Chapter Twenty-Five: Equal
In the cultivation realm, everything is empty, only strength is the best convincing, so Ning Qingqiu doesn't argue with this male cultivator at all, fighting is her best answer!
Although Ning Qingqiu's swordsmanship level was vague and unclear at which stage, she was much more clever than other ordinary body refining stage cultivators, and the male cultivator was quickly a little overstretched, and his cultivation was around the eighth layer of body refining, but he was extremely aggrieved, and he was suppressed by Ning Qingqiu's swordsmanship and had no temper at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
She saw the opportunity, the blade of the sword turned, changed into a sweep, poured the whole body aura into the sword body, and hit the person in the chest hard, hitting the person on the light curtain, if the light curtain was sensitive, it directly threw the person out of the ring.
Qingqiu looked at it and felt that this light curtain had a little bit of the taste of a modern induction door, but this anti-hitting ability didn't know how many streets to throw off the induction door, which was extraordinarily "intelligent......
The topic is far away, the first victory here, Ning Qingqiu is also ruthless, what she hates the most since she was a child is to look down on women's words and behaviors, this situation is much more serious in the cultivation world, but in the same way, as long as there is strength, then the female cultivator is the existence of the stars holding the moon, and the beautiful female cultivator with high cultivation is even more popular wherever she goes, how can she Ning Qingqiu rely on herself to stand steadily in the cloud wilderness, not to be bullied by anyone.
Her second opponent also played, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old white-clothed female cultivator, beautiful in appearance and gentle temperament: "This junior sister, I am the same as you, I also use a sword, and I am also biased towards the water lineage. ”
Qingqiu saw that although she was Ning Xinlian's appearance, her temperament was completely different, she spoke politely, and she couldn't help but feel good, she was a person who respected me and I respected others, and immediately smiled: "This senior sister is serious, I don't dare to give advice, you and I show our strengths, and confirm each other's swordsmanship." ”
As soon as the so-called expert makes a move, he knows if there is one, and as soon as the other party takes out the sword, Qingqiu raises the level of vigilance to the highest. Her swordsmanship is soft, good at overcoming rigidity with softness, implying edge; although the other party is also a water genus, but she is known for her tenacity, and she has the stamina to draw a knife to cut off the water and the water flow.
For a moment, there was only a sword light in the field, and the two figures moved quickly, only to hear the sound of dense sword body strikes, "Bang Bang-" endlessly.
Both of them were a little out of breath and stopped, Ning Qingqiu's clothes were missing a corner, but the tip of the sword was hanging from one of the other party's ears!
They were tied, and it was difficult to tell the winner. When there was a draw before, after Bian Rin's approval, they all counted one win each, so this result can be described as a win-win situation.
"Senior sister is good at swordsmanship, my surname is Shen, and my single name is a soft word, I wonder if my sister can tell me the name?"
"Senior sister is also very powerful, my surname is Ning, the sixth in the family, called Qingqiu. I hope to have a good fight with my sister next time. Qingqiu took off the ear rings on the sword and returned them to the other party, with a faint smile on his face.
After this fight, she felt that she had a deeper understanding of swordsmanship, and next time she used it, she should go to a higher level. It's just that this battle also reminded her, her methods against the enemy are still too monotonous, there will only be one swordsmanship, that is, the Ning family's Sixteen Swords, and it is not a profound swordsmanship in itself, if she encounters a powerful opponent or has restraint on her swordsmanship, it will be very bad, it seems that if she enters the Qingyun Sect, she must hurry up to learn new swordsmanship, as well as body and defense exercises must be put on the agenda, as for the most important cultivation exercises, there is no need to rush at all, "Taiyin True Solution" is by no means simple, it must be a top-notch exercise.
The third one came up was a thin man, but Qingqiu was lucky, this person had no cultivation, but her fighting talent was really not good, and after dozens of moves, she successfully won the last victory. There were beads of crystal sweat on Bai Yu's forehead, but he was greatly relieved in his heart, this level had finally passed, and only the last level was left.
Thousands of people are fighting over, it is already sunset, and there are only about 800 people who have finally cleared the customs, and many people who have won two games are defeated because of physical exhaustion, but this is also a matter of no way, some people are happy and some are worried.
Bian Rin took out a crystal tablet and threw it into the open space, instantly separating nine phantoms, which grew in the wind, and in a moment, ten crystal tablets one person high were firmly on the ground.
The third level begins!