('At this time, Chen Feifan felt that Zhang Xiaohua's momentum was different from before, and he quickly drew his sword back and blocked it in front of him. This time, the impact of the opponent's long sword was not as simple as Chen Feifan thought. The sword thrust was blocked. But the force made him take a step back. [Read the latest chapter]
This stab caused a change in the mood of both of them. It seemed that both of them had made up their minds, and the real competition had just begun.
Zhang Xiaohua quickly put away his sword and stood there with a smile. Search for the latest updates here.br/>Chen Feifan also smiled and said: "Come on!"
"Brother, wait a minute!" Zhang Xiaohua waved his hand.
Chen Feifan had some doubts in his heart. Before he could say anything, Zhang Xiaohua asked Sun Ke outside the court: "Master Sun, is there a wooden sword here?"
Sun Ke was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, yes! I'll ask someone to get it right away."
When Sun Ke ordered a disciple beside him to get the wooden sword, Zhang Xiaohua said to Chen Feifan: "Brother, if we hold the wooden sword in our hands, we can have a good competition!"
"Haha! But don't strike too hard!" Chen Feifan nodded and said with a smile. He also wanted to have a real fight with Zhang Xiaohua, but the sword has no eyes and he was afraid of hurting his brother, but he couldn't show his true skills without striking hard, so They can only keep fighting each other.
"Brother, then I'll let you taste the true power of the Wild Eagle Killer!" Zhang Xiaohua said still confidently.
Chen Feifan smiled and said, "How are you learning the Cloud Splitting Sword Technique?"
Zhang Xiaohua thought for a while and said: "It's not bad! I know all the moves."
"Then I will show you the power of Splitting Cloud Sword Technique." Chen Feifan was equally confident.
The two of them first put the long swords back to their original places, then stood on the martial arts field and waited for a while, when they saw the disciple just now rushing toward them with two wooden swords.
Although it is a wooden sword, it can still hurt someone if it is really used. Then again, if there is no real fight, then this competition will be meaningless, so the two of them know that they will be injured this time, but they still have to compete. The blow just now has made the two of them completely mentally prepared, and now they can only fight I hope neither party is too seriously injured.
Chen Feifan took the wooden sword handed over by the disciple and swung it vigorously a few times in his hand. Although it was lighter than a real sword, the wood was thick and would never be broken easily.
Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua across from him was slightly out of breath, Chen Feifan hurriedly asked: "Xiaohua, are you ready?"
"Of course!" Zhang Xiaohua also took the wooden sword in his hand.
"Why don't you take a rest before fighting? I see you have used up a lot of energy." Chen Feifan said with concern.
Zhang Xiaohua took a deep breath and said: "This crazy eagle killing is indeed a bit tiring. But, brother, our competition will continue."
"Okay! Let's continue!" Chen Feifan nodded his head, then kicked his feet back. He rushed forward and killed Zhang Xiaohua. The speed was as fast as a bow and arrow leaving the string, but in his hand The wooden sword was lying sideways, not pointing at the opponent at all.
Zhang Xiaohua didn't understand why Chen Feifan behaved so strangely at first, but when the other party came to his eyes, he realized that this was a move in the Splitting Cloud Sword Technique, and hurriedly thrust the wooden sword in his hand forward.
At this moment, Chen Feifan had already rushed in front of Zhang Xiaohua. When he saw the opponent suddenly stabbing him with a sword, he hurriedly ducked and quickly dodged the sword, crashing into the opponent's arms. Then he swung his right hand inward and slashed diagonally with the wooden sword. Towards the opponent's left rib.
When Zhang Xiaohua wanted to draw his sword and retreat, it was too late. A dull pain came from his left rib. It seemed that he had been hit. Fortunately, both of them had wooden swords. If Chen Feifan had used it this time, What was left on his body was the long sword just now. What was left on his body now was not black and blue, but the skin was broken and bleeding.
Chen Feifan's move was considered a close attack, and the victory was the moment after the two of them got close. If Zhang Xiaohua had reacted faster and been able to step back in time, this would not have happened, and he might have been able to block him. This sword.
