"Bang bang bang...... Yes...... Again...... Bang bang...... Again...... Bang bang bang...... I don't believe it......"

Then, a fierce but not tragic battle broke out between the two, Yang Qiu photographed Huang Fujian again and again, Huang Fujian got up again and again and continued to fight, neither of them stopped first, not who wanted to prove that they were stronger, but they both had their own reasons for not wanting to lose.

"Although your swordsmanship is exquisite...... Bang...... It's amazing...... Bang...... But...... Bang...... I still don't believe that these flashy sword moves can be ...... Bang...... Can I fight with the monks who cultivated in the early Yuan Infant Period...... Bang...... More...... Not to mention win......"

"Then prove it to you...... Bang...... Huangfu Jian you...... Bang...... You can't win me...... Bang...... Even if you get up a hundred times a thousand times again, I'll ...... Bang...... I'll take you again...... Bang...... That's what I want to prove to you...... Bang...... You're going to trust me...... Bang......"

After a period of fierce fighting, there was a subtle change in the mood of the two. Although no one was willing to admit defeat at first, the more times they fought, the more ugly their faces became, and expressions of dissatisfaction, unhappiness and disbelief would appear from time to time, but as time went on, these expressions were gradually replaced by a smile with the same meaning.

Especially Huang Fujian, who has been beaten and doesn't even have the strength to fight back once, found that just in terms of speed, Yang Qiu is indeed ridiculously strong, the speed of Yin Qing's swordsmanship is fast and slow, too elusive, and he can't find a moment to turn defeat into victory, Yang Qiu's swordsmanship is really too powerful, enough to make himself admire, but he still doesn't want to lose.

Because, Huang Fujian always felt that it was too difficult to convince himself with this alone. If he was a monk who had just stepped into the late stage of the Dan Period, he would probably have been convinced by Yang Qiu's exquisite swordsmanship, but the problem was that he was not a monk who had never seen the world.

Huangfu Jian, who has seen the terrible things about Yuan Infant Monks, knows too well that in terms of speed, Yang Qiu's swordsmanship is enough to deal with monks of the same realm, but it is enough to deal with opponents of a higher realm, besides, this high realm is not a small realm under the same big realm, as a former Yuan Infant Monk, Huang Fu Jian knows better than anyone how big the gap between the two is.

Therefore, Huang Fujian fell and got up again and again, not just to prove that he was stronger than Yang Qiu, but to really take a look, without releasing any power from the supernatural powers, whether Yang Qiu could do it, improve the speed of swordsmanship to Cheng Dù, who surprised and surprised, for example, whether he could instantly burst out of his peak shooting speed.

If he can do it, Huang Fu Jian believes that this set of swordsmanship created by Yang Qiu is worth learning by himself, no matter whether he is really in the arena in the future, whether the power of this set of swordsmanship is weak or strong, it will no longer matter, with the superb swordsmanship that can surpass the speed of the monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant Period, Huang Fujian will have the confidence to be able to return to the arena and regain his dream.

Yang Qiu's thoughts at this time were just the opposite, in order to be able to convince Huangfu Jian, he didn't plan to instantly increase the speed of Yin Qing's sword technique to the limit. Because, this is not the essence of Yin Qing swordsmanship, if Yin Qing swordsmanship is just fast, it is not Yin Qing swordsmanship, but Yuan Jiakuai swordsmanship, in order to let Huang Fujian understand the power of Yinqing swordsmanship, Yang Qiu has been patient.

"Xiao Jian, you have been knocked down by me a thousand and two hundred and seven times. Do you want to continue fighting? ”

"Humph! I haven't seen what convinces me about your swordsmanship. If I don't see it all the time, even if I get knocked down 1,207 more times, I won't be convinced. ”

"Really?"

"Really."

"That's good. I'll knock you down a thousand and two hundred and seven more times, as you wish. Let's see if you're still convinced. ”

As soon as these words came out, Yang Qiu saw a look of disbelief on Huang Fujian's face as he fell to the ground, and under the slight pursion of the corners of his mouth, he also put on a mocking smile, looking like he would not be convinced, Yang Qiu carefully observed Huang Fujian, and found that the other party was so tired that he began to gasp for breath, and immediately laughed, and more confidently slashed out a sword, and fought with Huang Fujian.

"Bang bang bang...... Bang bang...... Bang......"

After another fierce battle, Huang Fujian staggered to the ground, took a deep breath, glanced at Yang Qiu's position, and instantly disappeared in place with a loud shout, Yang Qiu turned his head to look.

