The second battle was completely different, the sharp-eyed person looked at Zhou Yang, his hands were empty, between the grip and the kneading, the big hand was harvested into a real fist, and the bone joints were slightly protruding, so he knew that this person was a person who practiced fist and foot martial arts, not a person who paid attention to weapons.

With weapons as the major, most of the strength has to rely on foreign objects to display, it needs to be tempered for many years, basically the weapon does not leave the hand, it must be mastered, and the mellow feel. Bitter mutual tempering. If you look at what kind of weapons a person holds, you will know what you are cultivating. There are already dependencies.

With such hard work, if you don't master weapons for a period of time, your strength will drop by half.

Theoretically, there is no move and no style, and there is no sword in the hand, which is only a theory, and it is impossible to operate it in practice. In the actual fighting, it is completely impossible to do it.

Generally speaking, martial artists will only choose one martial art to major in because there is not enough time. It is also impossible to comprehend the realm of martial arts to such a detached level in a limited time.

For monks, that's pretty much the same.

However, the monk's main attack method is extremely powerful, and there are various magical powers with the power of heaven and earth. With such a high realm of martial arts cultivation, it is rare to be able to reach it, and when it reaches a high realm, it is a pity to abandon the tasteless food like chicken ribs.

Realm and martial arts are two things. Just like the depth of mana and the amount of supernatural powers, they are two cultivation directions. The most important thing for a martial artist is to break through the realm of qi and blood, which is fundamental, and the fighting skills can only be placed in the second place. Pay attention to martial arts, and the accumulation of qi and blood will definitely fall. Both of these aspects are very draining.

Zhou Yang can only look at the general situation through the observation of the previous battle, the other party's swordsmanship is not as tricky as the Chixiao Sect, it is mellow, or positive or strange and changes at will, what it looks like, it is clear what it looks like. But you can still see a few shadow tracks.

Whether there is a sword sect or not, the focus is on sword intent cultivation. As long as you comprehend the sword intent, the change of move is instantaneous. It's hard to see through, and you can't guess the other party's moves, so you can predict them in advance. Being able to see these trajectories is already the limit of Zhou Yang's vision experience.

At halftime, the defeated disciples of the Chixiao Sect also walked off the high platform, except for the weakened aura that seemed frustrated, there were no scars on their bodies. He put away his sword and stayed alone, not knowing what he was thinking.

While waiting, the atmosphere changed, and there was an indescribable meaning.

Xiao Yang and Mao Huai have their own plans, among which Xiao Yang kept stroking his beard, gently straightened his crown and hat, and his smiling face was full of confidence, looking in a good mood and great confidence. Mao Huai was pondering, and his expression had no joyful change.

Zhou Yang did not indicate the background and origin, and the other party was a disciple of the sect, such a name corresponded to a strong strength, in comparison, Mao Huai was naturally not confident in the first place, and he didn't have much hope, he just hoped that it would end peacefully.

Even if the disciples of the sect in the lowest level position walk the rivers and lakes and carry out training, they will only come out after cultivation, and it is not easy to deal with, and this reputation is indeed very great.

After a while, after the other party regained his energy, he slowly walked onto the stage, and Zhou Yang also raised his steps when he saw this.

As soon as he stepped onto the high platform, he saw more clearly the scars destroyed by the sword in the previous battle, carved into the stone slab material, as if the sharp claws of a giant beast had grabbed it, one by one, one by one, overlapping and intersecting, there were more than thirty ways.

It's hard to imagine that there weren't too many times when the sword touched the table just now, but in a short period of time, the sword was out so many times, leaving more than thirty sword marks, and the real sword attack was actually more than that.

"You don't use weapons?" the young man didn't ask directly, with some suspicion in his eyes.

"I'm not good at weapons, it's better to be empty-handed!" Zhou Yang slowly pulled away for a distance, there were nearly thirty steps or so, but he wanted some space to deal with it or to be able to observe in advance. If it was too close, it would be instantaneous, and he couldn't even see the slightest trace of that swordsmanship.