After receiving this blow, Zhang Xiaohua endured the pain and quickly jumped back. Then he slipped his right foot, ducked to Chen Feifan's left, raised his hand and stabbed him with a sword.
Zhang Xiaohua's sword was very fast, even faster than the previous one. At this time, Chen Feifan's forward momentum had not been completely stopped. He originally wanted to block it with the sword in his right hand, but then he thought, there was not much time left. , might not be able to stop the opponent's sharp sword, so he had to tilt his body and roll to the side, and barely managed to avoid the sword thrust.
As soon as he got up from the ground, before he could stand still, Zhang Xiaohua's second sword struck him again. This time, Chen Feifan decided not to dodge, and turned around and struck with his sword.
In the flash of lightning, Chen Feifan's sword struck hard on the wooden sword that the opponent was thrusting forward. The strength, speed and timing were all perfectly grasped, forcing Zhang Xiaohua to return without success again.
The successive attacks were not going smoothly, which made Zhang Xiaohua feel a little annoyed. If it was about swordsmanship, he really couldn't compare with Chen Feifan, because Chen Feifan had learned several swordsmanships and was much better than himself in terms of sword use. Now, The only one who could defeat him was lightness kung fu. Fortunately, Kuang Ying was able to make full use of his speed advantage.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohua raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stepped back, and reminded Chen Feifan: "Brother, you have to pay attention!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaohua swayed and disappeared from his face like a ghost.
Is it moving or not? This is what Chen Feifan wants to consider now, but there is no time for him to think about this problem. Suddenly, his heart moves, and he subconsciously turns around and swings his sword. The wooden sword in his right hand draws an arc in the air, but the slashing line He was quickly blocked by an upward force.
The two faced each other again. Chen Feifan's face was calm, but he was afraid for a while, while Zhang Xiaohua's face was full of surprise. Neither of them expected such a result.
The sword points fought again, and Zhang Xiaohua increased his speed a lot. This time, Chen Feifan was not as lucky as before, and was hit by a sword on his left leg.
The two sides fought back and forth for almost ten rounds, but because both of them were too cautious, neither one took advantage of the other.
Of course, Chen Feifan was not willing to remain passive like this. Seeing Zhang Xiaohua disappear in front of him again, he hurriedly waved the wooden sword in his hand to protect himself from the weather.
While waving the wooden sword, he kept turning his body, trying to see Zhang Xiaohua's figure clearly so that he could find an opening to kill. However, every time he could only see an afterimage flying by, and he could not see clearly at all. When he draws his sword to attack, he is afraid that he will be hurt.
For a moment, the two were in a stalemate. At this time, two more people were outside the court. Xiao Mufeng and Zhuang Shuzhen came over and stood next to Lu Ran and Li Yanran.
One stood still, while the other kept changing positions. Soon, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't hold his breath anymore, because such fast movement consumed a lot of energy. If he didn't break the deadlock, he would still be the one to suffer.
He moved his feet, swayed to the left, then kicked off his feet, jumped up, and flew into the air. Then he held the hilt of the sword with both hands and stabbed Chen Feifan underneath him.
Seeing that there was no trace of Zhang Xiaohua around, Chen Feifan already felt bad. He quickly raised his head and looked up. Sure enough, the wooden sword in Zhang Xiaohua's hand was only a dozen inches away from his head.
At such a close distance, if you want to hide again, if you are not careful, your head will be dodged, but your body will inevitably suffer. The only solution now is to fight head-on.
Time waits for no one, Chen Feifan thought in his mind, and hurriedly raised the wooden sword in his right hand and slashed horizontally at the incoming sword. However, the opponent's wooden sword rushed down too fast, and there was no time to resist it. This sword just hit the sword. The sword head was slightly off direction.
If both of them tried their best now, Zhang Xiaohua would stab Chen Feifan in the body, and Chen Feifan could also stab Zhang Xiaohua as long as he raised his sword a little higher.
Losing both sides is not what everyone wants to see. In desperation, Zhang Xiaohua had no choice but to put down his wooden sword immediately. At the same time, Chen Feifan's wooden sword also changed. . ..
