Upon hearing the opponent's sword competition, Chen Feifan, who had just felt a little aggrieved, naturally agreed immediately. He was indeed not good at swordsmanship, and this time he must regain some face with his swordsmanship. www..com
Chen Feifan put the Fiery Sun Knife aside and picked up the Phantom Spirit Sword that he had just put on the ground. When he just pulled out the Phantom Spirit Sword, the old man opposite him was stunned at first, but then he saw this sword for the first time with anyone else. His expression was different, with a hint of caution mixed with a little doubt.
"Boy, what kind of sword is this?" the old man asked calmly, seemingly casually.
"Phantom Spirit Sword." Chen Feifan didn't intend to hide it.
"What!" This time, the old man's expression really changed, and he asked with surprise, "Do you have a handed down sword technique?"
Chen Feifan did not expect that the old man in front of him would actually know the Phantom Spirit Sword and the Legendary Sword Art. He couldn't help but respect him a little more. He nodded hurriedly and asked: "Yes, what the junior learned is the Legendary Sword Art. Why did the senior know this?" Do you know this sword and the handed down sword technique?"
The old man lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something alone. Then he waved his hand and said, "We will talk about this later. Let me spend some time with you first."
Even if the opponent knew that he had the handed down sword technique, Chen Feifan did not intend to use Linggang Sword Qi from the beginning. After all, the wooden stick in the opponent's hand was much brittle than the sword, and the sword was edged on both sides and narrower than the knife. How could it be so? Let him touch the sword easily.
This time, it was the old man who took the lead. In a few steps, he came to Chen Feifan's left side. He swung the wooden stick in his hand and swept it directly towards his waist. After all, it was on the left side. Chen Feifan always felt a little uncomfortable using the long sword on his right hand to block, but the opponent struck so quickly this time that he had no choice but to be prepared. In desperation, he had no choice but to step back with his left foot and twist his body. , barely dodged the blow.
The old man seemed to have expected it, and when he saw this, he quickly changed his sweep to a stab, and the target changed from the waist to the left chest. This change of move was too sudden. Although Chen Feifan wanted to take precautions, he did not have the best countermeasures. He had to use the Phantom Spirit Sword to block and move forward. At the same time, he stepped back to resolve this attack. round of attack.
The old man did not pursue you, but stood there and smiled slightly: "Yes, boy, your reaction is fast enough. I just don't know how good your swordsmanship is. Come here and let me see it."
Since the other party made such a request, Chen Feifan was not polite. He held the sword tightly in his hand, lowered his body slightly, then raised his feet and rushed forward. This sword came with a fierce force, but the old man remained unmoved. When he saw that the long sword was only three or four inches away from him, his right hand was as fast as lightning and struck the sword with a stick.
The long sword was deflected by the sudden force. Chen Feifan did not panic because of this. Instead, he pressed his right hand slightly. After releasing part of the force, he turned half a circle, turning from stabbing to slashing, and slashed towards the opponent's left rib. . The old man didn't give in even half a step, and the wooden stick in his hand hit the sword blade again. How could Chen Feifan let him succeed this time? With quick eyes and quick hands, he twisted his wrist and used the blade of the sword to meet the opponent's wooden stick.
When the wooden stick and the sword blade touched like this, no matter how powerful the old man was, he couldn't make the wooden stick as hard as a sword. He could only watch helplessly as the wooden stick was cut into pieces by about an inch. crack.
"Boy, you do have some skills." The old man praised without hesitation. After saying that, he moved his feet and picked up the wooden stick in his hand again and smashed the opponent's back.
With a sword in his hand, Chen Feifan was somewhat confident. When he saw the opponent going straight towards his back, he quickly turned sideways to dodge the opponent's blow. At this time, the phantom spirit sword in his hand also directly slashed towards the opponent's wooden stick. If you insist on saying that the other party has any weakness, it should be this wooden stick. Now that he knows it, how can Chen Feifan let it go so easily.
The old man also knew Chen Feifan's intention, so he quickly put away the wooden stick and slapped it out with his left hand. The speed was so fast that Chen Feifan could not react at all, and in the blink of an eye, he slapped him on the right shoulder. Immediately afterwards, he moved, retracted his left palm, and swept the wooden stick of his right hand forward directly towards Chen Feifan's face.
The opponent moved left and right, retreated and advanced, and his hands cooperated tacitly. Chen Feifan did not dare to be sloppy in the slightest. Although there was some pain from such a palm on his right shoulder, it was not enough to make him unable to pick up the sword, but the speed at which he drew the sword was faster. It was a little slower than before, but fortunately the skill of his wrist was not affected. When the quick sword came out, he still barely blocked the opponent's wooden stick.
The sword touched the wooden stick, and both of them were at peace. At this moment, Chen Feifan exhaled gently, flicked his wrist, and the phantom spirit sword, like a spiritual snake, bypassed the wooden stick and stabbed the opponent's right hand.
The old man was shocked at first when he saw this, but then something strange flashed in his eyes. Without stopping, he hurriedly put away the wooden stick and slapped the phantom spirit sword from top to bottom again. How could Chen Feifan let him succeed? He deliberately pushed the sword downward, then withstood the oncoming wooden stick, raised it with force, deflected the wooden stick, and stabbed directly into the opponent's left chest.
If he blocked it hard, he might break the wooden stick. In desperation, the old man had no choice but to step back. Unexpectedly, Chen Feifan's sword deflected and his body moved at the same time. He quickly came to the left side of the old man and raised his sword. , but it bypassed the left side and stabbed directly at the opponent's right arm.
This change of move seemed sudden, but the old man seemed to have expected it. He moved his left palm forward, presumably to slap Chen Feifan on the left shoulder to dissuade the opponent from using the sword. However, Chen Feifan had already suffered a loss once and had already remembered it in his heart. He also used his left hand to face it.
Palm to palm, in such a pair, the two took a few steps back from each other, but the old man only took one step back, while Chen Feifan took three steps back. Although neither of them used their full strength, this palm more or less showed the gap between the two.
"Okay, let's stop here." The old man threw the wooden stick aside.
Chen Feifan nodded. Although he still had some unfinished thoughts, he still put away the Phantom Spirit Sword. His powerful Four Directions Sword Technique could not be defeated before, but after that, the sword moves in Yunlong Sword Technique did have some skills. Unfortunately, the old man in front of him was more skilled. If the old man had a sword instead, if he didn't use sword energy, That is a sure loss.
Seeing Chen Feifan nodding in agreement to suspend the competition, the old man also secretly admired that the inconspicuous young man in front of him actually had the Lieyang Sword, Wuxin Sword Technique, Phantom Spirit Sword, and Yunlong Sword Technique just now. A surprise that really made me look on with admiration. Ling Yani saw that the two of them were silent after the martial arts competition, and she stood there silently, not daring to interrupt for fear of disturbing them.
"Both of you, please come in and sit down. I have something to say." After the old man finished speaking, he walked towards the cabin.
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