0299 One sword determines the winner
(PS: First of all, thank you for the red envelope of Sister M Man, secondly, I wish you a happy new year, and thirdly, I apologize to everyone, because there is no Internet at home, the written manuscript needs to be passed on to the Internet café, so I can't be on time, I'm really sorry, this chapter is late, the next chapter is on time!, tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock!)
"Come in. ”
The Tang National Master walked in with Tang Qianqian.
"Lie'er, how are you?"
"Senior brother, are you seriously injured?"
Xiong Lie sat up and said, "Master, princess, I'm fine, Zhang Gongzi has already helped me deal with the wound, and it won't take a few days to heal." ”
"How many days, what do you want to do, the tendons in your right hand are broken, and it will take twenty days at the earliest to fight with people, during this time, stay honest, if you still have the mind to participate in the gun and armor competition, you can only wait five years later." Zhang Qingfeng said mercilessly.
The Great Tang National Master didn't see the silver thread on Xiong Lie's wrist, and said in surprise: "The tendon is broken, what's the matter?"
Xiong Lie simply recounted the story.
"Master, Wangjiang Nian clearly didn't want me to live, do you know why?"
The Great Tang National Master also frowned, "It shouldn't be, although my Tianzhaomen has no deep friendship with the Yuefu Sword Pavilion, it can be regarded as well water and river water, you are the Tang Dynasty God General, and the most outstanding disciple of the sect, everyone in the Sword Pavilion should know about it, how can I kill you?"
Tang Qianqian suddenly said: "Could it have something to do with that incident?" Or is it that they got some rumors and want to take the opportunity to weaken my Datang's strength?"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three people, including Zhang Qingfeng, all changed.
"In all likelihood, this is the most plausible explanation at hand. ”
Zhang Qingfeng naturally knew what that thing meant.
The Tang National Master said with a solemn face: "Yes, the princess's guess is not unreasonable, if that's the case, then we must bring this matter to Your Majesty as soon as possible." ”
For more than half a year, because of Tang Qianqian, Zhang Qingfeng and the Tang Guoshi, who represented the Tang Emperor to deal with the matter of the Jiujia Dabi, had several correspondence exchanges, although the two had not been in contact alone after entering Quanyang City, but they were already very familiar with each other in private.
Especially after getting Zhang Qingfeng's guidance, the comprehension of the Tang Dynasty National Master has improved again, and he is even more shocked by him, so although it is the first time for the two to meet alone due to Xiong Lie's injury, they have no strangeness to each other.
Zhang Qingfeng nodded and said, "What the national teacher said is extremely true, the Sword Pavilion is secretive and pervasive, and we have to plan for the worst." ”
The Tang National Master said: "Since Xiong Lie's injury is fine, the old man immediately wrote back to Datang to remind His Majesty to prepare early." ”
After the national teacher left, Zhang Qingfeng looked at Tang Qianqian: "You want to participate in the formation competition?"
Tang Qianqian, who hadn't left Zhang Qingfeng much since she entered the door......, said: "Didn't you already know? Why, are you going to let me participate?"
In front of Zhang Qingfeng, the ninth princess did not hide her Hui Xinlan quality, and instantly guessed his intentions, since the Yuefu Sword Pavilion even dared to kill Xiong Lie, wouldn't she, the princess of the Tang Dynasty, be more valuable than Xiong Lie? Who dares to say that they won't do anything if they are in the formation armor?
Zhang Qingfeng's eyes flickered, he hesitated slightly, shook his head and said, "No, not only do you want to participate, but you also have to give the Yuefu Sword Pavilion a little color to see, so that I will make a deal with you." ”
"Huh?
"Yes. ”
"What, what deal?"
"I'll help you win the armor, you help me kill a few people!"
Tang Qianqian was stunned at first, and then her eyes lit up.
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The secret of Xiong Lie's injury is unknown to outsiders except for the parties involved and Zhang Qingfeng.
The results of the top five fights are out.
Zhang Qingfeng, Wangjiangnan, Zhu Xiaoworm, and Zhou Fengming, the eldest prince, each occupy a seat.
Xiong Lie, who was unexpectedly defeated by Wangjiangnan, was unlucky and missed the top five, which made a swordsman from the northern border take advantage of him and replace him in the top five.
At this point, the whole audience was boiling.
"The top five ranking battles, the first game, Zhou Fengming battled, drunk and free. ”
With Gonggong Xu's voice, Zhou Fengming stepped onto the dueling platform, and the nameless and unsectarian loose cultivation sword master barely held on to more than seventy moves with all his strength before being injured and defeated, and Zhou Fengming successfully entered the top three.
It's time to test your luck.
Zhang Qingfeng, Zhu Xiaoworm, and Wangjiangnan will have a bye no matter how they draw lots, at this time, it is not appropriate for Gonggong Xu to let any of the three draw lots, so the final decision of fate falls on himself.
"Zhu Xiaoworm. ”
As the first bamboo stick was drawn, there was an uproar in the audience, and Zhang Qingfeng and the dizzying Wangjiang glanced at each other, and both saw the smile on each other's faces.
"Fight, Zhang Qingfeng!"
Wangjiangnan has a bye!
Like the rules of the competition like the Jiujia Dabi, every draw can pull the heartstrings of countless people, and when the results came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and while sighing at the luck of Jiangnan, they also locked their attention on the two people who were about to duel on the stage.
"Ten swords will win or lose, how?"
Sword Absolute Zhu Xiaoworm groaned slightly, and the first sentence he said detonated the audience.
