Afu has experienced a long time and has been in the Central Plains for hundreds of years. He has witnessed the evolution and development of martial arts. Even the theory of Gangqi was first discussed in martial arts classics nearly two hundred years ago. Its specific method of operation is still unknown to today's warriors.
I don’t dare to claim that I have thoroughly explored it.
In Afu's view, in order to facilitate teaching in the army, all the moves and footwork of the Eight Swordsmanship were reduced to the short and shallow backbone. For soldiers in a huge military formation, such sword skills can be protected by their comrades on the left and right.
It's totally enough.
However, fighting in the arena and fighting in battle are not completely equal. Especially in one-on-one situations, there is more room for maneuvering and maneuvering, and the number of moves must be changed. Not to mention those with advanced martial arts who are full of internal energy.
, is agile, and the eight moves of choosing the front may not be enough to cope with it.
However, Cheng Sanwu breaks through the limitations of the eight forward moves. The moves are still those moves, straight forward, simple and easy to understand. Even a beginner like Chang Qing can see the flaws, but Cheng Sanwu can't resist the faster reaction.
The grasp of the enemy's and our position, as well as the movement and luck, has reached the level of a first-rate master.
Just like before Chang Qing's third attack, Cheng Sanwu took a few steps back to distance himself. Chang Qing's action of raising his sword and pressing down on his body predicted the upcoming attack.
As long as the distance between the two is slightly widened, Chang Qing can be forced to close in and exert all his strength. Cheng Sanwu took advantage of the moment when the opponent's old strength has become old and the new strength has not yet emerged, easily dodged the sharp edge, and then used his backhand to let
Evergreen is at a disadvantage.
If it weren't for sparring, Chang Qing would die if he stabbed the air with his sword.
It's not that he has the ability of Sanwu, but that he is very good at choosing the eight front styles, it's purely based on his unparalleled hand, eye and body skills. With this foundation alone, as Jiang Zhen said, if he is given a profound martial arts canon, he can become a
There are countless masters in the world.
But Afu also discovered that the strength Cheng Sanwu displayed in the battle at Tianchi Shrine was probably not the result of ordinary martial arts training.
Not to mention the terrifying ability of killing An Quti with three punches, just the violent energy that he unleashed unscrupulously, there are not many people in the original martial arts community who can compare with it.
Gang Qi itself is a profound achievement in martial arts. Those who can use Gang Qi will have their martial arts moves refined over time and cannot be rough and inferior. This seems to be contrary to Cheng Sanwu's situation.
Considering that Cheng Sanwu has two sets of meridians in his body, Afu suspected that he might not be able to exert his full strength on weekdays. But that kind of crazy state of strong energy and violent rush of energy is actually combined with some of the energy-stimulating energy and blood to stimulate
The methods of potential are similar, but I don't know what price Cheng Sanwu will have to pay to use his potential in this way.
As for the indescribable horror when An Quti was killed in the end, it was somewhat familiar to high-ranking vampires like Afu. It was the threshold of a certain taboo that was crossed, and a power beyond common sense was exerted.
"Wangshu, go and try it." Afu suddenly became interested.
"Yes." Qin Wangshu obeyed without any hesitation. He pressed the handle of the knife and moved his slender legs staggered.
At this time, Cheng Sanwu was holding a branch and giving instructions to Changqing Gongji, teaching him how to make the inner energy circulate and draw the sword faster.
"Feet!" Cheng Sanwu waved the branch angrily and said, "Who told you to use your back heel to step on the ground? Can't you put some of your strength on the sole of your front foot?"
Changqing didn't dare to refute, so she changed her body and posture slightly, and was hit by a branch on her chest and waist again. She heard Cheng Sanwu scolding: "I asked you to use your strength, and I didn't ask you to move forward. You are in a hurry to kowtow."
?"
Before Changqing could move, he raised his eyes and saw Qin Wangshu coming. Just as he was about to speak, Cheng Sanwu waved the branches: "What are you looking for? Look ahead!"
