Chapter 89: The Sword Tablet
Those who walk sideways are crabs, so the sideways walking in Wang Bazhi's dream is just a crab for Xu Yan. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Xu Yan didn't want to go sideways, he just wanted to suppress Yue Chengfeng with the Taibao momentum of the Ghost King Gate.
"Brother Wang, what are the qualifications to take the stage, except for the people from the Ghost King Gate, can anyone else also take the stage?"
The two deputy hall masters on the stage have already decided the superiority, one of them was slashed out of the wooden platform by a sword, and blood was spilled on the ground, it should be seriously injured, Xu Yan looked at it for a long time, and asked Wang Bazhi beside him.
"If you are not a person from the Ghost King Sect, as long as you are under the age of twenty-five and your strength is above the innate three veins, you can take the stage. Wang Bazhi said like a broken mouth: "If you win three games in a row, you will be the Taibaoye, hey, I have no chance, Brother Yan, you are still young, maybe you will have the opportunity to become the Taibao in the future, and you will have to cover me when the time comes, hehe." ”
While listening to Wang Bazhi's explanation, Xu Yan looked at a bluestone tablet on the other side of the wooden platform that was more than one person high.
"What is that stele for?" Xu Yan asked curiously.
"The test sword stele, used to test the innate realm, is the treasure of our Ghost King Sect, I heard that only a cultivator can refine it. ”
Afraid that Xu Yan didn't understand, Wang Bazhi continued: "The test method is simple, just run the true qi and cut it down, the first vein innate martial artist can cut down an inch with a sword, the second vein can cut down two inches with a congenital sword, and only by cutting out a three-inch sword mark can he be qualified to take the stage, because the three-inch sword mark can only be cut by the master of the innate three veins, otherwise any cat or dog will go up to compare, and it doesn't matter if he is killed, everyone should watch a lively scene, and lose the face of our ghost king." ”
"Test the Sword Tablet ......"
Xu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the bluestone tablet for a long time before retracting his gaze.
It's just a simple way to verify the qualifications for the stage, which is not surprising, but in Xu Yan's eyes, this stone tablet has another use, that is, it can see that he has broken through the innate veins.
A burst of cheers around interrupted Xu Yan's deep groan, and at this time, another warrior took the stage to challenge the deputy hall master of the Ghost King Gate.
"A certain Chen Xiaohei, known as the black knife maniac in the rivers and lakes, today he will teach the ability of the master of the Ghost King Gate!"
The people on the stage were five big and three thick, and the big knife they were holding was bigger, and the glaive knife that was more than one zhang long was rounded up, and after a sentence of comprehension, he fought with the master of the Ghost King Gate who had won two games in a row.
The two of them dismantled the moves, and as soon as they moved, they first tested each other, and then began to fight in real time, and a dim light gradually rose on the weapons.
That's innate true qi!
As long as the innate martial artist uses the innate true qi, it means that he is desperate, the halo brightness on the swords of the two is similar, and it seems that the strength is also comparable.
This is martial art, Xu Yan looked more and more serious.
He can only fly stones, he can't use swords, and he can handle it, and he has not practiced the seven-star sword spectrum until now, but Xu Yan is not slow to learn, and after watching it for a long time, he found a characteristic of the martial artist when he fights, that is, the change of moves between attack and defense.
No matter who you are fighting against, as long as you can pinch this instantaneous transition between attack and defense, you can win, because the loser is all made a mistake between attack and defense, thus giving the opponent a chance.
Martial arts sword duel, supplemented by moves, what really determines victory or defeat is the eyesight and agility of both sides, or the combat experience honed in the vicious battle.
Anyone can kill people, just go down with a knife, but in the face of a strong enemy, it is not possible to win with a sword and a sword, what is needed at this time is not only strength but also experience, and the experience of fighting is precisely Xu Yan's weakest link.
It is not difficult to have no experience, Xu Yan can learn and sell now, with his smart mind, it is not difficult to remember the moves and styles of the two people on the stage, as long as you remember the other party's moves and flaws, then it will become much easier to win.
The ant nest has a master, named the queen ant, sitting in the ant country to guide the country, driven by the queen ant, the little ants work all day long, and recording the trajectory of the ants has become a big hobby of the little Taoist when he was young.
When he was a child, Xu Yan liked to memorize the route of the ant crawl very much, and the old Taoist priest found it interesting after discovering it, so he asked the little Taoist priest to draw some ant crawling tracks, so in Xu Daoyuan's horrified gaze, the little Xu Yan used the stone as a pen, and spent half a day of effort to draw more than 3,000 crooked traces near the ant hole.
It was the crawling route of the ants he wrote down in the early morning, not one ant, but more than 3,000 ants!
Since then, the old Taoist priest has finally learned the truth, that is, his little apprentice has a memory beyond ordinary people, and this ability is not unforgettable, but has reached an unbelievable level.
Don't forget, maybe it's already a strange thing in the eyes of ordinary people, the ability of one glance and ten lines has always been talked about by people all over the world, which is enviable, if you really want to remember something, Xu Yan can see a hundred lines at a glance, and you can never forget it!
No one knows the skill, in this moment of crisis was completely used by Xu Yan, he not only remembered the moves of the two people on the stage, but also analyzed the flaws of the two at the same time, until half an hour later, Xu Yan's right hand subconsciously went down everything, on the wooden platform, the hall master of the ghost king gate was like Xu Yan's puppet, and at the same time he saw the opportunity, he also slashed the opponent's lower plate with a horizontal sword, forcing the black knife to retreat again and again, and the last one did not stand firm, and fell directly off the high platform.
And so it was......
Seeing through the competition between the two, Xu Yan exhaled softly, he rarely used his brain, because he was very tired with his brain, and he had no choice but today.
The deputy hall master of the Ghost King Gate won three games in a row, becoming the second person to win today, and the position of the four Taibao was only two, at this time it was almost evening, and the red sun began to fall westward, Xu Yan looked up at the sky, patted the steel knife behind him with his backhand, squeezed through the crowd, and went straight to the sword test stele.
"Brother Yan, why are you going?"
Wang Bazhi was puzzled by the second monk behind him, and looked at Xu Yan who was walking towards the stone tablet suspiciously, and said in his heart, Is this person watching the ring and seeing his blood boiling, and wanting to go up to compare the quantity?
Next to the sword test stele, there is a big Taibao, Zhuo Shaoyu is sipping tea, while watching the competition on the stage, as a big Taibao, his status is not trivial, if it weren't for today's big day to choose the Taibao, Zhuo Shaoyu would not be in charge in person.
At this time, the stage was empty, and Zhuo Shaoyu, who was waiting for the next martial artist, suddenly saw a young man walking over, he looked a little familiar, but he didn't remember where he had seen it.
It's no wonder that Zhuo Shaoyu couldn't recognize it, when he was in the bamboo forest in the eastern suburbs of Mawang Town, Xu Yan not only deliberately wiped two handfuls of blood on his face, but also wiped a handful of mud, he was not a big person, it was strange that Zhuo Shaoyu could remember.
When he came to the sword test stele, Xu Yan showed a mouthful of white teeth and smirked, raised his hand to draw the knife, and slashed at the stele!