Yi Qixing didn't like being judged by others at all, let alone being judged like in the Sword Criticism Club. Especially, in his eyes, Bu Yuanting and others were just mediocre, so how could they evaluate his swordsmanship.
Not to mention the other participants, at least in the past few sessions, both the people and the swords were very average, so he had never actually participated in the sword evaluation meeting.
Since there is no actual competition, who would feel that they are inferior to others?
In particular, a person's swordsmanship can almost be said to be the embodiment of his own beliefs and path. How can he be inferior to others out of thin air?
Because of this, Yi Qixing has been calling Yuansou to practice his own swordsmanship for many years, such as the Sword Forum, the Sword Appraisal Conference, and the Sword Sealing Tower. From the perspective of the leader of the Seventh Cultivator, he has no idea what they mean.
Yi Qixing has never been interested in this kind of thing unless it involves the Seventh Cultivation of Martial Arts.
I came here this time because of Qi Taizu's recommendation. Although the two of them did not meet each other by friendship, nor were they masters and disciples. After the initial connection, the other party disappeared, but the friendship between the two parties was not bad.
A swordsman who is admired by even the founders of the Seventh Form of Martial Arts is worth a moment.
So, he came. Apart from some unpleasantness in the process, after the other party drew his sword, the head of the Seventh Cultivator's opinion of the Confucian Sword Emperor rose rapidly in just a short moment.
Being famous is not as good as meeting, meeting is worse than being famous, that's it.
"One move will let you know the difference." Lin Chongyang could more or less guess what Yi Qixing was thinking at this time.
But this doesn't change the fact that the leader of the Seven Cultivations deserves a beating.
The clanging sound of Qingyue comes from the body of the Qiye sword, and the sword realm appears. The person and the sword are indistinguishable from each other, and the mind and the sword are one and the same.
A sword comes out!
Like a dragon turning invisible and wagging its tail, it suddenly sees changes in the wind and clouds, and is filled with thunder and energy.
Fast, too fast to react.
The stream of light flashed so fast that even the sharp five senses could not play a big role in the face of the speed that could not be observed with the eyes.
One can only make a judgment in a split second through the collision of sword intentions.
clang!
Bao Xue stabbed out, and Qi Ye collided with each other like needle points against wheat awns.
The ancient and unparalleled sword intent penetrates the sky and the earth, and the wind blows the clouds, pressing down on Yi Qixing!
Just as the sword tips collided, Yi Qixing felt that the hand holding the sword was numb. If he hadn't had a deep enough foundation, the sword would have been released immediately upon contact, and even the surrounding heaven and earth energy would have been affected by the opponent's sword intention. The influence was forcibly isolated and could no longer be sensed.
This was only the first move between the two sides. Yi Qixing could only resolve the sword pressure by continuously condensing his sword intention.
immediately!
But seeing Qi Ye's sword deflected and passing by Ba Xue, the long sword was swung wildly, and there were thousands of changes in his hand, so Yi Qixing could only resist with all his strength, and thousands of changes were coming soon.
Simple, direct, domineering, and compelling. In the process of receiving the move, he fully demonstrates his swordsmanship, allowing his opponent to have a deep understanding of himself.
The battle between the two suddenly came to a stalemate.
Lin Chongyang held his left hand behind his back, and the attack on the sword became more and more intense.
Suddenly, there is no physical state, the instant shadow is separated, and it reaches the clouds from the top, it is the sword of the original intention.
Yi Qixing's body split into two, breaking the deadlock, and then he reunited behind Lin Chongyang, and the snow-capped sword swept out.
Lin Chongyang twisted his wrist, holding the sword in his backhand instead of his forehand, and folded it behind his back. The hilt of Qi Ye's sword was at the bottom, and the sword's edge was diagonally raised from bottom to top. It was exactly the style of Su Qin's back sword.
clang!
The sword edge collided three inches away from Lin Chongyang's left neck. At the same time, he moved his right hand outward, used the force to turn around, and completed the switch from forehand to backhand, regaining control of the rhythm of the battle.
