Huashan and Quanzhen have their own strengths.

Huashan swordsmanship is full of strange moves, light and elegant, and the sword moves are tricky from multiple angles, and they seek victory in danger. The third senior brother of Huashan is deeply aware of the essence of swordsmanship and danger, and every time he goes out with a sword, he strives to attack it unprepared, and hit its vital point.

The true swordsmanship is completely different, and the emphasis is on being upright and steady. In the face of the opponent's dazzling sword moves, the drunken sword moves are one-on-one and decent. Although the sword moves are ordinary, they occasionally mix some strange moves to catch the opponent off guard.

In fact, the Huashan sect is also a believer, and it can be traced back to a branch of the Quanzhen Sect. And it was created by the drunken master, Hao Datong, one of the seven sons of Quanzhen. Hao Datong's swordsmanship is superb, and he already likes to create new moves from the decent swordsmanship, which has achieved an unexpected effect. Later, after several generations of improvement and breakthrough in Huashan, the swordsmanship became more and more powerful, which can be described as a miracle victory, and the victory in danger.

But no matter how many changes there are in swordsmanship, it always changes. For Drunken Qianyan, a disciple of Hao Datong, although the opponent's sword moves are complicated, he can see at a glance where the main purpose is, so that he can calmly crack it. On the other hand, all the internal strength of the Quanzhen Sect is focused on recovery, and the last thing to fear is to fight with others, so the longer you fight, the more advantageous it is.

The second senior brother on Huashan's side became more and more uncomfortable the more he fought, and every time he always felt that he could end the battle, the opponent was dangerous and dangerous. From the beginning to the present, he has been fighting for more than half an hour, his internal strength has been almost exhausted, and the sword moves have been repeated several times, but the opponent is still calm and relaxed, and he is unhurried to fight with him.

He knew very well that the swordsmanship of the Quanzhen School was not as good as Huashan's, and if he tried his best to attack at the beginning and gave up his own defense, he would be able to win without thirty moves. It's a pity that there is no regret medicine to take in this world, because I was too careful, I missed the best opportunity to win, and it was very difficult to turn the tables.

Zhang Xiaoping didn't see the battle in front of him, but from the few moves just now, he instantly saw the doorway, knew the strength of both sides, shook his head and sighed: "We Huashan are going to lose." ”

The sword walked down the third road, put one hand on his forehead to cover the light, and was stretching his neck to look at it with relish, and when he heard the words, he raised his head and said: "How is it possible, you see our third senior brother of Huashan, the sword moves are sharp, the attack is fast, eight out of ten moves are all attacking us, and the advantage is obvious." ”

After a pause, he said: "Xiaoping, don't stay in the room in the future, see more and learn more to increase your eyesight." I have already recorded it just now, and the data shows that our Huashan not only has more attacks than the opposite side, but also has more sensitive movements, which is one-third more than the second senior brother of Quanzhen. What does this mean, it shows that we are suppressing in all directions, and there is no possibility of losing at all. No matter how strong the defense is, there are times when there are negligence, it depends on how stable the second senior brother of Quanzhen can be. ”

Zhang Xiaoping thought for a while and said: "What you said is also reasonable, a person's mentality can also determine the direction of things, and look, if the true mentality collapses, we Huashan will not be able to win." ”

"Cut!" Jian walked down the third road and grinned: "You are still not optimistic about our Huashan!" Why don't we make a bet, if Huashan wins, you will accompany me outside for a month, except for the emergency call of the mountain gate, you are not allowed to go back to the mountain, how about it? ”

Zhang Xiaoping smiled: "Yes, what if Huashan loses?" ”

Jian walked down the third road and said: "How can Huashan lose, if I lose, I will retreat and practice martial arts for a month, and I will never go down the mountain without a master's task!" ”

"That's it. Look, there's still a dozen moves left at most to decide the winner. Since the second senior brother of Quan Zhen has been so stable, there is no reason to collapse at the last time, and Huashan is lost. Zhang Xiaoping said softly.

