Did Han Chuang keep his hand?

Apparently not.

He just knew that even if he broke out at the fastest speed, he would be blessed by the War Beast Martial Soul, Helian Mo, who would capture the traces of the sword blade, so he didn't need to be fast.

Then why did he slow down his sword?

If it's not fast?

Don't you think that it is even more difficult to be slow?

Fast may still have a chance, but slow

-- There is no chance at all.

Unless-

His sword was not meant to defeat Helenmo.

In fact, Han Chuang also thought about defeating Helian Mo with a quick sword, but this sword only made him retreat.

In fact, in the face of this sudden sword, retreating and avoiding is the best way, Helian Mo, who has rich combat experience and keen six senses, naturally knows this.

The blade of the sword was in front of him, and Helian Mo even felt the cold temperature.

This sword, cold, very cold, cold to the bone.

When the cold, piercing sword stabs, anyone's reaction is to dodge.

At this moment, Helian Mo let out a long roar, pulled up the ground, and shouted, "Good swordsmanship." His arms were outstretched, and he leaped backwards like a bird.

He believed that after the blessing of the martial soul, his speed was above Han Chuang.

He retreated, and the sword advanced.

He's fast, and his sword is fast.

He is slow, the sword is slow.

The cold sword, always pointed at the tip of his nose, kept a fixed distance, forced him, kept retreating, retreating, until there was no way to retreat.

Helian Mo thought to himself, "What is he going to do? Is he going to force me out of the ring? Seeing that he was about to be forced to the edge of the ring, he smiled slightly, his figure suddenly rose high, and he spread his arms and crossed Han Chuang's head like a bird.

The light body kung fu of climbing the ladder is not very clever, but when it is used here, it is moved to the advantage.

No more, no less, Han Chuang felt that Helian Mo's body and the bun that he was rubbing flew by.

It's the best outcome, and it couldn't be better.

He was overjoyed in his heart, but said, "Do you think you'll run away like this?" A backhand sword came out, and a sword qi was like a long whip, flung towards Helian Mo's cheek.

"Is that what you think?" said Helianmo with a smile.

If it was someone else, if it was in mid-air, it would naturally have nowhere to borrow strength, but Helian Motian was a genius who turned his body in the air, connected the dots under his feet, and borrowed his strength out of thin air to dodge the deadly sword qi, but his body had already floated to the other side of the ring.

The ring is ten zhang square, but one breath, he floats from one end to the other, which shows the wonder of light work.

But faintly, Helian Mo chewed out a trace of something wrong, and said secretly in the center: "His sword is not fast enough, if it is as fast as usual, although I can dodge it, but I am inevitably embarrassed, could it be that I was deliberately let me?"

But seeing the sly smile on Han Chuang's face, he felt that it was impossible to talk about Xiangchuang, and just when he was puzzled, he heard Han Chuang laugh "haha" and said, "Helian, you have been tricked." ”

Before the words fell, the yellow light flashed in his hand, and Helian Mo looked at it, but it was several golden flowers flying in, each of which was block and urgent, swaying left and right in the air, fluctuating, and faintly conforming to a certain law.

On the rostrum, Lu Bohan suddenly startled and shouted: "This is a rain of flowers, he actually learned a rain of flowers!"

Everyone knew that the rain was an untold secret of the Su family in Jiangnan, and now it appeared in Han Chuang's hands, how could they not be surprised.

Yue Chonglou's face was cloudy, and he said gloomily after a while: "Brother Hengbo, I want to congratulate you, I didn't expect your apprentice to be able to get the heart of the Su family woman overnight, it's really unfathomable!"

His words were praised, but the yin and yang weird tone could be heard by anyone, he was ridiculing Han Chuang for his lack of morality, but Liu Hengbo couldn't find the words to refute it.

What can he say?

said that his disciple is a genius in the sky, and he can master the secret weapon technique of the rain in the sky, and he can master it after watching it once?

Or praise your own disciples for being dashing?

Liu Hengbo was itching with hatred in his heart, and said secretly: "Chuang'er, Chuang'er, don't you know that the women of the Su family can't be provoked?"

At this moment, he no longer cares about the outcome of the game, but worries about what will happen next.

"I heard that the Su family in Jiangnan is arrogant and domineering, will it be bad for Chuang'er?" Thinking like this, Liu Hengbo became even more upset.

Also upset was Helian Mo in the field, when Han Chuang showed a smile that the conspiracy had succeeded, he felt that things were not good, and when the rain appeared, his face could be described as a dead face.

Although without the blessing of the Martial Spirit Thousand Hands Guanyin, he could not turn the golden flower into a thousand phantoms, but Han Chuang's strength was above Su Wanyun, and the number of golden flowers he could control was twice that of Su Wanyun.

Su Wanyun could only control nine golden flowers at the same time, while Han Chuang could control as many as eighteen, and the strength on each one was stronger than Su Wanyun's.

If Helian Mo's cultivation has a condensation period, with his ninefold compatibility of the war beast martial soul, when he can condense the true body of the war beast, even if he stands in place, he is still added by the hidden weapon of this strength, and he can't hurt him, but after all, he is only in the early stage of the transformation of the yuan, far from the incorruptible body of King Kong, so he can only wave his double pen and try to resist.

Han Chuang blocked the rain of flowers, on the one hand, because of his subtle ability, which allowed him to easily capture the trajectory of Jinhua's flight, and on the other hand, his swordsmanship was accurate and fast, and his sword movement could keep up with Jinhua's speed.

On the other hand, although his movements are fast, his pen movement is not as accurate as Han Chuang's, and Han Chuang only needs to deal with nine golden flowers, and he has to deal with as many as eighteen flowers, so he has no choice but to use the technique of fighting the eight directions at night, and the double stroke dance is impenetrable and the water cannot be splashed.

