All the sword energy fell down, and finally they collided with each other and exploded like glass falling to the ground! Dense sword lights exploded everywhere. Xiang Ling's face changed slightly. She didn't expect that Shaozi would use her own sword energy to beat her own sword energy. Facing endless sword energy of the same kind, one can imagine the pressure she was under. However, this disciple is also very good. The moment the sword energy bursts out, the sword light flashes dazzlingly, and the power suddenly increases a lot. Once Shaozi's yin and yang sword energy and sword light come into contact, they are completely eliminated!
Everyone was in an uproar, but the road to immortality did not end because of this! Xiang Ling was still moving forward in spite of the sword light, and with a whoosh of the long sword, it finally grazed Shao Zi's fair neck like a poisonous dragon!
The two men's stormy attacks finally stopped, ending with the moment when Shao Zi was held with a sword on his neck! Including Senior Brother Hai, no one felt a little unsatisfied. After all, the swordsmanship of the two disciples was so outstanding, one was good at long range and the other was good at melee combat.
"Shaozi lost? You can't. This little fox-like guy doesn't look like a loser." Jiang Han scratched his hair, confused. Song Wanyi smiled faintly and said nothing.
Others were naturally a little surprised at the outcome of the two.
Shaozi looked at the long sword placed on his shoulders, smiled and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and said with a smile: "Junior sister Xiangling, if it is a real life and death battle, you are better, I lose with all my heart. , It’s a pity that we have reached the end, so you lose.”
Xiang Ling's sword trembled slightly and her eyes filled with tears. She was still unwilling to fail. She clearly did her best, and the one who was most likely to win should have been her.
I shook my head and smiled bitterly, and announced calmly: "Shaozi wins."
My announcement made the unknown monks around me a little curious, and they all asked me why. Shaozi also looked over and looked proud when he saw Senior Brother Hai. Senior Brother Hai couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Little Foxes specialize in finding loopholes to exploit."
"Just look at the tiny sword marks on the clothes." I said calmly, and everyone looked at Xiang Ling. Xiang Ling couldn't stop crying anymore. After sheathing her sword, she turned away and started crying.
According to the fighting method, she definitely won, but now it's all about hitting the target. Whoever gets hit first will lose. There is always one of the dense sword lights that cannot be avoided, so Shaozi wins in this battle. By chance, the move hit Xiangling first, so she was the first to win.
In addition to the exquisiteness of magic and swordsmanship, there is also the element of psychological warfare in it. If Xiangling was not too cautious, but prevented Shaozi from focusing his sword energy on aiming and then colliding with each other from the beginning, he would not have attracted this person who wanted to hide. Even the sword energy is difficult.
These infinite amounts of broken sword energy have no lethality to Xiang Ling at all, but Shao Zi did not intend to hurt his junior sister at all, he just wanted to stop it. So unfortunately, although Xiang Ling won the battle, After losing a game, I naturally felt extremely aggrieved, so when I announced that Shaozi had won, I started to cry anxiously.
Shao Zi wanted to comfort Xiang Ling, but he seemed to know Xiang Ling's temper, so he just sighed and went to tame the pure Jun sword.
Although he was still slightly inferior to Xiangling in Taoism, Shaozi was able to win with his agility and wit. Chunjun Sword had a sword spirit, so he naturally saw this scene, so he recognized the master without any struggle. Soon this lightsaber slipped into Shaozi's hand and became her natal sword!
Although Shaozi was excited, she knew she couldn't irritate Xiangling at this moment, so she stretched out her hand to try to summon the Chunjun Sword. After the Chunjun Sword appeared in her hand obligingly, she took the sword back.
Xiang Ling was sobbing quietly on the side, and everyone felt it was a pity. After all, winning the trick and losing the game was hard for anyone to accept, so they all looked at me. Xijun was innocent and said, "Brother, What a shame, but isn’t there a consolation prize?”