Lin Chongyang has benevolence in his heart, his posture is kind, and the sword in his hand moves according to his heart.
Every move is a killing move, but there is no killing intention at all. Every move is based on the enemy's advantage, leaving three points of leeway.
A strange feeling of disharmony arose in Zi Yi Qixing's heart as the two of them clashed, regardless of the movement, stillness, transformation, and change of the moves, or the speed, fierceness, softness, skill, and complexity of the moves.
They are all under the control of the other party and act according to the other party's regulations.
Realizing this, he looks down upon the world and is arrogant. When he encounters similar people, he should respond in the same way.
Yi Qixing's eyes flashed, Shengyue's cold light flashed, and the head of the Wuxin sword appeared!
Feed the enemy plane first versus feed the enemy plane first. The competition is based on both sides' mastery of moves, understanding of swordsmanship, grasp of timing, and the most important thing is their hearts and thoughts!
The Wuxin Sword is not an ordinary sword move, but a sword of thoughts, but the stalemate battle situation has not been changed by this move.
Break through violent diseases, control skillfully with softness, overcome complexities with strength, and resolve diseases with complex diseases;
In martial arts, no one can surpass him.
The metaphysical sword has no one in ancient times, and thousands of swords respect it, worshiping it like a god;
No one can stand shoulder to shoulder with him in the art of swordsmanship.
The deepest emotion leads to wisdom, and the most profound wisdom leads to life;
Moves, styles, hearts, thoughts, all aspects can be distinguished by one move.
immediately!
clang!
The sword realm collapsed, and the exchange of moves between the two continued, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
Sweat dripped from his forehead, Yi Qixing said while dismantling his moves:
"If you can break through this move, it's not worth Yi Qixing's special trip."
However, the sword in his hand kept whining, and even developed small cracks one after another, gradually becoming unable to bear the load.
"With the next move, the sword in your hand will break."
At the same time as he spoke, Lin Chongyang dodged sideways to avoid another clash of swords. The edge of Bao Xue's sword brushed past his waist, and the sword energy he shot was deflected elsewhere by the invisible force field.
Yi Qixing didn't care about this: "If it can't withstand my moves, it means it's not worthy of being my sword!"
Bathing Snow, from Binglou, was when he casually saved a young man named Baili Binghong, and his eldest brother repaid him with this sword. At first, this sword was quite easy for him.
However, as his swordsmanship became more advanced, it became a drag.
After the words fell, the true energy penetrated the sword body again, the sword's intention stirred, and Yi Qixing took advantage of the momentum to retreat.
Then.
The fly whisk taken off the back pointed to the southwest, and the bathing snow sword already in his hand pointed to the east. Suddenly, a majestic aura appeared from the standing sword seal to the sky.
Amid the whine, the cracks on the sword continued to increase and expand.
"It's helpless."
Lin Chongyang sighed softly when he saw this. The sword is a good sword, but its spirituality is a little worse than Qiye. As long as it is carefully nurtured, the sword spirit will definitely be born from the sword in the future. It is a pity to meet such a sword master.
Although, apart from needing a beating, Yi Qixing was actually fine.
It can only be said that the sword's compatibility with people is somewhat poor.
If Qiye hadn't been able to sense Baoxue's spirituality, Qi Ye also liked that well-behaved spirituality very much, and Lin Chongyang wouldn't have sighed at this moment.
"The sword looks at Qian Qiuchen!"
The cold front flashed, and Yi Qixing was the first to attack. Just when the sword was in front of Lin Chongyang, Qi Ye's sword advanced forward, focusing on entangling and transforming first, to avoid a fierce confrontation with Bao Xue - —
"Spring and Autumn Holy Scroll: The Spiritual Turtle has solved all the problems and left nothing behind."
Yi Qixing's offensive was neutralized by washing the sword. However, Juedai Jiansu didn't appreciate it and continued to push forward with his sword intention.
Bang!
There was a crisp sound, the sound soared into the sky, and Qiye screamed in agony.
(End of chapter)