I only heard a few sounds of "Zheng Zheng Zheng", and the tip of the pen wrapped in true qi, I don't know how many times I collided with the golden flower, and I don't know how many golden flowers were cut off, this continuous impact almost made Helian Mo vomit blood.

Why?

When Su Wanyun cast the rain of flowers, the true qi contained in each golden flower was even, and the resisters only needed to interpret it according to a rhythm, but Han Chuang's pirated version of the rain of flowers in the sky could carry different true qi on each golden flower.

Different strengths, different attributes, feminine and masculine, all kinds, although he can't fuse the two true qi of yin and yang, he can keep converting, making Helian Mo miserable.

It is to ask what it is like when you have transported all your true qi, swung a move, and finally swung it empty, and now Helian Mo is immersed in this state.

Sidelines

Su Wanyun's eyes flashed, obviously seeing the mystery, and thought: "He is really a genius, not only did he learn to rain from just watching it once, but he could also change it, it was incredible." ”

The other side

Xue Muyang, who was watching the battle, smiled slightly and said, "I didn't expect him to be able to learn the technique of rain in the sky, it seems that Helian Mo is going to be defeated." ”

Xiang Hua nodded and said, "I thought that Helian Mo would force him to use some hole cards, but I didn't expect that even his martial soul could not be forced out." ”

Xue Muyang was slightly stunned, and said in surprise: "Isn't he unable to condense the martial soul?"

Xiang Hua glanced at him and said, "You also believe in this kind of nonsense? How can a martial artist who can't condense a martial soul have such a cultivation at this age; I don't think it's that he can't condense a martial soul, but that the condensed martial soul is too powerful and deliberately hides it." ”

Thinking of the successive geniuses of the Qingzhu Sect in the past ten years, Xiang Hua had a gloomy face and said, "This is a way to protect yourself. ”

He sighed and said, "I didn't expect the entire Qingzhu Sect to be deceived by him, and I thought he was a waste, but in fact, it was us who were really wasted." ”

Xue Muyang smiled, and said with an unhappy face: "You can't say that, although he has strong talent, he is not your opponent with me." ”

Xiang Hua's eyes were blank, and he muttered in a low voice: "Not now, what about three years from now? What about five years from now? We will eventually be left far behind by him." ”

Xue Muyang was silent, just looked at Han Chuang in the field, clenched his fists, and secretly said in his heart: "Maybe in three or five years, I will not be your opponent, but now-"

In the field

Han Chuang threw out another golden flower, and instantly rose into the air, like a dragonfly dotting water, followed by a mass of flying golden flowers, and stabbed out a sword.

This sword was his fastest sword, and the sword light shone brightly, like a lightning bolt piercing the sky.

Helian Mo was busy dealing with the golden flower that attacked his body, and he didn't pay attention to this sudden sword - even if he did, he couldn't help it, this sword was so fast, so fast that human eyes couldn't catch the traces of the blade.

Helian Mo used all his life skills to cut off the last golden flower, the wooden sword, but it was silently placed on his shoulder, and the blade of the sword trembled slightly, cold as water.

"You've lost, Helian. A faint smile appeared on Han Chuang's jade-like face.

Helian Mo was silent, closed his eyes, as if he was caught in some kind of thinking, his fingers trembled slightly, his heart also trembled, and gradually, his whole body trembled.

The sword he was thinking about, the traces that rubbed in the air, and from these traces, he pieced together the trajectory of Han Chuang's sword.

But all this is meaningless, losing is losing, he can find 10,000 reasons to explain why he lost, but he can't change the outcome of losing a competition.

The judge's pen, automatically returned to his waist and was tied around his belt, buzzing as if to tell of their unwillingness.

At this moment, Han Chuang even regretted it a little, but he quickly became firm again, if he deliberately lost, it would be the biggest insult to Helian Mo.

Long

After a long time, Helian Mo slowly opened his eyes, his gaze like a sword, and he looked at Han Chuang, his face so obvious.

"yes, I lost, I lost, I lost again, I'm afraid I'm going to keep losing. He looked complicated, smiled wryly and shook his head, "I know you, I really don't know if it's right or wrong." ”

The unwilling howl of the war beast resounded in the sky, but it finally dissipated, and Helianmo's body returned to its original state, his face was pale, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his body shook and almost stood unsteadily.

Han Chuang hurried to help, but was pushed away by Helianmo.

"No, I can get out of the ring. ”

With that, he walked out of the ring, as he had just said, and walked out of the ring.

Staggering, staggering.

Taking the last step, he took a long breath, his expression was calm, but he was a little unwilling, clenched his fists, stared at Han Chuang, and asked word by word: "When did you learn to rain all over the sky." ”

Helian Mo understood that it was not Han Chuang's fast sword that really defeated him, but the rain that enveloped him and prevented him from using his martial arts to his fullest.

Yes, he was unwilling.

Han Chuang understood this unwillingness, and also understood the pain of losing a competition, patted Helianmo on the shoulder, and said lightly: "Yesterday, in the ring, I watched it once. ”

Concise, clear, and clear.

Helian Mo showed an incredulous expression: "You can learn it just by watching it once?"

Han Chuang smiled: "Didn't you hear Lin Ping say it?"

Helian Mo shook his head and said with a strange face: "I thought Lin Ping was telling a joke." ”

Han Chuang straightened his face and said with a straight face: "Do you think Lin Ping looks like a person who can tell jokes?"

Helian Mo looked at Lin Ping, who was expressionless on the sidelines, nodded seriously, and said, "People who can't tell jokes are like jokes when they tell the truth." ”

Han Chuang shook his head and stepped out of the ring, just in time to attract Su Wanrong's indescribable gaze.

It is as soft as water, but it is cooler than water.