"Someone get a sword for this girl!" Wu Zhongxian was greatly moved and became interested.
"Master Mo, use my sword!" "Use mine!"....
After hearing this, everyone on the sidelines pulled out the swords from their waists. For a while, there was a continuous sound of swords being unsheathed. Everyone put the swords in their hands into the courtyard, and the long sword was inserted straight into the ground.
The sunlight sweeps away, and the cold light is dazzling!
"Need not."
Mo Jianqi slowly walked to Chen Pi, took the pole leaning on the courtyard wall in his hand, looked at Chen Pi squatting in the corner of the courtyard and asked: "Uncle, can you lend me this pole?"
Chen Pi was a little surprised. In all his years of practicing martial arts, he had never seen anyone carrying a pole on stage to compete, but he did not stop him. He said boldly: "Take it now! If it is broken, you don't have to pay for it!"
Mo Jianqi felt relieved when she heard this. She didn't want to add another debt after her death. She held the pole with one hand and shook it a few times. The pole was a bit long for fighting, and it was far inferior to the wooden horse she had before.
"If you feel that this pole is not comfortable to use, you can exchange it with my pole. How about it?" Chen Pi saw the girl holding the pole upright with one hand, which was half a person taller than the girl. No matter how she looked at it, she felt awkward. There was no competition in this.
Looks like...
"Zang Lang!"
A clear light circulated, and the three-foot long white sword was held in Chen Pijing's hand and handed forward.
Mo Jianqi grew up next to a sword-making furnace. She has seen swords made of all kinds of materials. Although the material of the long sword in Chen Pi's hand is not of the highest quality, the blade is not offset at all, and the sword spine runs straight through the entire handle.
The sword body makes this long sword center of gravity, making it a fast sword for killing people!
But Mo Jianqi just glanced at him and said softly: "Master said that I was born in the wood year and don't like iron tools."
"Crack!"
As soon as Mo Jianqi finished speaking, the thick pole in his hand was suddenly broken into two pieces. One end was held by the girl, and then a green inner energy immediately wrapped around the pole.
In an instant, the piece of shoulder pole was invaded by the endless flow of internal energy, and sawdust was flying! It was gradually repaired into a rough sword body!
Chen Pi looked at the scene in front of him and was secretly shocked. The inner energy in this girl's body was very deep, even surpassing that of his third-grade period. This talent alone was enough to make the girl unique in the world.
Chen Pi secretly took a look at Si Jingyun in the room in the courtyard. I was afraid that only the one in the room could compete with the young girl in front of him in terms of talent.
Mo Jianqi waved the wooden sword in his hand a few times. It could be seen from the latter's expression that he was very satisfied with the wooden sword in his hand. Then he flashed and appeared not far away from Wu Zhongxian the next second.
The girl's body was surrounded by a faint inner energy. The two stood facing each other, with fighting intent in their eyes! They were both ready to go! www.81zw.????m
"Please." Wu Zhongxian signaled the girl to take the lead and said with a smile.
"Look at the sword!" Mo Jianqi didn't say much nonsense. He waved the wooden sword in his hand, pointing the blade directly at Wu Zhongxian, and his steps were so fast that it was dazzling.
Before the words come, the sword arrives first!
The tip of the wooden sword cut through the biting cold wind, and reached the center line horizontally and vertically. In just a few breaths, the sword in the girl's hand was only an arm's length away from Wu Zhongxian's throat!
Wu Zhongxian's expression was indifferent, his eyes were calm, and the clothes around him were blown away by the internal air flowing around him. The latter just raised his left hand and waved his fingers together.
A trace of anger flashed across Mo Jianqi's face, trying to resist his full blow with just two fingers?!
The girl shouted in her heart: Who do you look down on?!
The legs suddenly burst out with amazing explosive power. It was already extremely fast, and it could be even faster!
The pair of fingers gradually enlarged in the dark pupils of the girl, and the sword blade and fingertips faced each other across the air. No matter how the girl changed her steps, no matter how the wooden sword in her hand changed the straight thrust trajectory, it was difficult to keep those fingertips between the sword blade and Wu Zhong.
In Xian's throat!
The entire Jianghu Division was silent, and everyone present did not even dare to breathe. Everyone's eyes were focused on the high platform, waiting in their hearts for the collision between the sword edge and the fingertips!
"Bang!"
A loud sonic boom exploded in the courtyard of the Jianghu Division! The surrounding wind suddenly rose! Then I saw two inner qi expanding and squeezing each other! Actually, a rapidly circling spiral composed of inner qi was formed above the Jianghu Division.
Whirlpools, whales sucking the air from all over the world!
In the center of the vortex, Mo Jianqi's face was livid, and his curly yellowish hair was blown away by the strong wind. Swept by the extremely powerful storm of inner energy, although his arms barely maintained the posture of holding the sword and stabbing straight, they were still trembling.
The green shirt on his arms was torn and flying.
At this time, the girl is at the end of her strength. Logically speaking, if the sword misses the enemy's vital point when thrust out, she must quickly withdraw to a safe distance. This is an iron rule that every swordsman should keep in mind!
The reason is that when you hold your sword forward and can attack the enemy, the distance between you and the opponent is the killing distance! Not only can you hit the enemy, but your enemy can also attack you.
Even if you are sure to hit with one hit, as long as it is not a one-hit kill, the opponent can still use his last breath to deliver the last blow and replace you before death.
That’s why the old saying goes out that an inch is long and an inch is strong, which is why guns rank first among a hundred weapons.
Mo Jianqi has been practicing swordsmanship since she was a child. She knows this simple and obvious truth, but at this moment she is holding her breath in her heart. She is unwilling to let the opponent's sword edge be blocked by just two fingers.
!
She has the pride of being a swordsman genius, not only for her reputation as a heroine, but also for the reputation of the Minshan Sword House that she has inherited!
The soaring vortex swept the world in all directions, and even the clouds above the sky were blown away and involved. The rising sun hanging high in the sky was also hidden by layers of cloud pavilions!
The affected area can detect this change even if it is ten miles away from the Jianghu Division!
In an instant, the world fell into darkness. Everyone present stared blankly at this scene that was like a sudden change in the world. They were so shocked that they could not even say a word, and some even sat down on the ground.
My legs have long since become soft and turned into mud!
A smile appeared at the corner of Wu Zhongxian's mouth. How could he not see what the girl was thinking? Then he gently turned his palm downwards, and with the movement of his hand, the cyclonic currents around him danced and rolled.
"Ouch!"
At the strongest point in the sky-high vortex, two dragon heads were faintly formed and continued to solidify, and then two slender dragon bodies circled around the vortex, looming, and the huge dragon body made people look up and look at it.
You can't see the edge, you can't get the whole picture!
"Okay!...Bah, bah, bah." Chen Pi, who was still squatting firmly in the corner at this time, was not affected at all. Just as he was about to open his mouth to cheer for the two of them, he was blown away by the strong wind that swept around him.
