Usually only seen in psychic weapons above A level.
The longer the blade is hidden in the scabbard, the greater its power will be at the moment it is unsheathed.
This is not a trick that can be used in ordinary sparring, especially when there is a certain disparity in strength.
Although Shen Qian brought "Shanhe", he just kept an extra trump card. In fact, he didn't think he could use it today.
But the students at Sukowu University didn't know the twists and turns involved. When they heard that Shen Qian was "afraid of killing Qu Xiangyun," they all became furious.
So a new round of scolding started again.
"The bullshit national martial arts champion is just an arrogant fanatic!"
"You are so good at pretending...do you think this will also give you extra points in the college entrance examination?"
"Qu Xiangyun, give him some color!"
The countless noises even made Qu Xiangyun speechless, who wanted to speak several times.
After a while, under the shouts of the college instructor, the noise gradually subsided.
At this time, Shen Qian looked around and saw that the entire Sukowu University Athletic Square was already packed with people, the number definitely exceeded two thousand.
I'm afraid most of the people in school have gathered here.
In addition to the senior seniors who were looking at him coldly, there were also twenty or thirty figures standing in the air.
Fortunately, Shen Qian has condensed his spiritual core now, and his state of mind is no longer what it used to be, but he can still keep his expression calm and as steady as an old dog.
"What I heard...is that I'm still not worthy."
Qu Xiangyun's voice finally came through, and her eyes became a little colder. Apparently after taking out the S-level psychic long sword, she couldn't bear Shen Qian's contempt.
Buzz!
The Yitian Sword in her hand shined brightly, blooming with a blue color, as if it was also becoming angry following the owner's mood.
When Shen Qian saw it, he couldn't help but admire it. It was indeed an S-class psychic weapon, and it already had some kind of spirituality.
Perhaps seeing Shen Qian's lack of response, Qu Xiangyun stopped talking, stepped on lotus steps, suddenly closed the distance between him and Shen Qian, and then slashed out with his sword.
Tear!
The sword light that penetrated from the sword body was small at first, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a shocking sword light that was more than thirty meters long, and even the air made a tearing sound like cotton.
Boom!
The fountain behind Shen Qian exploded, and the water flow was cut off in the middle. At the same time, the bluestone ground in front of him and behind him was split.
A long and narrow gap spread, and rubble flew.
Severe pain spread in linear lines from his forehead. Even though the sword light was still more than ten meters away from him, there were blood drops oozing out of his body.
If it weren't for the fact that his ten-aperture body was far superior to the average mid-level martial artist, even among the high-level warriors there would be few who could match it, and I'm afraid it would have been torn apart by now.
At this moment, Shen Qianming realized the difference between S-class psychic weapons and A-class weapons.
In the warrior stage under the mountains and seas, due to the quality of the vitality, it is difficult to release it and form a lethal method.
If there is, it will probably require the help of high-star martial arts.
But an S-class psychic weapon can easily solve this problem.
In short, Qu Xiangyun's sword is something that only Shanhai can do under normal circumstances...
In other words, this is the legendary "forty-meter sword"!
The power of a sword is so terrifying.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Shen Qian could not allow himself to think too much. He let out a low drink, his energy surged throughout his body, and he swung out the mountains and rivers in his hand along with the scabbard.
Clang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in the air, the scabbard and sword light collided, and the terrifying torrent spread instantly, rolling up countless gravel and dust, forming a terrifying sandstorm, sweeping away in all directions.
However, there are so many powerful people at the scene, so it is naturally impossible for accidental injuries to occur.
The sandstorm spread to an area of tens of meters, and was blocked by the invisible wall of air, preventing it from advancing any further.
However, the two people at the center of the storm were completely covered by the smoke, and they could not see clearly what was going on for a while.
"How's it going?"
"Who wins!"
The teachers and students of Sukowu University are a little anxious.
With great difficulty, the smoke and dust finally dispersed, revealing two people facing each other ten meters apart.
When they saw the situation of the two men clearly, the students of Sukowu University burst into loud cheers after a brief moment of stunned silence.
Qu Xiangyun was intact, and the sword in his hand was still shining brightly.
But Shen Qian looked much more embarrassed.
His figure finally took a few steps back, and his clothes were torn into strips by the sword energy. Only the boxer briefs that Shen Qian had specially protected remained intact.