I saw that there was a black shadow shaking suddenly behind him, without saying a word, silently waving the obedient sword and gently slapping it towards the black shadow, making Huang Fujian "oops", and after falling to the ground in a heavy way, Yang Qiu found that the other party had exhausted his body, and he couldn't get up anymore when he was tired, and his limbs supported the ground hard, and he couldn't succeed after several attempts, so he stopped and began to persuade further.

"Are you convinced now?"

"You...... It's weird...... Why do you ...... You're not tired at all? ”

"This is the mystery of Yin Qing Sword Technique."

"I don't understand. But it's so weird, I remember fighting you just now and you kept swinging your sword. But I'm so tired now, but you don't even breathe, no, you don't even sweat a drop on your forehead, what the hell is going on? Have you reached the point where you can compete with the monks of the Yuan Infant Period?

Impossible! I've stepped into the realm of the primordial infant stage in the past, and it's still in the middle stage. If you really have such a good body, you should have become a Yuan Infant Monk a long time ago. However, you are still a monk in the late stage of the Dan period, which is so strange! I don't understand. Why do you ...... Yes! I get it! Could it be that you've been hiding your cultivation? Actually, are you a primordial infancy monk? ”

"Hahahaha! If only I were a primordial monk. Xiaojian, you're thinking wrong. I'm only a monk in the late Yudan period. ”

"Then why are you...... Why is there such a good body? It's impossible! ”

"Yin Qing swordsmanship. Can't you just think about why? ”

"I don't understand. I can't figure it out. ”

"Okay. Then I ask you. When you were sparring with me just now, did you keep consuming your body and attacking me? ”

"You are! If I don't consume my body, how can I move, how can I attack? ”

"Good. Then let me ask you again, did you keep your high speed all the time in order to win me just now? ”

"Again, that's nonsense. If it's not fast enough, how can it hit you? We're all about speed, and if you don't have an advantage in speed, it's impossible to knock you down. ”

"That's right. That's why you're tired of losing to me like this. In order to win me, you have always maintained a high speed, and there is nothing wrong with being fast, but if you can't play a corresponding role, for example, your speed can't reach the level that surpasses me, and you can't dodge Cheng dù, no matter how fast you are, it's actually the same.

The faster the speed, the faster the body will be consumed, and the faster the body will be consumed, and the more and more will naturally be consumed. In order to fight me, you just relied too much on high speed, and your body fell rapidly, and by the time you reacted, you were already too tired. And I'm different from you. My body has always been in the most abundant state.

I've been fighting with you for so long, in fact, my body is not much different from before the battle, and this is one of the secrets that Yin Qing Sword Technique can make up for the difference in a realm.

If you only fight against the early Yuan Infant Stage monk for one round, the advantage of Yin Qing Sword Technique is not obvious, but if it is a protracted battle, the advantage will become bigger and bigger, and in the end, when your opponent is tired, it is a good opportunity to reverse the victory or defeat. When the time comes, you can defeat the enemy with just one move, just like I do now. I slowly put the sword on your neck, do you still have the strength to escape? ”

"I see. I see, please teach me the Yin Qing swordsmanship. ”

In the end, after a detailed explanation, I saw that Huang Fujian's eyes instantly appeared with excitement, Huang Fujian stretched out his hand with difficulty to grab the good sword, obviously due to the sharpness, his fingers were cut by the blade and bled out, but Huang Fujian didn't care at all, his eyes looked at himself without blinking, there was only a look of expectation from the heart in his eyes, Yang Qiu knew that he had succeeded, and finally smiled.

"Good. Then I'll teach you now. ”

"Thank you...... Ah, by the way, I forgot about that. Alas...... Forget it. I still don't learn. ”

However, just when Yang Qiu nodded with satisfaction, turned the direction of the Good Sword, and was about to hand over the Good Sword to the other party and officially start teaching the cultivation essentials of the Yin Qing Sword Technique, he suddenly saw Huang Fujian's face change, as if he remembered something important, and the whole person became negative and depressed, and the light in his eyes was gone, and Yang Qiu was suddenly surprised again.

"What's wrong? Didn't they all agree to learn just now? Why did you ...... all of a sudden?"

"I forgot about the most important conditions for this year's competition."

"What are the conditions to participate? How? Can't the monks participate? ”

"It's not. All are available. This year's contest has special conditions for participation. ”

"What is it?"

"Partner."

"Partner? What do you mean? Xiaojian, you made it clear. ”

"This year's competition stipulates that the contestants must participate in teams. That is, at least two people in groups. I used to have a partner, a monk in the early stages of the primordial period, and we had a good relationship, and at the same time, I was also my colleague. But now, he's dead. So ......"

After a detailed inquiry, Yang Qiu found that it was necessary to form a team, Huang Fujian was just lacking a partner, and it was not a difficulty that could not be overcome.

"So, are you going to give up again? What's this? Isn't it just a partner! I'll be your partner! ”