of deductions, they could never deduce that Ren Cangqiong actually used "Changchun Jue" in his starting move!
Let me ask, who would use basic martial arts in this situation?
However, under the hands of Ren Cangqiong, this entry-level martial skill could display infinite changes, so Song Lan had to concentrate on dealing with it.
As soon as the opening ceremony started, Ren Cangqiong was caught off guard. Song Lan was filled with anger. When he raised his back, another flying sword as bright as a star flew out.
As soon as the sword came out, the stage was filled with light, as if a bright lamp was hanging high, so bright that no one dared to look at it.
This sword is called the Shaking Light Sword, and it is the treasure of the Song family.
Song Qingshan spared no expense and could be said to have armed Song Lan to the teeth. The light sword was so famous that it was difficult to live up to it. In just one sweep in front of the stage, it shot out thousands of rays of light. This light was not as powerful as Song Lan's to control, and it was not as powerful as Song Lan's.
Aggressive, but extremely confusing.
Especially the light that looks like sparkling waves, moving left and right, is particularly dazzling.
Fluct light, fluctuating light, the sword is just like its name. It is the light refracted by the collision between the sword body and the light that affects the enemy's judgment.
Ren Cangqiong was calm and composed, and when he was so excited, he closed his eyes and stood up with a roar, shouting: "Song Lan, you don't have enough force, even if I give you ten magic weapons, what's the use? You're such a shaky light."
A sword can dazzle people's eyes, but it cannot confuse people's minds. You need to know that masters fight not with their eyes, but with their hearts. I close my eyes, how about you take a few blows from me?"
As expected, Ren Cangqiong was so heroic that he closed his eyes when he told her to. I don't know when he started, but there was already an extra sword in his hand, and he struck several times in a row.
Song Lan was overjoyed. She recognized this sword skill. Ren Cangqiong used the sword and finally got into the rhythm they had deduced in advance.
As long as you enter this rhythm, the battle experience deduced in advance will be able to restrain any subsequent changes in the sky.
But just as Song Lan took a breath, the strength of Ren Cangqiong's sword changed again.
You must know that the sword skills that Ren Cangqiong practiced in his previous life are very different from those in this life. After he was frustrated in his family in his previous life, his swordsmanship changed drastically, he took an eccentric approach to swordsmanship, and practiced many sword skills.
But these sword skills are unknown to anyone.
How could Ren Cangqiong not know that in the past three days, Song Lan could not have any other variables, other than to practice with her through masters, and then attack him as a counterattack?
This tactic had long been expected by Ren Cangqiong.
So as soon as Ren Cangqiong appeared on the stage, he broke the rules and first used the "Changchun Jue" to test, which made Song Lan lose her sense of place and confused her mind. It was half a test and half an attack.
After a test, it turned out that Song Lan's rhythm was messed up. So he deliberately used a few familiar sword skills. Song Lan was really at ease with it, and he was very skillful in picking out every move.
This further confirmed Ren Cangqiong's guess.
Each sword skill must never be used more than three times in a row, and the method has been greatly changed. As a result, although his performance was a bit sluggish, Song Lan also felt extremely uncomfortable.
Because this rhythm was completely out of touch with any of the routines she had rehearsed beforehand.
As a result, neither of them can fully display their true abilities. Ren Cangqiong is not afraid of this situation.
As long as his tricks are not fooled by Song Lan, he is absolutely sure to defeat Song Lan. After all, his adventure is impossible for anyone in Yunluo City to match.
Waiting for Tianmen Spiritual Liquid, a super elixir that guarantees innateness, is no joke. He has tempered his energy and spirit, and has reached the peak of the foundation building stage.
If it hadn't been for the short time, Ren Qiong's physical condition would have already reached the level of impacting the innate. The only thing he lacks now is fire.
In terms of physical condition and various indicators, Ren Cangqiong is better than Song Lan. This can be clearly reflected from the battle.
Although Ren Cangqiong's attacks are unstructured, he can use speed and explosive power to fill the gaps, making it difficult for Song Lan to take advantage of the gap.
As a result, the battle situation is a bit dumbfounding.
It was obviously the pinnacle showdown between two young and powerful men, but the scene was not even as ugly as the one between Wu Feiyang and Ren Xinghe.
Although Wu Feiyang and Ren Xinghe were on offense and defense, at least the rules were clear, and it was easy to see the level between offense and defense.
As for these two, both offense and defense are incomprehensible and disorganized. If I had to use one word to describe this feeling, it would be - chaos!
It's indeed a mess.
Song Lan was actually very anxious. She was a smart person. After a few back and forths, she knew that Ren Cangqiong had seen through the battle situation they had deduced in advance.
So he made moves that were unpredictable and did not allow Song Lan to control the rhythm at all. To put it bluntly, Ren Cangqiong was just destroying the rhythm and planning to win in the chaos.
The choice left to Song Lan is to give up the rhythm of suppressing Ren Cangqiong, give up the late-strike tactics, take the initiative to launch an attack, and confront Ren Cangqiong.
Or we can only continue to maintain this inexplicable state of confrontation.
All in all, the situation seemed to be evenly matched, but in fact she, Song Lan, had already lost a bit because the enemy had the advantage of predicting the enemy.
Even if the rhythm is disrupted, the situation can still be controlled, which shows that Ren Cangqiong's strength is by no means a boast, but is real.
His strong control and adaptability in battle made Song Lan gradually suspect that this guy was born to be a fighting genius?
To change or not to change? Song Lan was undecided in her heart. But this hesitation soon made her suffer. A few changes in Ren Cangqiong's rhythm made her very uncomfortable.
Song Lan bit her silver teeth, and she knew that if she didn't change her moves, she would die of suffocation if she wasn't beaten to death by Ren Qiong. She screamed, and her whole body surged with energy, sweeping away all distracting thoughts. She held the light sword in her hand and took the initiative.
attack.
As the sword light swayed, countless fine needle-like air currents pierced towards Ren Cangqiong like a shower of flowers all over the sky.
Seeing that Song Lan finally gave up his original tactics, Ren Cangqiong laughed: "Finally stopped shrinking? I'm afraid the person who taught you will be disappointed."
After hearing this, Luo Xuan and Song Qingshan in the audience were both secretly awe-struck, and strange thoughts arose in their hearts at the same time. This man was very thoughtful and could sense the enemy's opportunities before he even took the stage. He took the initiative in every aspect. His combat experience and quality were indeed second to Song Lan's.
Come on! If this son is not eliminated, he will become a big trouble in the future!
Ren Cangqiong can be considered proud of being able to make a strong person in the Heavenly Realm have such fearful thoughts.
When it comes to confrontation, who can Ren Cangqiong be afraid of?
Amidst the whistling sound, the "Whirlwind Falling Leaf Sword" was finally unleashed.
"The Golden Needle saves the tribulation!"
"Wind and lingering clouds!"
"Wanjian Chaozong!"
There are three types of sword moves in total, but there are no less than a hundred variations. When fighting against Song Lan, the two of them fought head-to-head, and the fight was vigorous and full of fire.
This extravagant attack was so dazzling that it finally made the surrounding audience feel happy!