In an instant, there were many ghosts on the arena, and the whole place was full of Gao Feng's figure... Oh no, he was on the stage... Gao Feng held a three-foot autumn water sword and went directly towards the senior brother with a fierce attack.
The kendo of the fifth peak is called thunder kendo. It is not the thunder of the purple gold hammer that reaches the sky and collapses the earth, but the thunder of hearing thunder in silence. Fast is everyone's first impression of the fifth peak's sword intent. People who practice this swordsmanship often respect speed, and the status of fast swordsmen in the Fifth Peak is very high.
Gao Feng is such a fast swordsman. In his eyes, there is no defense in the world that is so perfect that it cannot be broken through - as long as the sword is pointed at the opponent's throat before he is ready to defend himself, then what's the point of defense?
The short distance of a few feet was almost instantaneous at the speed that Gaofeng was proud of. The distance between the two was getting closer and closer. He could almost clearly see the pores on the face of the dog-headed senior brother Xu Mo, but he still remained. There was no trace of panic in Xu Mo's eyes.
The sound of swords, swords, and shadows was clanging incessantly. Xu Mo did not take a step back, sternly waving the strange magic weapon in his hand to resist the murderous intention from the peak.
Although Xu Mo's resisting actions seemed awkward to outsiders, he actually blocked them all. The disciples of the Fifth Peak stood up in unison and exclaimed that it was impossible.
Everyone has seen how fast Gao Feng is on the fifth peak. Even such a powerful Senior Brother Gao can't break through Xu Mo on the sixth peak?
What kind of swordsmanship is he practicing... No, he has not shown his swordsmanship at all so far!
Gao Feng was startled. Before the long sword in his hand touched the corner of Xu Mo's clothes with the force of wind and thunder, a huge force came from his waist in the next second, and the figure in mid-air was directly hit by this huge force. down.
The disciples watching in the audience suddenly burst into an uproar. They saw the dog-headed senior brother holding a strange magic weapon and hitting Gao Feng's waist hard, knocking him down.
At this moment, the flashy Kuai met his fierce rival - Senior Brother Dogou's practice is to highlight the word "slow", and no one knows how to play slowly and steadily better than him. The Thunder Sword Intent that the Fifth Peak was proud of had not yet exerted its power, but was interrupted by Xu Mo's simple and rude blow.
This honest man with a Chinese character face has something special!
"Well done, senior brother!" Little Green Tea waved her fist excitedly, feeling quite proud. Junior Sister Pixiu Pei on the side also clenched her fists tightly and praised Xu Mo's calm and calm response.
Someone in the elders' seat smiled and commented: "I have an impression of this boy. Although his qualifications are not excellent, his character is extremely tenacious. I thought he was useless after entering the Sixth Peak, but I didn't expect that he actually made a name for himself."
"The road to immortality is long, how many talented and beautiful people have failed? Sometimes, perhaps character is the more important influencing factor."
"Why did I hear from the people under me in the Sword Hall that he was often reported?" One of the elders of the Sword Hall said with a strange face: "The reason for reporting is quite strange..."
"Really? Is there still such a thing?"
The elders did not spend too much time to understand this matter. The Taiyi Sword Sect was full of talents. The only thing they talked about at the moment was that Xu Mo's character performance was amazing, and it was far from enough to attract their attention.
"The fifth peak is in danger... Elder Miao, your disciples are a little slack."
The middle-aged man who was called Elder Miao did not answer, but silently stared at his proud disciple on the field, unable to stop sighing in his heart.
It's too slow, it's really too slow. If it were faster, how could it be reduced to the point of being controlled by others?
Your sword moves should be shorter... Our Fifth Peak has never had any flashy sword moves, the main thing is short and powerful!
But it doesn't matter, there is still a chance.
Not only Elder Miao, the leader of the fifth peak, thought so, but the vast majority of the audience watching the competition also thought so. Although Gao Feng's flaws were exposed for a while, it wouldn't be like this.
However, Gu Changsheng and the second senior brother Fangu, who were familiar with the senior brother's fighting style, smiled at the corners of their mouths.
This is done!
Under the gaze of countless people, the dog-headed senior brother's eyes lit up after he succeeded in one blow, and he decisively followed up with the next soul-sucking blow.
eighty! eighty! Gao Feng was stunned by the continuous blows, which were like drum beats. He had a faint urge to vomit blood. He turned over and raised his sword to block it, but Xu Mo bent the blade with a hammer.
Gao Feng's eyes almost popped out of his head now, and he cursed the monster in his heart. He was about to use his body skills to move away to temporarily avoid the sharp attack, but suddenly he felt that all the strength in his body had been drained away, and his whole body movements were extremely slow.
withered! Weak and powerless!
The strange magic weapon in the hands of the senior brother burst out with a burst of blue-purple light, suppressing Gao Feng's speed. Now he couldn't be hit or beaten, nor could he run away. In grief and anger, he crushed a bead on his wrist, and his body shattered into a shadow and then re-consolidated not far away.
He finally escaped from the scope of Xu Mo's withering effect, and his strength was recovering bit by bit. Gao Feng gasped for air, glanced at the blade of his sword that had been bent by the hammer, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Can this continue?
As soon as he raised his eyes, the dog-headed senior brother rushed over like a wolf again...
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Gu Changsheng withdrew his eyes from the ring. The competition over there had entered garbage time. It was only a matter of time before the senior brother won.
The Thunder Sword Intention sounds quite bluffing, but there is nothing they can do about it. Who made them meet the dog-headed senior brother who strikes back from behind? With a unique skill of withering, no one in the world dares to praise him.
With such a strong debuff, Gao Feng basically said goodbye to the word "fast".
Little Green Tea and Pei Ningning were still staring nervously, while Gu Changsheng began to think about his next opponent.
According to the given order, the opponents that the Sixth Peak will fight are fifth, third, first, twelfth, and fifteenth. Rotate back in reverse for the second half. Senior Brother won the first game, which was a good start. Even if Junior Sister Pei admits defeat next time, it won't have much impact.
While he was thinking, a slightly cold voice suddenly came from his ears:
"I am Qi Hansu. I would like to ask Junior Brother Gu to come over and meet me. We have something important to discuss."
It was spiritual power that transmitted the message. Gu Changsheng was slightly startled and looked at the spot where the saint was sitting on the stage. As expected, he did not see the shadow of Qi Hansu.
Miss Susu suddenly wants to find me? Are you still using the vest of the cold saint?
He pondered for a moment, glanced at the spectator seat where he was, and then at the dog-headed senior brother who was still fighting on the stage...
The disciples of the Sixth Peak on the stage were still competing, but Miss Qing Leng Sword Fairy met me alone in the cave... Is this sense of déjà vu a bit too strong?
Is the role reversed? Miss Susu, are you serious about discussing this important matter?
(End of chapter)
