Chu Xiang suddenly felt embarrassed and said seriously: "Stop making trouble and concentrate on watching the competition."
Song Xiaoting gave Chu Xiang a hard chestnut: "It's because you weren't paying attention."
Chu Xiang did not dare to refute, but pointed at the people in the field and said: "Come, let's focus on watching the Wudang Swordsman. This handsome guy is named Chang Wuyi. He is a handsome young man of the same generation as Shi Wuzheng. He has been practicing Ten Duanjin for more than ten years. I heard that he is still He has the body of a boy, has pure internal skills, and is even more superb in his swordsmanship. He is skilled in both boxing and swordsmanship, and he is so handsome that he is really enviable and jealous."
"Then how is he compared to Shi Wuzheng?"
"It's hard for a junior brother to be as good as a senior brother."
"What kind of internal skill is Shi Duan Jin? Is it easy to learn?"
"It's not difficult."
"Can you ask Shi Wuzheng to teach me?"
"Miss, don't go too far." Chu Xiang shouted.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about Shi Wuzheng. Let's continue talking about Chang Wuyi." Song Xiaoting quickly begged for peace.
"Stop talking and focus on watching." Chu Xiang glared.
"All right."
After a while, Chu Xiang said: "Look at Channel 1."
The two people on stage 1 were facing off, moving with their footwork, constantly testing their opponent's depth and looking for their opponent's weaknesses.
"Pu Swordsman's steps seem to be steady, but when his left foot lands, he is slightly sluggish. This man's weak point is his left foot, but if you look at his movements, every time his left foot is about to land, his right foot secretly accumulates strength. Obviously This weakness of his was deliberately revealed to his opponents, but he was actually prepared for it."
"Look at his opponent, his steps are nimble, his body movements change quickly, and he is obviously good at speed. Most of the time, he moves to Park Swordsman's right foot, constantly testing Park Swordsman's right side, instead of testing him to reveal his weaknesses. The swordsman does not directly test Park Swordsman's left foot. The reason is very simple. He knows that the opponent is deliberately showing weakness to confuse the opponent and make the opponent think that he has seen through the show of weakness and will seize Park Swordsman's right foot to attack. , the real killing move must be to target the weakness of Park Swordsman’s left foot, and with his good speed, defeat the opponent when Park Swordsman’s exposed weakness is not protected in time.”
After testing for dozens of times, the swordsman launched an attack. The long sword gleamed with cold light, approaching Pu Swordsman's right side. Pu Swordsman used his slowness to control his speed, and defended without leakage. After a dozen moves, the swordsman turned away from the clouds and turned into a white snake, spitting out a message. When the guest was parrying, the sword moves changed again. In one move, he turned his sword to the mountain and took on Pu Swordsman's left body. Pu Swordsman's left foot was a little slow, and his right foot had not yet been able to gather momentum and had fallen into the sword net. A sword pierced his abdomen.
"Sure enough." Song Xiaoting said in surprise.
The person above him actually got it right. The people below were very surprised when they heard Chu Xiang's comment just now, knowing that the person above him was not an ordinary expert.
A sword penetrated the abdomen, but it was not fatal. Park Swordsman endured the injury and walked to the medical point. The doctor who had been prepared immediately put the person into a car and sent him to the hospital for treatment.
"Hurry up and tell me about Court No. 3." Song Xiaoting shouted.
"They are all fighting. My words are not as fast as their moves. The masters are fighting each other, several moves per second. The situation is changing rapidly. I can't even explain it in ten mouths." Chu Xiang said helplessly.
"Then what are you bringing me to see? I don't understand."
"Look at the fun, look at the handsome guy." Chu Xiang said.
"Then I see the handsome guy?" Song Xiaoting said happily.
"Don't look at Shi Wuzheng." Chu Xiang said angrily.
"No problem, I don't know where he is anyway." Song Xiaoting agreed immediately.
Soon Song Xiaoting regretted it because he saw Shi Wuzheng walking over in the spotlight. Not only did he come over, he also jumped onto the tree under the two people's buttocks, and stood on the branch next to the two people.
"Close your eyes." Chu Xiang said.
Of course Song Xiaoting refused.
