The surroundings of the meeting hall suddenly became tense. The guards were sweating all over as they looked at Zhao Changhe who was drawing his sword. They didn't know whether they should stop him or not.
This kind of thing seems to be completely different from the imagined nature of coming to ask for trouble. It might as well be called a discussion. Just like an invitation to fight on the long street in the arena, everyone is watching, but people don't regard it as an offense, and they still feel sympathy for each other after the fight is good.
And this kind of internal invitation is more private than meeting on the street. They also gave guidance first and made it clear that they confirmed each other.
This nature is really close to the internal competition within the sect, and the outcome of the internal competition will most likely not be lost.
A thought suddenly came to Sun Jiaoxi's mind: Could this guy be showing such magnanimity on purpose? In fact, he just didn't want to replace Master Xue because he was afraid of being laughed at by his wife?
Obviously others would not have thought of this level. At this moment, Xue Canghai was really touched. He took a deep breath and said seriously: "If Zhao Shaoxia doesn't mind, you and I can compete in the martial arts arena and let the disciples watch and verify. Everyone has something to gain.”
Zhao Changhe held the handle of the knife upside down and cupped his fists: "Master Xue is a good leader." Xue Canghai shook his head slightly and stretched out his hand to signal: "Please."
A member of the church next to him became anxious and whispered: "Leader, Messenger of Maitreya..."
Xue Canghai was stunned for a moment and almost forgot about this matter.
But it’s not a big deal. The Maitreya messenger will not know what is happening in the outside world in the sect’s secret cave. He lowered his voice and ordered: “Go to a few people and be sure to stop the messenger to prevent him from wandering in. Remember to be strict with your mouth. Don’t tell me that Zhao Changhe is coming.”
The disciples looked a little bitter: "Leader, we also want to watch the competition."
Xue Canghai laughed: "Your cultivation and understanding of swordsmanship are in vain. If you don't work hard at ordinary times, there is no point in trying to do it now. Go ahead."
He extended his hand to Zhao Changhe again and said, "Some minor things have delayed me, please."
Zhao Changhe actually heard the words "Messenger of Maitreya", but he didn't care and returned the greeting: "Please."
When he arrived at the large martial arts arena, Zhao Changhe discovered that the layout of Beimang Village was basically copied from here, but it was bigger. The martial arts arena could accommodate at least thousands of people practicing martial arts. No matter how you fight here, you won't be afraid of accidentally injuring the surroundings. . There was a sea of people outside, and more and more people were watching. It felt like there was no end in sight.
Well, judging from the crowds around here, at least there are no traps here...
The number of people is probably in the tens of thousands. The Blood God Cult secretly developed so many people. Is this going to heaven? Where do their resource supplies come from? Have you raided the granaries of surrounding counties?
No wonder Maitreya Messenger came here. This is a large-scale rebel force... But the problem is that their development should be supported by Suzaku. Suzaku himself is a rebel. The purpose of organizing such manpower is to use it when the time is right. Do you, the Maitreya Sect, want to use it?
Thinking too much...
Zhao Changhe was too lazy to think about it. He recalled that it was the first time in his life that he had given it to Master Xue, the feeling of competing in the ring under the gaze of everyone. It was not in vain that he had cherished it for so long.
"Choke!" Xue Cang raised his sword out of its sheath and signaled: "The name of the sword is Blood God, and it is... uh..."
He paused for a moment, then laughed and said: "I originally wanted to say that the materials used and the casting intention of the sword are the most suitable for the techniques I teach, but as Zhao Shaoxia said that before, it doesn't make any sense. Although I don't agree with Zhao Shaoxia very much. I would like to use this knife to confirm my understanding to you."
Zhao Changhe didn't introduce Longque either. There was no way to introduce him. He just stood with a knife and quietly looked at the bloody red knife in Xue Canghai's hand.
The spring breeze blew, but the atmosphere was instantly chilly.
"Whoosh!" The next moment, as if they had made an appointment, the two of them drew their swords at the same time and swept across at the same time.
