"If he hadn't fought Gongsun first, Sun Ying might not have lost." Shi Wuzheng said.
"The Sa family doesn't eat for free." Gongsun Qi said proudly. Although he lost, it did not affect his mood.
If faced with the same master who uses other weapons, Sun Ying will definitely win if the weapon is in hand, but against a three-foot long whip like Yan Zhongda, even if Sun Ying fights with a weapon, the result will not be much different. This is a long whip. The scary thing about him is that it doesn't matter whether you have weapons or not, it's the same in front of him. For those who are not strong, weapons may become a burden.
Shi Wuzheng had already jumped. Gongsun Qi didn't dare to brag anymore, lest the delay would aggravate the injury, he hurried down to treat the injury.
The two of them were performing acupuncture on the spot to dredge their blood vessels. Li Ruqian was standing by, not afraid of anyone coming to cause trouble. Anyone who dared to make trouble would have a long life. The one ranked second and the other ranked eighth were holding back, no one dared to offend.
"There are so many masters, so why don't you stop playing?" Song Xiaoting suddenly said.
Chu Xiang couldn't help but smile awkwardly: "Are you so unsure of your man?"
"The tenth ranked one is already tied with the sixth ranked one. If you go up and meet the first few, wouldn't it be very dangerous?" Song Xiaoting said worriedly.
"I'm not that bad," Chu Xiang said with a bitter smile.
"I didn't see how powerful you are." Song Xiaoting said dissatisfied.
"Well, the world is big and my wife is the biggest." Chu Xiang said with a smile.
Chu Xiang is self-aware. A large part of the reason for his high ranking is because of his fame. In fact, his strength is not among the top ten masters. At most, he is a little better than Gongsun Qi. It is estimated that he cannot beat any of the top ten masters. With his reputation, countless people will definitely challenge him as soon as he comes on stage, and he will be used as a stepping stone. It is better to just listen to Song Xiaoting and watch the show.
"You are smart." Song Xiaoting happily gave Lord Demon Lord a kiss.
When Shi Wuzheng was giving Gongsun Qi acupuncture, a top expert appeared on the field again. A Danjin master named Huang Zuo defeated his opponent, but unexpectedly he was challenged by the seventh-ranked master Ye Chengtao.
Knowing he was outmatched, Huang Zuo had no intention of admitting defeat and made a gesture of invitation.
Being able to fight against a master who is better than oneself is an opportunity for anyone, an opportunity to surpass oneself. Compared with other times, it is the best opportunity on this field. There is the guarantee of the military government here. , can fight without worries.
Huang Zuo attacked with all his strength, the sword flashed brightly, and he didn't hold back at all. He knew that when facing Ye Chengtao, he had no need or room to hold back.
The light of the sword was like a waterfall, and the energy of the sword was vertical and horizontal. Ye Chengtao's fingers were like the wind, and he was not afraid of the cold sword energy. After a few moves, he punched Huang Zuo's blade. Huang Zuo's arm shook violently and the tiger's mouth cracked. He actually defeated him easily without using any weapons. Knowing that Ye Chengtao had kept his hand, otherwise he would have died, so Huang Zuo gave up and left the field.
When Huang Zuo left the scene, the sound of poetry sounded in the distance, suppressing the noisy voices in the audience: "Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gouzhuang and snow are bright, the silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star..."
Chu Xiang turned his head in surprise and found that the person coming was not the white horse warrior. It was just a coincidence that he liked the song "Xia Ke Xing".
Accompanied by the sound of Qingyue's poem, a slender young man fell into the air. His eyebrows were like sharp swords, his eyes were like bright stars, he was wearing blue clothes, blue robes, blue shoes, and his hair was tied up in blue cloth. He was carrying a simple long sword on his back. His handsome figure was much more handsome than Shi Wuzheng. Three points of sharpness, but two points of gentleness.
"Kongtong Wumingzi, please enlighten me." Yanshou, a swordsman dressed in blue, said.
"Please." Ye Chengtao raised his hand, turned his palm and took out a fork-like weapon. He was very popular, and he was not an ordinary master.
When he heard Xia Kexing's appearance poem, Gongsun Qi urged: "Old Shi, hurry up, the show is coming again."
"The more urgent, the slower." Shi Wuzheng said seriously.
Gongsun Qi could only suppress the urge to jump up and adjust his breathing to cooperate with Shi Wuzheng's acupuncture.
The host does not deceive the guest, and the away team takes the lead. Wu Mingzi unsheathes his long sword, and a faint blue cold light is like the bright moon and autumn water, and the sword intent suddenly fills the field.
The long sword roared, and with one strike, the sword light poured out like the Milky Way and rolled towards Ye Chengtao overwhelmingly.
Hearing the dragon roar of the long sword, Shi Wuzheng moved his hands a little faster.
"Wu Mingzi, the direct disciple of Kongtong, Mingyue's Seventeenth Style has reached the point where he has no moves, and the Kongtong sect is worthy of being the number one." Zhang Zhenbian spoke up again.
As soon as Zhang Zhen finished speaking, Wu Mingzi had already launched thirteen sword strikes. The sword strikes were not very fast, but they were extremely subtle and almost invisible. Ye Chengtao had no chance to fight back.
At the time of the fourteenth sword strike, Ye Chengtao retreated urgently. At the fifteenth sword strike, Ye Chengtao retreated again. At the sixteenth sword strike, Ye Chengtao had no way to retreat. The faint blue sword light came with unparalleled sword intent. Ye Chengtao rushed out his fork, but it was Unable to withstand all the sword energy, several pieces of clothing were cut into strips by the sword energy.