There was a trace of blood seeping through, and it was impossible to tell the extent of Shen Qian's injuries, but just looking at the appearance, it looked like he was seriously injured.
"Are you willing to draw your sword now?"
Qu Xiangyun stared at Shen Qian and asked slowly.
Shen Qian raised his head, brushed away the long and messy hair from his forehead, and exhaled slightly: "I'm afraid it still won't work."
There were scoldings all around, and Qu Xiangyun also frowned.
"If you give up now and leave, and destroy the stone tablet, I will stop."
After a moment of silence, Qu Xiangyun spoke.
"Why let him go!"
"Break his hands. Since he is here to kick the school, you should be mentally prepared for serious injuries!"
Seeing that Qu Xiangyun actually wanted to give up, the students from Sukowu University who had regained their confidence naturally quit and started clamoring one after another.
"Come on."
Shen Qian ignored the sounds around him and just whispered: "I'm offended."
The next moment, Shen Qian closed his eyes.
...What a pity.
Shen Qian sighed inwardly.
With his own hard power, he can only reach this point.
He won't lose to Qu Xiangyun, but under the Yitian Sword, it is quite difficult to win.
Qu Xiangyun was a little confused. She seemed to have heard Shen Qian's whisper, but she was not sure whether she heard it wrong.
At this moment, Shen Qian opened his eyes again.
Qu Xiangyun has never seen such eyes.
Even profound, surpassing that of a prince.
She was absent-minded for a very short period of time, and Shen Qian had already moved and disappeared from the spot silently.
It's like blending into the flow of water, traceable but elusive.
Qu Xiangyun never thought that someone could use basic body skills to this extent, but in an instant, a sense of crisis filled her heart.
She could vaguely see Shen Qian's movements, but she felt helpless as she didn't know where to start.
Shen Qian was like the most graceful water plant and the most confusing wind. Before she could think of the most correct response, Shen Qian was already three meters away from her.
Such a distance is almost impossible for a confrontation between high-level warriors.
"What is Qu Xiangyun doing? Why does he seem to be stunned!"
"Shen Qian is so close, why don't you fight back..."
Countless people didn't understand Qu Xiangyun's situation. From their perspective, they could only see Shen Qian moving forward left and right, while Qu Xiangyun remained indifferent.
At most, I feel that Shen Qian's forward movement is very smooth, with a kind of enchanting beauty, and nothing else can be seen.
Only the powerful men above the mountains and seas saw the subtlety, and their expressions changed, but they were completely unable to intervene.
All the drastic changes seemed to happen in just a moment.
Qu Xiangyun finally bit his red lips, and a sword flower danced out of the Yitian Sword in his hand, and he actually fired seven swords in an instant.
These seven swords spread out in all directions with the force of water waves.
Since I don’t know where Shen Qian will end up, I’ll kill him everywhere!
Qu Xiangyun's idea is very crude, but very effective.
This is the confidence that S-class psychic weapons give her.
Under the mountains and seas, no one can stop you!
Boom boom boom!
The air seemed to be cut out, and there were bursts of sonic booms.
Shen Qian's figure also shattered.
But Qu Xiangyun was surprised. There was no blood or obstruction... it was a phantom!
When she just had this idea, Shen Qian appeared from behind her like a ghost and pinched her wrist.
It turned out that the opponent's speed was so fast that even she was obscured by her own vision.
Click!
Severe pain came, accompanied by a muffled groan. Qu Xiangyun had no time to react. His wrist had been broken, and the Yitian Sword fell to the ground with a clang.
She still wanted to struggle, but two fingers that were slightly warmer but more powerful had already pinched her throat.
Qu Xiangyun did not dare to move anymore, and his eyes dimmed as if he had resigned himself to his fate.
"What kind of movement are you doing, and why have I never heard of it?"
The remaining trace of unwillingness in his heart, or the confusion caused by the inexplicable defeat, made Qu Xiangyun ask softly.
Shen Qian remained silent without any words.
And in the athletic square, the moment the Yitian Sword fell to the ground, for the first time today, it became silent again.
Many people cannot accept Qu Xiangyun's failure.
There are many more people who cannot accept that Qu Xiangyun was defeated so "arbitrarily".
