Taoist Priest Xuanzhen's words still saved Feng Yi some face.
Offensive spells, Five Thunder Palm Techniques, Divine Invitation Techniques, and Demon Subduing Techniques are all considered offensive spells.
But Bu Gang Ta Dou is not included in this category.
Bu Gang Tada Dou is fundamentally a auxiliary spell, which can better stimulate the aura in the body, and can be regarded as a semi-plug-in.
But Qingzhu's advantage was too great. Even with Bugang Tadou's blessing, Taoist Master Xuanzhen was not very optimistic about Feng Yi.
Without him, there are still only a few disciples of the Maoshan sect who are interested in swordsmanship, and most of them still like to learn spells.
Feng Yi's various offensive spells are all of high level, and he probably doesn't have much research on swordsmanship either.
Seeing Feng nod his head in agreement, Taoist priest Xuanzhen said to Qingzhu: "Qingzhu, what do you think?"
"Okay." Qingzhu nodded without hesitation.
"Well."
Taoist Master Xuanzhen looked at everyone and said: "Originally, it was decided that there would be three games.
In a two-win system, Feng Yi has already won two games, so he has already won this match. Regardless of whether he wins or loses in the next match, it will not be included in the result."
After hearing what he said, all the disciples reacted. It seems that the head teacher is not very confident in Feng Yi, otherwise he would not have said such a thing.
But Feng Yi's performance just now has convinced everyone, so naturally everyone has no objections.
"Hey, how about another gamble?"
"No, you've already lost. You want to help me wash my clothes for a week, and you still want to gamble?"
"It's just washing clothes, it's nothing. Let's do this. If I win, the previous bet on washing clothes will be cancelled, and you can wash clothes for me for another fifteen days;
If I lose again this time, how about helping you wash your clothes for a month?"
"Then what do you want to bet on?"
"Of course it's a bet on the outcome!"
"Who do you like?"
"Senior Brother Qingzhu, is it possible that you are still optimistic about Feng Yi?"
"I think Feng Yi is calm and calm, and he looks confident..."
"Okay, even if you agree, I will win over Senior Brother Qingzhu, and you will win over Feng Yisheng."
"Hey, you, I'm not...that's all, it's up to you."
"Hey, wait and help me wash my clothes. I have a few dirty robes that I haven't washed yet."
"We still don't know who will win, so don't get too happy so early."
Having said that, the little Taoist priest behind him didn't have much confidence, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Qingzhu had a great chance of winning.
Alas, he was still involved!
Qingzhu looked at Feng Yi opposite him with a very solemn expression.
Just now when Feng Yi used the Five Thunder Palm Technique, he left the bamboo forest and came to the square. He saw how Feng Yi used the Divine Invitation Technique to defeat Qing Song, who was extremely confident.
Although he and Qingyun Qingsong are known as the three most outstanding disciples of the new generation.
But Qingsong’s advantages are huge.
As long as he doesn't get discouraged and is invulnerable, he can't break the opponent's defense at all. Even he has to keep fighting, looking for the opponent's mistakes, and is usually exhausted and sweating profusely and panting.
But compared with Qingsong and Feng Yi, they are a bit unsatisfactory.
Especially the amazing Demon Subduing Technique. With the blessing of Bugang Step Dou, one can actually turn a sword into a sword with one's hand and easily cast the magic, which is an eye-opener for Qingzhu!
It's a pity that the master didn't allow Feng Yi to use the Demon Subduing Technique again, otherwise he really wanted to try it.
However, Qingzhu believed that Feng Yi's trump cards were not limited to these, and perhaps there were even more unexpected ones, which was why he insisted on having a test with Feng Yi.
This match has no bearing on victory or defeat. Qingzhu just wants to fight against a peer who is evenly matched.
"Junior Brother Feng Yi, this sword of mine is made of century-old green bamboo.
Bamboo is a gentleman; its seven virtues are integrity, forge ahead, humility, simplicity, excellence, gregariousness, and responsibility;
Tall and slender, green all year round, proud of the snow and frost."
When Qingzhu introduced his weapons, his expression seemed to come alive.
Like this, his eyes became much more active, with a hint of fiery, and then he looked at Feng Yi solemnly and said: "My sword technique is the Bamboo Intention Sword Technique in Maoshan Sword Technique. It is a medium-level spell, so you must not take it lightly."
Um…
Do you want to throw away all your wealth before the competition? This is too cool.
However, it can also be seen from this point that the opponent does live up to the destiny of Wu Chi, and is indeed worthy of the Green Bamboo Sword and Bamboo Intent Sword Technique. He is so honest.
Seeing that the other party was so serious, Feng Yi also put away his playful thoughts and said seriously: "Senior Brother Qingzhu, don't worry, Feng Yi will not let you down."
"Okay, please give me some advice, junior brother!"
Qingzhu shook the green bamboo sword in his hand, shaking a beautiful sword flower in the air, shouted softly, and struck out with the sword. The green sword energy in his hand was like a tall and straight green bamboo emerging from the sword.
He flew out and attacked Feng Yi.
Feng Yi took a deep breath, stepped back half a step, and injected the breath in his body into the peach wood sword. He stepped on the steps of his feet, and the peach wood sword emitting yellow light collided with the green bamboo, making a thud like a morning sound.
The sound of bells and drums.
After being hit, Feng Yi only felt that the arm holding the sword was a little numb, and he unconsciously took two steps back. This was the first time he came up today and suffered a hidden loss.
Once Qingzhu used his sword technique, he entered a state of selflessness. His eyes could no longer tolerate anything else, and he just spread his sword intent between the sky and the earth. In everyone's eyes, only the greenery blooming in the sky was left, but they couldn't see anything at all.
It's unclear where the sword was thrust out from.
"What a move that fills the sky with bamboo shadows."
Hidden in the Jiuxiao Palace, the old Heavenly Master nodded with satisfaction when he saw this scene. The Maoshan Sect is famous for its magic, but few people know that it is also extremely good at swordsmanship.
Unfortunately, few disciples like to use swords. In their eyes, being able to use the power of heaven and earth to perform terrifying spells is far easier and more powerful than using a sword.
The most important thing is that you can see the shock and horror in the eyes of ordinary people. This sense of accomplishment is far beyond what swordsmanship can match.
Just like Feng Yi, he has used the Five Thunder Palm technique many times in front of everyone, pulling the thunder from heaven and earth, like a god coming to the world. This is just a basic spell.
That’s all.
Even Li Bi'an's Li family swordsmanship was only a simple one-stroke technique in the early stage, with limited power. It would take many years to truly practice one-word swordsmanship and thousands of swords.
As one goes and the other goes, Maoshan's swordsmanship has become a decoration. There are swords and techniques, but no one to study them.
But now, among the new generation of disciples, there is finally a disciple who is obsessed with swordsmanship and has extremely high talent. How can Taoist Master Xuanzhen not be happy? It is reasonable to treat Qingzhu differently.
The old Heavenly Master has been in seclusion for many years and has not cared about worldly affairs. Today when he came out of seclusion and saw that his disciples were like uncut jade treasures, he nodded his head with joy.
However, Qingzhu's performance was surprising, and Feng Yi's performance was also uncompromising.
Although Feng Yi is still on the defensive and has never performed a single sword move, he can find the meaning of every sword strike from Qingzhu and resolve it with the sword-breaking move. Even though he keeps retreating and looks a little embarrassed, he still