Although he is good at hand-to-hand combat with fists and feet, but the opponent's swordsmanship is superb, and if he can't see the number of roads clearly, if this distance is so close at the beginning, it will be detrimental to him.

Seeing that Zhou Yang was so far away, even if he jumped with all his footwork, it would take a few breaths to arrive, and the young man did not come close, and when he measured and stopped, he said: "Although you are empty-handed, I still have to use a sword, don't say that I am a bully!"

This distance was measured, and as a courtesy, it was given to Zhou Yang. This young man, who is also a strong-willed man, did not waver, and still held the long sword and did not let go. Separately, I would like to remind you that you will not take the initiative to give up your advantages.

Martial arts fighting, in fact, as long as it is not too powerful foreign objects, whether there are weapons or not, the gap between this is still relatively small, and the long sword that Zhou Yang faced has not reached the level of spiritual weapons, but all soldiers and swords are not strong in spirituality, and they are not considered to bully people with treasures.

Zhou Yang nodded his head lightly, didn't say anything more, condensed his mind, and waited for a sword to strike. His most powerful martial arts is undoubtedly the Sanding Divine Fist obtained by adventure, and the emphasis is on sudden explosion, the more power he accumulates, the more powerful the power of the explosion is to restrain his qi and blood. With such a gathering force, the posture and aura of the whole body are different, and the spread of qi and blood fluctuations is thick, and there is a threat of encountering a huge beast.

Sensing this change slightly, the disciple of the Sword Sect closed his gaze, shook his hand, and jumped with force under his feet, and rushed over!

This person has rich combat experience, and he can't even panic with a quick sword move, so he will definitely not give Zhou Yang a chance to accumulate extra strength.

His sword is as white as snow, and the cold white and cold light can arouse skin reactions, and when people face it, their eyes can't help but pay attention to this sword, and there is no extra line of sight, so it is really a sword like a canopy for a while, and everything is white.

This shift of gaze is an instinctive reaction in the face of danger, and one can only focus on the approaching threat. At this moment, Zhou Yang also heard the trembling sound in his ears, and there was no noise either.

Syllable!

A series of reactions, stomping to exert force, changing directions, and then recoiling, Zhou Yang moved, and the person acted as if he had been ejected, extremely fast, and urgent!

Cut in from the side and hit it with your shoulder.

In a very short time, the two of them got close, and the sword moved back to defend, and it seemed that he stabbed a sword into the air at will, and he didn't aim at Zhou Yang, but he just interrupted the attack, he wanted to fight in close quarters like this, just to send his own flesh and blood to hit the sword blade.

As soon as he closed the distance, Zhou Yang suddenly stopped, lowered his head and bent down to avoid it, and the person suddenly became short and shrunk. Jumping up again, it was as abrupt as a dwarf animal pounced up, punching his face, not a normal speed of getting up and turning, and there was a momentary acceleration.

Bow your head and bend down and turn back, if the speed is one, Zhou Yang accelerates and jumps, like a frog jump, and it is at least level three. In a short period of time, Zhou Yang's actions gave everyone watching the battle the feeling that he was bouncing activities.

The bounce is short, and the explosive power is full!

The speed of the fist is obviously faster than the speed of the sword move, the opponent immediately leans back, releases the center of gravity under his feet, and turns in a circle in the air, the sword roars, making it like a spinner and exploding splash, piercing the hand than a long thorn, and can slash and kill with a sword.

This rush out, the short body jumped and slapped the face, which was also Zhou Yang's explosive kung fu, which was not used in the attack, it was musculoskeletal coherence, the moves were fast, and everything was grabbed directly, which was no worse than the danger of the opponent's sword.

Because it's too fast, it's hard to react. It gives people the contrast of being in a trance and disappearing without a trace. So the other party is the defensive swordsmanship of the Great Circumference.

