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"Brother Xuan, you just finished competing with my third brother. I wonder if you still have the energy to fight me again?"
"How should I call this brother?" Xuan Jin saluted. 【Read the latest chapter】
Chen Feifan remembered that when he introduced himself just now, it happened to be when he and Zhang Xiaohua were competing in martial arts, and he smiled and said: "I'm Chen Feifan."
Xuan Jin was stunned at first, but soon understood: "It turns out we are sworn brothers. Brother Chen, don't worry, there is nothing wrong with me."
"That's good. Come on!" Chen Feifan said as he pulled the sword out of its scabbard.
When he saw Chen Feifan's sword, although the expression on Xuan Jin's face did not change, he felt a little unhappy in his heart: "Brother Chen, your sword..."
Chen Feifan could guess what he was thinking without looking at the other person's face, and said quickly: "Brother Xuan, don't be offended, my sword is originally like this."
"I heard from my father that Brother Chen ranked among the top ten in the Heroes Conference. Could this be your sword?"
"Exactly, Brother Xuan, don't underestimate this sword." Chen Feifan smiled, suddenly thought of a question, and asked hurriedly: "Brother Xuan is not very old, didn't he go to the Heroes Conference?"
This question seemed to be about Xuan Jin. He frowned, then sighed and said, "I'm ashamed to say that I happened to be practicing the Ghost Sword Technique in seclusion at that time, but I forgot to attend the Heroes Conference."
"With Brother Xuan's swordsmanship, if he participates in the Heroes Conference, he will definitely have a good ranking, at least be in the top ten." Chen Feifan really meant what he said. After the competition with Zhang Xiaohua just now, he really felt that Xuan Shin's swordsmanship is outstanding.
"Haha, thank you Brother Chen for the compliment. However, it's useless now. Let's give it a try."
Chen Feifan nodded his head, took a deep breath, and rushed forward with his sword in hand.
"Dang" the two swords collided fiercely, but then separated. However, they did not immediately enter the second round of the contest. Instead, they stood aside and waited for the next opportunity to make a move.
Chen Feifan never thought about using sword energy, but wanted to try hard to experience the sword spirit mentioned by Wu Wang during the battle. In fact, he didn't want to achieve the state of having a sword without a sword, he just wanted to be one with the sword. The feeling of being one. When encountering a crisis, he often uses sword energy instead of sword skills, which makes him a little annoyed, and he always has to be a little defeated.
Sword Intent, what exactly is it? Holding the hilt of the sword that was cold and slightly tinged with his own body temperature, Chen Feifan was at a loss as to what to do. He really didn't know how to let himself feel the sword's intention, so he had to wait for Xuan Jin on the opposite side to make the first move.
Xuan Jin was not polite. Seeing that Chen Feifan was still reluctant to take action, he took a step forward, swung his long sword in his hand, and stabbed Chen Feifan.
When encountering the opponent's Guisha sword technique, Chen Feifan already had a solution. He didn't want to use other sword techniques to deal with it, so he used the quick sword of the fourth step of the handed down sword technique. The opponent relies on his footwork, body skills and the speed of swinging the sword, while he relies on the skill of his wrist. Of course, he is not prepared to use the freedom of energy in his body, so the fast sword is just faster than the ordinary swordsmanship. some.
Xuan Jin's sword came so fast that Chen Feifan had no time to hide. He quickly swung the Phantom Spirit Sword in his hand, and the two swords collided head-on again.
But this time, the two did not immediately separate as far apart as before. When Xuan Jin moved his steps, the sword in his hand also moved to one side.
When Chen Feifan saw Xuan Jin move, although he made almost no movement on the surface, he was already prepared in his heart. Sure enough, the long sword came from his left side again. He turned his body to one side, twisted his right hand, and blocked the sword with his backhand.
The two were competing for speed and skill. Xuan Jin's attacks came one after another, but the phantom spirit sword in Chen Feifan's hand was always able to block it. Who is stronger between the two? No one watching from the outside could tell.
Gradually, as the two men swung their swords faster and faster, Chen Feifan found that his right hand holding the sword began to become a little numb, making him unable to control it. But what is strange is that no matter what, Xuan Feifan Every attack he made was blocked smoothly.
Blindly defending did not make him irritable, but instead made him feel calmer and calmer.
I don’t know whether the hand drives the sword or the sword drives the hand?
Chen Feifan was thinking about this, but the speed of the sword in his hand did not slow down because of this. The two people's quick swords became boring after watching them for a long time. They just went back and forth every time, and the movements were so fast that people couldn't see clearly. But the mystery hidden inside is only understood by the two contestants.
The sword comes from the heart, this is what Chen Feifan suddenly realized, and he is also experiencing this realization.
The sword in his hand sometimes follows his own heart and follows the moves he has in mind; sometimes he unknowingly follows the sword itself.
Chen Feifan took a deep breath and increased his sword speed to the fastest level. Xuan Jin, who was fighting with him, immediately understood and felt a little surprised, but he also tried his best to increase his sword speed.
The swords of the two became faster and faster, and finally after a "dang" sound, the phantom spirit sword in Chen Feifan's hand came out of his hand and fell to the ground beside him.
Chen Feifan was not unhappy because he lost the competition. Instead, he smiled and cupped his fists at Xuan Jin and said, "Brother Xuan, you win."
Seeing this, Xuan Jin also clasped his fists and said, "Brother Chen, give in, give in."
Although he lost this battle, Chen Feifan gained a lot. He didn't use any other moves or his own sword energy at all, he just used the fast sword blindly. He took the winning or losing of this kind of competition very lightly, and what pleased him was that he already understood how to better understand the so-called sword intention. He really wants to find a place to train himself now.
As soon as the two of them reached the edge of the field, Ma Ran came over and said with a smile: "I think Brother Chen seems to have some reservations. Why don't you compete with me?"
Chen Feifan did not deny it, but still smiled and waved his hand: "Brother Ma, I don't want to compete anymore."
"Brother, Brother Ma is a master. This opportunity is rare!" Zhang Xiaohua said from the sidelines.
Before Chen Feifan spoke again, Xiao Mufeng said: "Brother Ma, since my eldest brother doesn't want to compete anymore. How about you compete with me?"
Ma Ran didn't have any airs, and readily agreed: "Okay, then let me show you Brother Xiao's clever tricks."
"Don't dare to take it, don't dare to take it!"
Chen Feifan was very happy to have such a considerate brother, and he really wanted to see Xiao Mufeng's current martial arts. Among the three brothers, only Xiao Mufeng seemed to have not made much progress.
Masters like Ma Ran were about to compete in moves. Everyone's interest was much higher than before. Of course, most of them were thinking about how many moves Xiao Mufeng could block from Ma Ran, and they never thought about the possibility that the two of them could. The fight was inextricable.
But, will this situation really be what everyone expected?
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