"Let's go! Let's go back to Ring 1 and watch two more games, and that's the end of today's game! ”

Liu Xiang beckoned Qian Doudou's sister and brother back to the No. 1 ring.

Two more matchups followed, and today's matches were all over, with Ring 2 ending earlier than Ring 1.

The group returned to the hotel, and the trio gathered for dinner.

"Liu Xiang, why don't we retire! This Zhang Tianhua is too powerful, he is not only a senior senior martial artist, but also has rich experience in actual combat, and his sword drawing technique is too terrifying. Qian Doudou said worriedly.

Liu Xiang swallowed the braised pork in his mouth, coughed twice with a mouth full of oil, and smiled: "Haha, what are you afraid of?" That Zhang Tianhua seems to have just been promoted, although he has comprehended the sword intent, but my fist intent is no worse than him, who wins and who loses is still unknown! ”

"But he can use weapons, you suffer too much by eating empty fists!" Qian Doudou was a little anxious.

"Yes! Liu Xiang, or you can not retire first, and admit defeat when you face this Zhang Tianhua, maybe you will have advanced to the top 8 by then, and there will be crystal nucleus rewards! Li Wei also persuaded on the side.

"O you! It's too timid! I really don't believe that I can't do a sword with a pair of fists, as the saying goes, an inch is short and an inch is dangerous, and there is no weapon shorter than my bare hands! Liu Xiangman said of course without care.

Liu Xiang was talking, but the chopsticks in his hand didn't stop, and he secretly took away the chicken legs in Qian Doudou and Li Wei's lunch box.

"It's you, if you meet such an opponent in the next game, you will admit defeat directly! I still have to avenge you. ”

The Qian Doudou sisters and brothers wanted to persuade again, but seeing Liu Xiangman's indifferent attitude, they had to give up.

After dinner, the three of them went back to their rooms.

Liu Xiang sat cross-legged on the bed alone, but his mind couldn't help but return to the battle between Zhang Tianhua and Chen Hu.

This is the so-called true strength of the children of the real big family and the sons of the gods!

Not only is the realm far beyond ordinary people, but even the actual combat experience and martial arts are far beyond the boundaries of ordinary people. In fact, what Liu Xiang cares about the most is really weapons.

Although he said it beautifully before, he was really a little afraid of weapons. I've fought against opponents before, except for the guy on Hell Island who stabbed him in the thigh, and I haven't met a single one who uses a weapon.

Today's battle between Zhang Tianhua and Chen Hu made Liu Xiang truly realize the biggest gap in the realm.

Weapon possession, that is, attaching psionic energy to a weapon.

The sharpness of the weapon after being possessed is stronger than that of the bare hands, and the fist hits the person, and if the strength is equal, it is not just a few moves to defeat the opponent.

But weapons are different, not to mention the sharpness of the weapon itself, and the psionic energy attached to it alone is far more damaging than punches and kicks.

In the final analysis, Liu Xiang is just a martial artist, not to mention that the spiritual energy is released, and it can't even be attached to the body surface. His way of fighting is actually purely by strengthening the amazing flesh.

However, Liu Xiang has not been injured by the blade attached to the spiritual energy except for that Hell Island, and I don't know if he can resist it with his current physical strength.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiang couldn't help but leave the room.

Without alarming the others, Liu Xiang left the hotel and went straight to the Benlei Dao Hall!

After coming to the gym, Liu Xiang directly found Han Jingxue, and Nangong Jin went to the point of squatting in the idol again.

"Senior sister, do you have a blade?" Liu Xiang said straight to the point.

Han Jingxue nodded and replied: "Naturally, when martial cultivators hunt monsters outside the plane, they will use blades, which are more lethal than fists and feet. ”

"Take it out and slash me twice!" Liu Xiang said with a grin.

Han Jingxue looked at Liu Xiang, who was grinning in front of her, with black lines on her head, and asked strangely, "What kind of crazy are you!" ”

"Not crazy! I want to try the power of the weapon after the possession, I can't release the psionic energy and can't cut it myself! Liu Xiang explained.

"Can I use my power to slash at you?"

"I want to try my body's defense again, if I can block it, and if I can't stop it, I will see how much it hurts. There is a guy who uses a blade in the martial arts competition today, I don't know much about blades, so I have to prepare in advance! ”

"Good! Then give it a try. Han Jingxue, but the phone asked someone to send a long sword.

"Since it is a weapon used in a martial arts competition, it should be made of ordinary steel, and a weapon of special materials that is more tough should not be allowed to be used during the competition." Han Jingxue said with the long sword made of ordinary steel in his hand.

"Oh, so there's still that!"

"This is the rule of college competitions, no one used weapons in high school competitions before, but there should be this rule, otherwise if someone uses a weapon of special materials, let alone additional psionic energy, even its own sharpness is not something that a senior senior martial artist's psionic protective body can resist. In that case, everyone should not compare strength, just compare whose weapons are better. Han Jingxue explained.

"Oh, I see. Then let's try it with a normal weapon! Liu Xiang nodded and said.

Liu Xiang stretched out an arm and said, "Senior sister, you don't have to add spiritual energy to slash me first." ”

Han Jingxue nodded, and the long sword slashed at Liu Xiang's arm.

