Everyone on the street was surprised to hear that Luo Qinghan elevated Hong Chen's sword skills above those of Yunmo Sect and Beihai Kunlun Sect.
They witnessed Hong Chen's powerful battle with the three fierce men of Tianyun, and admitted that his sword skills were so superb that there were few enemies in the martial arts world. However, the inheritance of sword skills from all major schools have gone through the test of time, creating many great masters in the martial arts world, and the "Knife Emperor" on Yunwu Mountain.
"Known as a peerless swordsman who is rare to see in a century, his reputation is still higher than that of the "sword madman" Luo Qinghan. How can we say that Hong Chen's swordsmanship school is better than the Yunmo School and the Beihai Kunlun Sect?
Several Yunmo Sect disciples were the most angry and opened their mouths to refute. Qi Yue put his index finger on his lips to signal them to stop talking, then put down his finger and said softly: "Senior Luo has always been indulgent, and sometimes his descriptions are inevitably exaggerated.
, no one can take it seriously.”
A junior fellow student couldn't help but ask: "But if he is really arrogant and free by nature, why would he join Guiyi Division and become the commander of the Purple Guards?"
Qi Yue shook his head and did not answer.
Hong Chen looked at Luo Qinghan in confusion: "Your words are too convoluted. I can't understand many words. But I guess you are praising me."
Luo Qinghan smiled and said: "You are simple-minded. No wonder you have mastered the unparalleled sword skills at a young age. Who taught you the sword skills?"
Hong Chen said: "No one has ever taught me how to use the sword."
A guard in purple raised his head and shouted: "Commander, he is talking nonsense! When we were ambushing him, we heard him clearly say on the stone bridge that he has a master who lives in a bamboo house somewhere."
Hong Chen turned to look at him: "Brother, I have a master, but he never taught me the swordsmanship."
Luo Qinghan asked: "He taught you the internal strength?"
Hong Chen turned back: "Internal strength? No. My master only taught me how to raise bamboo rats."
Luo Qinghan's long eyebrows frowned: "You are lying to me."
"I'm not lying to you. My master only taught me how to raise bamboo rats." Hong Chen continued to deny, and then asked in turn, "Does someone have to teach you sword skills?"
"It's not necessarily true. My swordsmanship was created by me." Luo Qinghan nodded and stared at Hong Chen suspiciously, "Could it be that your swordsmanship was also created by you?"
Hong Chen shook his head: "I don't know how to use a sword."
Everyone on the long street, including Luo Qinghan, was stunned.
Luo Qinghan snorted and said: "Looking at your honest and honest face, I thought you wouldn't lie to others. It turns out that you lie without blinking an eye." He held the sword in his right hand and raised it, pointing the blade at Hong Chen: "You
It doesn’t matter if you don’t tell me, my sword will ask.”
Hong Chen was used to telling the truth but being regarded as a lie by others. He did not refute Luo Qinghan and just sighed.
To Luo Qinghan, this sigh was undoubtedly a defiance and provocation when accepting the challenge. He immediately said to the purple-clothed guards: "Give him a knife!"
Immediately, a purple-clothed guard came over with a three-foot steel knife with a sharp blade in both hands. Ji Cha suddenly said: "This is just an ordinary steel knife. Luo Qinghan, what you have in your hand is the famous sword 'Withered Bishu'.
How can it be fair to cut gold like jade and cut iron like mud?"
Luo Qinghan said: "That's right. But I like my sword and don't want to use any other sword." Then he said to the purple guards: "Bring your best sword!"
Ji Cha raised his hand and waved: "No, I have a knife here." He took off the bamboo basket behind his back, uncovered the linen cloth, stretched out his hand to fumble a few times, and pulled out a two-foot dagger that was as black as ink.
"This sword is called 'Kongshan'. It is cast from a single piece of hundred-refined black iron. It is extremely hard. It ranks thirty-seventh in the Yunzhou Weaponry. It was once a heirloom treasure hidden in the secret vault of the Iron Fist Gang. Twenty
Tianqian was 'borrowed' by me."
Ji Cha talked about the origin of the black dagger and wiped it with his slender fingers. Everyone saw that the knife had no edge.
Seeing this, Ma Sihai hurriedly said: "This knife is only on the weapons list because of its good material. It doesn't even have a blade. How can it be used as a weapon? Brother Ji Cha, please give Brother Hong Chen a different knife."
Zha Yugui scolded: "What do you know? The sharper the sword, the better. As everyone knows, 'a heavy sword has no edge, and a great skill has no workmanship'!"