The Kongtong swordsman of unknown origin defeated the seventh-ranked Ye Chengtao with only sixteen swords, and the audience was in an uproar.
Ye Chengtao stood there blankly for a moment, then left silently, leaving behind a rickety figure.
"Damn, you're so stupid." Gongsun Qi just finished the acupuncture and immediately jumped onto the glass curtain wall, but the winner was already decided.
"Is this Mingyue Seventeenth Style so powerful?" Gongsun Qi looked at Chu Xiang.
"Using your mind to control the sword, whether there is a move or not, is close to the way of heaven and earth." Chu Xiang said solemnly.
"Isn't that a virtual realm?" Gongsun Qi said in a deep voice.
Shi Wuzheng looked serious, looking at Wu Mingzi on the field, wondering what he was thinking.
"No, using the sword to lead the way is just an illusion caused by the superb swordsmanship." Chu Xiang said.
The audience was shocked by Wu Mingzi's inexplicable sixteen swords. They did not expect that Ye Chengtao, ranked seventh, would be defeated like this. His defeat was so inexplicable and unexpected, and he had no power to fight back.
This battle is more shocking than the fierce battle between Sun Ying and Yan Zhongda. There is no doubt that the biggest dark horse in the challenge so far is this Wu Mingzi. He can absorb all the light alone and become the most shining superstar in Wucheng.
Just when Chu Xiang was looking forward to who would come out to challenge Wu Mingzi, two voices in the distance sounded at the same time.
"Liu Boyong asks for advice."
"Li Xiaoshu asks for advice."
The swordsman who reached the top of the martial arts competition and the third-ranked peerless swordsman both wanted to challenge the man who defeated Ye Chengtao with sixteen swords.
When the two of them spoke out, Wu Mingzi had the final say as to who they wanted to fight.
"Sword showdown, please."
After all, Wu Mingzi chose Li Xiaoshu, who was ranked higher. After all, Ye Chengtao, who was ranked seventh, was defeated by his sword. There was little point in fighting Liu Boyong, who was ranked ninth.
Li Xiaoshu's body swayed, but before the shadow disappeared, he was already in front of Wu Mingzi.
"I've heard your name for a long time, please." Wu Mingzi said.
"Each other, each other." Li Xiaoshu said, the long sword was unsheathed, the cold light was like lightning, and the mysterious sword that no one had ever seen appeared for the first time.
"The name of the sword is Daxia Longque, please." Li Xiaoshu held the sword in front of him.
The Daxia Dragon Bird, the legendary magical weapon, actually exists in the world and was acquired by Li Xiaoshu.
Let the opponent know that he has a magic weapon in his hand, and he is aboveboard. Li Xiaoshu's move won the audience's applause.
Wu Mingzi flicked the sword, and the sword roared: "The sword has no name. If I defeat you today, it will gain a name."
With extremely arrogant words, he defeated Ye Chengtao with sixteen swords. He indeed has the capital to be crazy. Li Xiaoshu was unmoved, the audience booed, and Wu Mingzi didn't care.
Putting the scabbard on the ground, Li Xiaoshu's body moved instantly, and a dazzling sword light was directed towards Wu Mingzi, and the sword seemed to be glowing.
The blue long sword rose, Wu Mingzi's figure moved slightly, the sword rose to push away the clouds and see the sun, halfway through the move, there was a sudden change, like an antelope hanging its horns, no trace could be found, and it reached the top of the millisecond in seconds.
"The first sword?" Shi Wuzheng asked.
"The first sword." Chu Xiang said.
After two sentences and six words, Wu Mingzi had already launched eleven swords. The swords connected with each other, making a harsh sound of metal friction. When the eleven swords came out, Wu Mingzi did not gain the slightest advantage. Li Xiaoshu's sword moves were simple and simple, just like a woodcutter chopping wood or a chef chopping vegetables. It felt extremely weird, but it was made naturally. , it makes people feel as if the knife should be used like this.
There is no fixed order for Wu Mingzi's seventeen sword strikes. You can do whatever you want. After fifteen sword strikes, Chu Xiang discovered that Wu Mingzi's sword styles formed a dense sword net like a net. The performance of the seven postures is no longer just swordsmanship, but almost Tao.
The avenue is invisible and cannot be blocked.
Seventeen swords came out, the sword net was like a sky net, the trajectory of the seventeen swords was clearly revealed, and Li Xiaoshu had no way out.
Is the Seventeenth Sword of the Bright Moon really invincible? Li Xiaoshu was defeated?
The sword net was approaching, Li Xiaoshu drew his breath and spoke. He saw complex sword moves for the first time. He fought in all directions at night with one move. The cold sword swords swept out from all directions. Before he could shout, the sword swords had already broken through the sword net.
Breaking the seventeen moves of Mingyue, Li Xiaoshu worked hard, his long knife was like lightning, and he was pressing Wu Mingzi.
The secret skill was broken, Wu Mingzi did not panic, the long sword continued to shine, parrying Li Xiaoshu's wild attacks. After three sword strikes, Chu Xiang said in shock: "It's still the seventeenth style of Mingyue."
Wu Mingzi once again used the Seventeenth Movement of the Bright Moon. The difference was that the seventeen swords last time were ethereal and ethereal, but this time the sword power was thick and solid.
This time, the order of Mingyue's seventeen moves is different. It's obviously the same seventeen swords, but they are used in a different order. Last time, they were attacking, but this time they were defending. When the last seventeen moves were formed, they were attacked again.
Almost the same sword net took shape again. Li Xiaoshu sank his sword and used Night Fighting in All Directions again. The difference was that this time the Night Fighting in All Directions seemed to be muddy and muddy, but there was no trace to be found.
