The young academy disciple's face was full of shock and he couldn't help but licked his lips and asked:
"Elder Tang, can a master achieve this level? It's really terrifying!"
Elder Tang also felt inexplicable and sighed:
"The people in the field now are not ordinary masters, they are very rare in the whole Yu.
Watch carefully, the winner will be determined soon."
Is the winner about to be decided?
All the disciples carefully watched the battle in the field, and there was no clue at all.
"Elder Tang, please forgive my disciples for their blindness. What we see is almost the same. No one can do anything about the other..."
The elder suddenly realized that these little guys were still immature in terms of age, cultivation and experience.
Therefore, Elder Tang patiently explained: "Look at the situation on the field. Is it the attacking side that suffers, or the defensive side that suffers?"
While others were still thinking, the clever disciple from before blurted out:
"Of course, the defensive side suffers a loss. If you are not careful or fail to defend well, you may lose directly."
"What you said is right, that's the truth." Elder Tang affirmed with appreciation.
Another disciple asked doubtfully: "Can't the stalemate continue like this? I think His Highness defends easily."
Elder Tang nodded and said with a smile: "Then let's talk about the opponent. Being able to wield a sword for a short period of time at the Grand Master level is really amazing.
However, the consumption of true energy is also very large, and it will not last long, so the victory or defeat is at hand."
On the testing ground.
Xuanyuan Chengfeng saw that although his flying sword suppressed Wushuang on the surface, it was actually in vain.
Wushuang's defense seems extremely thrilling, but in essence it is just raising a leg and kicking a sword, with almost no consumption.
Looking back at myself, although the sword is extremely fast and the attack position is tricky, it consumes a lot of money.
Xuanyuan Chengfeng saw the current situation clearly and made up his mind:
"It's not good for me if this continues. I have to work hard and fight!"
After retracting the flying sword, he reminded loudly: "Junior sister Wushuang, pay attention, this is my last full-strength blow."
While speaking, Xuanyuan Chengfeng mobilized the true energy of his Dantian with all his strength, and shouted: "Tai Qing Sword Controlling Technique, come out!"
When Wushuang heard the reminder, he knew something was wrong and spread his mental power all around his body.
With the word "out", the sword in Xuanyuan Chengfeng's hand flew towards him again.
This time the flying sword was different from the previous ones, it was faster and the angle was more tricky.
When Wu Shuang kicked the flying sword, he also discovered that this time the opponent's flying sword did not need to be retracted at all.
He actually turned around quickly in the air and attacked again.
Yu Jian was indeed too fast, and he no longer had time to lift his feet continuously.
At the critical moment, Wushuang's ghostly body skills reappeared, and he moved his body with a "whoosh" to avoid the flying sword attack.
The speed at this moment was so fast that it left an afterimage on the spot and was passed right through by the flying sword.
On the viewing platform, Qian Yu saw this and blurted out "Your Highness!".
Elder Tang was stunned. He took a breath, shook his head and sighed:
"The art of sword control! I actually performed the art of sword control at the master level. I am so dissatisfied.
And the girl opposite, her speed is so terrifying that she can even dodge the swordsmanship. It’s wonderful, so wonderful.”
In addition, Qingtian Qi Beidou and Ji Wuyan, Xuantian Xie Linger, Juntianjiu Gongzi and others.
Looking at the strength displayed by the two people on the field, they all had serious expressions and solemn expressions, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
The people on the viewing platform were either worried about exclaiming, or were surprised, or were so nervous that they didn’t dare to take a breath.
The two people in the competition field were all concentrating and did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.
Wushuang used ghost body skills to dodge the sword.
There will be second, third, and even ninth and tenth swords that will follow.
I don’t know how many times the opponent’s Qi can continue to carry out attacks.
But I know that I can't be so lucky every time.
Wushuang knows the speed of sword control better than his opponent.
Keeping passively dodging like this is not the answer, give it a try.
Wushuang made an instant decision and used all his mental power scattered around his body to capture the trajectory of his opponent's flying sword.
The moment Xuanyuan Chengfeng's flying sword turned back again, Wushuang's true energy filled his right hand, and struck out with thunder.
Everyone outside the field was shocked to find that His Highness Wushuang actually grabbed the flying sword with his hands at the same time that the flying sword was attacking.
Xuanyuan Chengfeng sneered when he saw this. Before he could open his mouth, he suddenly realized that Feijian had lost contact with him.
At this moment, not only Xuanyuan Chengfeng, but also the elders and disciples on the viewing platform.
Each and every one of them was as if they had seen a ghost in the clear sky and in broad daylight, they were beyond frightened and dumbfounded.
Xuanyuan Chengfeng was horrified and shouted in disbelief: "How is this possible?"
Wushuang in the field actually clamped the flying sword firmly with two fingers, completely neutralizing all his attacks.
This seemingly random and terrifying scene is actually not simple.
Wushuang first used his mental power to capture the trajectory of the flying sword, and struck with lightning the moment it flew towards it.
At the same time, he used his own true energy to disperse Xuanyuan Chengfeng's true energy attached to the flying sword, cutting off the connection with the flying sword.
On the viewing platform, everyone came to their senses from this horrifying scene, and all expressed surprise and admiration.
"Wow~~~~~"
"What is going on? Do you see clearly?"
