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Chapter 382 Poem and Sword Shuangjue Zuo Xiaoduo

The Great Witch of Bingming on the opposite side was concentrating on the battle. It had been a long time since he had been so serious.

But now, I really can’t afford to lose.

Regardless of reputation or material resources, the Great Witch of Bingming cannot afford to lose. He cannot even afford to take the blame.

He still strictly controls his cultivation to remain at the peak of the Danyuan realm, and does not dare to go beyond it. At this time, you must pay attention!

You must not let anyone get caught.

Because there is an extremely shameless being down there.

As long as he uses power that slightly exceeds the Danyuan realm, he will immediately come on stage and judge himself as a loser. At that time, he will legitimately take away 10% of the supplies of the Witch Alliance.

If that was the case, Bing Ming felt that he might as well just buy a piece of tofu and hit it here.

If you are really defeated, it doesn't matter. What can you do if you are unable to do anything? But because he cheated and lost, the Bingming Great Witch feels that he can be kicked by the others for a year!

So this kind of mistake must be absolutely avoided.

But even in the Danyuan realm, he and the sword in his hand are still integrated, and there is no barrier between them.

I am the knife, and the knife is me.

You don't even need to move, just by controlling it with your spiritual thoughts, the skate can move at will, perform the most wonderful changes, and exert its ultimate power that cannot be exerted in other people's hands!

Ice and snow are falling, the sky is freezing, and the ice spirit is roaring back and forth, attacking crazily.

Opposite Zuo Xiaoduo, the stars under his feet were brilliant at first, brilliant to the extreme, but after a moment, he changed his footwork and became invisible.

There was no other reason. He only took two or three steps in the Starry Sky Step, and was instantly broken by the opposite Bing Xiaobing. Moreover, the light of the sword was like a tarsal maggot chasing and slashing at his lower body. He almost suffered a big loss.

Defeated on the spot.

"I was scared to death..."

The Kunlun Dao Sect's skills are not good... As soon as he thought about this, Zuo Xiaoduo was about to kick his crotch legs but did not dare to move.

If you go out, you will be chopped off...

It's just terrible.

When Zuo Xiaoduo saw something was wrong, he made a decisive decision and switched to a set of footwork passed down to him by his father.

According to my father, this kind of footwork is called... a side path!

The biggest feature of this set of footwork is that each step moves in a way that is beyond normal people's expectations. When combined, it is seamless and has no flaws.

This set of footwork can be said to be the most difficult to practice among the various light kung fu and body techniques secrets given by Zuo's father to the two siblings. However, after mastering this set of footwork, the huge effectiveness shown is so powerful that

Zuo Xiaoduo was speechless.

To use the most intuitive analogy: if Zuo Xiaoduo defeats an opponent, it will take more than ten moves with all his strength, but with this set of footwork and weapons, he can kill the opponent in one move!

Well, the first characteristic of this set of footwork is that it is unexpected and unpredictable. The priority is to kill the enemy in a battle. If you reluctantly hold back, will it cause flaws? Therefore, it must not be used lightly in non-important battles.

Taking action is a sure kill!

Another shortcoming of this set of footwork is that it requires extremely huge spiritual power to support it. After all, every step of this footwork is walking in the void. It never touches the ground and requires a large amount of true spiritual energy.

, which is reasonable.

The flash of sword light has already enveloped Zuo Xiaoduo.

However, Zuo Xiaoduo's body flashed back and forth in the light of the sword with strange and treacherous steps, sometimes left and right, up and down, and his movements were so weird that even the great wizard Bing Ming would frown.

"This set of footwork? How come it looks so much like that person's footwork... But this kid's level of cultivation shouldn't be able to control this kind of footwork..."

Bing Xiaobing snorted in her heart.

Did you fight with that person? He barely managed to hold on for two hundred moves before he was kicked in the lower body and flew back? The footwork at that time seemed a bit similar to what Zuo Xiaoduo is doing now...

However, once that person's footwork is performed, even the fighting space will follow his movements, which transcends time and space.

But what Zuo Xiaoduo is using now, although the power is a bit smaller, seems to be more mellow in terms of the intention.

Even someone with a shallow cultivation level like Zuo Xiaoduo can still perform such extraordinary movements!

"The old bastard surprised me as before. I don't know whether it was for the sake of his son that he spared no effort to transform his footwork into a low-level one, or whether he had improved his cultivation to a higher level and further expanded his body skills. Regardless of the result,

They are all his idiots..."

Bing Ming cursed repeatedly in his heart.

Dang Dang Dang.

The ice soul in his hand made a sharp whistling sound, and waves of cold air filled the sky and covered the earth.

You annoying guy, I'll freeze you to death! I'll freeze you to death! I'll freeze you to death!

But the opponent was like the sun in the sky, always unmoving, and the sword in his hand was flying and rolling, just like the endless flow of the Yangtze River.

The heat in his body is endless, and he is completely indifferent to the cold attack of Bing Po.

It's a pity that Zuo Xiaoduo's swordsmanship was gradually restrained by the opponent's swordsmanship when faced with the perfect combination of human and sword from the Bingming Great Witch.

Little by little, I am at a disadvantage, and it is becoming more and more difficult to use.

No matter how wonderful the "side sect" movement skills are, no matter how unexpected and elusive they are, they still need to be paired with sufficient spiritual power and true energy to be used.