A sword flower in the void was not finished yet, and Zhou Yang continued to snatch it. His eyes were like electricity, and he grabbed his ankle with his hand, and shook it like this, crackling like a noodle.

Thrown to the ground, the joint popping sound clicked!

The sound was tragic, Mao Huai, Xiao Yang and the corners of their eyes twitched at the same time!

Hit the ground, Zhou Yang still wanted to come a few more times, causing more damage, it is best to directly divide the winner and loser, the other party fish stepped forward together, came to a sit-up, head and feet level, with a wave of the sword, to cut his throat, so that he had no choice but to let go.

In this way, the body is rolled back, the abdomen and waist are forced, he looks back like a snake body, and one move probes the clouds out of the fog, and the two swords go back and forth, both in a horizontal direction. actually came to a reversal, turned the head and feet of the body upside down in the air, and then rotated, swishing, like a shuttle flying needle and threading, the sword rushed directly.

Zhou Yang retreated sharply, the light of his face flashed like a slice, and his face was cold with streaks. A few steps back, pulling away again, he touched it with his hand, there was no blood, and he felt a little afraid.

Fortunately, there was no sword, but it was sensed by stimulation, otherwise it would have to be cut and broken, and there would be no face to see people.

With the distance, both sides were ready to re-prepare, and did not break out into a fierce battle again, moving to each other, appearing very cautious.

Everyone in the audience also had a moment of contemplation.

"What a fierce fight! I can't imagine that I can fight like this without weapons!"

However, it was indeed a bit unexpected, and even the disciples of the Sword Sect squinted slightly, making a kind of danger signal.

The wrist moved slightly, and the sword pointed and shook wildly, showing that he still had the ability to fight, but his clothes were dirty, showing his embarrassment just now.

"What's your name?" he said for the first time.

"Zhou Yang!"

"Good!good!good!In Xia Xiao Sheng!" The young man said three good words in a row, and said with a burst of energy: "Since I came out, I have been in contact with sword cultivation masters, and I can't imagine that fist and foot martial arts can be so powerful!"

"Xiao Sheng!" Zhou Yang's first thought was a little guessed about his relationship with Xiao Yang, which may be because he is not related.

"You came out of the mountain gate, you have a reputation for the sect, but all sword cultivators want to find you to compete with you with or without the sword school's swordsmanship, and secretly ponder, it is rare to meet other martial arts warriors!" Zhou Yang said with some understanding: "My martial arts can only be regarded as second- or third-rate! Without the support of marrow transformation, there is still a lack of continuous explosive ability! You will walk the rivers and lakes in the future, but you can't be too eye-catching and above the top." ”

The situation that Xiao Sheng faced, Zhou Yang could also imagine, similar to Zheyang Ling, both of them had a bad reputation. Therefore speak of persuasion.

"Taught!" Xiao Sheng listened to these words.

The two of them talked and moved as they walked, walking in a circle on a high square platform, and this distance was still maintained. Zhou Yang didn't want to take the initiative to attack, he wanted to see a little sword move to make a preemptive attack. Not willing to be reckless at first. And Xiao Sheng faced an opponent like Zhou Yang for the first time, at the beginning, the opponent felt that he relied on the long sword weapon and had an advantage when he played empty-handed, but through the fight just now, such an ease became a headache.

Zhou Yang was empty-handed, but it gave him a feeling of not slippery, which was more difficult to start than facing the Nine Kills Sword Technique of the Chixiao Sect.

In fact, all fists and feet are kung fu, and they attach great importance to timing and outbreak moments, just like the culling of the beasts, one pounce, one move, one overturn, the battle is over, and there is no superfluous. Zhou Yang is deeply cultivated to such a point, with the qi and blood method of qi and blood explosion supply, the most powerful thing is the short-term opportunity to explode, plus the body method, the fists and feet have the advantage of minions, and the heaviness is thick.

Fist and foot martial arts versus swordsmanship, that is their own strengths. Xiao Sheng was also woken up, and he didn't dare to take carelessness lightly.