"Keep your word." Chu Xiang covered Song Xiaoting's eyes with his hands.
"I am a woman but not a man, so I don't need to say anything." Song Xiaoting shouted.
Although there are as many martial arts masters as dogs nowadays, and anyone you see may be a master of marrow refining, Shi Wuzheng is different. The demeanor of the Sword Immortal cannot be compared to others. Not only women, but also men cannot ignore his demeanor.
Everyone in the tree looked up, but they stood too low and could only see one-tenth of Shi Wuzheng's figure. They could not get a close look at the demeanor of the Sword Immortal. They could only envy the couple sitting on the treetop.
"Don't look, it's disrespectful in front of an idol." Chu Xiang hugged Song Xiaoting and prevented her from turning her head.
"I'm not naked, there's nothing I can't see." Shi Wuzheng said with a smile.
Unexpectedly, the banished sword fairy took the initiative to talk to him, and his words were easy-going. Everyone in the tree was greatly surprised, and they were even more envious of the woman above them. They ignored the martial arts competition and looked up.
"That's right." When she remembered that she was Shi Wuzheng's half-disciple, Song Xiaoting became emboldened.
"How are you practicing your sword skills?" Shi Wuzheng asked.
"Um... not bad." Song Xiaoting said awkwardly, her excitement about meeting her idol gone.
"You have to keep practicing and don't slack off. If you don't practice for one day, it will be in vain for ten days." Shi Wuzheng said, without any intention of blaming.
"Yes, master." Song Xiaoting said embarrassedly.
"Disobedient, I told you to be disobedient." Chu Xiang laughed.
"I heard Gongsun said that you have reached your goal?" Shi Wuzheng asked.
"I can't tell you, I guess I understand. It would be great if I express my intention." Chu Xiang said with a smile.
"I will ask you for advice later." Shi Wuzheng knew that this was not the time to talk about this.
"Who is your opponent today?" Chu Xiang asked.
"A master of Bagua sect." Shi Wuzheng said, his tone was normal, he didn't seem to be a very strong opponent.
"Have you ever had contact with the top ten masters?"
"We haven't met him yet. King Song is very strong, but he's just one step away."
Virtual Realm, an unreachable virtual realm, a realm that only one person has reached in the past hundred years, only one step away. How lucky that is, and how spectacular the scenery above is.
"Have you seen Senior Zhang? How is Senior's state?" Chu Xiang asked.
"It's still early to break through, but the combat power is getting more and more terrifying. King Song may not be his opponent."
"Didn't the King of Song use force to defeat the enemy?"
"No. He followed a similar path to yours, but there are differences. I can't tell you exactly. I'll know it only after we fight."
"That's normal. Of course, taking this path is not as powerful as entering the Tao with martial arts. At this point, you and Sun Ying should have the biggest advantage, but we can't compare." Chu Xiang said with a smile.
"That's not necessarily the case." A rough voice came.
Gongsun Qi's figure became taller and taller. His iron tower-like body stood on a lower branch. Song Xiaoting asked nervously: "Will Brother Gongsun break the branch?"
Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng both laughed.
Hearing what Song Xiaoting said, the people below looked up worriedly and quickly moved away, not daring to stand below Gongsun Qi for fear that the tower above would fall and hit their heads.
"Old Shi, it seems we are going to dig up earthworms." Chu Xiang said.
"Just dig, whoever is afraid of whom." Shi Wuzheng said, his tone slightly helpless.
Li Ruqian stood next to Gongsun Qi, her figure swaying in the wind, naturally and casually. It was obvious that she had been steadily refining her marrow. Ma Cong and Leng Ruyue could not compare.
Gongsun Qi laughed proudly.
The unbridled laughter attracted people around him to look over and point at the few people on the treetops.
"For a handsome and handsome hero like me, should I recite a poem to be more impressive when I enter the venue?" Gongsun Qi asked.
Chu Xiang nodded immediately: "Of course."
"Being handsome and unrestrained doesn't suit you," Song Xiaoting couldn't help but said.
"I have to compose a poem well, and I will have to recite it every time I appear on stage." Gongsun Qi said seriously.
