At this time, on the stage, Zhu San's first six swords, the last six swords, and the twelve swordsmanship made it slow and urgent, and when he made the Yue Nu swordsmanship, he blindly competed with the other party, and now the swordsmanship suddenly changed, and his opponent Zhang Yun couldn't adapt for a while, so he could only step on the gossip footwork and retreat again and again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 When the info fight reached the interval, Zhu San had three swords, three swords, one sword on the left, and five swords on the right, and the offensive was fierce, and he forced the other party to gossip footwork inaccurately.

Seeing that Zhu Sanwen had the upper hand, Guo Xiang and Wang Jianmin were overjoyed. Guo Poyu was thinking: Zhu Sange's set of 36 swords in Ailao Mountain in Yunnan is known as the most offensive in the world. As the name suggests, I originally thought that this set of swordsmanship, six or six pairs, was to win quickly. But when looking at Zhu Sange's swordsmanship, he is either three or three in pairs, or one or five in pairs, fast or slow, and he is not rigid when facing the enemy, and the martial arts level of his swordsmanship must be higher than that of my Yue Nu swordsmanship.

It turns out that the martial arts in the game are divided into several martial arts levels according to the player's proficiency, and each has different names. For example, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are divided into nine changes, and the dragon elephant is divided into thirteen levels. The higher the level of martial arts, the more powerful and varied. Using the move of the Yue Nu Sword Technique's Electric Light Sky as an example, when a first-level Yue Nu Sword player makes this move, he will simply stab the opponent in the chest. The second time I made this move, it was the same as the last replay, and the posture, position, and strength did not change at all. Practice to the second level to change slightly, the third level changes more, so that as the number of levels increases, the changes are gradually complicated, when practicing to the highest level, gradually get rid of the traces of the original moves, and the victory or defeat is completely transformed into a competition of imagination and creativity between players.

Zhu San made this Ailao Mountain swordsmanship, and the more he made it, the more he got its charm. After he slashed a sword on the right, the long sword spun around with his wrist, and a few faint locks of cyan cloud qi spit out from the waist of the long sword. As the long sword flew, the cyan cloud qi spread out, gradually covering Zhu San's whole body. Among the people watching the battle, some of them shouted loudly: "The cyan cloud qi is the martial arts of the wind attribute." Guo Xiang and Guo Poyu glanced at each other, this was also the first time they had seen the cloud qi representing the attributes of martial arts since they entered the game.

As the cyan cloud covered Zhu San's whole body, his body speed suddenly doubled, Guo Poyu was off the field, only to see Zhu San turn into a clear shadow, surrounding Zhang Haoyun and attacking, as for the specific situation of the battle, he couldn't see it clearly.

Zhang Haoyun had never fought against an opponent who exerted his martial arts attributes, and at first he could barely rely on the natural reaction of his body to resist, and when he continued to fight, he saw enemies in all directions, and he was afraid in his heart, and his sword skills were even more scattered. Zhu San saw the chance of victory, and his dantian took a breath of true qi and stabbed the opponent's wrist with a sword. Zhang Haoyun hurriedly threw the single knife at Zhu Sanyi and retreated. Zhu San bent down to dodge the single knife thrown by the other party, and then stabbed him in the lower abdomen with a sword.

Seeing that Zhang Haoyun's defeat was decided, when Wang Jianmin stood up with his fists excitedly waving, the other spectators regretted that such a fierce game was about to end. When Guo Poyu saw the cyan cloud qi on Zhu San's body gradually fading just now, he estimated that Zhu San would launch a rapid attack before the skill cooldown time arrived, and he had been waiting for this moment with all his attention. At this moment, his eyes widened as he watched a spark suddenly flash in the clear air surrounding the warring sides, and then heard the harsh sound of metal grinding in his ears. After a flick of the finger time, Guo Poyu saw that the Mongolian son Zhang Haoyun was holding a round shield with iron, and at the last moment, he resisted Zhu San's fatal sword.

