Chapter 15, the monument of kendo

The skill has not advanced by leaps and bounds, Jun Xiaoran has not made any mistakes, the disparity in strength between the two is huge, and so Jun Xiaoran will Huashan basic swordsmanship [Baiyun out of Xiu, there is Feng Laiyi, the heavenly squire is hanging upside down, the white rainbow through the sun, the pine welcomes guests, the golden goose crosses the sky, the boundless falling wood, the green mountains are faint, Gu Bai Sensen, the peerless pair, the gold and jade are full of hall] eleven recruits are free, arbitrarily composed, so that Hu Chong has seen eight bright red all over his body, and each scar is only a fraction of a millimeter before he will pass by the grim reaper.

Without the intention of showing mercy to Ling Hu Chong, Jun Xiaoran spun around and rose into the air, using the Guigu Sect's peerless hundred-step flying sword, and in an instant, the wind and clouds changed, as if a giant dragon appeared out of thin air, and then a white light illuminated the heavens and the earth brightly, making Hu Chong unable to open his eyes immediately, but Wu Jue made him feel that an unprecedented danger was sweeping quickly. Ling Hu Chong was a decisive person, so he immediately gave up everything in his hand and quickly dodged and retreated with the fastest body technique in his life.

Although his speed is fast, it is no match for Jun Xiaoran's sword speed.

Before the person arrived, the shining iron sword had already passed through Ling Hu Chong's chest. Blood flew wildly. Yue Buqun, who saw this scene not far away, couldn't calm down anymore, and rushed out with a sad cry, and immediately rushed towards Linghu.

Jun Xiaoran's person had swept behind Ling Hu Chong, holding the iron sword that was still dripping with blood in his hand, and a terrifying sword intent slowly spread on Jun Xiao Ran's body, he looked back at Ling Hu Chong, who was scarred all over his body and almost like a dead man lying in Yue Buqun's arms, and said lightly: "He will not die, someone may die when I step into Huashan, when it is definitely not Ling Hu Chong, he is not worthy of dying under my sword at all." Saying this, the corners of his mouth hooked up a very cold and sarcastic smile, and said: "If a swordsman doesn't know why he used his sword, he should not use his sword, then this swordsman deserves to die even if he dies." ”

didn't tell any big truth to Ling Hu Chong, who was willful and valued his friends! In his opinion, perhaps Ling Hu Chong's behavior seemed to be righteous in Tian Boguang's eyes. But what is it to the woman who has been ruined by Tian Boguang? Embarrassed as a traitor, for the tiger. He had actually killed Ling Hu Chong just now, if it weren't for the last moment when the hundred-step flying sword shot out, he thought that this place was Huashan, and the sword hole would not be Ling Hu Chong's chest but his heart.

Swordsman duels, life and death are between the hands of swordsmen. Yue Buqun had already seen that Jun Xiaoran's subordinates were merciful, and he didn't say anything, holding Ling Hu Chong, who had only half a breath left, and hurriedly ran down the mountain.

Immediately, after thinking about it, only Jun Xiaoran and the first person of the Huashan faction were left on the cliff.

In the face of the clear wind, Jun Xiaoran didn't have much respect in his eyes, but his face was casual and indifferent, and he said: "You want to create another amazing and brilliant successor for the Huashan faction." That's why I left Ling Hu Chong's life, but in the face of Feng senior, you and I have no way to show mercy, after all, you are one of the few people who stand at the peak of the sword path. ”

Obviously provocative.

Feng Qingyang was not annoyed, he looked at Jun Xiaoran very calmly and said: "Since you are a contemporary Guiguzi, there is naturally no need to call me Feng Senior, once Guiguzi is born, it is enough to be on an equal footing with anyone in the world." ”

Jun Xiaoran smiled, did not take back the iron sword that had been drawn out of its sheath and was still dripping blood, and said: "The reason why I used the Hundred Steps Flying Sword, the supreme skill of the Guigu School Sword Book, in the last sword, is to make the Feng seniors think that they are qualified to fight with you, not your guidance to the juniors. Otherwise, for Jun Xiaoran, this upcoming duel would be unfair to Senior Feng. ”

The arrogant tone, the wind is clear, but it is clear that this is not arrogance, but a real fact. Feng Qingyang said: "Not bad. If a swordsman has a contempt for another swordsman or a swordsman's intent, it is not pure, and the impurity of the sword intent may lead to the possibility that no matter how strong his martial arts are, he is very likely to be defeated by an opponent who is weaker than his own kendo cultivation! What's more, whether your Jun Xiaoran's kendo cultivation is inferior to me or better than me, no one knows until you really fight. ”

Jun Xiaoran is very satisfied with the attitude of the breeze. If the wind is clear and shows that he doesn't pay attention or is confident, then Jun Xiaoran will be a little disappointed! In Jun Xiaoran's understanding of kendo, it doesn't matter what the opponent in front of him is. No matter how confident and proud you are, you should not show contempt, and you will do your best, otherwise this is not only a contempt for others, but also a dishonesty to your own kendo.

Jun Xiaoran once discussed the sword with Ye Gucheng, who came west with a sword and flew out of the sky, and at that time Ye Gucheng proposed the true meaning of kendo - [sincerity], Jun Xiaoran agreed very much. As for the further discussion of Makoto, because the two met in a hurry, it was not continued.