"Behind you." Changqing saw Qin Wangshu pressing the handle of the knife and guessed the other party's intention.
As soon as Cheng Sanwu turned around, he saw Qin Wangshu with a cold face and cold eyes. She didn't clasp her fists like a martial artist, and said in a cold tone: "Fu Shang has ordered me to fight with you."
"Ah?" Cheng Sanwu's face was confused. He tilted his body and looked at Afu who was not far away. The other party just narrowed his eyes and smiled without any extra explanation.
Waving the branch to signal Changqing to leave, Cheng Sanwu said: "It's agreed, that's all."
Qin Wangshu slowly pulled out the sword from his waist. Although it was also a horizontal sword, the blade was as black as ink and it was unknown what kind of material it was forged from.
"Just take action." Qin Wangshu raised his knife and pointed it at him.
Cheng Sanwu shook his head and said with a smile: "I mean, I won't be able to kill you until I hit you, right?"
"Are you looking down on me?" Qin Wangshu frowned slightly, his beautiful face showing cold murderous intent.
"That's what I'm saying. I look down on someone, but that doesn't stop me from hacking him to death. These are obviously two different things." Cheng Sanwu scratched his head, put the branch aside, and pulled out the Hundred-Refined Divine Sword: "Okay, then you
be careful."
Seeing this, Changqing escaped early, came to Afu's side, frowned and asked: "Are you testing Cheng Sanwu?"
"Can't you?" Afu half-smiled.
Chang Qing didn't like this dominatrix, nor did he like the chambermaid. He hated Cheng Sanwu's rudeness, but he didn't deny that he was more willing to get along with him. He said in a cold tone: "When dealing with people, the first priority is sincerity."
"Cheng Sanwu is right." Afu glanced sideways: "You are just a little baby."
"Compared to the old witch, of course I am a little baby." When it comes to verbal quarrels, Changqing never admits defeat.
Afu wasn't angry either, she just said: "Unfortunately, Cheng Sanwu may not be sincere to you."
While the two were talking, Cheng Sanwu and Qin Wangshu also exchanged blows. Compared with Chang Qing's rigid and clumsy moves, Qin Wangshu's movements were swift and unparalleled, with a series of slashes, the black blade
A sharp black wind blew up.
Cheng Sanwu raised his eyebrows, and he also quickly moved the Hundred Refined Divine Sword, moving his feet, and the two swords clashed continuously, with clanging sounds.
Qin Wangshu's attack was fierce and cunning, and her movement skills were extremely fast. She was especially good at changing directions in an instant. She tapped the ground with her toes, and her body turned to one side like a ghost to draw the sword.
Cheng Sanwu swung his sword to block it repeatedly, and his luck trembled at the moment when the weapons clashed. He deflected the black sword and advanced at the same time. However, Qin Wangshu cleverly dodged it at this moment, leaving only a mist-like shadow in his field of vision.
Sensing the advanced footwork of his opponent, Cheng Sanwu lowered his gaze, trying to grasp the trend of Qin Wangshu's movement. At the same time, with a movement of internal energy, he swung the magic sword horizontally. To ordinary people's eyes, it seemed as if he saw a fan-shaped sword light spread out.
However, the magic sword slashed in a half-circle, but it did not touch Qin Wangshu at all. It turned out that she jumped up directly and landed with one kick.
That night in Tianxiang Pavilion, Qin Wangshu already knew that Cheng Sanwu had an extraordinary secret. This man had the ability to heal himself. Even if he was accidentally injured, he would not need to stay in bed for a long time. Qin Wangshu could do it even more easily.
No scruples. Besides, this person has repeatedly offended the envoy Fu whom he greatly admired, so he just took this opportunity to teach him a lesson.
It was also a flying attack, but this time it was Cheng Sanwu's turn to use his old moves, leaving the door open. Before he could even raise his eyes, a vicious kick came towards his head and neck.