"I'll compose a song for you. Chu is smiling crazily, looking coldly at the light, turning his palms to pick the stars and the moon... I can't think of the last sentence." Chu Xiangyue thought for a long time and found that he couldn't think of a suitable ending. .
"One move can determine the fate of the country." Gongsun Qi thought for a moment and said solemnly.
"It's okay. It's smooth and has enough momentum. But the last sentence is a bit too ordinary and doesn't match up with the first three sentences." Shi Wuzheng commented.
"This is it for now, and we can change it later when we think of something better." Gongsun Qi decided.
"That's not good. We keep changing it over and over again. People laugh at us because we are uneducated." Chu Xiang said.
"What does that mean? Lao Shi, don't you prepare a song?" Gongsun Qidao.
"I don't want it anymore."
"Old Chu, I have a few thoughts for you. I turn my palms over the clouds and rain, hold up the sky with one hand, become a devil with one thought, and become a Buddha with one thought. Who can stop me." Gongsun Qi read seriously.
"It suits the image of the Demon King very well." Shi Wuzheng said.
"I don't dare. What if I get beaten to death?" Chu Xiang said with a bitter smile.
"What are you afraid of? The Demon Lord must have the momentum of the Demon Lord." Gongsun Qi looked tireless in teaching others.
Just as Gongsun Qi was about to continue teaching Chu Xiang, Li Ruqian poked Gongsun Qi in the back and said, "It's your turn."
"Ah! So fast? What time is it?" Gongsun Qi was dumbfounded.
"Number one."
"Okay, I'm coming." Gongsun Qi jumped down from the treetop. When he was halfway down, he remembered to recite a poem, and immediately raised his voice: "He smiled wildly with his eyebrows, looked at the light with cold eyes, turned his palms to pick the stars and the moon, and used his mace to Dingheshan.”
The sound of the poem recited was cadenced and rhythmic, and Gongsun Qi's bold voice made it even more imposing. A figure like an iron tower passed over the heads of the crowd. Gongsun Qi deliberately slowed down. When he landed in the field, he just finished reading the last word and landed. At that moment, he hit the ground with his mace and pestle. The ground shook and dust flew up.
Unexpectedly, there was such a powerful and domineering way of appearing. The audience burst into cheers and all the players were envious. Some fans shouted Gongsun Qi's name and cheered for him. The scene was extremely lively for a while.
"Not bad, this poem is quite touching." Song Xiaoting said with a smile.
"Of course, how could my poetry be bad?" Chu Xiang said proudly.
"Old Shi, I thought of a poem for you. A young girl comes out of Wudang, swings a sword to cut through the floating clouds, the journey home is far away at dusk, the green edge clears my heart."
"It doesn't have much momentum and gives people the impression of a literary youth, but it is quite consistent with the nickname of the Sword Immortal." Song Xiaoting commented.
"Let's do this for the time being. I'll change it later when I think of good words." Chu Xiang said.
"Let's watch Gongsun's competition first." Shi Wuzheng changed the subject with a wry smile.
Gongsun Qi's opponent was an expert with a chain gun. The captain's chain gun shook and pierced Gongsun Qi's thigh. Gongsun Qi's steel mace moved slightly, knocking the head of the gun. The chain gun shook, the tip of the gun moved slightly, the long chain bent like a bow, and then stabbed Gongsun Qi's waist.
"It must be unique to be able to use the chain gun to this extent." Chu Xiang praised.
Soft weapons are the most difficult to use, and the chain gun is an oddity among soft weapons. If you can use the chain gun to the point where it can be strong or soft, and every link of the chain can be changed according to your heart, you are undoubtedly a top master.
"Indeed. It's a pity that the realm is one level lower, otherwise Gongsun Qi would be difficult to deal with." Shi Wuzheng nodded.
There was no suspense about the result. After all, one refines the marrow and the other elixirs. Gongsun Qi has experienced hundreds of battles, so there is no possibility of being tricked by his opponent. After a dozen moves, Gongsun Qi defeated his opponent cleanly.
"How about it? Is it okay for me to appear here?" Gongsun Qi asked proudly as he swept away from the crowd and jumped onto the treetop.
