Yang Xiao was not in a hurry to use martial arts, and the same was true of Mandala's sadness.
From the beginning, the two simply competed for their combat experience, one sword for you and the other for me.
It doesn't look so gorgeous, but it is deadly. If you are not careful, you will lose.
As the fight progressed, Yang Xiao discovered that the sadness of this mandala was more severe than he imagined.
But Yang Xiao, the shop owner, can't lose.
After fighting for a long time, Mandala's Sadness held up a sword flower and pierced Yang Xiao's face.
In Yang Xiao's eyes, there seemed to be countless cold gleams heading straight for him.
"Guess who will win this time? This one called Mandala is a bit powerful, isn't it comparable to the others just now?"
In the stands, someone was watching the competition and asked the person next to him.
The man replied: "You can't tell. The two of them haven't been serious about it just now. These are the masters. They are so powerful."
Amid everyone's discussion, the competition on the stage continued.
Yang Xiao retreated, trying to avoid Mandala's sad sword.
But soon Yang Xiao discovered that no matter how he retreated, the sword seemed to be always in front of him.
This is an unavoidable sword, the only choice is to take it.
His eyes flashed, and Yang Xiao boldly used his cloak slash to slash away.
The sword energy was like a strong wind, and countless swords were struck in an instant. Mandala's sadness was driven back by the blow.
This sword technique obtained from the underground world is actually not as weak as imagined.
Whether a martial skill is strong or not depends on the person who performs it.
There is a saying that turns decay into magic.
No matter how ordinary things are, in the hands of a truly strong person, they can exert extremely powerful power.
Just like martial arts masters who can injure people by flying flowers and picking leaves, practicing masters does not necessarily require the use of martial arts.
It may look like a simple, ordinary sword, but it may have the power to destroy the world.
Of course, Yang Xiao can't do this yet. If he has all the strength, he might give it a try.
It seems ordinary, but it is actually not ordinary.
The seemingly ordinary sword energy may contain many things that others cannot understand at all.
"Good swordsmanship, come again."
The repelled Mandala was sad, instead of angry, he was happy, and his face was full of joy.
But after he finished speaking, he found that Yang Xiao had already attacked.
Yang Xiao is not pedantic, there is no reason to only parry and not fight back.
The mountain-pressing attack was performed, and Yang Xiao struck the mandala's sorrow with a sword from the sky.
Mandala's sorrow saw how powerful the blow was, so he didn't take it hard and used a weird footwork to avoid it.
The next moment, the two of them fought together again, each performing several martial arts skills.
"I'm going to use a trick. Brother shopkeeper, you will be defeated!"
After fighting for a long time, Mandala suddenly said sadly.
After finally meeting someone who could fight him for such a long time and was about to force him to use his special moves, Mandala's sadness aroused his pity for talent.
Yang Xiao curled his lips and said: "I want to say this too, but you should lose!"
As he spoke, Yang Xiao was not polite and used the oven-refining technique he had mastered.
As soon as the stove appeared, its attitude of trying to refine everything in heaven and earth immediately startled Mandala's sadness.
Good guy, what kind of move is this?
Facing the stove hanging overhead, Mandala's sadness feels overwhelming.
At this moment, Mandala's Sadness felt a terrible suction enveloping him, intending to pull him into the stove.
"I don't believe it, the mountains are blooming with flowers!"
Mandala shouted sadly, waving the sword in his hand, stabbing sword flowers in the air.
Just in the blink of an eye, sword flowers filled the sky. They looked beautiful but contained deadly murderous intent.
However, it was useless. Yang Xiao's furnace wanted to refine everything, including the enemy's attacks.
Under the power of the furnace alchemy technique, the condensed sword flowers gradually turned into streams of air.
Mandala's sad face looked blank. Did he lose?
"Sure enough, I saw this guy right. By the way, where is this Great Light God Realm?"
In Siya's bar, Siya looked at the screen in the sky, her eyes shining brightly.
With Xiya's eyesight, he could see at a glance the extraordinary skill of Yang Xiao's baking furnace.
In addition, Yang Xiao can display this kind of power, which is enough to show that although Yang Xiao is not a peerless monster, he is definitely not bad.
"Isn't this the move of the Liantian God? This guy comes from heaven?"
In the corner of the city, Old Man Jian was holding his sword, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
This Heaven-Refining God is a ruthless man of his generation. In order to achieve the Great Dao, he even planned to practice the Heaven Realm to attain enlightenment.
Although he was ultimately blocked by the powerful men in the heavens, his power and deeds spread throughout the world.
His famous moves are even known by many powerful people.
Obviously, Old Man Jian belongs to the kind of peerless strong man.
Under the oven-refining technique, Mandala's sorrow knelt down directly and announced his defeat.
Yang Xiao was not too surprised by this result. Instead, he was surprised by the sadness of the undefeated Mandala.
The moves he had practiced so hard for so long were not that simple.
However, his battle with Mandala's sadness was not without success.
Just as the system, Old Man Jian, and others said to him, the experience of competing with people is different from competing with those monsters in the underground world.
After defeating Mandala's sadness, Yang Xiao chose to continue the challenge.
This has just begun, what are you going to do?
And maybe by continuing the competition, the oven-refining technique or the newly-unsealed fighting holy body can be improved to a higher level.
"I am the Marquis of Zhan, please give me some advice!"
Another man came on stage, holding a stick in his hand.
It seemed that it was because of Yang Xiao's request just now, or because he knew Yang Xiao's general background, this Zhan Hou was just like Mandala's sadness, he was not a weakling.
The kind of aura that has been tempered by countless life and death battles can be easily felt.
"Hmph, use all your strength and have a good fight!"
Yang Xiao smiled and nodded, completely unafraid.
Zhan Hou nodded: "Okay, I won't hold anything back and will do my best."
After a while, the battle started. Zhan Hou came up with a stick and started to attack, pointing at Yang Xiao's vital points.
Yang Xiao raised his sword to parry, using a four-liang strike with a thousand pounds of force, not a head-on collision.
The power attached to a weapon like a stick cannot be compared to that of a sword, so it would be unwise to fight head-on.
The two of them were going back and forth, fighting many moves in the blink of an eye. Yang Xiao's defense was airtight, and he would counterattack from time to time, so Zhan Hou could do nothing.
"cut!"
When Zhanhou's stick was blasting at him, Yang Xiao suddenly performed an instant strike and appeared in front of Zhanhou, slashing down with his sword.
Zhan Hou, whose expression changed slightly, suddenly pulled back his stick and held it up, but was still knocked backwards by Yang Xiao's heavy sword blow.
Despite this, Zhan Hou was not panicked at all, and the next moment the stick suddenly started dancing like a wheel.
As the stick danced, balls of energy flew out, blasting away, forcing back the pursuing Yang Xiao.