Ye Gucheng may not have imagined that his discussion that day would lead to the rise of a young swordsman who is war-hungry and demonic on the rivers and lakes.

Taking a deep breath, the swordsmen actually didn't need too many words to make them understand each other, although at this moment Jun Xiaoran didn't know how Feng Qingyang's sword was, but Jun Xiaoran understood a very important point: Feng Qingyang was definitely a respectable swordsman, a swordsman worthy of drawing his sword and fighting.

"Senior Feng is already a person standing on the altar of kendo, and it is really not an honor to be able to fight with Senior Feng today." As he spoke, Jun Xiaoran had slowly inserted the sword into the scabbard. The greatest respect for a swordsman is to never show off a sword that is as important as life before fighting, so Jun Xiaoran inserted the sword into the scabbard.

Feng Qingyang did not feel any complacent or relaxed because of Jun Xiaoran's words, but a pressure that could be seen but felt swept towards him like a sea of mountains. Although the young swordsman in front of him is young and his kendo experience is not as good as his own, he is definitely a very, very clever swordsman, an opponent who is enough to match himself, and the fighting spirit that has not been born for more than ten years is suddenly emerging from the bottom of his heart.

"Whether it is a swordsman who has been enshrined on the altar by the world, or a fledgling swordsman, no matter what the world's evaluation is, their essence is just a swordsman, and the duel between a swordsman and a swordsman has no honor, the only thing to gain is to draw a sword." Feng Qingyang abandoned all the thoughts in his mind, and only Jun Xiaoran was the opponent in front of him.

Jun Xiaoran nodded with a chuckle: "Yes, no matter what the world says, the essence of a swordsman is just a swordsman after all, and the purpose of a swordsman duel is only the moment when the sword is drawn." It's just that today's decisive battle is that Jun has taken advantage of the wind predecessors, which is indeed an indisputable fact. ”

Verbal offensive? Feng Qingyang smiled softly in his heart, opened the swordsman's heart through words, looked for the swordsman's flaws, and then launched an offensive at the moment of the swordsman's flaws, and the odds were much higher.

Feng Qingyang's face was calm, and he smiled: "Oh, how can you say this?" ”

Jun Xiaoran said: "Feng predecessor is already a figure standing on the altar of kendo in the eyes of the world, and I, Jun Xiaoran, is just a nobody, so even if Jun is defeated, it is only defeated, and there is not much loss, if Feng predecessor is defeated, it is equivalent to being defeated by Jun or even replaced, so Jun Xiaoran is indeed taking advantage." ”

Feng Qingyang nodded and said, "In such words, it is true that you took advantage, but in my opinion, it was me who took advantage. ”

Jun Xiaoran said, "Oh, why is that? ”

Feng Qingyang said: "You have debuted less than two years ago, although you have fought against many masters of today's sects, and they have all won. But there is only one master in my eyes. ”

"Who is this person?"

"Ten years ago, the number one killer who shook the rivers and lakes, Yan Thirteen, who created the Thirteen Swords of Death!"

Jun Xiaoran was silent, he seemed to be recalling the bits and pieces of Yan Shisan's relationship with himself, and after a while, Jun Xiaoran said slowly: "He is indeed the most powerful swordsman I have ever seen in my life, and I was defeated very completely in that battle, almost completely defeated." ”

"You're defeated?" Feng Qingyang was a little surprised.

A dazzling light suddenly bloomed in Jun Xiaoran's eyes, and he said, "If I don't defeat him, how can there be a more powerful Jun Xiaoran today??" ”

There is a proverb in the rivers and lakes that defeat is often more difficult than victory, and the strong man who achieves nirvana from defeat is often stronger and more resolute than the myth of victory in a hundred battles.

Feng Qingyang sighed: "Even so, I still took advantage of it, when I fought with more than a dozen top masters on Taihang Mountain, it was far better than your experience in the rivers and lakes now." What's more, I have been defeated at the hands of one person more than once, and everyone says that I am a myth on the altar of kendo, but I am really not worth mentioning compared to him. ”

Jun Xiaoran was suddenly a little excited, and said slowly: "This person is the mentor of the Feng seniors, and the sword demon is lonely and seeking defeat?" ”

"Not bad! It's him, but I'm not worthy to be his disciple. ”

With a sword in hand, who can fight in the world?

The sword demon is lonely and seeks defeat, like a snow-capped snow peak, independent Qiankun, smiling proudly Jiuye, standing on the road of the pinnacle of swordsmanship, leading countless swordsmen to be willing to bow and worship.

Jun Xiaoran took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "In the past thirty years, even among the swordsmen with amazing sword talent such as the carp crossing the river, there has only been one Dugu seeking defeat!" Over the past hundred years, even if there are countless wizards in the world, there is only one Dugu seeking defeat on the rivers and lakes, and for thousands of years, there are few outstanding sages, but no one can replace the position of Dugu seeking defeat! He is a monument and myth that no one can cross on the path of the sword, but I, Jun Xiaoran, have vowed to defeat him, even if he is alone! ”

At this moment, Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed with a flash of light in his eyes, looking at Jun Xiaoran in front of him, he suddenly seemed to see the majestic and lonely back of the man who was holding a heavy sword and staring into the vast mountains.

The words of the swordsman who took the sword as his companion and the eagle as his friend once again surfaced in his mind: "How to seek defeat? (To be continued......)