His Xia Feihong's swordsmanship, called "Whirlwind Falling Leaves Sword", is like a wind, a breath, pay attention to the sword intent in one go, once it is displayed, fluttering and flickering, rolling, fast and superb, a sword is faster than a sword, such as clouds and fog, such as wind and electricity, ever-changing, making people unguardable.

But Qin Wushuang's style of play, unhurried and unhurried, he didn't make a sword for a long time, and when he made a sword, he hit the key point directly, which can be said to completely disrupt his fast pace.

To use a vulgar analogy, it's like when you are unraveling, you are urinating freely, and you are suddenly frightened by someone behind your back, so one after another, intermittently, bit by bit, how can you be happy?

At this time, Qin Wushuang didn't look like he was fighting at all, but more like he was walking outside his own yard, stepping on the "Lingyun Immortal Step", floating freely, as if all Xia Feihong's efforts had nothing to do with him in his eyes.

No matter how he attacked or robbed, not only could he not touch a corner of his clothes, but he couldn't even sweep Qin Wushuang's shadow.

And after Xia Feihong's three or four swords, Qin Wushuang would seem to remember when he would stab a sword casually. It's like walking in the yard and seeing a fallen leaf, and sweeping it away.

But just such a sword made Xia Feihong stuck before the peak was coming, and that hearty feeling of pleasure could never come.

"Whew!"

Qin Wushuang raised his hand, and it was another sword, this sword went around Xia Feihong's side and stabbed directly at Xia Feihong's ribs. Xia Feihong almost didn't have a mouthful of blood spurting out.

With these swords just now, he just found a little hearty feeling, but Qin Wushuang's sword suddenly made the imaginary pleasure in his mind burst like a bubble.

Xia Feihong is almost crazy in his heart, since his debut, with this "Whirlwind Falling Leaf Sword", I don't know how many opponents he has swept down, and I don't know how many strong people he has won.

Although, he has also been defeated and defeated by stronger opponents, but that is because the realm level is too far apart.

For example, last year, on the road from thirty-two to sixteen, he worshipped Wei Yi, the strongest young disciple of the Star Luo Palace.

That time, he lost so much that he had nothing to say. Because Wei Yi's realm is indeed much higher than him.

But right now, he felt that Qin Wushuang's realm was not necessarily much higher than him. I don't know where I learned these inexplicable, completely unreasonable sword skills, and the moves came first, which made him very uncomfortable.

From beginning to end, Qin Wushuang only made three swords, but as soon as the three swords came out, he was embarrassed every time, and all the momentum, all the brewing sword momentum, was completely stabbed by his sword and collapsed and disappeared.

Xia Feihong let out a long roar, took two steps back, held the sword trick in his hand, and said indignantly: "Qin Wushuang, what kind of trick are you using? ”

"What is the Sword of a Gentleman?" Qin Wushuang asked lightly.

"A gentleman is more upright than a sword, he is fighting for strength, he is the subtlety of sword intent, and he is the momentum of the sword and the dragon and snake, and your messy dealer style is completely the face of the swordsman. ”

Xia Feihong is really a little crazy.

Qin Wushuang sighed helplessly, and said with a smile: "Xia Feihong, with your realm, you are also worthy of talking about sword intent?" I said a long time ago that there is no strength or weakness in sword moves, and there are high and low realms. The gentleman's sword you are talking about, it is a child's trick. The sword is a weapon, a weapon of murder. You can't even see my sword intent, but you dare to talk about the subtlety of sword intent, you are really a fool. ”

Immediately, Qin Wushuang's face was solemn, and he said in a solemn tone: "Since you want to compete in swordsmanship, it's okay." Let's learn about the sword intent and see who can be called a sword walking dragon snake!"

After speaking, his wrist shook, the spiritual power was urged, and bursts of sword groans, like a long dragon roaring and a phoenix roaring for nine days, emitted bursts of heart-wrenching sword groans, and swung out in a circle.

Qin Wushuang waved his Ziyang sword and shouted, "Xia Feihong, I will let you use a full set of sword skills, so that the sword technique that you are proud of can be fully unleashed." Let's see whose sword skills are worthy of the word 'sword intent'!"

After speaking, Qin Wushuang's sword momentum was urged, and he locked on a range of 100 meters around him, completely enveloping Xia Feihong within the range of this attack circle.

Ready to go.

Qin Wushuang didn't attack, he waited for Xia Feihong to attack.

Since Xia Feihong felt that his swordsmanship was good, and that his swordsmanship was the momentum of the sword walking dragon snake, let him understand the power of Dugu Nine Swords and comprehend the real sword of the king.

"Whirlwind Falling Leaves Sword", once it is used, it is indeed powerful, Qin Wushuang only feels that the wind is raging all over his body, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, flying sand and stones, and the fallen leaves are colorful.

The ever-changing sword qi quickly attacked around Qin Wushuang's body.

Xia Feihong is extremely proud, since you Qin Wushuang have been entrusted with me and have been beaten by my radical method, then how can it be possible to retreat from this martial arts stage today?

Ninety-nine-eighty-one style swordsmanship, one sword conjures up ten swords, ten swords conjures up a hundred swords, constantly changing, constantly giving birth.

Qin Wushuang only saw a sword light in front of him, and with the naked eye alone, he couldn't tell where it was a person and where it was a sword.

