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Just a little light, Mo Lin'er's heart was instantly cold. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The winner is already clear. If the two of them were holding a long sword instead of bamboo chopsticks, then the final outcome would be that Su Qi's left arm was injured, and Mo Lin'er was pierced through the chest by the long sword.

-- This result is unacceptable to Mo Lin'er, who has always held herself very highly.

"You...... How is it possible that your True Yuan method is even more exquisite than mine? Moreover, your sword momentum actually penetrated the gap of 'Confusing' accurately after being bumped once, how did you do it? How did you see through the flaws of my 'Confucian'? Could it be that the collision was also within the scope of your calculations?" Mo Lin'er looked at the ordinary bamboo chopsticks in Su Qi's hand and asked incredulously.

Su Qi smiled slightly, but did not answer. He wasn't afraid of Mo Lin'er knowing his secret, he just wanted to maintain some mystery. If Mo Lin'er knew that all of this originated from a "Law Sutra" that was regarded as a sideline and a "Wangqi Technique" that could be seen everywhere, this genius girl of the Mo family would probably be able to go crazy.

Being able to see through the gap of "conformism" is naturally the credit of Wangqi. Mo Lin'er suppressed her own cultivation in the second realm, and took the initiative to attack, Su Qi waited for work, and the magic of the Qi Technique could be brought into full play. Of course, in order to use the Wangqi technique, Su Qi spent a lot of True Yuan, but it didn't matter, because both sides had a large amount of True Yuan left in this battle.

Mo Lin'er couldn't have thought of how Su Qi could see through her true yuan anyway.

- After all, the Wangqi technique is a literary cultivation method, and Mo Lin'er could not have imagined that Su Qi would actually be able to cultivate both civil and military skills.

The dual cultivation of civil and military means that if you are not proficient in civil warfare or martial warfare, you will become four dislikes. Moreover, when facing the choice of "True Heart Dao" in the fifth realm, it will also encounter great difficulties, because very few people can perfectly unify Wen Xiu and Wu Xiu.

The dual cultivation of civil and military is the path of saints, how dare mortals touch it?

Either way, Mo Lin'er was very frustrated. She got the true biography of Lao Mozi and has always been praised as a genius. But this time, in the face of a gentleman who was called a "waste", and in the face of a teenager who had just become a cultivator for less than seven days, she lost completely.

――Whether it is scheming, swordsmanship, or the use of true elements, they all lose. How does this make her accept?

What's even more odious is that Su Qi immediately laughed and debunked another reality that she couldn't accept.

"Didn't you notice that after you cut your chopsticks in two, they were twice as short as mine?"

"So, the end result should be, I pierced you in the chest, and your sword hasn't touched my arm yet. ”

"You can't blame me for this, who made you choose such a short sword?"

"So, next time, remember to choose a longer sword. Also, don't break the chopsticks, I'm going to use them for dinner. ”

After four breaths, the triumphant Su Qi was thrown out of the window by Mo Lin'er.

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January time flies by in the blink of an eye. For Su Qi, this month is very long, but it is very urgent.

At this time, he was standing in an inaccessible wood, holding an ordinary long sword in his hand, constantly slashing out one sword qi after another.

The sword is very ordinary, three feet and three inches long, with a bronze handle and an iron body, black and swarthy without a trace of reflection; the blade is sharp, the sword is moderately wide, and it can be stabbed and chopped at the same time; the sword body is unpretentious, without any pattern or accessories.

This is the latest iron sword cast by the Yanguo official sword casting workshop, which can be bought for only a hundred sword coins, although it is cheap, it is very practical. Although the sharpness is far less than that of a sword that has been carefully forged for several years such as the "Lonely Cloud", it is also far sharper than an ordinary sword.

Beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, but Su Qi's movements were not affected in any way. The simplest thrust in "Straight Sword", he has practiced three thousand six hundred and seven times. Every time he stabbed a sword, it took away a large amount of true yuan in his body.

It stands to reason that his true yuan should have dried up a long time ago, but Su Qi still kept stabbing out sword after sword, as if he would never get tired. This process is tedious, but essential, and any swordsman must use enough practice to develop his sword sense before becoming a top master.

In a limited time, if you want to improve your strength as soon as possible, you must put in enough sweat. There is no shortcut to true element cultivation and swordsmanship training, and it is not opportunistic in any way.

A month is about to pass, and tomorrow will be the day of the family competition. If Su Qi wants to enter the ancestral land, he must participate in the family competition, and since he has participated in the family competition, he naturally has to compete for the first place. And so everything fell into place.

Su Qi knew very well where the gap between himself and Su Qingyun was, that is, the number of true elements and the proficiency of sword moves. If you want to accomplish something that other people can only do in six or seven years in a month, you have to put in a lot of masochistic effort in addition to talent.

So these days, half of his time is frantically exhaling the vitality of heaven and earth, accumulating his true yuan, and the other half of his time is in this inaccessible woods, practicing the "straight sword" over and over again.

The "Qi Lookout Technique" allows him to see through the flaws of his enemies, but in order to catch such flaws, he must have a fast enough sword to do so. Although the "straight sword" is simple, it cannot be achieved quickly. So for a month, he only practiced one of the moves.

After Mo Lin'er lost the sword competition with him with bamboo chopsticks last time, he left angrily and never came to him again, probably because he couldn't hold his face. Su Qi didn't have time to pay attention to it, he just seized the time to improve his strength.

A sword slashed out, and the sharp sword wind pierced the air, emitting a sharp explosion. A silvery-white sword with a shimmering light shot out from the sword body, piercing through the large tree on the opposite side, which was more than a foot thick. The extremely powerful sword intent exploded inside the tree, and in the midst of the flying sawdust, the sword left a large hole in the trunk with a diameter of seven or eight inches.

"Squeak-"

The tree shook slightly, tilted gradually, and finally fell to the ground with a bang. Before the big tree completely fell, Su Qi had already jumped lightly and jumped to the side.

His whole arm was as weak as a sponge that had been completely drained, and it was as sore as a pinprick in a needle. The green tendons on his arm kept throbbing, and he could barely hold the iron sword in his hand. The high-intensity training in the past few days has overwhelmed Su Qi's body, and every sword he slashes out with all his strength is frantically squeezing the true yuan in his body until he is completely exhausted.

Su Qi looked at the big hole in the trunk and nodded with some satisfaction. Up to now, he can only do his best and obey the destiny of heaven, and now he only has a forty percent chance of winning against Su Qingyun, but for Su Qi, it is enough.

The sword is dead, but man is alive. Victory or defeat is never a simple real yuan competition, but a comprehensive competition in many aspects. Wisdom is Su Qi's biggest hole card.

Su Qi couldn't support it anymore and lay on the ground exhausted. Looking at the lush woods and the blue sky, Su Qi gently closed his eyes.

"It turns out that being a practitioner is so blissful. ”

He muttered.