After winning the battle of Taoism, Wu Ping glanced around. His performance was not outstanding, and the sect elders and cliff masters in the upper seats did not pay much attention to him. This made him inevitably feel a little lost and frustrated. Then he Turning his gaze to the seat, he saw Mo Kuiyuan smiling and nodding to him, and a feeling of pride arose from the bottom of his heart.
Xiaochen saw Wuping's eyes wandering until they were fixed on him, thinking that he was still a child and needed some encouragement, so he nodded slightly.
"Keep up the good work, Wuping, you can do it!" After seeing Xiaochen's recognition, Wuping's self-confidence was even more intense, and even the sword in his hand shone a lot. He was still young and a little intoxicated by this kind of spotlight. Showcase the stage.
Seeing the radiant Wu Ping, Jian Lan was sincerely happy for him. His junior brother had always been a little unconfident before, maybe because of his personality, or because he relied too much on the people around him.
Things have changed a lot now, which is a good thing.
Chang Shu stood up and felt that it was time to teach this unabashed junior brother some lessons. He had been paying attention to Wu Ping's movements. From the previous battle, it could be seen that Wu Ping was at the 7th level of the Qi Condensation Stage, and he It is the 8th level of Qi Condensation Stage.
As soon as he jumped onto the stage, Chang Shu cupped his hands and said, "Chang Shu, a disciple of Luoxia Peak, please teach me!" When he said the last two words, his voice was almost inaudible.
Wu Ping didn't notice anything, he raised his hands and said with a smile: "Wu Ping, a disciple from Fei Lai Peak, I hope my senior brother can give me some advice!" Chang Shu looked much older than Wu Ping in appearance, so Wu Ping didn't hesitate to give him some advice. , slightly changed some of the words.
As soon as the words ended, Chang Shu drew out his sword and slashed at Wu Ping without any hesitation.
Caught off guard, Wu Ping had to deal with it in a hurry. Looking at Chang Shu's gloomy expression, Wu Ping was also a little confused. Could it be that this senior brother likes to put on a bad face when fighting with others.
"Although I don't know why this senior brother attacked sneakily, the rules don't stipulate that sneak attacks are prohibited." Thinking like this, Wu Ping was a little confused at first, but after he stabilized his position, he was able to parry it.
"Ding ding ding!"
Under the sound of the sword, Chang Shu also had some surprise in his eyes.
"Logically speaking, my cultivation level is higher than Wu Ping's, and I'm also much older than him. We shouldn't be so evenly matched." Chang Shu thought, and then shouted: "The first move of the Ruthless Sword Technique, the Love-Destroying Sword!"
After a burst of attacks, Chang Shu unleashed his ultimate move, and his intention was obvious, which was to make Wu Ping's defeat as miserable as possible.
"Not good!" Xiao Chen's expression became a little more solemn at this time. The love-killing sword that Chang Shu suddenly used was completely different from Zuo Zhounan's previous show. The sword power was refined, and the sword edge also restrained the cold light. With this ruthless swordsmanship, he had already mastered it. Enter the room.
Zhang Wuya on the stage was also attracted by the sword moves coming from the Qi Condensation Stage. His eyes were focused on it. There were not many people who could practice the first move of the Ruthless Sword Dao to such an extent during the Qi Condensation Period. , so he said to the Taoist boy next to him: "Who is using the ruthless sword on the Tao discussion platform No. 65, and how is his ability?"
The boy quickly scanned a jade slip and responded: "Prince Cliff Master, that person's name is Chang Shu, he has a third-grade Xuan-level spiritual vein, and he is over twenty-two years old."
Hearing this, Zhang Wuya was also a little disappointed. He was of average character but much older. Naturally, he lost interest and stopped talking.
When Li Liang saw that Wu Ping was from his own peak, and the Cliff Master seemed to be paying some attention to that side, he immediately hit the snake with a stick and said: "Cliff Master, the one he is fighting with is the disciple of Elder Mo who flew to the bottom of the mountain. Lao Mo took great care of him, and I also heard that he had a pure Taoist heart and excellent understanding."