Even though Zuo Xiaoduo has a deep foundation and is far superior to ordinary alchemy cultivators, he still has his limits. When his energy is consumed to a certain extent, his body skills will be difficult to sustain. At that time, it will be the moment of defeat!

Moreover, Zuo Xiaoduo's current swordsmanship is just ordinary. How can it compare with the ever-changing skills of the Bingming Great Witch?

Under the stage, the kings on the left and right, and the marshals on the stage all looked a bit embarrassed.

How could they not see the mystery in this despite their sharp eyesight?

Want to lose?!

A long roar was heard, and Zuo Xiaoduo shouted: "Look at my Chunyu Mengmeng sword!"

Suddenly the sword light changed, and a leisurely mood suddenly rushed out, instantly changing the momentum of the arena. Everyone felt it, and suddenly there was a mist of rain and fog on the arena!

Just like the silk rain in spring, it is lingering and lingering. It may be present or absent, but it reaches everywhere and soaks in everything.

Before I knew it, it was refreshing.

Countless students looked at the misty rain and mist, and it seemed as if their hearts softened. They thought to themselves that this kind of rain and mist is the most suitable for taking a girlfriend... walking quietly by the quiet river and along the weeping willow path.

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The sword light is like raindrops, falling densely and reaching everywhere.

Accompanied by Zuo Xiaoduo's long voice: "It's better when the water is clear and clear, and the sky and rain on the mountains are also strange. If a civet is compared to a fairy, it is always suitable to wear heavy makeup and light makeup..."

The voice is ethereal, really pretentious and super vulgar.

Everyone who heard it couldn't help but sigh, such rain and mist, such artistic conception, such good poetry... They really complement each other. I didn't expect that Zuo Xiaoduo was actually a generation of literary giants, a generation of talents, and a generation of poets...

This guy is actually an all-rounder?!

This... this is really unexpected. Why does God love this son so much?

However, those with higher literary literacy also noticed that the third sentence is a little weird, and it is not on the same level as the other three sentences. It would be better if it could be changed to another sentence...

But the Great Witch of Bingming on the opposite side almost cursed!

Plagiarism!

Naked plagiarism!

This is clearly the boss's Silk Rain Sword!

You just changed your name and became Chunyu Mengmengjian, but you actually paired it with a poem. It seems that poetry and swordsmanship complement each other...it's a blatant plagiarism at heart!

So shameless!

And as soon as this Silk Rain Sword, ahem, Chunyu Mengmeng Sword came out, it immediately saved a bit of the decline.

However, when Zuo Xiaoduo used this sword technique for the second time, one of the moves was broken by Bing Ming's sword force. He broke through the defense forcefully and landed the sword with unparalleled power.

Zuo Xiaoduo moved at the door next to the left road, and there was a sound of cracking silk, and a pair of trouser legs was split open with a knife; fortunately, no flesh was injured.

However, the trousers have been turned into bell-bottom pants, adding a bit of romantic charm.

The rain and mist rose again, with a little shining raindrop in the middle, falling in all directions; they were gone at the touch of a touch, but the shining raindrops were endless.

"Look at me, spring rain is as valuable as an oil sword!"

Zuo Xiaoduo chanted in a long voice: "The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but there is no grass up close. The best thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the emperor's capital..."

"What a wonderful poem!" Bing Xiaobing praised.

This is obviously the boss's Xiaoyu sword!

Plagiarized again by this guy who changed his name...

And it is paired with a poem, but it matches so well and fits the artistic conception so well. It is a perfect match, a perfect match, and it couldn’t be better...

Just this poem and one sword, even if the boss personally stands up and proves that he is the founder of swordsmanship, it is unlikely that anyone will believe it!

A poem and a set of swordsmanship are a perfect match. Isn't it too shameless for you, the Great Flood Witch, to say that you created this set of swordsmanship?

You write a poem and I’ll read it!

Damn it, this kid really worked hard and painstakingly to cut off the relationship with the flood boss!

It’s rare that you have such literary talent! Damn you!

Well, this scolding of your father made me even more happy and refreshing!

The Great Witch of Bingming felt fierce in his heart again, and his shooting speed increased a bit again.

On stage.

All the commanders looked satisfied.

"Good poetry, really good poetry. I didn't expect to see such enjoyment while watching the martial arts competition. Principal Ye, this Zuo Xiaoduo is really good at literary talent. Your school pays equal attention to both civil and military arts, and the students you teach are good."

Ye Changqing looked confused.

When did Qian Long Gao Wu pay equal attention to civil and military affairs? Why didn’t I know?

Well, how could a bitch like Zuo Xiaoduo have such literary literacy? This is not in line with his character, there is no reason to hide it!

Swordsmanship is naturally good swordsmanship.

But the biggest disadvantage... what Zuo Xiaoduo never expected was that the other party was also very familiar with these sets!

On the stage, Zuo Xiaoduo kept changing his sword skills, racking his brains to deal with the opponent. However, as soon as the sword skills came out, they were restrained. Godfather's sword skills were restrained, and the sword skills learned from Qianlong Gaowu were restrained.

.

The Kunlun Dao Sect's swordsmanship was restrained, and even the swordsmanship of my father and mother was easily broken by the other party!

Now Bing Xiaobing is like an unshakable mountain, giving people a feeling of invincibility!

He really doesn't want to use his trump card. But...


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