"You really surprise me, it seems that if you don't show your real strength, there is no hope of defeating you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" The girl across from me smiled coquettishly, "My name is Peng Yusi. ”

"Miss Peng laughed, in the next Zhong Zihao." Zhong Zihao hugged his fists. Although he was an opponent, he didn't hear the slightest hostility from the other party's words, so he also gave the other party enough respect.

Peng Yusi nodded, and suddenly looked up at the sky: "It's not early, let's start now, right?" ”

"Pun, please!" After Zhong Zihao finished speaking, the powerful soul power emanated, enveloping the range of several feet around his body, and his eyes were staring at each other tightly.

Peng Yusi didn't mean to do it immediately, and lowered his head to take off the saber from his waist. But the moment she raised her head, there was a "clang", and an ancient long sword slowly came out of its sheath, and at the same time, an aura that was several times stronger than Xia Jinglun spread.

"Juyuan Sixth Order! A sword of the highest quality! Zhong Zihao exhaled softly. But because he was reminded by the old man in advance, he didn't show too much surprise.

But compared to Zhong Zihao, the faces of everyone in the audience changed, especially the people of the Liang family, and even their brows were wrinkled.

"Hehe, I just broke through by luck a few days ago. This spiritual high-grade sword was given by the master and was named 'Purple Smoke Sword'. Peng Yusi looked at Zhong Zihao, and when she saw that the other party was still calm, she couldn't help but look at him again, and even she had to admire Zhong Zihao's state of mind.

Liang Yu suddenly felt a little uneasy, he felt that the situation of this meeting was out of control. Although I had heard that Zhong Zihao could fight with Zhao Jian of the sixth order of Juyuan and gain the upper hand, the aunt in front of him was different. According to his understanding, this seemingly delicate Peng Yusi is extremely talented and has the strength of an opponent who crosses the level to challenge.

Although she has just broken through to the sixth order of Juyuan now, if she has the strength of the seventh order of Juyuan, then Zhong Zihao's combat power will only end up defeating. But fortunately, the sixth order of Juyuan and the seventh order of Juyuan seem to be one order apart, but there is a difference between the middle and late stages of Juyuan, and judging by the fluctuation of its breath, it can be regarded as barely reaching the seventh order of Juyuan at most.

So he could only stare at the two people on the stage with a worried heart, hoping that Zhong Zihao could create a miracle.

Under the traction of Peng Yusi's momentum, Zhong Zihao felt that the operation of the Yuan Force in his body slowed down slightly, and he closed his eyes and felt the half-ring, and he suddenly opened his eyes. At this time, if you stare at his eyes, it will make people feel that his eyes are a little deeper.

"Khooth! Sonor! ......

As his eyes opened, within a radius of more than thirty zhang centered on Zhong Zihao, it seemed to rain swords. As long as everyone in the audience is a warrior with a sword, they can feel the long sword ringing in the scabbard, and the sword warrior who is close to the ring has broken away from the scabbard and is suspended in mid-air, and the direction of the tip of the sword points to the center of the ring.

"Ah, sword intent! This is sword intent! ”

"What? They have all reached the peak of sword intent! It's scary! ”

Many exclamations came from different positions, especially those warriors who wielded swords. For a swordsman, their ultimate dream is to comprehend the sword intent and make it perfect. For them, only a swordsman who has comprehended the sword intent can be called a true swordsman. This kind of thing that they have dreamed of for many years is now real in front of their eyes, how can they not be excited?

"Twenty percent of the peak sword intent! It turned out to be true? Huh!" Liang Yu exhaled and finally relaxed his snack. He heard Liang Bianyun's brother and sister talk about the battle between Zhong Zihao and Zhao Jian and others, and when he heard Zhong Zihao use his sword intent, he still didn't believe it, suspecting that the two brothers and sisters were shocked by the scene that day, so they had some illusions, or they felt that Zhong Zihao had comprehended a hazy trace of sword intent.

Yicheng Sword Intent had a great impact on the martial artists in the early stage of Juyuan, but for the martial artists in the middle of Juyuan, its impact was much smaller, and in front of the masters of the fifth and sixth orders of Juyuan, its power could even be negligible. However, the impact of the sword intent at the peak of the two percent on the martial artists in the middle of the Juyuan period should not be underestimated, and it can even weaken the opponent's attack power.

Liang Yu initially doubted Zhong Zihao's level of comprehension of sword intent, but it was really because the martial artists in the early stage of Juyuan could comprehend two percent of the sword intent, not to mention that he had not seen it, and he had not even heard of it. So when it was determined that Zhong Zihao was using two percent of the sword intent, even he himself was shocked.

"I see!" Over at Qianxun Pavilion, Xuanpin Danshi Mu Yan smiled and nodded, looking at his appearance, as if he didn't care at all about who would win or lose in martial arts.

Peng Yusi also glanced at Zhong Zihao in surprise, and said, "It seems that Mu Danshi is right, you have been hiding your strength. But that's fine, otherwise it's not fun to beat you easily. It can be seen that although this beautiful girl has a gentle temperament, the arrogance in her bones is no less than Zhong Zihao.

Zhong Zihao didn't speak, feeling his state at this time. He found that the moment the sword intent burst out, the pressure that Peng Yusi gave himself suddenly disappeared, and in the area shrouded by the sword intent, the long sword in his hand seemed to have become a part of his body, inseparable from himself, and the feeling of being connected with flesh and blood made him feel confident that he was no longer afraid of the other party's sixth-order cultivation and high-grade spiritual sword.

"Khooth!" As soon as he relaxed the suppression of the long sword, the Qingfeng sword was instantly unsheathed, and automatically jumped into Zhong Zihao's hand, accompanied by the step of Youyunbu, a move "Stone Breaking Heaven" slashed out, and the golden sword slashed across the distance between the two sides in an instant, and slashed towards Peng Yusi.

