"The first match of the loser group in the Herringbone Arena No. 2, Yaoguang Peak Qingya versus Tianji Peak Zhao Guang. The loser of this match will be completely eliminated, so please go all out."
At noon on the second day, Qingya also ushered in its first game after falling into the loser group.
That day, Jifeng Zhao Guang was dressed in black military uniform, holding a steel whip in his hand, with dark skin, and his eyes were staring at Qingya, as if Qingya had knocked him into the loser group.
"Qingya of Yaoguang Peak, I have met Senior Brother Zhao, please give me some advice." Qingya held his sword towards Zhao Guang.
"Huh, I can't talk about giving advice, but I will definitely beat you to pieces. I've heard of you a long time ago. In the competition, you overestimated your abilities and performed high-level swordsmanship. In the end, you lost your physical strength and lost the game. It seems that it was only once. You have no choice but to go home obediently." There was always a smell of gunpowder in Zhao Guang's tone.
After he finished speaking, he didn't give Qingya any time to reply, and rushed straight towards Qingya with the steel whip in hand. He raised his hands, raised the steel whip above his head, and smashed it down on Qing Ya's head. Seeing this scene, Qingya didn't panic, raised his sword with one hand, unsheathed it two inches, and faced Zhao Guang's offensive.
There was only a "click" sound, and Zhao Guang's steel whip happened to fall on the two-inch sword that was unsheathed. The scabbard and the sword grid stuck the steel whip tightly, not missing the slightest bit.
Zhao Guang tried hard to pull back the steel whip. After two attempts without success, he decisively let go of his hand and dodged backwards with a backflip. At this time, Qing Ya's palm missed Zhao Guang's body dangerously, and a burst of whistling sound was heard in the air.
In this first round of confrontation, Qingya blocked Zhao Guang's attack, and Zhao Guang also avoided Qingya's counterattack. However, Zhao Guang's steel whip was in Qingya's hand at this time, and Qingya was slightly better. .
"Senior Brother Zhao, let's continue." Qing Ya threw the steel whip back, and Zhao Guang caught it.
"Oh, what is Qingya doing? Since the opponent has no weapons, his winning rate has been greatly increased. What else can he do?" In the audience, Hua Qing'er didn't know when he appeared. Seeing this scene, I wanted to speak out to stop him, but I was worried that it would affect Qingya's mentality on the court, so I had to stamp my feet anxiously.
On the ring, Zhao Guang took the steel whip, waved it a few times, and said, "Humph, you are so pretentious. Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to yourself. If you lose in a while, go to the corner and regret it. Take my move. Dragon on the ground."
After saying that, Zhao Guang moved the steel whip to the ground, and a black light flowed from the steel whip to the ground. The black light fell to the ground, and sharp stone pillars appeared on the ground. The black light struck Qingya like a swimming python with ever-protruding stone pillars. For a moment, the flat ground turned into pits.
"Senior Brother Zhao, we have no grievances. We are in the same sect. Why should we hurt others with our words?" Qingya smiled and inserted the long sword into the ground with the scabbard. At this time, the black light on the ground came to Qingya's feet, and he was struck by the long sword. After inserting it, the black light flickered on the ground for a few times, like a long snake struggling, and then disappeared.
After the black light dissipated, the raised stone pillars on the ground were shattered and turned into smoke.
"Hmph, can you block one, can you block them all?" Zhao Guang tapped the ground four more times, and four black lights flowed into the ground along the steel whip, and then four black shadows spread out in all directions with the raised stone pillars. They rushed towards Qingya from the four corners in an encirclement manner.
"Let's see how you block and dodge now." Zhao Guang used four dragons on the ground at once. Most of his spiritual power was consumed in a while. He was breathing heavily and took the time to recover.
A sword spans nine thousand miles, and the road to Guanshan is far away from Jiuzhou.
The long sword was unsheathed, and golden light shone on the sword. Qing Ya held the long sword in his hand and swung it down, bringing up eight sword shadows. After the sword force ended, the sword shadow did not dissipate. Instead, the golden light became stronger, gradually condensed into a solid body, and spun in the air.