Cheng Sanwu turned slightly, and the moment he received the attack on his shoulder, his knees sank, he lowered his waist and sat on the horse, removing most of the power. At the same time, he suddenly raised his hand to grab her ankle to prevent the other party from breaking free, and he held a knife in his other hand and slashed her back.
legs and feet.
But Qin Wangshu had no intention of escaping, and the black knife stabbed Cheng Sanwu's face and features, a move that would kill both jade and stone.
"Vicious woman!"
Cheng Sanwu immediately gave her a nickname in his mind, or said that Afu and other women were poisonous women.
Seeing the black knife coming towards his face, Cheng Sanwu's strength surged. His body, which was hunched over and sitting on a horse, suddenly straightened up. His strength was like a tide, and he moved with anger. Qin Wangshu felt as if he was stepping on an inflated rubber ball that suddenly expanded.
The whole person was pushed out.
But Qin Wangshu stabilized his figure in mid-air, and landed as lightly as a frog leaping. Without any delay, he jumped silently, and the black knife came to kill him again.
This time Qin Wangshu changed his slashing attack to a straight thrust, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, a series of lightning-like attacks that were uncertain in reality and falsehood, forcing Cheng Sanwu to block and retreat at the same time.
Seeing that he was gradually being pushed to the cliff, Cheng Sanwu turned his sword and seized the opportunity to wrap around the opponent's black sword. He then walked sideways with all his strength and stabbed with a deflection. He stepped forward and punched out with his other hand.
Qin Wangshu tilted her head to avoid Jiubao's big fist. Just as Cheng Sanwu's middle door was wide open, she simply got into the opponent's arms and elbowed her sideways into the heart.
If the impact were strong this time, even if the heart of an ordinary warrior would not be shattered, the heartbeat would probably stop for a while. If the heart and brain were connected, the impact would knock someone unconscious immediately.
Cheng Sanwu instantly bent over, letting his elbow fall. At the same time, he let go of the knife, brought his arms back, and hugged Qin Wangshu.
Qin Wangshu did not expect that the opponent would change his moves like this. Two thick arms like cast iron instantly grabbed her. The force was so strong that she mistakenly thought that her arms and ribs were pinched together.
However, compared to the short-term pain, the hot manly breath came towards his face. The two of them were in close contact with each other only through their clothes. Qin Wangshu's body suddenly stiffened. He was about to change his backhand to hold the knife and stab Cheng Sanwu in the ribs.
Come on, I can hardly even grab the knife at this moment.
"Let's go!"
Cheng Sanwu stepped forward, twisted his waist, and threw Qin Wangshu's entire body.
The cold-faced woman holding a black knife couldn't stabilize her figure, and the ground at the top of the peak was uneven. She took several steps back after landing and almost fell.
However, Cheng Sanwu did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it, but leaned down to pick up his Hundred Refining Divine Sword, and then asked: "How about... just like this?"
Qin Wangshu's face was particularly ugly at the moment. She hated having physical contact with a man, let alone being close to him. Painful memories appeared in her mind involuntarily, followed by a fire of hatred that could swallow up her reason.
Cheng Sanwu watched Qin Wangshu stand up slowly, feeling a sense of coldness all over his body. The surface of the black horizontal knife was actually covered with a thin layer of frost visible to the naked eye.
Changqing's expression changed slightly as he watched the battle. He sensed changes in Qin Wangshu's body. It was not a spell to attract the energy of heaven and earth, but was caused by the movement of Qi in the meridians in a unique way.
Although I have heard in the past that there are skills and energy in martial arts that can produce extreme cold or heat, I have never been able to see it.
However, as far as Chang Qing knows, if you want to use such cold and heat skills, you must move the meridians and qi according to a unique mental method, and it requires a high level of talent in the bones and bones, so not everyone can master it.
"Let me give you a piece of advice." Cheng Sanwu became serious: "If you try your best, I won't hold back."
Qin Wangshu did not answer, and her cheeks were covered with a few ice crystals. The fingers of her hands were almost like ice sculptures, and the green veins on the back of her hands were faintly exposed. Her lips were slightly opened and she exhaled white air. She immediately dragged the knife and ran straight, leaving the white air behind her.