Unlike other martial arts that emphasize "ceremonial moves" such as "green pines welcome guests", the Blood Demon Sword Technique is aimed at killing people in every move.
The two of them used the first move of the Blood Fiend Sword Technique in unison, which was regarded as a courtesy. This style has no name. It can be roughly regarded as an advancement of the basic sword technique. It contains more subsequent changes and power skills than the basic sword technique. The difference between the same horizontal slash style in each school is implicit here. Momentum and luck.
Even though Zhao Changhe is now able to change his moves freely and freely, it seems that he can change whatever he likes, but in fact there are traces to follow. Its root lies in the Blood Evil Sword Technique. The momentum method and the inertia of subsequent transfers are all based on the Blood Evil Sword Technique. Those who know how to do it will know that this person's foundation is the Blood Evil Sword Technique after just two moves. This principle.
The same principle applies to studying someone's sword skills and deciphering them. Because each of his moves will only follow certain directions. As long as you are prepared in advance, you can predict what he will do and gain the upper hand.
When it comes to competing with fellow sects and their training is comparable, it all depends on who has mastered the sword technique more skillfully and proficiently.
Under the gaze of everyone, the two swords met.
What puzzled the onlookers the most was that it was obviously just the first move, but the moment the two swords connected, their eyes turned red at the same time, and blood appeared on the sword at the same time. Xue Canghai's original red sword was as bright as blood, and Zhao Changhe's original The dull broadsword glowed with a dark red light.
"The gods and the Buddhas have dispersed!" Someone exclaimed in a low voice: "How come their actions are not at all about the gods and the Buddhas dispersing, but they also have the intention of the gods and the Buddhas dispersing?"
"Choke!" Shi Zhong explained that it was impossible. The two knives collided hard. Before the man could finish his sentence, the two knives flew up at the same time. In an instant, more than ten knives were struck with "clang clang".
It was only at this moment that Sun Jiaoxi explained to others: "Their divine and Buddha co-dispersion has long been separated from the level of using moves. As long as the intention is there, every sword is a divine and Buddha co-dispersion."
If Zhao Changhe heard it, he would explain it in more modern terms: The dispersion of gods and Buddhas has become a kind of enchantment, attacking
Strength +20%, with frightening special effects.
The basis of it is the use of evil energy. When Xue Canghai was practicing the blood magic skill, he could not do this, and his combat power was far inferior to what it is now.
Sun Jiaoxi and other discerning followers could also see that Xue Canghai and Zhao Changhe seemed to have the same sword intent, but in fact there were subtle differences.
It is the difference that Zhao Changhe said before.
Xue Canghai's gods and Buddhas are all scattered, bloody and ferocious, and the evil aura is deep. Just looking at it from a distance will give people a sense of frightening fear. Those with low cultivation and timidity will not even dare to look more and turn their heads.
In the early days, Zhao Changhe's Gods and Buddhas were of the same nature, but not so bloody. After all, there were not enough kills, but the frightening effect and power burst were enough, helping him reverse the situation many times.
But now Zhao Changhe's sword is subtly different from Xue Canghai's and his own before.
The bloody and ferocious feeling is relatively weak, and the blood-colored pupils are not as scary as Xue Canghai. If Xue Canghai is like a bloody demon slaying ferociously, then Zhao Changhe is a bit like... He is not a demon, Instead, in a battlefield littered with corpses and blood, the earth is a vast, blood-colored sky, and the stars are silent and distant.
Among the stars, the eyes of a god and Buddha loomed, looking indifferently at the killings on the battlefield. People gathered like ants, life was like grass. In the eyes of gods and demons, it was just a game.
So the man who was still standing in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood swung his sword towards the sky without killing the enemy.
The gods and Buddhas are gone!
"Bang!" An earth-shattering explosion sounded, and everyone on the martial arts field retreated.
Zhao Changhe took three steps back.
Xue Canghai took five steps back, looking shocked but thoughtful.
At that moment, he was like a demon, and all the gods and Buddhas in Zhao Changhe disappeared.
What is the meaning of this sword?
Some people died, but not completely...