This genius swordsman from the ancient kingdom of the Spring and Autumn Period has shown amazing strength in the previous duels, and no one has seen through what kind of cultivation he is, and the world knows that the more advanced the cultivation of martial arts, the more difficult it is to distinguish the winner in a short period of time, and if you want to use just a few swords to distinguish the victory and defeat, the power of each sword can be guessed without thinking about how terrible it is.
Who knew that Zhang Qingfeng's response was even more shocking.
He said: "Ten swords are too many, one sword is enough." ”
A sword?
All the people who heard this sentence couldn't believe their ears, they didn't think that Zhang Qingfeng was too arrogant, but they were thinking about how it was possible for two Qi Transformation Realm masters to distinguish between winning and losing with one sword?
You must know that those powerful sword styles all need to be built up to accumulate momentum, and one sword will win or lose, unless there is a huge gap between the cultivation realms of the two, otherwise, it will be difficult to compare the results.
Zhu Xiaoworm obviously didn't expect Zhang Qingfeng to say such a thing.
In his opinion, the ten swords are already the limit, from the trial move, to the confrontation, to the counterattack, and finally to the accumulation of a sword, the tenth sword can just play the strongest blow of the two, but this sword, how to fight?
Zhang Qingfeng seemed to see Zhu Xiaoworm's thoughts, smiled faintly, and said: "We all fight hard with the strongest sword momentum, before the sword, it should be about the same as using ten breaths of time to accumulate strength, right?"
"You want to fight me against the sword?"
Zhu Xiaoworm listened to Zhang Qingfeng's words, and his expression suddenly became weird.
In the previous duel, he believed that Zhang Qingfeng had seen that he was taking a violent and fierce route, and Zhang Qingfeng won with strange moves from beginning to end, taking a light and agile routine, not like he was good at strength, didn't he obviously use his weaknesses to confront the opponent's strengths?
"Hmm...... It's okay to say that, of course, if you think one sword is too little, ten swords can also ......"
"No!
Zhu Xiaoworm interrupted Zhang Qingfeng, "There is no difference between charging one sword in ten breaths and charging ten swords in nine swords, but I want to remind you that no one has been able to stop my sword so far, so you must not be careless." ”
Whether it is self-assertive identity or overconfidence, Zhu Xiaoworm's words show a gentleman's demeanor, which makes people who hear it feel good.
The art of war, the soldiers, the tricks, the duel of the Jiujia Dabi is the same, for the sake of reward and fame, the martial arts who participated in the Dabi do everything they can, Zhu Xiaoworm reminded Zhang Qingfeng to be cautious at this time, not to mention what the purpose is, it is already rare to be an opponent.
Zhang Qingfeng nodded: "You are the same." ”
Since it was a hard-fought battle of gentlemen, the combat experience accumulated by the two in the past cultivation process had all become decorations, and Zhu Xiaoworm did not say anything more, and began to move backwards.
Zhang Qingfeng stood motionless, always with a faint smile on his face, until Zhu Xiaoworm retreated thirty meters away, he untied the saber in his waist and threw it to the ground, then opened the Qiankun bag and took out an ancient sword carved with exquisite patterns from it.
"It's the Chaos God Remnant Sword!"
Seeing the saber that Zhang Qingfeng took out, Emperor Zhou's eyes shrank, this ancient sword was kept in his hands for seven or eight years, because the materials used for forging were too hard, no matter what kind of furnace fire could not refine it, so it was sent out as Zhou Yuan's first reward, after more than a year, he didn't expect that Qingfeng actually used it as a weapon to deal with the Spring and Autumn Sword Jue, he wanted to see what amazing power such a remnant sword with only half of the sword body left in Zhang Qingfeng's hands.
Zhu Xiaoworm finally stopped fifty meters away from Zhang Qingfeng.
He gently drew his saber and slowly pointed it at Zhang Qingfeng.
"Zhang Gongzi, my sword is called Burning Sky, you have to be careful. ”
With Zhu Xiaoworm's voice, the wide sword in his hand, which was one inch wider than the ordinary saber, suddenly bloomed with a magma-like fiery red light, and the entire sword body began to burn violently, and the blazing light illuminated the surrounding space of more than ten meters in a fiery red, and Zhu Xiaoworm's figure was also wrapped in a layer of flames, as if he was in a sea of fire.
"It's ...... Lingyuan burns!"
The crowd screamed, and many people were stunned by the scene on the stage, and their heartbeats skipped a beat.
Spirit Yuan Burning is a desperate method that only a master of the Transformation Qi Realm can use.
It bursts out with all its strength by burning the aura in the sea of wisdom in a short period of time, and because this secret technique of squeezing out the aura in an instant will cause great backlash to the user, no one will use this secret technique of injuring a thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred to oneself in a battle unless it encounters a fateful moment of life and death.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhu Xiaoworm made a move, he used this desperate killing method.
In the face of the desperate blow of the Spirit Yuan Burning, the most correct way to deal with it is to dodge, which is the same reason as no matter how powerful a martial cultivator is, he will not be willing to go head-to-head with the sharp teeth and fangs of the brute beast.
But Zhang Qingfeng just agreed to win or lose with a sword, and wanted to use a hard-hitting style to decide the winner, so he couldn't hide from this sword!
Zhang Qingfeng did not hide.
Seeing the vague flames on Zhu Xiaoworm's body that were engulfing the whole person due to the increasing burning of spiritual energy, there was a trace of hesitation on his face, and the next scene that happened made the audience fall into a dead silence.