"Ha! Peak Master Li is talking too much. Your disciples below the peak are obviously having difficulty parrying. What's there to show off?" The orange-robed Taoist immediately said in return.
This was the case, and there was no way to refute it. Li Liang had no choice but to smile and said, "You are young, Master Nian, please don't be so serious."
Wu Ping looked at Chang Shu's sword moves, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. It was a bit difficult to deal with it originally, but now that the opponent's killing move came out, his side was immediately in danger.
He didn't understand much about the ruthless swordsmanship. Even if he used it, it would just be an imitation, and the effect would definitely be unsatisfactory. So he changed his mind and Wu Ping waved his long sword and shouted: "Sword and shield, Yu!" He hoped to use the long sword he was waving. The sword serves as a shield to ward off the opponent's attacks.
"This won't work. Although the idea is okay, the difference in strength is too big. Moreover, the sword is an offensive weapon and is not good at defense. It only takes a moment for the sword to break through the shield." Xiaochen also shook his head secretly when he saw Wu Ping's response. Wu Ping was going to lose this round.
Sure enough, after seeing Wu Ping defending with his sword and shield, Chang Shu also showed a smile, and then shouted: "Ruthless Sword Cut, break!"
"Ding...."
After a crisp sound of hitting, Wu Ping's sword was also struck by the attack of the Love Extinguishing Sword and fell to the ground.
A trace of bright red flowed from the edge of Wu Ping's neck. Chang Shu's sword almost touched his neck. Although the sword did not touch, the dissipated sword energy inevitably scratched Wu Ping's body. I just bought it. The cyan robe was now in pieces, and those near the sword's edge were even more shattered into threads.
Although he was stunned for a moment, Wuping still realized that if he lost, he lost. His skills were just inferior to others, so he was about to give up and admit defeat when he saw Chang Shu retract his sword and hit the ground with a blow as if by accident. On the sword that Wu Ping dropped, spider web-like cracks spread from the middle of the sword in an instant.
The sword was already covered with dark patterns during the battle, and when touched now, it seemed as if a mechanism had been triggered.
There was some sarcasm in Chang Shu's eyes. No matter how well he concealed it, the moment it was revealed was noticed by Wu Ping in front of him. Wu Ping immediately realized that the other party did it on purpose.
"Junior Brother Wu, I'm really sorry. Senior Brother didn't do it on purpose." Chang Shu cupped his hands and said.
Listening to Chang Shu's tone, Wu Ping felt extremely angry, with tears welling up in his eyes. He stared blankly at the fragments on the ground, not knowing what to do. At this time, the noisy environment around him seemed like everyone was Everyone was whispering and laughing at him.
"Wu Ping! Winning or losing is normal, just do your best when my teacher sees you!" Seeing this, Mo Kuiyuan immediately went to the Taoist forum and spoke softly to Wu Ping. Then he raised his head and glanced at Chang Shu, and found that the other party didn't think so. He looked concerned, and his face darkened even more.
After hearing his master's words, Wu Ping suddenly came to his senses. He clenched his fists and raised his hands to Changshu. He then used his spiritual energy to collect every fragment of the long sword and followed his master with his head lowered.
"Intentional?" Jian Lanxin was watching Wu Ping's battle with great concentration just now. At this time, thoughts flashed through his eyes, and his eyes towards Chang Shu became more and more dangerous. With a move in his hand, the heavy sword was already in his hand. He was just about to go on stage. After arguing with him for a while, she saw Jian Shisan leaping onto the forum in one step, and the epee in his hand relaxed. Brother Thirteen took action, which was enough to reassure her.
Xiaochen witnessed the entire battle and naturally noticed Chang Shu's small movements and intentions. If he had not touched the sword in the end, it would not have broken into pieces.
"I have to leave. It doesn't matter if I take action once. Everything in Wuwu Cliff will be a passing thing in the future."
