Chapter Seventy-One: The Sword

Suppressing his spinning thoughts for the time being, Pei Ye pulled out his sword and began to practice the Cicada Sparrow Sword again. Now there are only two places left in this sword technique to ponder, one is still [Spread Wings] [Qingming], Pei Ye hopes to be able to use them freely in the martial arts; The two are the last two forms of the finch department, and Pei Ye is a little skeptical that there is a trick that he has not yet cleared, otherwise why is it far inferior to the cicada department.

The two days on the martial arts field are still the lectures of Cuiyumen, and after the end, they will be connected to the Qijiao Cave, and then there will be the Luzhou Poetry Club, and then the martial arts.

After such an afternoon, the people on the martial arts field gradually dispersed, the moon hung on the building, the cool breeze was dewed, Pei Ye looked up after wiping the sword, and the tall woman stood in front of him.

"It's time." The woman said.

Pei Li got up, rubbed his wrist, pulled a sword flower, and smiled at the woman: "Okay, come on." But for three days, you should be impressed. ”

Zhang Junxue only crossed the knife in front.

"I'm three lives, you have to keep less strength." Pei Ye reminded with a smile, and then the long sword turned, attacking with the cicada sword, and said, "Shang Huaitong, of course it's a clumsy kendo realm, right?" ”

Zhang Junxue glanced at him in surprise, clearly remembering that when he first saw this young man, he was only in the realm of a lifetime.

"Yes."

"And what's your strategy?" Pei Ye felt his steady suppression of the woman, "Hard power is not as good, and 'technique' is not as good." ”

"Are you looking for a chance to hold on, and then use those three knives?" Pei Ye recalled the terrifying second knife, "Can you let me see what the third knife looks like?" ”

“.”

"What's wrong? You can use it on me, and I'll see if I can block it. Pei Li suggested seriously.

"It's not. It's four knives. ”

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to re-examine this companion who had been practicing for a long time.

And a fourth knife?

"I can only get a fourth cut at the moment." Zhang Junxue motioned for Pei Ye to continue attacking, and said with difficulty, "These knives require too much physical strength. ”

I see, no wonder I exercise so hard every day.

Pei Ye nodded, and suddenly frowned: "So, are you planning to take revenge on Shang Huaitong in the martial arts?" ”

Zhang Junxue nodded silently.

"Can you kill someone on the martial arts?"

"No, you can't."

“.”

Pei Li remembered that the head of the sect said that martial arts were forbidden to harm people's lives.

At least that's the case with Bowang.

Severed limbs and crippled limbs are all right, because it is inevitable to leave no effort. And once it reaches this point, the victory and defeat are already divided, and there is no need to die.

Of course, there are also ruthless martial arts that kill people, and there are also murders in fierce battles. But the law does not lower the standard for these contingencies.

Because once this opening is opened, some things that are not accidents will become "accidents".

Before the promulgation of the law prohibiting the harming of human life, there were always four or five lives in each martial arts competition, and more than ten in a year, each of which was a well-reasoned "accident".

But after the law was given, it dropped sharply to one or two a year.

This kind of martial arts competition with a high overlap of participants three times a year and each time, if this restriction is not made, it will cause a lot of unnecessary damage to martial arts talents.

Therefore, in the face of the murder case on the martial arts, the attitude of the state government has always been strict and serious, even if Shang Huaitong did not use this method to cut the grass and root out the two of Zhang.

"You'd better do it with me." Pei Li handed over the trick in his hand and persuaded, "Let's not talk about the chance of winning heads-up, even if you can win, don't you have to put yourself in it?" ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Kill him off the field."

"How to kill?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Pei Li said, "I'll run around these days, probe and find a loophole." When the time comes, we will work together and have a better chance of winning. ”

OK. But if I don't succeed before the martial arts competition, I will come back to the martial arts competition. The woman muffled, "Because I'm actually better at this." ”

"Well, let's try it first, how about it?" Pei Ye shook the woman's knife with a sword, "You can use the third or fourth knife on me." ”

"I'll use the third knife first."

"It's fine." Pei Ye didn't hold it up.

"Here we are." The woman reminded her, and the wind suddenly whistled.

The first knife was the one against Cheng Jianghong that night, which was already powerful and was barely caught by Cheng Jianghong with one hand. Pei Ye faced this knife at this time, and he could barely resist with all his strength.

The second knife was the move that knocked Xiao Qiu's sword away a few days ago, and in the face of this knife, Pei Ye calmly took it with [Eating Leaves], and a total of twelve swords were released.

The third knife never appeared in Bowang City.

At this time, the martial arts field was empty, and under the night sky, a roar like a fierce tiger suddenly rose. Pei Ye took it again with [Eating Leaves], and this time he took out twenty-one swords in a row, which had almost reached the limit of his current ability, and his arm was numb.

Pei Ye signaled with his eyes that Zhang Junxue didn't have to stop.

The fourth sword is really like the wrath of the dragon.

[Eating Leaves] connected twenty-three swords, "Ding Ding Dong" connected into a piece of jade beads, and the twenty-three swords ended, and this knife was still amazingly powerful. Pei Ye finally crossed the sword, but fortunately, the woman stopped in time, and the young man's body flew out more than three feet. When he barely stood up, his arms were too weak to hold the sword.

Pei Ye gasped, looked at the woman, and showed a surprised and helpless smile, the hesitation of the three lives just now was shattered.

But in fact, his current pure strength is just over Xiao Qiu, Xiao Qiu was defeated under the second sword, and he can block the third knife, which is already very amazing.

"I don't think Shang Huaitong can really catch this." Pei Ye muttered, "You still have the strength, right?" ”

Zhang Junxue nodded.

"What kind of knife technique is this?" For the first time, Pei Li became interested in weapons other than swords.

"I used the method of "Stacked Waves" to make "Waist Chopping Knife"." Zhang Junxue said, ""Stacked Waves" is the knife technique given by Zheng Shou back then. I didn't practice it, but I watched it many times and memorized the techniques. In this way, it is possible to use a 'slash' that is four times more powerful. ”

“.”

This is easy to say, but it is extremely inconceivable to mix two sword techniques, one of which has not yet been learned.

Even if Pei Li doesn't know how to use knives, he can imagine the high talent of a woman.

Perhaps only her body can support this kind of knife skill.

Pei Ye rubbed his arm quietly, and suddenly said, "You practice the knife so hard, in fact, it's not just for revenge. Right? ”

Zhang Junxue raised her head, her eyes were as bright as stars.

"You've actually loved knives since you were a kid, haven't you?" The boy smiled, as if he had met a confidant, "Whether you have hatred or not, you will go down this road." ”

Zhang Junxue looked at him, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Yes." The woman's voice was clear.

(End of chapter)