"Please!"

Zhao Cheng is also a horizontal sword and responded.

Chen Fengben thought that he had made sufficient preparations, and had conducted a lot of targeted training, thinking that he was already strong enough, and he was not afraid of Zhao Cheng hitting him in the head.

But when he really faced Zhao Cheng, he was still taken by Zhao Cheng's momentum.

Even if you know that it is just a competition, even if you know that the other party is using a wooden sword, it will not be life-threatening, but there are some things that you can't be afraid of.

Sharp!

At this time, in his sense, the wooden sword in the other party's hand seemed to have taken off its wood and turned into a divine weapon that was enough to cut off gold and iron.

He knew that it was a mental delusion, but it was very difficult to overcome it.

At the same time, he finally understood that he still underestimated the other party.

He also knew that Zhao Cheng's spiritual world had already given birth to a sharp edge, but he had discussed with his friends who had worked with Zhao Cheng that according to the other party's remarks, if he was prepared, this mental illusion was not difficult to overcome.

It wasn't until this moment, when he faced it personally, that he knew that he was wrong.

At the same time, he also felt that his friend was really a little inflated, you call this not difficult to overcome?!

He almost believed it!

How did he know that Zhao Cheng had to fight four battles every night for more than ten days, sharpening his edge, which was called a happiness.

At the same time, at the spiritual level, the basic swordsmanship has broken the limit of the tenth level and entered the realm of the grandmaster, not only the spirit is further refined, but the sword theory of the spiritual world is also more pure and subtle.

With all these things added together, Zhao Cheng's edge in the quiet room half a month ago and half a month later is no longer the same thing.

Half a month ago, he felt like a man on his back at most, but now, if ordinary people have not stepped into the threshold of cultivation, it is impossible for them to have the courage to take out a sword in the face of him.

In a sense, he already has a bit of a sense of surrendering without a fight.

Fortunately, Chen Feng is not an ordinary person, he has been practicing swords all year round, and his will is firm, even if he is like a man in his head at the moment, all kinds of feelings in his heart are reminding him of danger.

But he still has the courage to draw his sword.

It's one thing to fight or not, and it's another thing to dare to use a sword.

Stop!

Chen Feng took the lead in taking out the sword, and it was at this moment that Zhao Cheng's spirit was reluctantly condensed to the apex, and then, it directly surpassed the apex.

The blood of war is on! Super Sense On!

The pressure that Chen Feng brought to Zhao Cheng was not enough to make Zhao Cheng's heart agitate to the point that his eyes were bloodshot, but Zhao Cheng's eyes were still a little red.

At the same time, the world became extremely slow in an instant, and Chen Feng's sword, in Zhao Cheng's eyes, was full of flaws.

Zhao Cheng took out his sword, his sword was obviously not much faster than Chen Feng, but it was the last to come.

Crackling!

At this moment, Chen Feng only felt that a light flashed, it seemed to be moonlight, and it seemed to be sword light, but in the venue, where did the moonlight come from, and where did the sword light of the wooden sword come from?!

Then, he felt his neck tingle, and his whole brain was empty at this moment.

"My head was chopped off?!"

He seemed to be thinking, but he felt that his mind seemed to be unable to turn.

"What?"

And at this moment, the students outside the field are also a little stunned at this moment.

It was just a move, Chen Feng was sealed by a sword, and he was defeated in an instant, such a result was something that no one expected.

Everyone thought that in the face of the prepared Chen Feng, Zhao Cheng would face a hard battle.

But the reality is that one move can make the difference.

"What?!"

The students watched the excitement, but the instructors saw the doorway.

Because I was talking about Zhao Cheng before, when Zhao Cheng came on the field, all the teachers paid more attention, and then they really saw the amazing scene just now.

When they saw this scene, many instructors couldn't help but feel excited.

Fortunately, they were all standing, and if they were to sit, they would all get up from their chairs in shock.

"Mastery-level swordsmanship?!"

"Half a month from beginner to proficient, where did this monster come from?!"

"What's even more amazing, isn't it his prediction, obviously with a similar speed, but he did the last to come first, almost avoiding the opponent's sword, and sealing his throat with a sword, as if it was rehearsed."

"This kind of eyesight, this kind of prediction, it's open!"

The instructors whispered, and their heartbeats accelerated a little at this time.

It's not that they haven't seen a big scene, but this scene is really unseen.

Half a month ago, Zhao Cheng's performance, they saw it in their eyes.

The style of play is extremely sharp, and to a certain extent, it even completely covers up all kinds of flaws, but the sword goes sideways, after all, it is not a long-term solution, and it is just a temporary power.

And this time, in just half a month, Zhao Cheng's style of play has changed to a different style, no longer the sword when the strength is insufficient, but dignified, with pure swordsmanship, to suppress the opponent.

"So, I'm a disciple of Zhao Cheng, and I have the posture of a sword hero!"

At this time, Wu Nian's heart was beating a little fast.

During this time, he knew Zhao Cheng's progress, knew that Zhao Cheng's swordsmanship had already entered the mastery, but he didn't expect that Zhao Cheng's playing style had also made a leap with the progress of swordsmanship.

From the evil way to the royal road, it will only be half a month!

The progress of swordsmanship is just that, and the transformation of this fighting style is the most commendable.

The progress of swordsmanship can only be said to be a good talent, and the change of style can show a person's heart.

Many people, when the strength is insufficient, the sword goes sideways, which is true, but when the strength is enough, it still can't be converted, and it is still this style, so it is a big problem.

"That's it! The victory and defeat have been decided, the students on the field, let's go down first. ”

In the end, it was Shi Tianyi who spoke, which stopped everyone's discussion, and at the same time woke up Chen Feng on the field, so that the sword test could continue.

And this time, he immediately made the original preparation, if Chen Feng lost, he would challenge Zhao Cheng's seventh place, and immediately extinguished the idea of challenge.

The gap is too big, his swordsmanship is only at the same level as Chen Feng, they generally win or lose between six or four, he is six, Chen Feng is four.

Chen Feng lost in one move, and he estimated that it would be the same.

Not everyone is like Qin Tailai, who has the mind to do what they know they can't do.

Knowing how to advance and retreat, in fact, is not bad, as long as you grasp the degree and master it well, it is no worse than knowing what you can't do.

The worst thing is to do big things and spare your life, and forget your righteousness when you see small profits.

The sword trial continued, but at this time, most people's attention was no longer on the field, but on Zhao Cheng.

They can't help but wonder if there really is such a big gap between people and people?!

At the same time, I am also thinking about whether I can do this if I change to Li Qingmeng, who is the strongest in the kendo class.

As for the answer, it is obviously not possible.