Chapter 277: A Sword Without Spiritual Power
The two compete in the ring.
Chen Fan put his palm on the hilt of the sword and said lightly: "The art of using a sword is also a kind of learning. I don't know how much you can use the power of your sword. ”
Although the swordsmanship of the monk on the opposite side has reached the stage of Xiaocheng, the method of using it is too rough and not flexible enough to push the swordsmanship to the limit.
"I can crush you with a sword, why struggle!" Chen Fan said in a very coquettish manner.
The snow light suddenly flashed out, and the monk on the opposite side pointed at Chen Fan with the blade of the long sword. This magical sword was infused with billowing spiritual power, surging like a river.
Chen Fan felt the sword of the monk opposite, and secretly shook his head in his heart. Sure enough, the other party's original intention of using the sword was not under the impetus of the sword, this delicate sword seemed to be strong, but it was not strong enough, and there were many flaws.
Of course, Chen Fan himself did not fully grasp the artistic conception of using the sword. But at present, Chen Fan already has a clear understanding of the relationship between sword momentum and sword intent.
In the early days of sword training, the first thing a swordsman came into contact with was the power of the sword.
When the power of the sword reaches a certain level, the swordsman will experience the artistic conception of the sword, that is, the realm of the unity of man and sword.
When the artistic conception of the sword is successful, when all aspects are sufficient, the germination of the artistic conception of the sword will slowly be nurtured and begin to grow into the realm of the sword. As a result, it becomes much easier for the swordsman to understand the meaning of the sword.
But for the others, the sword of the monk on the other side was indeed scary enough. The sword light was like a giant dragon in the Yangtze River approaching him. "The sword momentum is rising!"
After the sword was used to the limit, the whole person of the monk on the opposite side turned into a sword, and his figure flashed at a distance of tens of meters, and immediately appeared on the top of Chen Fan's head and slashed it down with the sword.
Bang!
It looked extremely violent, as if the river had broken through the embankment and flooded.
"I can't help myself!"
Judging from the level of martial arts, Chen Fan's swordsmanship was naturally inferior to the sword of the monk opposite. It's just that the blue light sword on display at this moment is different from ordinary swordsmanship. All the forms were extremely shocking, with a lot of wind and clouds whistling in an instant, and thunder and lightning hunting.
Between the lights and flints!
A long string of sparks flew diagonally, and the sword of the monk on the opposite side was swung away.
"The battle is reversed!"
The monk on the other side was startled, his body hovered in the air, and Chen Fan's sword slashed over.
The momentum of dominance has shocked many of the younger generations. They believe that under this sword, there is no other suspense than death or annihilation.
"It's not over yet!"
Chen Fan flashed twice in a row, came to the depth of the monk opposite, and slashed the most erratic sword in the blue light sword.
Brush!
The surface of the ring was blasted open by the sword qi, and Chen Fan's trace was lost in front of the monk opposite. He immediately turned around and writhed in the water like a fish, avoiding the attack of the sword qi, and Chen Fan came back with the sword again.
It is impossible to draw a sword without a little skill.
If the monk on the other side is replaced by another weak person, he will be defeated by Chen Fan as soon as they meet, and there is no room to turn over.
Chen Fan was honing himself with pure swordsmanship at this time, and did not use spiritual power.
According to his cultivation, it is very easy to solve the other party.
When the sword qi attacked, Chen Fan's figure split into two and flew away from both sides, and the sword qi passed through and hit the dark blue light curtain on the opposite monk's body.
"It's so fast, my eyes can't keep up with the black-clothed swordsman. ”
"In such a short period of time, the black-clothed swordsman can not only avoid the opponent's attack, but also take advantage of the situation to counterattack, which is simply incredible. ”
In everyone's eyes, Chen Fan and the monk opposite were like two ghosts. The sword qi and the sword qi couldn't even touch the figure, and the sword and sword were constantly coming out on the competition table and the light curtain.
"Let me see how you hid?" The monk on the other side staggered and approached Chen Fan.
At this time, he was very tired, and he refused to believe that this was true. The other side didn't use his spiritual power at all, so he was forced to have no way out!
If you want to win or lose, you still have to fight solidly, unless your strength has an overwhelming advantage, so that Chen Fan can't flash it. Obviously, relying only on the body method, it was almost impossible for the opposite monk to win against Chen Fan.
Sword light and sword shadow, the monk opposite looked at Chen Fan majestically.
"There you are!"
Chen Fan stood there motionless. Until now, he has not even shown fifty percent of his strength. In addition to adding some fun to himself, more importantly, he is honing his swordsmanship. Therefore, Chen Fan didn't show his real strength to fight, otherwise the competition would be over soon.
The sword of the monk opposite was indeed very powerful, but unfortunately, in front of Chen Fan, his sword was not enough to see. He's like a kid with an axe, he's just a kid besides being more aggressive.
This is the end of the competition.
The monk on the other side looked frightened. Between him and Chen Fan, there seem to be thousands of mountains and rivers, and there is no way to get close to each other.
It's an illusion. The monk on the other side reacted immediately, but it was too late for a swordsman to react after hallucinating, it was a fatal flaw, and seeing through it now could not make up for his mistake.
Damn it!
The speed at which the sword light pierced exceeded the reaction speed of the monk on the opposite side, and there was no trajectory that could be captured.
The next moment!
A burst of blood was very eye-catching.
The monk on the opposite side stumbled back a step, his left shoulder already struck by the sword, the hole caused by the sword was so small that it seemed that he had only broken some skin, showing the master's control.
How can it be!
There was a look of disbelief in his eyes. The monk on the other side twisted his face and shouted, "I didn't lose, your sword won't hurt me at all." ”
He also comes from a big force and has his own pride.
"I was about to kill you, and you're dead now. Chen Fan said indifferently. He's telling the truth, and there's a huge gap between the two.
The younger generation in the audience was dumbfounded. What was the situation just now? Everyone's eyes widened to see how terrifying Chen Fan's sword really was.
However, this is doomed to be in vain. If it is not as big as Chen Fan's realm, you can't see the mystery in it.
Seeing that the other party was not giving up, Chen Fan shot again, and a sword aura flashed!
Blood splattered out, and this time the wound of the monk on the opposite side was in the throat, and the throat had broken a little skin. No one doubted that Chen Fan couldn't kill the monk opposite, it was just a matter of willingness.
"Do you still think I can't kill you?"
Chen Fan still had reservations, and did not increase the speed of the sword to the limit. The old sword cultivator of Sword Valley should be able to see the trajectory of his sword just now......
Of course, Chen Fan can also slow the sword, but the slow sword is more terrifying than the fast sword. Chen Fan realized that some slow swords were not as dexterous as fast swords.
"Four hundred wins!" the referee's voice rang out.