"Dang!"

The long sword slashed at Liu Xiang's arm, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Liu Xiang's arm was unscathed.

"Hey, hey! Senior sister, if you work harder, I'm so hard! Liu Xiang said with a smile.

Han Jingxue glared at Liu Xiang, and slashed with a sword in his hand.

With a "click", the long sword was broken in two, but Liu Xiang's arm was still unharmed!

"Am I so fierce?" Liu Xiang couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Han Jingxue was also a little speechless, to be honest, let alone Liu Xiang, a martial arts scumbag, even if the body of a great martial artist does not use spiritual energy to protect the body, such a cut will break the skin and see some blood.

Han Jingxue called someone to send it again, and the long sword came over.

"Senior sister, this will add spiritual energy to your weapon, and it will be about the level of a high-level martial artist, and try to cut it again." Liu Xiang stretched out his arm again.

Han Jingxue thought for a while, and did not follow what Liu Xiang said, but added the spiritual power of a junior martial artist, in fact, a junior martial artist could not attach it to such a long weapon, but Han Jingxue naturally could.

Han Jingxue was afraid that the power of the spiritual energy was too high, so she directly cut off Liu Xiang's arm.

The sound of "dang" was the sound of gold and iron intersecting, but Liu Xiang's arm was not injured, although it was white, it was not even broken.

"Senior sister, directly mention the power to the senior martial artist." Liu Xiang said in a deep voice.

Han Jingxue thought for a moment, and really attached a high-level martial artist-level spiritual energy to the long sword.

With a wave of the long sword, Liu Xiang's arm was a little red, although it did not bleed, but the place where it was cut by the long sword quickly swollen.

"Senior sister, junior senior martial artist!"

Han Jingxue nodded, and mentioned the spiritual energy attached to the long sword to the junior senior martial artist, and the long sword slashed.

This time, Liu Xiang was not unscathed, and a shallow bloodshot gradually seeped out of Liu Xiang's arm.

Liu Xiang looked at his arm, and the skin was broken, and the blood only oozed a trace before stopping.

"Senior sister, the power of an intermediate senior martial artist!"

The long sword flashed, and Han Jingxue slashed at Liu Xiang's arm with another sword, and suddenly blood flowed from Liu Xiang's arm.

Liu Xiang endured the pain and checked the wound, and found that although the wound was bleeding, the five gaps were not very deep, about one centimeter.

"It's okay, it's bearable!" As soon as Liu Xiang's arm muscles tightened, the bleeding stopped.

"Senior sister, the last sword! The power of a high-level senior martial artist, another sword! ”

Han Jingxue hesitated for a moment, but still swung her sword and slashed out, but she secretly reserved some strength, preparing to stop before the long sword hurt Liu Xiang's bones.

This time, Liu Xiang's arm collided with the long sword and did not make a roar of gold and iron, because Han Jingxue completely slashed into it with a sword.

Liu Xiang moved his arm and checked the wound again, and the long sword slashed deep into Liu Xiang's body, but it did not hurt the bones.

"It's fine! I don't think that my body has evolved to this extent, although the weapon possession of a high-level senior martial artist can hurt me, but as long as I can't hurt the bones and don't cut at the vital point, I can resist several times. My physical strength is better than I thought it would be! ”

"I didn't expect your body's defense power to be so high, I'm afraid that the psionic protection of ordinary high-level senior martial artists is not as tough as your body." Han Jingxue suppressed the shock in her heart and said lightly.

Liu Xiang controlled his arm to stop bleeding, and with such a degree of injury, Liu Xiang's physical recovery ability was probably restored overnight.

"Senior sister, do you know how to draw a knife and cut it? Are there any weaknesses? ”

"I know, it should be the martial art of Fusang Country, in fact, it is a charged blow, but the power of drawing a sword and slashing is much stronger than an ordinary charged blow." Han Jingxue responded.

"Are there any weaknesses? Someone used a similar martial art today. ”

"Yes, although the power of Fuso's sword is amazing, its power is determined by the length of time it is charged, and the longer it is charged, the more powerful it becomes. Therefore, it has two weaknesses, one is that it consumes a lot of energy, and all its essence and energy are injected into a single blow. Second, as long as he doesn't give his opponent time to recharge, he naturally can't use too powerful a sword to slash. Han Jingxue thought for a while and replied.

"I see, senior sister, I still have a question, which one is stronger, fist intent and sword intent?" Liu Xiang asked what he thought of.

"There is no strength or weakness, in fact, whether it is sword intent or fist intent, it is almost the same, the important thing is not the fist and the sword, but the artistic conception."

Liu Xiang nodded in understanding.

It seems that it is not impossible to win against Zhang Tianhua, the victory or defeat can only be said to be five or five, and it will be seen who plays better at the time.

With the help of Han Jingxue, Liu Xiang healed the injury on his arm, and then said goodbye to Han Jingxue and returned to the hotel.

As soon as Liu Xiang entered the hotel, he found Qian Doudou dozing off the door of his room.

"You're coming to my door?" Liu Xiang asked suspiciously.

"Liu Xiang, let's not compete, okay? That Zhang Tianhua is so powerful, I'm afraid something will happen to you! Qian Doudou's big watery eyes had a hint of mist in them.