Chapter 82: Su Ziwei

Bailu no longer has a trace of true yuan, nor does she have any strength, she can't even pick up the foot of the road on the ground, and she can still stand in front of Zhong Shenxiu, relying on a belief in her heart that she will not admit defeat.

The corners of Zhong Shenxiu's eyes suddenly showed a hint of viciousness.

Nine swords suddenly appeared in front of him.

Under the ring, someone suddenly crushed the tea cup in his hand.

In the eyes of those who had insight into the past, all that remained was shock.

Because among the nine styles of the Heavenly Song, only the last one can appear at the same time.

"Nine Swords Return to One"

Zhong Shenxiu muttered.

When Uncle Zhong left the Heavenly Wolf Realm, he realized enlightenment in the Library Pavilion for three days, and cut off nine divine weapons with a single blow with his bare hands, creating this last style, and the nine swords were one.

But Zhong Shenxiu has just entered the Earth Heart Realm, how can he understand the unity of these nine swords.

Zhong Shenxiu did have nine swords in front of him.

He said lightly: "Take my last sword." ”

Outside the Qiankun Palace, above the sky, suddenly the wind was fierce and the dark clouds covered the sky, and the thunder god roared and lightning swam away.

And the nine swords in the Qiankun Hall slashed lightly across the gorgeous arc, dragging the phantom towards the white deer......

Bailu raised his eyes slightly, without resistance.

At this moment, Su Ziwei, who had been sitting calmly under the stage, suddenly disappeared, and he appeared the next moment, right behind Bailu.

"Sword up!"

Su Zi let out a soft roar, and the peachwood hilt flew back into Bailu's hand.

Bailu raised his sword and stabbed forward gently.

"Haoran Sword Qi!"

Su Ziwei pointed a blow on Bailu's back, and the peachwood sword in her hand suddenly had a bright yellow sword qi erupting out, like a blazing fire like the rising sun, majestic and majestic, stabbing towards the nine swords in the sky.

Zhong Shenxiu's eyes were full of madness, and the nine swords in the sky dragged the phantom and overlapped together.

Nine Swords to One!

Su Ziwei and Zhong Shenxiu are both kendo geniuses.

A star mirror on the ground learned the nine swords of Uncle Zhong from the dean.

The other is the personal disciple of Dean Wu Hanxiao of Beiguo Academy, who has cultivated Haoran's sword qi to perfection in the year of Jiguan.

The needle tips and wheat mangs fought, and the sword blades finally touched each other, and a dazzling white light flashed in the sky, but before the white light could spread out, it instantly retracted.

Where the white light flashed, it plunged into deep darkness.

It was darker than the starry night.

It's like trying to draw all your eyes to it.

Under the ring, a true element burst out in an instant, blocking the darkness.

Danxu Taiqiu suddenly changed color, and the palace guards blocked the Youwang behind him.

Because at the end of this darkness is endless space.

They made a hole in the space.

Danxu Taiqiu's sleeve was full of runes, but falling into this deep darkness was like a mud cow into the sea, he quickly sealed in his hand, wiped it towards the sky, and spat lightly in his mouth:

"Seal!"

The darkness in the sky finally returned to calm, but this seal was obviously too consuming True Yuan, Danxu Taiqiu was a Saint Realm powerhouse, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

At this time, looking at the ring, Bailu still maintained the posture of raising his sword, and Su Ziwei still had a calm face, but Zhong Shenxiu was probably not so good, his clothes were in tatters, he had been blasted out of the ring, his body fell into the rock debris, and he looked at Su Ziwei deadly.

Su Ziwei said coldly: "Forcibly condensing the true yuan in order to make a move, even if Dean Zhong is the nine swords of the earth-shattering ghosts and gods, how many percent can you learn?"

Zhong Shenxiu pointed at Su Ziwei: "You ...... You!"

He couldn't breathe anymore, and he fainted in a hurry.

Danxu Taiqiu looked at the messy Qiankun Palace, frowned and said, "Su Ziwei, although you defeated Zhong Shenxiu, you shouldn't have made a move, and I can only sentence Nanshan Academy to win this game." ”

Su Zi bowed slightly and said: "It's a reckless attack, it's just that I can't help but make a move because I care about the safety of my little junior sister, this game is indeed a loss for us." ”

Danxu Taiqiu's eyes were full of approval, this son was calm and peaceful, he was really a martial arts genius, so he nodded and said: "You can understand the best! You just fought against Zhong Shenxiu, I'm afraid it cost a lot of true yuan, in order to avoid the next battle being unfair, do you need to rest for a while?"

Su Ziwei shook his head and said, "I'm fine, I don't have to rest." ”

Danxu Taiqiu nodded and said, "Okay! This game is won by Zhong Shenxiu of Nanshan Academy, and the next game will be won by Zhou Xiuye of Nanshan Academy against Su Ziwei of Beiguo Academy." ”

Zhou Xiuye had already carried the unconscious Zhong Shenxiu on his back to the imperial doctor, and when he heard his name, he hurriedly picked up the giant sword and walked into the ring.

Zhu Jinlian carried Bailu out of the ring, looking at her blood-soaked appearance, she couldn't help but have pantothenic acid in her eyes.

Bailu had passed out, but she still maintained the posture of raising her sword.

Although she lost to Zhong Shenxiu, she was enough to be admired by everyone.