Bring out a moving trajectory.
The frost-stained black knife slashed through the air, Cheng Sanwu blocked it with a wave of the knife, and suddenly felt the icy wind blowing against his face. A biting cold seemed to turn into an invisible blade, drilling into the pores, making people's muscles, bones, skin and flesh shrink and tremble involuntarily.
Qin Wangshu's sword skills are fast and fierce. A few blows can make people feel like falling into an ice cave, and their hearts will feel cold. If their skills are a little weak and they are too frozen to keep up, Qin Wangshu will immediately be killed.
Behead with one knife.
Cheng Sanwu was indeed surprised, but he did not panic. On the contrary, he was aroused with high fighting spirit. He immediately boosted his inner strength and dispelled the coldness all over his body. He spurted out a large ball of hot air from his nostrils. At the same time, he stepped forward, and the hundred-refined magic sword was like a sword.
Mount Tai fell from the top.
Qin Wangshu instinctively tilted her sword to block, but unexpectedly, the force transmitted from the opponent's blade was extremely heavy, causing her inner breath to become confused and her footwork to sluggish.
As soon as the sword was used up, Cheng Sanwu seized the counterattack rhythm and slashed furiously. Every blow was extremely heavy. The two swords collided, the air waves surged, and ice crystals burst out. Qin Wangshu barely blocked a few attacks, but he couldn't fight against that...
The huge force of the bull's collision soon led to an unsustainable situation.
Another blow, although Qin Wangshu blocked the sharp edge, his whole body was pushed back by the huge force. His feet slid back, the strength was gone, his knees became weak, and he involuntarily knelt down on one knee, leaning on the ground with the knife, breathing heavily.
Cheng Sanwu stepped forward and put the knife on her shoulder and neck, and asked in a deep voice: "How? Are you convinced?"
The frost and ice crystals on Qin Wangshu's knife quickly fell off and melted, and her face showed a strange red after intense exercise. However, the look in her eyes when she looked up at Cheng Sanwu was extremely stubborn, and it seemed impossible to hear the words of surrender from her mouth.
"Your martial arts are not bad either." Cheng Sanwu took a few steps back: "But in my opinion, it is closer to a secret attack and assassination, and the frontal fight is always a little less exciting... Mother Yaksha, this is
The apprentice you taught?"
Seeing Cheng Sanwu shouting at him, Afu smiled and stepped forward: "You just relied on your strength to forcefully break the move, which is really not very clever."
"Is it okay if I can win? What do I need to do wisely?" Cheng Sanwu sheathed his sword.
Qin Wangshu stood up, her steps frivolous. She quickly lowered her head to Afu and handed over her hands: "I'm disappointed, Master Fu."
"There is nothing to be disappointed about." Afu raised her hand to hold Qin Wangshu's pulse gate, and at the same time said to Cheng Sanwu: "Wangshu's martial arts was indeed taught by me, but you didn't ask for the same sword skills at the beginning.
Well done."
"Are you talking about that time in Hongsha Town?" Cheng Sanwu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the two swordsmanship techniques were similar. However, when Afu used them, it was like lightning and wind, which made people dazzled.
At first, Cheng Sanwu could only rely on his life-threatening force to rush into the knife net, and barely managed to hold Ah Fu down for a moment, but then she had the upper hand. Even so, Ah Fu did not use all his strength at that time.
"You often boast of your innate divine power, but you have never thought that without superior martial arts, it is difficult to fully exert this divine power." Afu smiled at the corner of her mouth, but her blue eyes showed an unquestionable look: "As long as you are willing, I can
It’s no problem to find secret treasures of elixirs and pills that can boost your cultivation through advanced martial arts.”
"That's right, that's right, and then you will lead me by the nose, and I will work for you." Cheng Sanwu waved his hand: "I'm not that stupid, you can just go to sleep with those piles of martial arts secret treasures!"