Lu Sangjiu said nonsense, "This is called minimalist swordsmanship. It is designed to defeat your fast sword."
She made up a random name, but everyone only thought it was reasonable. Well... it was indeed very simple. This name was very appropriate!
Yang Cheng looked solemn, "I didn't expect you to have such attainments in swordsmanship... I underestimated you."
He had asked about the techniques and moves Lu Sangjiu had used since the Sword Seizing Tournament, so he knew that in addition to some of the techniques practiced by Fa Xiu, she also knew how to use sound attacks, and she was very good at it.
He thought that this was all her trump card, but he never expected that she could even use swordsmanship!
A person's energy is limited. Judging from her young age, how did she learn such a mixed skill and still be good at everything?
"It's just... you want to defeat me in my field, that's not enough."
After saying that, his aura suddenly changed, and a fighting spirit that was much stronger than before broke out.
There was golden spiritual energy attached to his long sword, as if it had been plated with gold. The entire spiritual sword seemed to become much stronger in an instant.
Lu Sangjiu's expression condensed, "...the sword possesses a spirit?"
She was a little surprised, she didn't expect Yang Cheng to be so skillful.
The so-called spirit attachment to the sword body actually means attaching one's own spiritual power to the sword body in a concrete way, which can increase the power of the spiritual sword in a short period of time.
The specific improvement will of course depend on the user's own strength.
Yang Cheng is quite proficient in using the sword to possess spirits, and his spiritual roots happen to be the golden spiritual roots that are most suitable for using swords to possess spirits.
However, due to the limitations of his cultivation level, the increase in the power of the spirit sword has obviously not reached a shocking level.
Originally, his spirit sword was only a mid-grade magic weapon of average quality, but the power it displayed now was probably that of a high-quality, mid-grade magic weapon.
This skill is not uncommon among sword cultivators, but there are still very few people who can master it proficiently in the foundation building stage.
It seemed that Lu Sangjiu also underestimated Yang Cheng.
At this moment, Yang Cheng's black hair was flowing without wind, and the sword in his hand was emitting golden light, making his whole person's aura surge.
As soon as he moved, the long sword in his hand was packed with extremely sharp edges and slashed towards Lu Sangjiu at an extremely fast speed!
Everyone could see that his sword was not only stronger in strength, but also much faster.
Lu Sangjiu raised his sword to block the blow. He was able to block the blow, but it was obviously not as easy as before.
Gee, she is more comfortable with a knife after all.
Swordsmanship was not Lu Sangjiu's specialty. If she had to compete with swordsmanship, she could win, but she would be easily exposed too much.
So after blocking Yang Cheng's seventh sword, Lu Sangjiu used his strength to retreat decisively. With the spirit sword in his hand closed, he quickly kneaded the technique with both hands and smoothly changed his strategy, using the sky full of stars against Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng was startled. He didn't expect that the opponent suddenly stopped using his sword while he was fighting. Being caught off guard, he was obviously confused.
In fact, he was influenced by the inherent thinking. In the past, when he competed with his brothers in the Lingjian Sect, everyone would compete with each other with swordsmanship.
So just after he had a great time fighting with Lu Sangjiu, he subconsciously regarded this as a competition between sword cultivators, so he never expected that the other party would suddenly switch to Fa cultivators.
Although he had dodged as quickly as possible, Lu Sangjiu's use of Starry River was extremely flexible and did not give him a chance to dodge, so he chased him and blocked his path.
After seeing that he couldn't escape, Yang Cheng's eyes darkened... Fight!
At the moment when the light spots gathered together, Yang Cheng waved the long sword in his hand, intending to confront the stars in the sky head-on!
After a burst of dazzling light accompanied by huge energy fluctuations, everyone nervously stared at the situation on the stage with their eyes wide open.
The last time Lu Sangjiu held back his hand and made Shi Feng admit defeat, no one could see how powerful the stars in the sky were.
This time Yang Cheng took the initiative to choose a tough fight. If Lu Sangjiu wanted to win, he would not be able to hold back like last time. So everyone was looking forward to what Yang Cheng would look like after a tough fight.
Soon, the light curtain dissipated, and everyone saw Yang Cheng's figure inside again.
He was holding his sword and half-kneeling on the ground. There were many wounds on his body. After enduring it again and again, he couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood.
But his eyes remained firm, staring at Lu Sangjiu, "I... haven't lost yet!"
He tried his best to stand up straight again, pointing his sword at Lu Sangjiu, "This move is indeed powerful. I tried my best but still couldn't completely block it."
"But... you always use this move last. I guess... it's because after you use it, there won't be much spiritual power left in your body, right?"
"Do you still have the strength to fight me just now?"
When Lu Sangjiu heard this, a flash of panic flashed across his face, but he still tried to calm down and said, "How is that possible?"
"You are already seriously injured. I advise you to admit defeat quickly. I don't want to hurt you more seriously!"
When she said this, it seemed more like she was trying to force herself out.
A smile flashed across the corner of Yang Cheng's lips, "...You've been exposed."
Without any further hesitation, he unleashed the last of his strength and charged at Lu Sangjiu with his strongest sword!
Many people also had the same guess as Yang Cheng, so when they saw this scene, they subconsciously thought that Lu Sang was done drinking.
"Ding!"
The sound of swords clashing with metal rang through everyone's ears.
Everyone was surprised to see that Lu Sangjiu actually received Yang Cheng's explosive sword stably!
Yang Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly and he said in disbelief, "This...how is this possible!"
For a monk who is in the late stage of normal foundation building, she can still use the stars in the sky after consuming so much power, which is already considered one of the best.
But now, how could she still have the strength to block his sword?
Yang Cheng couldn't believe what he saw, but the fact happened before his eyes.
Lu Sangjiu smiled softly at him, "Sorry... Fellow Daoist Yang."
There was no need to use any more gorgeous moves at this time. Lu Sangjiu raised his left hand and slapped Yang Cheng on the chest.
Yang Cheng spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
Just now, he was already at the end of his strength when he resisted the sky full of stars. Then he used such an explosive sword, and now he has no strength to resist at all. He fainted directly after falling out.
The referee's voice also sounded, "In the first game, Lu Sang wins with wine."
After a brief silence, the crowd burst into applause and cheers.
Lu Sangjiu's face was calm, not overly happy.
However, when I saw several of Yang Cheng's junior brothers coming to the ring to help someone, he saluted them and said, "The attack was a bit harsh, but it was not my intention to hurt him, Wang Haihan."
Several people are sensible, and they also know that during a martial arts competition, there will inevitably be times when the moves are off-kilter. As long as they are not maliciously hurting others, there is nothing to blame.
So the other party only responded to her with a calm expression, "Understood, my junior brother's skills are not as good as others, so don't worry, Fellow Daoist Lu."
(End of chapter)