Peng Yusi didn't dare to slack off, and with a sword flower, the purple smoke sword burst out like a nimble swimming fish jumping in the water.

"Whew! Bite! ”

Before the swords could completely dissipate after the collision, the two long swords struck each other with a crisp sound. The two sides each took two steps back, glanced at each other, and then fought together again.

Zhong Zihao felt that if it weren't for the blessing of the sword intent, the Qingfeng Sword would not be able to go head-to-head with the opponent's spiritual grade sword. Moreover, after Peng Yusi's strength was reduced by the sword intent, it should have weakened by about twenty percent, otherwise he should have fallen behind as soon as he fought.

Peng Yusi not only has elegant swordsmanship, but also is quite clever in light body exercises. At least, if Zhong Zihao doesn't use Youyunbu to the limit, I'm afraid it will be difficult to keep up with the pace of the other party, let alone fight.

The two of them on the stage fought hotly, and everyone in the audience was even more upside down, such a level of battle is not weaker than the strength of the elders of those small and medium-sized forces, where can I appreciate it in ordinary times. So everyone watched the game excitedly and applauded at the same time.

At the stands of Xiangjia, Yu Jianhao watched the battle in the ring with blank eyes, but his heart sank to the bottom. With Zhong Zihao's strength at this time, it was easy to defeat him, but it was ridiculous that he didn't take the other party in his eyes at first, but now that he thinks about it, it is quite ironic.

Compared with the Xiang family, the location of the Liang family's grandstand is undoubtedly the most lively place in the entire martial arts arena, and the side children of the Liang family are blushing and roaring hard, as if they are competing on the stage, and they can't wait to use all the strength in their bodies to come out.

"Ding!"

After the two swords exchanged blows again, the purple smoke sword in Peng Yusi's hand suddenly turned around and made two consecutive circles around his body. At this time, Zhong Zihao felt that the power of the sword intent in the area enclosed by her long sword had weakened a lot, and at first he thought that the other party had used some secret method to resist the sword intent around him, but after half a ring, Zhong Zihao's color suddenly changed.

"What a terrible woman! It's a must! He felt that there was a change in Peng Yusi's body, and under the penetration of powerful soul power, he found that the other party actually felt the sword intent in the battle with him, and it was still effective.

"A tree covers the sky!" Zhong Zihao shouted in his heart, his moves changed suddenly, and Peng Yusi on the opposite side frowned slightly, as if he was reluctant to be disrupted by the rhythm of the battle he had just adapted. But then he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and a coquettish voice spread far away: "Purple qi is coming from the east!" ”

"Bang!"

The two of them took a few steps back again, and their sword-wielding right hand shook slightly. Peng Yusi also understood Zhong Zihao's plan, and directly resorted to a killer move, but he didn't expect him to carry it.

Just as he was about to prepare for an attack, he unexpectedly a black shadow rushed out from the front, and the dazzling sword was already approaching. Peng Yusi knew that if he dodged at this time, he would lose the opportunity and be at a disadvantage, so he stabbed the opponent in the left chest with all his strength, trying to force him to withdraw his sword and retreat.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Zihao didn't care about the purple smoke sword that stabbed into his left chest, he shouted loudly on the way to the rush, and his speed increased by one point again, and the whole person was like a sword, heading straight for Peng Yusi, and the tip of the Qingfeng sword was cold, pointing at her neck.

At this moment, the audience was silent, and many people opened their mouths wide. And Liang Xiuling, who was beside Liang Yu, directly covered her eyes with her hands, not daring to look any further.

Because in everyone's opinion, if neither of them accepts their swords to resist, the Purple Smoke Sword will pierce Zhong Zihao's heart, and the Qingfeng Sword may cut off Peng Yusi's head, and this competition will definitely end in a lose-lose situation, or even a loss of the two junior geniuses.

Even Mu Yan of Qianxun Pavilion suddenly got up and swept towards the center of the ring at full speed, wanting to stop the tragedy.

Unfortunately, the distance was too far away, and even if he used his speed to the limit, it was impossible to stop the two before the tragedy happened. It's just that Peng Yusi is too important to Qianxun Pavilion, and he can't let her have an accident under his nose, so even if he can't rescue, he doesn't slow down, and at the same time hopes that a miracle will happen.

Zhong Zihao's face was resolute, his eyes were wide open, he didn't believe that the other party's daughter would fight with him, a hillbilly who suddenly appeared.

Sure enough, when the two sides were less than a zhang apart, the corners of Peng Yusi's mouth moved slightly, and he seemed to sigh, and the purple smoke sword rebounded with lightning, and it hit the Qingfeng sword.

After this block, the Qingfeng sword deviated more than a foot to the right, and slashed past Peng Yusi's left side, but with the sharp sword qi of sword intent, it still cut off a strand of green silk from her.

At the moment when the two sides intersected, Zhong Zihao's long-accumulating left hand suddenly swung out and hit the opponent's right shoulder with a punch. This punch is quite ordinary, it is the Seven Fans Palm that he has practiced for a long time, but he has evolved it into a boxing technique.

If it was usual, such a punch would not be regarded as much of a threat even if it wanted to hit a sixth-order master of Juyuan, even an ordinary Juyuan Realm martial artist would not regard it as much of a threat, but Peng Yusi had just escaped from the brink of death, and she couldn't help but feel a little relaxed in her heart, and with a "bang", her right shoulder was hit solidly by this seemingly ordinary punch.

Peng Yusi received this punch, staggered under his feet, and just about to fight back, a cold long sword had already reached the two points of his neck.

"You've won!" Peng Yusi sighed helplessly, not depressed because of the defeat.