The shield is the best weapon to resist the fast sword, and no matter how Zhu San's sword momentum is, Zhang Yun can easily defuse his attack by simply changing the position of the shield slightly. Seeing that the background skill of "Double Speed" was about to cool down, Zhu San had a plan, he suddenly turned sideways, fit and hit the shield, and at the moment when his shoulder hit the shield, he took out his sword from under the shield and stabbed the opponent under the plate. Zhang Haoyun was also in a hurry, he first abandoned the shield and smashed it at Zhu San's wrist, and then jumped backwards with all his might, trying to avoid the sword stabbed by Zhu San as much as possible.

Between the lightning and the fire, a line of blood shot out, but it was the Mongolian son Zhang Haoyun who finally failed to dodge the sword, although he avoided the vital point of the lower abdomen when he jumped back, his thigh was on the sword when he jumped up, and he was cut a two-inch-long wound. On the other hand, the iron shield fell to the ground with a "gangdang", slapping the ground in a trembling sound, making a dull long sound. Zhu San clutched his broken wrist and retreated to the edge of the ring, the blood-stained long sword on the tip of the sword landing at his feet.

Seeing the tragic situation of the battle, the organizer of the competition, An Zhuang, struck a gong and shouted to stop. He jumped into the ring and said to Zhu and Zhang: "The two young heroes are strong in martial arts, but they have opened the eyes of Xiao Lao'er and the heroes in the audience. It's just that both of them are seriously injured now, and if you want to see Xiao Lao'er, the two have the same martial arts, and if they continue to fight, they will probably lose both. Xiao Lao'er has two questions, and the two of them will listen to whether it is feasible. First, the two of them immediately stopped fighting, and the winner or loser was determined by the amount of HP lost. Second, the two temporarily stepped down to treat their injuries and rest, and tomorrow they will make up for a match and decide how to win or lose. ”

The Mongolian son Zhang Haoyun picked up a single knife and shook it hard, he took advantage of the buzzing sound of the blade and said: "No, the decisive victory is today, the fierce battle is in full swing, how can you stop, if it is a confrontation on the battlefield, can the two sides also agree to fight after bandaging the wound?" He always spoke softly, occasionally fiercely, and even more hideously.

Zhu Sankou said: "How can you give up fighting with the Mongolian soldiers." His right hand was seriously injured, and he could no longer use the long sword or the customary judge's pen, so he took out the iron finger cover from the prop bar in his arms and put it on his left hand, and pointed out with a "whoosh".

The Mongolian son Zhang Yun raised a single knife to block, Zhu San's index finger pointed at the knife surface, the blade trembled, and his wrist was numb. He knew that the opponent's internal strength was powerful, and at the moment he took offense as defense, and cut down from the head with a move similar to the force of splitting Huashan, after Zhu San dodged away, the single knife was unabated, and it was split in the ground, leaving a crack in the ring of bluestone. Guo Xiang stood up and said: "Senior brother, be careful, this is the "Eight Styles in the Army", you can't fight hard, you can only fight. ”

Zhu San saw that Guo Jing had used the "Eight Styles in the Army", this set of martial arts was either horizontal or straight slashing, the moves were simple, but they were extremely powerful. He saw that his opponent was horizontal and vertical, and two knives were coming, so he quickly rolled and avoided the blade. As soon as he stood up, he heard the sound of rumbling mud and rocks falling from his back, and when he looked back, it turned out that the blue bricks on the wall behind him were old, and they couldn't withstand the power inspired by Zhang Yun's "cross slash" knife wind just now, and they had already pierced a big hole.

Guo Xiang saw the golden cloud qi wrapped around Zhang Yun's knife, and couldn't help but ask Guo Poyu beside him: "Poyu, you see how heavy is his "Eight Styles in the Army" practiced. ”

Guo Poyu replied: "Generally, you need at least the fourth level of martial arts cultivation to send out attribute cloud qi, depending on the power of his blow, it is about the fifth level." ”

Hearing the conversation between his sister and brother, Wang Jianmin and Jiang Haoran watched the game with all their attention, and there was a little more melancholy in their eyes.