Zhou Xiuye carried Juque, looked at Su Ziwei and said, "Senior Brother Su, we will meet again after three years." ”

Su Ziwei remembered him very well, and said with a smile: "Three years are fleeting, how is your sword practice?"

Zhou Xiuye scratched his head embarrassedly: "I feel...... There hasn't been much progress. ”

Su Ziwei looked at his giant que and said, "This sword should be given to you by him, right?"

Su Ziwei didn't say who he was, but Zhou Xiuye could immediately understand that he was the master brother of the academy in Su Ziwei's mouth.

The two of them have long since changed from rivalry to sympathy.

Zhou Xiuye nodded in response.

Su Ziwei recalled slightly: "The first time I was defeated by him, he was carrying this sword, but I think this sword is suitable for him in the past, but it may not be suitable for you now, your sword path is simple and natural, from Kusuke to a divine soldier, it is not beneficial to your kendo practice, you should pay more attention to the understanding of the realm in the future, this is what you should do most." ”

Zhou Xiuye understood that Su Ziwei pointed out the direction of his cultivation, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with joy: "Thank you, Senior Brother Su!"

Su Zi smiled and said, "It's okay, but if you and I continue to talk, I'm afraid they will be dissatisfied, let's take out the sword." ”

"Offended, Senior Brother Su!"

Zhou Xiuye leaned over the blade of the sword and pointed it on the ground, and suddenly sparks burst out.

He dragged his sword and rushed to Su Ziwei at great speed, sweeping through thousands of troops.

Su Ziwei's hand was empty, but he pointed at it like a sword, and lightly tapped it on the broad sword.

His giant slammed into his face.

Zhou Xiuye's fierceness and Su Ziwei's gentleness contrast starkly.

The Juque offensive in Zhou Xiuye's hands was extremely strong, but he could never stand on Su Ziwei's body.

Looking at the posture of the two of you chasing me, Li Changfeng couldn't help but reconcile the red makeup and said: "Will Su Ziwei want to kill the second fool like this, although I know that the second fool can't win, but if Su Ziwei wins without effort, our faces will be too ugly." ”

Xie Hong's makeup glanced at him and said: "How can Senior Brother Su be as unbearable as you say, the most upright person in the world is unsurpassed, he is pointing out Zhou Xiuye and telling him his disadvantages."

After a pause, she continued: "Zhou Xiuye was able to win against Xiao Gongzi, relying on a fierce offensive and extremely fast speed, but if he meets someone whose cultivation is stronger than himself, then all his advantages will be gone, and from the beginning of the battle between them, Senior Brother Su has already been guiding him." ”

Li Changfeng listened to her sentence on the left and Senior Brother Su on the right, and couldn't help but be a little angry: "One Senior Brother Su, one upright, if he is really as upright as you say, how can he use this layout to deal with us?"

Xie Hongxiang knew that what he said was groundless, but he was dissatisfied with it in his heart, so he smiled lightly and said, "Do you still eat Senior Brother Su's vinegar?"

Li Changfeng said angrily: "Whoever eats that hypocrite's vinegar, I just look at his hypocritical face and am not happy." ”

During the conversation between the two, Su Ziwei and Zhou Xiuye had already passed thirty-six moves, and compared with the previous competition, the tricks between them were probably the most harmonious since the palace test.

Su Ziwei slapped a palm straight, a palm that looked soft and weak, but he forcibly cast the meteorite into a hard and abnormal giant sword body and made an arc, Zhou Xiuye's eyes were full of horror, and under this blow, his body also exploded.

The power of the tide palm of the Beiguo Academy, under one blow, is like a whale swallowing a huge sea, and the dragon elephant is churning.

Zhou Xiuye carried this palm hard, his inner house churned, and a stream of blood gushed into his throat and swallowed it hard.

Su Ziwei: "Focus!"

As soon as his words fell, a white robe instantly arrived in front of Zhou Xiuye.

Su Ziwei is the senior brother of the Beiguo Academy who can fight with Ziyou, although he has been defeated and defeated repeatedly, but this cannot hide his strong strength at all, if Ziyou's attack method is like a gentle spring breeze and drizzle, then Su Ziwei is a fierce storm, from this point of view, Su Ziwei is more threatening to Zhou Xiuye.

Zhou Xiuye is like a lonely boat fluttering in the wind and rain, without the power to resist.

With one move, the sword swept through the thousands of troops, and the sword blade slashed in a more fierce way.

With a blow to the mountains and rivers, Zhou Xiuye's tiger mouth was shocked to numbness.

Nanshan Academy's sword moves are more feminine and delicate, advocating that swords are everywhere, but Zhou Xiuye can be regarded as an outlier, he either bears the wind and rain, or goes all out to make a sword, losing the golden mean.

The battles he experienced, under the urging of Zhenyuan's death, were all won in a near-crushing way.

Even in the most difficult battle, in the face of the little prince of the Jackdaw Country, relying on the Divine Shadow in the Juque Sword and the moon-chasing sword moves taught by Ziyou, the victory he achieved was a near-crushing posture.

So he never felt like he had a problem with the way he fought.

Until today, I met Su Ziwei.

Whether it is from the attack, defense, Zhenyuan and other sides, it is a one-sided situation.

Therefore, Zhou Xiuye had no choice, facing an opponent who was stronger than himself in all aspects, and his previous combat experience would not help him at all.

Su Ziwei is still teaching him, teaching him a way to lose.