There was no need for ten moves at all, but after just three moves, the third senior brother of Huashan was already impetuous, completely gave up defense, and used a pure attack version of Baihong Guanri, intending to land with one move.

As soon as this move was used, he even saw that the sword was wrong when he walked down the third road, and said hurriedly: "How to use this move, it is obvious that the opponent's defense is very stable, the third senior brother is too anxious!" ”

Zhang Xiaoping patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't you see, the third senior brother has exhausted his internal strength, if he doesn't fight again, he will still lose." Next month, you can practice well! ”

Sure enough, after this move, Hua Shan was no longer able to return the sword, and was put on the shoulder by Quan Zhen's backhand sword, ending the fight.

Jian walked down the third road and pulled the hem of his small flat clothes, and said with a bitter face: "It's over, the secret realm, I can't get in now." ”

Zhang Xiaoping said with a smile: "It's a first-order secret realm, what's the point." Let's take me to earn some money first. ”

The sword walked down the third path and said: "The first-order secret realm produces a large amount of silver, and it is enough for you to spend a year at a time, isn't it much faster than walking a dart?" ”

Zhang Xiaoping's eyes shrank and asked, "Really?" ”

The sword walked down the third road and said angrily: "I lied to you? There are posts everywhere on the forum, the first-order secret realm is rich in silver taels, go once, as long as you don't memorize it, you can earn thousands of taels. You do the math, how much money-making time you can save to practice! ”

Zhang Xiaoping suddenly smiled evilly, gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't say it earlier, let's go!" ”

Before the words fell, the sword walked down the third road and felt that his collar was lifted, and then the whole person flew up, and when he looked up, he saw that it was Zhang Xiaoping who carried him from the tree with one hand and swept into the crowd like this, like a cannonball.

Before the "little ......" sword walked down three roads, Zhang Xiaoping lifted his breath again, stepped on the shoulders of the two unlucky ghosts and flew up again, and the huge force directly trampled the two people to the ground, maybe the shoulder blades were stepped on or not.

Originally, the bet between Huashan and Quanzhen was which side won, which side could score two people at a time, and the other side could only enter one person. Here, Zhang Xiaoping walked down the three roads with his sword and flew over, obviously to break into the secret realm, how could everyone agree. Without waiting for Zhang Xiaoping to get closer, all the Quanzhen disciples drew their swords one after another, forming a sword forest, trying to stop the comer.

The sword walked down the third road and didn't expect Zhang Xiaoping to break through at all, at this time his brain was still in the stage of panicking, and suddenly saw a sharp blade of Bai Sensen erected, and his heartbeat stopped for half a beat, and he couldn't help screaming.

Zhang Xiaoping saw a sword forest, but his face was expressionless, he took out the steel sword from his waist with one hand, and swung it quickly towards the sword forest below several times. After a "clanging" sound, he used the power of these swords to rise again. These ups and downs are very beautiful, like a butterfly dancing like a flower, it seems to be slow and fast, and it is in front of the secret realm in an instant.

Before the secret realm, there was only one drunk Qianyan left, and he watched Zhang Xiaoping getting closer and closer, but he didn't care, just casually raised the long sword in his hand and put on a loose starting pose. It's just that if someone looks closely, they can see that the muscles of his whole body are tense, his pupils are shrinking, and he even holds his breath.

He knew that being able to lift a person with one hand, leap over more than thirty meters, and instantly break through the interception of so many disciples of Quanzhen, this person's skills, eyesight, and reaction ability were definitely much stronger than the third senior brother of Huashan just now.

Zhang Xiaoping has seen the fight of the drunken thousand deaths, in his eyes, the swordsmanship of the Quanzhen Sect is exquisite, but it is a pity that it is too neat, and it requires strong internal force to exert great power, and at this stage they can only consume.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaoping didn't care about these true disciples at all, and he was drunk and killed.

"Bell!" With a crisp sound, Zhang Xiaoping walked down the third road with the sword and rushed into the secret realm, leaving only the drunk Qianyan still looking at the trembling blade in a daze.