On the side, Zhang Zichui also said: "Brother Hong Chen's sword skills are not very sharp in the first place. He rarely uses the blade to fight against the enemy. He often fails to attack but is more than capable of defending. This sword is indeed suitable."
When Hong Chen took over the "empty mountain", Ji Cha patted his shoulder hard and said: "With my sword, you will definitely defeat Luo Qinghan and become famous in the martial arts!" But he was thinking in his heart, after a while
Everyone else's attention was attracted by the sword fight between Hong Chen and Luo Qinghan, and he escaped just in time.
Youdao is a "dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist". What's more, Hong Chen himself has never committed any crime. He was arrested by the Guiyi Division and he was innocent. At most, he was tortured in the process. He treated him to a Kyushu banquet.
, you can be considered worthy of him - how many people dream of getting a beating in exchange for a Kyushu banquet.
But as soon as this thought came to his mind, Ji Cha discovered that Tianyun Sanmeng had already stood beside him at some point, and he suddenly felt miserable again.
Everyone on the long street felt that they were far away from Hong Chen and Luo Qinghan, leaving more than ten feet of space. Luo Qinghan didn't say a word, and suddenly thrust his sword straight, and the thin blade like cicada wings almost disappeared under the night sky.
No traces can be seen.
Hong Chen raised his hand and swung the sword, seemingly slashing into the air, but a bright spark came out. Luo Qinghan suddenly retracted the sword and stabbed again, but Hong Chen calmly swung the sword and blocked it again. One sword was so thin that it was almost transparent, and the other sword
Then there was a sword, a knife with a handle so black that it blended into the night, one sword after another. The people on the long street could no longer see the sword and the sword, and could only see the hands of two people as fast as meteors in the sky.
Gradually, broken swords and swords came out, smashing the stone slabs on the street and the tile eaves on both sides. After a hundred and two hundred moves, no one saw victory or defeat. Many people saw that
I was stunned: a little-known young man actually met a big man who was famous all over the world.
The swordsmen were evenly matched! Tianyun Sanmeng, Zha Yugui and others could see at first that Luo Qinghan was conserving his strength and had been testing Hong Chen's tricks. But gradually they discovered that it seemed that every time Luo Qinghan gained strength,
In attack, Hong Chen can also add another layer of strength to defend.
Even Qi Yue, who had been watching for a long time, said to his junior brothers and sisters: "The bamboo cutter's defense is absolutely watertight. None of his extra movements are wasted. He uses his body and knife to the extreme. Compared with him, we always
Use the knife according to the knife skills and routines, and your mind and body will never forget those rules.
Eye moves will do a lot of useless work. Regardless of the swordsmanship school, our sword skills are indeed inferior to his. However, there is no need to underestimate ourselves. We practice hard and practice diligently, and practice Yunmo School's sword skills.
To an extremely advanced level, you can also win without any tricks but with all the tricks."
Yu Wengang kept staring at Hong Chen and Luo Qinghan's back and forth, and couldn't help but said: "I don't know if this is a little girl or a young man. He is so powerful. He seems to have not tried his best when fighting us."
Yu Wenyong said: "No, no, he did his best at that time. Otherwise, why didn't he defeat us directly and delay it until someone helped him."
Yuwen Gang said: "But he can resist Commander Luo! Forget it, the three of us couldn't even withstand five moves in front of Commander Luo that time."
Yu Wenyong added: "Isn't this simple? Commander Luo let him do it on purpose!"
Yuwen Gang stared: "You're wrong. Commander Luo let him go at first, but he doesn't let him go now."
The two began to argue with each other again, and both felt that they were reasonable. Only Yuwenmeng had more ideas in his mind.
Hong Chen's current strength is stronger than when he fought against him, but it is not that he has made great progress in a short period of time, but that the three brothers have not forced him to use stronger strength.
His sword skills are almost all defensive and have no offensive ability. Fighting against him is a bit like hitting a ball of cotton. If you use 10% of your strength, you can't break it; if you use 30% of your strength, you can't break it; if you use 100% of your strength, you can't break it.
Even with all his strength, he still can't be beaten.
But it is different from hitting cotton. Hong Chen can use defense as offense and return the offensive he has endured. The harder he attacks, the greater the backlash. The three brothers were able to maintain a stalemate with him for a long time because of their tacit cooperation and mutual resolution.
Without the rebound attack, if it were a one-on-one fight, or if it were replaced by three masters of the same level fighting each other, they would have been completely defeated.
At this time, the fight between Hong Chen and Luo Qinghan became more and more loud. Every time the swords collided, it was like lightning and thunder. The streets and houses had been destroyed by the aftermath, and the smoke and dust spread everywhere, gradually obscuring everyone.