"You, you, you, you slapped me, I must have been dreaming."
"Can flying swords also be caught with hands?"
Elder Tang said nothing and looked stern.
There was no time to pay attention to the exclamations and doubts of the disciples around him.
He just stared intently at Wushuang on the field, his eyes full of inquiry and doubt.
Afterwards, Elder Tang suddenly stood up and slowly left the stage under everyone's puzzled gaze.
When he came to Wushuang, he announced his family name: "Tang Mingde, the elder of my academy."
Wushuang said respectfully: "Wushuang, a disciple of Yangtian Academy, has met Elder Tang!"
Tang Mingde looked at the flying sword in Wu Shuang's hands and smiled: "It's better to return the sword to Mr. Xuanyuan."
Wushuang nodded, held the flying sword in his hand, turned around and was about to return the sword.
When Elder Tang next to him saw this, he waved his hand towards the sword.
The sword flipped over and flew towards Xuanyuan Chengfeng on the other side, and was caught by him.
Tang Mingde smiled and praised: "Master Xuanyuan, your sword control skills are amazing. Watch carefully. You won't lose unfairly."
While speaking, he stretched out his right hand, and a long sword with a cold light appeared out of thin air.
Tang Mingde looked at Wushuang solemnly and said: "Your Highness Wushuang, I am very itchy and can't help but want to ask for advice in person."
On the viewing platform, there were grandmaster-level geniuses from various schools, including Xuanyuan Chengfeng who had just finished.
Seeing this scene in front of me, I was a little surprised.
Then he seemed to have guessed something, his eyes full of expectation.
The other young disciples of Qingtian Academy were full of curiosity and couldn't help but talk about it.
"Today is really worth it. The elder personally comes to challenge the disciples."
"This has never happened before, right?"
"In the past, some disciples have asked the elders for advice. This is the first time that the elders have asked for advice from their disciples!"
On the competition ground, Wushuang's expression remained calm, his thoughts moved slightly, and the sword appeared out of thin air and was held in his right hand.
Wushuang held the sword and pointed at it, smiling calmly: "Please give me some advice, Elder Tang!"
"Hahaha, okay, I'm here!" Tang Mingde laughed loudly and stabbed with his sword.
Unparalleled true energy was poured into the sword, and with a clear sword cry, he raised the sword and raised it to resist the opponent's attack.
The two of them came and went, you attacked and I defended, the swords clashed with each other and the sound of swords kept ringing, and the figures kept coming and going.
His movements and moves are obviously extremely fast, making people dazzled by them.
But it just gives people a strange feeling of neither plague nor fire, neither illness nor slowness.
The master-level players can see the performance of the two people on the court more clearly and intuitively.
The swordsmanship performed by Tang Mingde is flexible and light, but has an endless artistic conception, and the moves are continuous and seemingly endless.
The unparalleled swordsmanship has a positive aura, and the moves are exquisite, but when executed, there is a sense of lightning speed and violence.
The two exchanged blows for about a stick of incense. Tang Mingde suddenly retreated and laughed loudly:
"What an exquisite swordsmanship, Your Highness Wushuang, how about comparing your swordsmanship skills?"
Wushuang was also very interested, nodded and said: "Wushuang has exactly what he means."
Tang Mingde laughed heartily: "Okay, let me see the Canglong Sword Technique, come out!"
At the same time, Wu Shuang also turned his wrist slightly, holding the Yuanhui sword and shouted: "Tai Xuan Sword Jue, come out!"
The swords in the hands of the two men rose in response and flew into the air quickly.
Like two lightning bolts and a flying rainbow, they entangled together, making a rapid and crisp metal collision sound.
Whether it was Elder Tang or Wushuang, the sword control skills displayed by the two of them.
Both in terms of flexibility and flight speed, it far exceeds the previous Xuanyuan Chengfeng.
On the viewing platform, the master-level geniuses said in unison: "The art of sword control in the Dao-building stage!"
Xuanyuan Chengfeng gave a bitter smile and sighed: "Sure enough, you won't lose unjustly. This is the real skill of sword control."
Elder Tang was concentrating on Yu Feijian, originally thinking that the opponent was young and would not be able to support him for long.
But he didn't expect that he had already used the Canglong Sword Art once, and the opponent still showed no sign of defeat.
Tang Mingde sent the flying sword back, caught it, cupped his fists and said calmly:
"Your Highness is so proficient in sword control. I feel ashamed. I can't help Your Highness, so why don't you just give up?"
Seeing this, Wushuang sent his imperial sword back to him, put away his sword and returned the gift: "Wushuang's cultivation is still shallow, thank you Elder Tang for your mercy."
Tang Mingde laughed heartily: "Hahaha, if I rely on my cultivation to cheat, wouldn't I be laughed at by those old guys?"
He praised without hesitation: "Your Highness Wushuang, you are only seventeen years old, right? You have already succeeded in building the Tao.
This is the youngest Tao-building period in Dayu in thousands of years. I am lucky enough to witness it and I have no regrets in this life!"
Wushuang said humbly: "Elder Tang is ridiculous. Wushuang is just a coincidence. I really don't dare to take it seriously."
Tang Mingde, however, had a serious face and said solemnly:
"This is wrong. Opportunity is also a part of strength, and most of the time, opportunity is more important than hard work."