Chapter 56: Swordsmanship Genius

Zhu Yang and Lu Zhi both laughed, and Zhu Yang said: "This wish is very good, but the first place must belong to me." ”

Before Lu Zhi could speak, Yue Shuwen suddenly interjected and said, "You two are very powerful, full of qi and blood, full of yuan power, and pure combat skills. But the two of you have never been on the battlefield, it's like the sword hasn't been sharpened. Although there is not much difference in our strength, there is an essential difference, you two, you can't beat me. ”

Zhu Yang and both of them have seen Teacher Miao's power, so they dare not despise women in the slightest. What's more, the two of them also know some of Yue Shuwen's situation and know that she is a powerful character.

Yue Shuwen made a professional comment, and Zhu Yang and Lu Zhi's faces were unnatural. But Yue Shuwen is indeed experienced in a hundred battles, and the momentum on his body cannot deceive people, he is calm and sharp.

Lu Zhi was unconvinced: "I believe that if it is in the wild, only life and death, regardless of victory or defeat, I may not be your opponent." But the courtyard is different, limiting space and time, and many of your means are restricted. Your battlefield experience is limited, and you're no match for me. The first place definitely belongs to me. ”

Yue Shuwen was stunned: "Hey, what you said seems to make some sense." ”

Zhang Qingyang looked at the two of them, and also smiled and said, "I treat the first place as if I have it in my pocket." ”

Zhu Yang smiled: "Forget it, you have only been a pet beast warrior for a few days." If the Top 10 can use pet beasts, you still have two more points. After all, your pet beast is indeed very spiritual, but Lu Zhi and I have both cultivated the Divine Technique to the third layer realm, and the advantage of the pet beast is not as great as you imagined. If you are not allowed to summon pet beasts, you only have one chance at most, that is, Lu Zhi and I met first, and then we ran into you, and then we ran into you, this is your chance. ”

Lu Zhi and Zhu Yang looked at each other and laughed, and Lu Zhi said, "I don't think he will be so lucky." ”

There were fewer and fewer people, and several people were called to play the third game one after another without saying a few words.

In the last game of the top ten, although Lu Zhi and Zhu Yang have been aiming for the first place, they are still cautious in the face of the promotion to the top ten. After all, in any year's Dabi, there are a few unlucky people who capsized in the gutter.

Zhang Qingyang stood on the stage and walked up with a wooden sword in his hand, and there was a kind of coordinated beauty in swordsmanship and footwork.

Zhang Qingyang was secretly vigilant in his heart, this was an opponent who was extremely good at swordsmanship.

The judge asked Zhang Qingyang if he wanted to use weapons, and Zhang Qingyang shook his head.

The opponent was a senior student, and his gaze at Zhang Qingyang was very domineering: "It's not easy for you to get to this point, but you're unlucky to meet me." I have a great talent for swordsmanship, and although I have only studied it for two years, I am already very proficient. The test teacher of the second level used up ten tricks and didn't have the upper hand over me. I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible and save yourself a while of suffering. ”

Zhang Qingyang said: "Senior, the academy has a big competition every year, in addition to cultivating our sense of honor, but also to cultivate our blood, courage, and ability to face difficulties. How can you know that the other party is strong and will admit defeat, and ask the seniors to give advice. ”

The senior sneered: "I wanted you to suffer less, since you don't appreciate it, then let me see your ability." Young people today have no sense of reverence. ”

"Let's go. The judges announced.

The senior walked with a sword, and the moment he approached Zhang Qingyang, the long sword stabbed out from under his side, ruthless and fast, and extremely hidden.

Zhang Qingyang cast a dragon to the four seas and let go of the opponent's sword. The wooden sword slashed sideways, the sword wind howled, and Zhang Qingyang got out of the way again.

As the other party said, he is indeed quite talented in swordsmanship, which can be seen from the other party's smooth sword movement methods.

The senior's footwork and swordsmanship are good, the two rabbits are falling and falling, and the swords are fist-fighting, and all kinds of wonderful things are happening for a while.

In the eyes of the judges, seniors obviously have a better chance of winning.

This can be seen from his swordsmanship, the senior's swordsmanship is obviously not only diligent and hard-working, but has real actual combat. There are many killer moves that are implicit and not revealed, and only suddenly burst out at critical moments. Unlike those academic schools that have not experienced actual combat, no matter how good the swordsmanship is, they often put all their intentions in plain sight.

Seeing a wooden sword flying up and down, forcing Zhang Qingyang to the edge of the ring, it was time to achieve victory. There was a crisp sound of "pop", and the wooden sword in the senior's hand flew out of his hand.

The senior was stunned for a moment, and a look of disbelief shot out of his eyes. How could his own wooden sword be kicked away?

I am obsessed with swordsmanship, and I have talent, and the sword in my hand is very important, so in order to prevent the accident of the sword being taken away, I deliberately practice the grip of my hand. His grip strength has been trained to the point where he can easily hold a pebble to pieces, how can someone kick the sword away.

When Zhang Qingyang saw that the other party had lost his sword, he instantly lost his soul and his combat power was greatly reduced, and he couldn't help but shake his head. At this time, he can still be distracted, neither remedy nor retreat, it is too much of a failure.

Zhang Qingyang didn't stop at his feet, and another elusive dragon flick kicked him off the stage.

The battle situation reversed in an instant, and the seniors who originally had the advantage actually lost the game at the last moment, and the students and judges who were watching in the audience sighed regretfully.

"Sixty-seven wins!" announced the judges.

"Congratulations," Lu Zhi, who had already defeated his opponent and entered the top ten, said with a smile to Zhang Qingyang who walked down, "Your opponent is a swordsman who is quite famous in the academy. He graduated this year, and this year he has been doing various tasks outside to hone his swordsmanship, just to rush into the top three in the final year's big competition, but he didn't expect it to be folded in your hands. But you're so lucky that you can kick his wooden sword away at a critical moment, making him unexpectedly distracted, if it weren't for the wooden sword getting out of his hands, he would have kicked you out of the ring with just one move. ”

"His swordsmanship is not bad. Yue Shuwen also said, "It is a swordsmanship that has been honed in actual combat and can kill." It's a pity that I don't have enough experience, and if I lose my sword, I will be stupid. If it were me, I would use my hand as a sword to strike up at the throat, and my foot as a sword and down to the crotch. ”

Zhang Qingyang and Lu Zhi glanced at each other, and they both felt a chill in their crotch.

Immediately, her little face was full of doubts and said: "A swordsman, the sword is life, how can you get rid of it so easily? Is it really your luck?"

Zhang Qingyang hinted at them: "Didn't you notice that my leg technique is very good? ”

Zhu Yang, who had won the victory, walked over with a happy face and asked, "What are you talking about? What is simply powerful." ”

Lu Zhi shrugged and said, "Do you remember that famous little kendo genius in the fifth grade?"

Zhu Yang blurted out: "It's the guy who has to hold the sword when he sleeps, right? That's a very powerful opponent!"

Lu Zhidao: "The opponent Qingyang met was him, and he won by shit luck." At the last moment, Zhang Qingyang actually kicked his wooden sword away. Lu Zhi gave him a brief description of what he saw.

Zhu Yang's eyes widened and said, "There is such a thing, it is definitely shit luck." ”

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