"Luo Xuan, didn't I ask you to send him two hundred spirit stones? Why doesn't Shao Yi even have a spirit weapon?" Qin Heng asked Qin Luoxuan, if he didn't know Qin Luoxuan's personality better, he would have thought that the spirit stone was privately swallowed by Qin Luoxuan.

"According to your orders, all the two hundred spirit stones were given to him, as for where Shaoyi got the iron sword, my nephew really doesn't know. Qin Luoxuan explained very innocently.

"Forget it, Qin Cang, you go and get my [Thorn Spring Sword]. Qin Heng trusted Qin Luoxuan's character, no longer cared, looked sideways, and instructed Qin Cang, the chief manager beside him.

"My subordinates are going. Qin Cang resigned and left.

Qin Wei on the field rose with a fighting spirit, and the sword in his hand was ready to move, with a sense of agility.

"Senior brother, you're welcome!"

The air around him had to make a 'whoosh' sound, and Qin Wei took the lead, and the sword was pointed directly at Lu Shaoyi's throat.

"Ethereal Sword Technique!"

Lu Shaoyi's wrist rotated flexibly, and he slashed out several swords one after another, cracking Qin Wei's sword moves.

Qin Wei seemed to have been prepared, and saw Lu Shaoyi's sword move, and suddenly the sword turned sharply and slashed at Lu Shaoyi.

Lu Shaoyi hurriedly returned to defense, and the long sword was in front of him.

"Zheng ......"

A metal collision sound came out, bearing Qin Wei's sword, but Lu Shaoyi's long sword bent into an arc close to half a moon in an instant. In the duel under a few moves, Lu Shaoyi fell behind.

Compared to Lu Shaoyi's ordinary iron sword, Qin Wei's spirit weapon long sword had an advantage.

"The Ethereal Sword Technique is quite suitable for your current cultivation. Recognizing that the swordsmanship used by Lu Shaoyi was the lowest rank martial art, Qin Wei mocked and ran towards Lu Shaoyi again.

"Whoosh ......"

Lu Shaoyi's long sword danced, his long hair flowed, and it was still an ethereal sword move, except that the speed was one point faster than before, there was nothing special.

"The sword is an ordinary iron sword, and the martial arts are the ethereal swordsmanship of the lowest human rank, even if Shao Yikong has a body of strength, as long as Qin Wei keeps a certain distance from him, it is not easy to win. ”

Qin Qiyuan sighed deeply, not optimistic about Lu Shaoyi, and also revealed Lu Shaoyi's shortcomings.

"It's too early for you to say this, as long as the victory is not scored, it is not certain that the deer will die. ”

Even if Lu Shaoyi is at a disadvantage, Qin Heng still has confidence in Lu Shaoyi, no matter how Lu Shaoyi is said to have the strength to kill the acquired sixfold martial artist, there is no doubt about this.

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng......"

Both of them used swords, and they collided no less than ten times in just a few breaths, making a crisp sound.

Qin Wei's sword is a low-grade spiritual weapon, and its combat power is even higher, and it has the upper hand. On the other hand, Lu Shaoyi was suppressed everywhere, giving people a feeling that he had no strength and could not display it.

"It seems that it is difficult to win with only the ten sword moves of the Ethereal Sword Technique without using the 'Rain Thorn'. Lu Shaoyi looked at the trembling long sword in his hand and said secretly.

With every touch, the long sword seemed to be about to break, making a wailing sound, and it was even cut out several times by Qin Wei's spirit weapon long sword.

Suddenly, Qin Wei's figure jumped up and jumped into the air six or seven meters high, and the sharp sword stabbed down from the top of Lu Shaoyi's head.

"Fallen Leaf Sword!"

Qin Wei's sword was unpredictable, and it turned into more than a dozen sword phantoms under the shaking, accompanied by spiritual light, and stabbed directly at Lu Shaoyi's head.

Lu Shaoyi looked up, and Qin Wei's rain-like sword attack met his eyes.

Lu Shaoyi stabilized his mind, adjusted his breathing, and the long sword swung suddenly.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" The sound of metal collision sounded in the martial arts training ground.

