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Wu Biao rushed towards Song Qi with an arrow, and the machete in his hand slashed at Song Qi with a fierce 12 wind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This knife looks like five knives, one slash to the left waist, one slash to the left flank, one slash to the left shoulder, one slash to the left ear, and one slash to the top of the head, Ling Wei is incomparable, if it is an ordinary person, he can't see the direction of the blade at all, and he can't resist it in five directions at the same time, so he can only let it slash and kill.

This is one of the fourth-order swordsmanship. He knew that Song Qi had not learned the fourth-order sword technique, so he directly used the fourth-order sword technique as soon as he entered the field. In order to polish Song Qi, Wu Biao will not hide his secrets, let alone let Song Qi.

Compared to the third-order sword technique, the fourth-order sword technique is several times higher in speed and strength.

Although Song Qi didn't know the fourth-order sword technique, his eyesight was countless times faster than ordinary people, and he could see the direction of the blade clearly. He could feel the power of this move. He wanted to swing his sword to block, but he only had an iron sword in his hand, and he didn't know which blade to block. At this moment, his whole body was firmly locked by the oncoming sword qi, and this strong momentum was so suppressive that he even had some difficulty breathing. He had no choice but to retreat back quickly.

Song Qi hadn't yet gained a firm foothold, Wu Biao's huge body followed Song Qi like a shadow, still the same move, the same illusion into five knives, as if cutting a fish on the board, slashing at Song Qi's five vital parts. Wu Biao's principle is that if the sword technique is not cracked by the other party, he will continue to use it and never waste it.

Song Qi couldn't resist at all, and hurriedly continued to retreat backwards.

"Brother Song, you're out of bounds!" A family member reminded with a smile.

Song Qi looked down, and sure enough, his two feet landed outside the line. This circle is not big in the first place, and it has withdrawn twice in a row, and it has withdrawn from the circle all of a sudden.

"Alas, I lost!" He praised Wu Biao, "Brother Wu is really powerful!" ”

"Hehe~" Wu Biao shook the knife at Song Qi, and said happily, "You can't talk about losing, because you haven't even touched my knife." Again! ”

"Wait!" Mao Yong waved his hand, strode to Song Qi's side, and said sternly: "When the other party attacks, it's right to dodge, but you can't blindly dodge!" Blindly dodging means giving up the fight, which is tantamount to admitting defeat. ”

"Senior brother, I really want to resist, but Brother Wu's knife technique is too fast, a knife is cut in five directions, I really don't know which one is good to block!" Song Qi smiled embarrassedly.

"Don't know how to block it? How did you block Bi Fan Nao at that time, just how to block this knife technique! Mao Yong glared at Song Qi and raised his voice to admonish.

"At that time, it was a decisive battle with Bi Fannao, and at that time I relied on the sharpness of the dragon scale sword. Now it's neither desperate, but also without a sharp sword, so I don't know how to deal with it. Song Qi raised his hand and scratched his head, explaining differently.

Mao Yong pointed out sharply: "Do you think that the five knives are cut at the same time, and you don't know which one is better to block, this is mainly due to fear!" When you play against any opponent, once you have a fear mentality, you will definitely lose! ”

"Yes, yes. That's what the senior brother said! Song Qi admitted sincerely, and humbly asked, "However, Brother Wu's knife is so fast, how can I resist it?" ”

"Half back and half gear! Reverse counterattack! Mao Yong raised his hand and said concisely and forcefully.

Half back and half gear? Reverse counterattack! Song Qi lowered his head and thought about it, and somewhat understood. When faced with the attack of Bi Fannao's three afterimages, Song Qi used the method of reverse counterattack to crack it. After a while, he looked up at Mao Yong and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Xie advises." I understand. ”

"Go on!" Mao Yong waved his hand to Song Qi and said loudly.

"Come on, I hope you can block three moves this time!" Wu Biao stretched out his hand and beckoned to Song Qi, and said with a smile.

"I'll do my best!" Song Qi said, raised his feet and stepped into the circle, rushed towards Wu Biao with an arrow step, and the iron sword in his hand waved, turning into five afterimages, stabbing Wu Biao's head, neck, shoulders, chest and abdomen in five places, as if a little twist.

"Skynet is magnificent!"

This is the last move of the third-order sword technique, and it is also the most powerful move, which is similar to the one that Wu Biao used just now. Song Qi was afraid that he would be late, and he would have to face Wu Biao's five consecutive knives, so he could only strike first and seize the initiative. At the same time, he also wanted to see how Wu Biao cracked his trick.

"Not bad!" Wu Biao smiled slightly, raised his sword and danced wildly in front of him, and the blade rolled up a cold air flow like a tornado, sweeping towards Song Qi's sword shadow.

Cycle!

Song Qi found that Wu Biao was using the eighteenth move of the second-order sword technique! When he was competing with Ximen Yu in Qiantang City's Tianfeng Tower, Song Qi used this trick to deal with Ximen Yu's Skynet Recovery, and the reason why he was able to crack the opponent's fierce offensive at that time was more dependent on the sharpness of the dragon scale sword in his hand.

But Wu Biao is not at the same level as Song Qi at the beginning, and the second-order swordsmanship moves have been in his hands, and his strength and speed have increased countless times, and the power is infinite.

"When~" A huge sound of gold and iron resonating sounded in people's ears, and at the same time, sparks appeared out of thin air and splashed in all directions.

The huge rebound force emitted by the collision of swords shook Song Qi to the point that his mouth was numb, and his body took seven or eight steps backwards, and he hurriedly landed on one knee and slammed his sword on the ground before stopping his retreat. He glanced at the blade of the sword and noticed a small gap in the blade.

Wu Biao was also bounced backwards five or six steps, and there was no gap in his blade, which showed that his knife was much better than Song Qi's iron sword. Wu Biao nodded to Song Qi and smiled: "Brother Song, it's not bad, your strength is not small!" ”

"Compared to Brother Wu, it's still too small!" Song Qi raised his finger and pointed to the distance between the two of them, and said modestly.

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In the next few days, under the training of the three masters, Wu Biao, Hao Peng and Mao Yong, Song Qi's offensive and defensive capabilities have been greatly improved.

On the day before the martial arts conference, Mao Yong summed up to Song Qi with satisfaction: "Through the actual combat practice in the past few days, your swordsmanship has made great progress, your speed and strength have been very well matched, and your skills have made great progress, and you should have reached the third-order high-level." ”

"Third-order high-rise?" Song Qi asked incredulously. It's only been less than half a month since he started practicing the third-order sword technique, and he actually reached the third-order high-level?

"Yes. Every simulated battle can not only improve the actual combat ability, but also quickly improve the skill! Hao Peng explained.

"According to Brother Song's performance in the past few days, there is no problem in achieving a good ranking in the martial arts competition. Maybe you can really make it to the top three. Zhan Nian said expectantly.

"What are the top three? Brother Song can play a tie with me, at least he can win the first place! Wu Biao glared at Zhan Nian with a smile and corrected.

"I hope so!" Song Qi raised his chin, looked in the direction of the shooting field, and said with great ambition. (To be continued.) )