"Besides, my brother can't be bullied by just anyone."
Xiaochen thought about it, then looked up at Chang Shu and said, "Jian Shisan, a registered disciple of Qingxin Peak, please teach me!"
"Registered disciple? Seeing how young Xiaochen is in front of me, a registered disciple dares to challenge me. Do you really think that I just finished a battle and there is something to pick up?" Thinking like this, Chang Shu's eyes With some playfulness, he then said: "Luoxia Peak's disciple Chang Shu is willing to teach me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword was already slashed out, which was very different from the previous battle with Wu Ping.
But Xiaochen raised his hand and cut into his blind spot with just one move. Chang Shu's attack came to an abrupt end after only half a move.
Seeing this, Chang Shu struck out again. This time more spiritual energy flowed in, and the long sword quickly flashed past like an afterimage.
"Ding!" Another sword strike, Xiaochen accurately hit the middle part of his sword again, Chang Shu's attack was interrupted again, but this time Xiaochen would not let him go so easily.
The sword in his hand danced flexibly like an arm, bringing up bursts of sword energy, hitting Chang Shu's sword one after another.
"Ding ding ding!" crisp sounds came out one after another.
Apart from being a little surprised at first, Chang Shu felt a little excited later on, thinking that the opponent was just like that. With such a good opportunity, all the combos hit the sword, but what he didn't know was that his The sword moves were all flawed in front of Xiaochen, and Xiaochen did this intentionally.
Feeling that the long sword in Chang Shu's hand was almost gone, Xiao Chen also slowed down his attack. This made Chang Shu more convinced of his conclusion that the time to counterattack had come.
So Chang Shu gathered his own spiritual energy and once again used the first form of ruthless swordsmanship, the Love-Destroying Sword.
"Ruthless Sword Slash!" Chang Shu looked at Xiao Chen who was so frightened that he couldn't move, with a trace of ridicule on his lips.
Xiao Chen really didn't move, because there was no need. This child's play battle would be over soon.
Zhang Wuya, who was sitting in the upper seat, suddenly focused his attention on Xiao Chen's discussion platform. He saw Xiao Chen swinging his sword without any hindrance, hitting Chang Shu's sword with one blow after another as if he was accurately predicting it. A look of surprise also flashed through his eyes. What surprised him was not Xiaochen's cultivation and bones, but the state that seemed to be integrated with the sword. The sword was like an arm, moving like clouds and flowing water.
"Tao Tong..." Zhang Wuya was about to call Tong Wen Gu Gen Gu, but then he saw that Xiao Chen's subsequent attacks gradually became mediocre, and each move no longer had the same charm as before. Zhang Wuya felt a little agitated. Feeling disappointed, wondering if I had seen it wrong.
The Taoist boy looked at the cliff master who was mid-sentence and was puzzled. He had no choice but to hold on to the movements he was about to record and remain motionless.
Several elders below were equally confused at this time, and couldn't help but wonder: "Master Qingfeng, that disciple is your sect, and he is strong enough to become a disciple. Why was he buried?"
Qingran was also a little confused, and he had no impression of the figure on the Taoist stage. If it hadn't been for the reminder from Master Nian, he wouldn't have noticed that this was a disciple of this peak.
"Well, yes, he must have deliberately hidden his clumsiness, but this swordsmanship is enough to become a disciple." Qingran also said in a deep voice, but she saw that the swordsmanship moves gradually became mediocre, and she was still in a state of motionlessness. I can't help but regret my words. Could it be that I made a mistake?
Xiaochen didn't care about the comments of the clan elders. He really let off steam, otherwise Chang Shu wouldn't even have a chance to counterattack. With one sword after another sealing the opponent, the opponent could only block constantly, leaving no room for counterattack. , forcibly accumulating power, then Xiaochen's sword will be placed on his neck without waiting for completion.
The difference in first-level cultivation seems particularly pale in the face of such a disparity in swordsmanship strength.