"What's the consolation prize for losing? No matter what it is, you have earned it by yourself. A monk goes against the will of heaven and has only one life. If he loses, he will die without a burial place. So those who use tricks will eventually be betrayed by Qiao Jin. , Those who advance recklessly will also pay the price for it. Only by being true to your own heart can you do whatever you want and follow nature." I said lightly, also warning the two disciples that no matter what they do, excessive amounts will lead to failure.
Shaozi heard my encouragement and said quickly: "Disciple, please remember Master's teachings and correct your own mind."
"Disciples will also bear in mind Master's teachings and will work harder to practice." Xiang Ling stopped crying. Although she was still disappointed, she wiped away her tears and walked over.
I patted Xiang Ling's shoulder and said, "Well, you both did equally well this time. You both played your own style and had your own ideas. But Shaozi won the game after all, and Chun Junjian won the game for him." Everything is well deserved, Xiangling must not be dissatisfied with her senior sister."
"Master, how dare I, disciple? I know that I am too skillful in my moves compared to my senior sister, so I lost the game. I dare not blame senior sister Shaozi." Xiangling looked at me pitifully, and Xijun said with some dissatisfaction: "Xiangling She has already lost, so even if my brother doesn’t comfort her, he still blames her, it’s very unkind.”
"Haha, Xijun, your brother is not punishing you. Is this encouragement?" Senior Brother Hai smiled, and I did not explain, and then asked: "Xiang Ling, victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. How can you know that a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise?" Fei Fu, if there is another chance, are you still willing to try your best to fight for it?"
Xiangling looked at me blankly for a while, while Shaozi also looked at me doubtfully, and suddenly shouted, "Could it be! Oh my God, Master, you are going to favor one over the other!"
"You naughty guy, when did I treat one person favorably over another?" I said with a smile, and then looked at Xiang Ling. Xiang Ling seemed to understand something, and was a little unsure, but still said immediately: "Master, you only know how valuable it is when you lose it. If the master gives another chance, the disciple will fight for it even to the death."
I raised my head and smiled, thinking about everything that had happened from when I got the Tai'a Sword until now, and I felt a lot of emotion in my heart. This sword followed me through the lower world of xuanxiu, and followed me all over the nine states. He has made countless contributions and saved me countless times, but now he is no longer suitable for me. Maybe choosing another owner is a better destination for him.
After a long time, I summoned the Tai'a Sword from my hand, caressed the blade, which was a laser like the Pure Jun Sword and could breathe, and said sternly: "The Tai'a Divine Sword contains power, and the fighting spirit becomes stronger. , the stronger the sword energy is, if the person holding it can evoke the power of the world, the power of the earth, the power of the emperor, one sword can control the world. It will follow me to conquer the world, wipe out the hatred of the world, and establish the great justice of the world. But now, it is against it I've done enough and I'll let it go."
Everyone looked at this familiar Tai'a sword and exclaimed in surprise. Everyone would be astonished by the various great achievements it has accomplished. After all, when the Tai'a sword comes out, it heralds the arrival of victory. The people standing here, More than half of them have been saved by this sword. To them, the meaning of this sword is far greater than that of the pure Jun sword, even if the abilities and power of the two swords are equal.
"Master," Xiang Ling is not Shao Zi, and he didn't understand for a moment that I would draw the Tai'a sword, so the shock in his eyes was uncontrollable.
"Xiang Ling, you are different from Shaozi. You have a more stubborn personality and a fiercer fighting spirit. The Chunjun Sword is not suitable for you in terms of its ability or the agile sword spirit contained in it. However, this sword will, on the contrary, It will resonate with you more, but you also need to know that a sword is like a human being, and will choose its master to serve you. If you want it to serve you, you should pay a price that it can accept, do you understand?" I looked at Xiang Ling seriously and said.
"Master! I know!" Xiang Ling's eyes were filled with passion as hot as sparks. This sword was her first choice.
I stretched out my hand and lightly touched the Tai'a sword, which I have always loved, and all the marks disappeared immediately. Then the sword gradually merged into the killing path, and it was about to fly away for nine days, never to be seen again!
Xiangling reacted in shock, stretched out her hand, and grasped the hilt of the sword tightly! ..
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