However, in innate combat, how can we rely solely on the naked eye to observe the enemy's situation?

Qin Wushuang simply ignored Xia Feihong's pretentious changes, and the Ziyang Sword in his hand was like the sun in the haze, swaying freely, flowing like clouds and water, and the speed was fast, constantly handing out from his arm.

Since you want to play fast, then I'll be quick with you.

Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell...... The crisp impact sound, the tragic spiritual power collision sound, each collision is like a note, playing a perfect auditory feast, and at the same time deducing a perfect sword duel.

With each sword of Xia Feihong, he could conjure up countless illusory sword qi, but Qin Wushuang was not confused by those illusory sword qi at all, and each sword could accurately grasp the real sword and give a counterattack.

You have a sword, I have a sword. Qin Wushuang didn't have one more sword, and he didn't have one less sword. In the blink of an eye, sixty-four swords were brushed.

Xia Feihong really became more and more frightened the more he fought. Although he had ninety-nine eighty-one swords, at this time, he had obviously sensed that Qin Wushuang's methods were much stronger than he had imagined.

In the past, people used that kind of unconventional swordsmanship, obviously not because they were afraid of him, nor because they were worried about going toe-to-toe with him, but because they didn't care about being faster with him at all.

Be fast, Qin Wushuang can come first, and every sword can catch him with a sword. The start is slower, but the effect can be exactly the same, which shows that Qin Wushuang's speed is not lost to him at all. Xia Feihong was furious. But at this time, it was already difficult to ride a tiger, and he had to finish the eighty-one swords no matter what.

Qin Wushuang had already seen at this time that Xia Feihong was definitely poor in donkey skills.

At the moment, he was not in a hurry to fight back, but let Xia Feihong keep increasing his momentum, constantly urging energy, and his sword qi kept urging out.

But at the end of the strong crossbow, how can its momentum penetrate Lu Mianye?

When his eighty-one sword was finished, Qin Wushuang let out a light roar, and the Ziyang sword was handed forward, and the spiritual power was slightly urged, just stabbing Xia Feihong's wrist.

Laugh at!

Qin Wushuang stopped at the point, and after hitting his wrist, he immediately put away his sword, only so that he couldn't hold the sword in his hand without hurting his vital point.

Xia Feihong took off his long sword, and looked at the red on his wrist, which only hurt his skin, but not his muscles and bones, and couldn't help but be stunned, both admiration and gratitude.

Qin Wushuang was able to send and receive his strength freely under such a urgency, and this kind of control was really beyond how many heavy realms he didn't know.

In this duel in the ring, serious accidental injuries and serious injuries also occur from time to time. If Qin Wushuang had attacked with all his might just now, I am afraid that he could cut off his wrist in one breath.

But at the critical moment, the other party lifted the weight lightly, and stopped at the point, not only did not do his best, but he was able to handle it so well. It can be seen that the other party's sword skills and mind have reached a certain grandmaster realm.

Xia Feihong went from dissatisfied, to admired, to admired, and finally ashamed of being ashamed. He was ashamed of what he had just said.

The Sword of the Gentleman?

Qin Wushuang's words and deeds taught him to truly understand what it means to be a sword!

The gentleman villain, not in swordsmanship, but in mental art!

These twelve words kept circling in Xia Feihong's mind, sighed, and bowed: "Senior Brother Qin, Xia Feihong is convinced." Last year, I worshiped in the hands of Senior Brother Wei Yi, and I was convinced, and this year, I was defeated by your sword, and I am also convinced. He said that if Xia Mou had achieved great success in swordsmanship, he would definitely remember Senior Brother Qin's golden and jade words. It's a 'sword move has no strength or weakness, and the realm has high and low', little brother, I really don't have the realm, and I am ashamed. ”

Qin Wushuang not only won this battle, but also won the other party's convincing. Win people with swords, and convince people with virtue. This battle also allowed Qin Wushuang to accumulate a good fate and lay a reputation for it!

The second round of the competition was really exciting. Qin Wushuang and Xia Feihong fought with each other, although there were no core disciples to participate, but it made those disciples who used swords in the Star Luo Hall very addicted, constantly confirming the shortcomings and deficiencies of their own swordsmanship, and naturally benefited a lot.

Some disciples were even planning to seek advice from Qin Wushuang and ask for advice on kendo.

After all, Qin Wushuang's sword skills just now were certainly to conquer all the onlooker disciples of the Star Luo Palace, and those words he made in the way of the sword were also to conquer all the masters who used swords.

There is no strength or weakness in sword moves, and there are high and low realms.

The gentleman villain, not in swordsmanship, but in mental art!

What an incisive kendo insight!

Even those old guys, when they heard Qin Wushuang's sword dao understanding, they were also secretly surprised. Even Leng Qiuchi, the most picky Lord of the Four Halls, was shocked in his heart.

"This son, at a young age, how can he have such a grandmaster's bearing? This kind of bearing, that is, Wei Yi, whose cultivation realm is only higher than him, seems to be inferior. Although Wei Yi's realm is high, he has never had such a clever speech......"

The fourth hall lord sighed in his heart, and glanced at Tan Zhongchi, the second hall master sitting on the side, and felt envious of Tan Zhongchi for accepting such a good apprentice for the first time.

(To be continued)