The phantom sword spins faster and faster, and the sword body becomes larger and larger. When the black shadow on the ground came to Qingya, there were already eight golden giant swords floating in the air around him, surrounding him.
"The sword swings in all directions, go."
Qing Ya shouted loudly, and four of the phantom swords pierced the black light on the ground. Just like the morning light piercing the darkness, Zhao Guang's dark shadow immediately disappeared without a trace as soon as it encountered the phantom sword. Smoke and dust suddenly filled the area around Qingya, blocking everyone's sight.
Unable to see what was going on in the arena, Hua Qing'er couldn't help but become nervous. She stood on tiptoes, grabbed her collar with both hands, opened her eyes wide, and stared at the situation on Qingya's side of the arena without blinking.
The smoke and dust dispersed, and Qing Ya stood on the same spot, with the eight phantom swords still surrounding him. Not to mention the scars on his body, there was not even a trace of dust on his body, and he even turned the sword's edge upside down, held a sword flower, and committed suicide. I thought it was very cool to stand the sword behind my back, looking elegant in white clothes and looking like an unparalleled knight.
"This stinky boy, thanks to people being so worried about him, why is he still so pretty? Hmm, I'm really pissed off." Seeing Qingya's pretentious posture, Hua Qing'er crossed her arms angrily and turned to the side angrily.
Someone on the ring didn't know that he had offended the beautiful woman, but still had a proud look on his face. He held his sword forward and shouted softly. The phantom sword turned in response and rushed out towards Zhao Guang.
Seeing the sword attack, Zhao Guang had to stop recovering his spiritual power and face the attack in front of him.
I saw the long sword rushing towards Zhao Guang like a dragon. Zhao Guang was about to dodge, but the eight long swords completely blocked his movement space. Each one carried strong sword pressure, leaving Zhao Guang nowhere to hide. . In desperation, Zhao Guang could only forcefully raise his spiritual power again, and condensed a black light curtain around himself to protect him inside.
As soon as the light curtain was formed, the attack of the phantom sword arrived. Every time the phantom sword hit the light curtain, a burst of golden light lit up, and the light curtain swayed. The eight phantom swords hit the light curtain back and forth. The light curtain became increasingly dim under the constant attacks, but it refused to dissipate. Zhao Guang inside gritted his teeth and desperately supported the maintenance of the light curtain.
"Senior Brother Zhao, take my last blow."
Qing Ya made a sword formula with both hands. The originally scattered phantom swords were divided into two batches, four were inserted on the ground, and four stayed in the air, sealing all directions. Then a golden light shot out from the first sword and hit the second sword. Another golden light shot out from the second sword and hit the third sword. The relay continued like this. In an instant, golden lights illuminated the eight magic swords. The swords are connected together.
burst.
Qing Ya let go of his hands, and the phantom sword shone with golden light, dazzling the eyes.
The golden light exploded, only the force was seen but no sound was heard, but everyone could feel the powerful sword power contained in the center of the explosion. When the golden light dissipated, there was still a burst of white light lingering in front of everyone's eyes, and it took a long time for their eyesight to recover.
Looking towards the ring, I saw that Zhao Guang was in ragged clothes, his steel whip was broken, and he was half-kneeling on the ground. The surrounding floor was covered with deep sword marks.
"Having carried the sword in all directions and still not falling, Senior Brother Zhao has done a great job." Qingya smiled and rushed towards Zhao Guang, his figure flashing, and he came to Zhao Guang in just two steps. Before Zhao Guang could react, the hilt of the sword in Qing Ya's hand had already touched his chest.
"Walk."
As soon as Qing Ya finished speaking, Zhao Guang flew out and fell to the ground.
"You, didn't you just say the last move, and now you make a sneak attack? You broke your promise, bah." Zhao Guang got up and said harshly to Qingya.
"Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. This sentence comes from the mouth of Senior Brother Zhao. Senior Brother has taught me, and I should keep it in mind. Besides, you believe me when I say it is the last move. It is too naive. "
Qingya stood on the ring, sheathing his sword, with a smile on his face that didn't deserve a beating.