In the eyes of everyone, every time Lu Shaoyi stabbed out with his sword, he stabbed Qin Wei's attack exactly in detail, and with every touch, light emanated.

"What a fast sword strike!"

Lu Shaoyi's sword was flexible and free, and the speed was so fast that the onlookers were dazzled, and even Qin Luoxuan sighed to himself.

"It's not just the speed of the sword, his accuracy is even more terrifying, every time the sword is released, it can accurately pierce Qin Wei's attack, if Qin Wei doesn't change his move, he will be stabbed in less than three breaths. The more Qin Heng looked at Lu Shaoyi, the more satisfied he became.

"I didn't expect him to have such a high level of comprehension of the sword, and he could achieve the perfect combination of speed and accuracy. Qin Qiyuan had to admit that he had looked away and underestimated Lu Shaoyi's strength before.

"How is it possible that all my sword moves have been blocked by him?"

The more Qin Wei fought, the more panicked he became, and he used all his strength, but Lu Shaoyi seemed to be at ease, and easily cracked every sword he stabbed.

What Qin Wei didn't know was that when Lu Shaoyi practiced his sword from the rain, he could almost block all the raindrops that shot at his body.

If he wants to hit Lu Shaoyi, unless his sword can be compared to the dense raindrops falling from the air, that is, almost at the same moment, dozens of swords are stabbed, and they are constantly followed.

But with Qin Wei's current cultivation, it was impossible to do this.

"Xuan Xingzhang!"

Qin Wei finally couldn't bear it anymore, and with a palm, he took advantage of the momentum and fell behind Lu Shaoyi.

But that's not all.

I saw Qin Wei breathe before his feet landed, his body turned sharply, like a slender woman who had practiced jiu-jitsu, her body bent into a strange arc, and her backhand sword slashed towards Lu Shaoyi's head.

Lu Shaoyi felt a chill behind him, and his perception of the crisis suddenly looked back, and the long sword in his hand almost subconsciously blocked Qin Wei's sudden sword.

"Bang!"

There was a crisp sound of metal cracking, and the listeners were stunned.

In front of everyone's eyes, Lu Shaoyi's long sword was split into two pieces by Qin Wei's sword.

After all, an ordinary iron sword is not as good as a spiritual weapon, even if Qin Wei's sword is only a low-grade spiritual weapon.

Seeing this scene, Qin Wei's face was full of joy, and he slashed down Lu Shaoyi.

"Shhhh

Lu Shaoyi's clothes were cut by Qin Wei's sword, and through the gap, the people around him could clearly see Lu Shaoyi's skin.

It's just that, to everyone's surprise, the bloody scene of blood splashing did not happen to Lu Shaoyi.

The person concerned, Qin Wei, felt it the most, his sword obviously fell on Lu Shaoyi's body, but it gave him the feeling that it was slashed on an iron plate, and the sword had not stopped trembling lightly.

"You're punched by me, too!"

Lu Shaoyi let out a low shout, his fists clenched violently, his finger bones rang in unison, and he decisively used the martial technique [Chisha Fist], the surface of the fist was filled with a ball of spiritual power, and without giving Qin Wei time to react, he quickly punched out.

Qin Wei's sword still maintained the shape of the slash just now, the tip of the sword pointed at Lu Shaoyi, and before he could retract it, Lu Shaoyi's fist had already touched the tip of the sword.

Several metal cracking sounds sounded one after another, and the sharp sword of the spiritual weapon under the human stairs was like breaking copper and iron in the face of Lu Shaoyi's fist, which broke into several pieces in the blink of an eye and scattered on the ground.

Then, Lu Shaoyi continued to bombard Qin Wei's façade like a broken bamboo.

The result can be imagined, Qin Wei's eyes were round, and when he was caught off guard, he was even a person with a sword, and was punched out by Lu Shaoyi.

When the people around heard the muffled sound coming from Qin Wei's body, Qin Wei had already fallen outside the martial arts training ground.

Lu Shaoyi's moves were simple and brutal, completely changing other people's perceptions of him.

"Qin Wei lost!"

"How is that possible?"

Qin Wei's defeat caused a burst of silence and amazement in the audience.