If they hadn't known that it was inappropriate at this time, I'm afraid countless people would have questioned it.
……
Vertically upward from the athletics square, two people stood tall hundreds of meters in the air.
One is a man with white beard and hair, but his face is extremely young, and the other is a beautiful woman with a plump figure.
The two of them seemed to be floating among the clouds and mist, and even the strong men of the mountains and seas not far below were unable to detect their existence.
"It's a basic movement technique, but it's completely different." The man couldn't tell whether he was impressed or surprised, and said in a slightly complicated tone.
"He completely predicted the position of all Qu Xiangyun's perspective movements. It can be said that every step he took was actually stuck in the blind spot of Qu Xiangyun's perspective."
The beautiful woman also analyzed and then showed an extremely puzzled expression.
"Qu Xiangyun's eyes have become a tool for him to deceive. He is young and has not experienced many battles. How did he have such a perfect fighting consciousness?"
"What a great Shen Qian, what a national martial arts champion. He is well-deserved and an eye-opener."
The man did not respond to her question, perhaps because he did not have the answer himself. He just sighed softly, "The Marquis of Jingcheng has found a treasure!"
"Principal, what should we do now?"
The beautiful woman said with some worry, "Qu Xiangyun has been defeated. Who else can stop Shen Qian? We can't let him really erect the monument here, right?"
The man was silent for a while, and then said: "Originally, if we were to kick out the school normally, we would be defeated if we lost, but the stone tablet is indeed a bit glaring, let the seniors take action."
The beautiful woman nodded slightly, she thought so too.
What Shen Qian did has already touched the bottom line of Sukowu University, and there are some rules that you no longer need to pay attention to.
When she was about to leave, the man stopped her again, "Wait... call Bai Fei here too."
A look of consternation was evident on the beautiful woman's face, and she hesitated and said, "This...isn't it. You also know that Bai Fei is at a critical moment."
"Call me." The man smiled meaningfully, "One party must be convinced."
Although the beautiful woman didn't quite understand, seeing the principal insisting, she nodded and disappeared in mid-air.
……
Qu Xiangyun also lost.
No matter how hard it is for the teachers and students of Sukovu University to accept, this is the fact before them.
The scene fell silent, especially the freshmen at Sukowu University found it difficult to accept it.
How much they once admired Qu Xiangyun and the other three people, they feel so disappointed now.
The stone tablet that was brought before the sinking has been standing in the athletic square of Sukov University for more than an hour.
Regardless of the final result, this day will be remembered by all Sukovu University students present.
Qu Xiangyun covered his severed hand, picked up the Yitian Sword that had fallen to the ground, and walked back to the crowd without saying a word.
Shen Qian also returned to the stone tablet and resumed the posture of standing with a pestle and knife, as if waiting for something.
Many people are confused.
They didn't know why Shen Qian didn't speak and what he was waiting for.
They suffered even more from the silence at this time, eager for a professor to stand up and end this day quickly.
At some point.
As if driven by some kind of energy, the crowd in one direction was separated, and a young man with a stern look strode forward.
With every step he takes, his momentum continues to rise.
After three steps, his momentum has even exceeded the limit of a high warrior, but he is still climbing higher and higher, as if there is no end.
The crowd gradually became agitated, and the young man's name was constantly passed around.
"Zhou Renlin, it's Zhou Renlin!"
"Zhou Renlin, a junior?"
"Damn it, I almost forgot, we still have seniors who haven't taken action yet!"
An inexplicable excitement spread among the crowd.
"Senior Brother Shen, since you don't understand the principle of giving up when you're ready, today, I have no choice but to let you lie down and leave here."
Zhou Renlin looked calm and spoke from a hundred meters away. Although his words were plain, he revealed strong confidence.
At this time, Shen Qian, who had noticed the person coming, turned over the information in his hand and quickly found the other person's name.
"Zhou Renlin, No. 87 on the rising dragon list..." Shen Qian compared the photos and called out the other person's name accurately.
Zhou Renlin couldn't help but frown when he heard Shen Qian speak, and felt a sense of vigilance in his heart.
He has been watching the battle for a long time. He originally thought that the information in Shen Qian's hands was only for the first-year students of Sukowu University, but now it seems that it also includes senior students like them.
This is a bit weird.
Could it be that... am I also the target of his plan?