Just as Suo Wenhong was wailing "which fool wrote this war letter", the Seventh Prince had a brief exchange with the guards in a special way. He first sent a message to his four guards: "You haven't seen the real Jinfa Cultivation fight, take a good look at it this time, don't really misjudge the opponent's strength in the future - at least don't be like the Drifting Cloud Chen family." Then, there was a hint of respect in his tone: "Master Xiao, which of the two sides do you say has a better chance of winning?"

Among the guards, the tallest man with a somewhat old face also used the same method to transmit: "I have never seen the elite of the law make a move, so I dare not judge." But what is certain is that the junior named Wang Qi is very confident - he obviously didn't take this competition seriously, and still finished his daily homework at his own pace before coming, and his usual heart is already better than His Highness's friend. ”

"Friend, no, no, no, since Ran San'er worshiped in the Ethereal Palace, then he is not my friend. Wen Huang's voice was indifferent: "In today's Fa Xiu, there are no friends. ”

After saying this, he suddenly came to his senses and looked at Chen Feng in fear. I heard that the disciples of Yangshen Pavilion are the best at reading minds, so they won't be seen anything, right?

"Xiao Lao", who guessed the thoughts of the Seventh Highness, came with a reassuring feeling: "It doesn't matter, this newly unearthed ancient secret technique is not something that can be cracked by these modern laws and foreign ways. ”

At this time, both sides of the present and French sides had already entered the venue. Chen Feng glanced at Wen Huang and the others strangely. He sensed the unfriendly feelings on the other party's body and asked, "What's going on with these local Taoist friends in Shenjing?"

Ran Yingwei snorted: "My friend, I've been waiting for a day." ”

Wait for a day in vain, so there is resentment?

Chen Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. As time went on, Wang Qi seemed to pay less and less attention to this fight. Today, he urged the other party to come early in the morning, but Wang Qi insisted on helping him finish today's count, and ate again, and then rushed here with the attitude of eating after eating.

This kind of thing is done like this, he Chen Feng feels that his face is dull and embarrassed to see people!

Wang Qi didn't feel embarrassed. If it was seven days ago, he might have taken it seriously, but during these seven days, he studied with Feng Luoyi every day, and was gradually infected by the self-confidence of this peerless carefree.

Treat it with a normal heart, and don't mess up your own pace because of anything, and slow down your own footwork.

Also, it's fun to let this group of idiots spend a day outside Shenjing City. Well, that's it.

Wang Qi never thought about weakening the other party's morale from beginning to end.

He stood in the middle of the field to prepare for the event, and at the same time asked, "Well, you said how to fight me, right?"

Suo Wenhong sneered: "That's right, but it seems that the junior brother is determined to choose martial arts......

"Ten. ”

When he heard Wang Qi say this word coldly, Suo Wenhong couldn't understand the current situation: "What does 'ten' mean?"

"I'm going to hit ten. Wang Qi pulled out his long sword with his backhand and pointed at the other party casually: "Let's come together, a grand event." ”

Chen Youjia pointed out coldly behind his back: "There are only eight notaries, and there are only seventeen including the audience." ”

The Wanfa Sect disciple who was already ready to fight Wang Qi was furious: "I don't need ten, I can beat you to the ground by myself!"

"Don't you know my name?" Wang Qi asked with interest, "You all know my name, right?"

"Wanfamen, Gong Shu. The boy drew his sword, and the word "book" came out, and the sword was pierced.

Wanfamen pursues subtle swordsmanship, and all of the disciples are good at swordsmanship, and they also understand the importance of seizing the opportunity with a fast sword. Wang Qi still stood there loosely, the sword in his hand seemed to want to attack the long sword, but the tip of the sword missed the opponent and let the opponent stab.

Just as the long sword was about to stab his wrist, Wang Qi's hand suddenly trembled. Then, the sword in his hand seemed to be half-alive, "shaking his head and tail", and hit the center of gravity of the opponent's long sword just right.

This swordsmanship is not very impressive, but the key is to be proportional - not to be wrong.

Wang Qi's sword earned a gap of "one sword" for himself. His sword penetrated into the gap of this "sword", and then continued to stab hard!

It is still stabbed at the point of the method force, and the moment of the arm is still accurately calculated, and the opponent's long sword is pushed out of the gap of the "one sword" again by the most ordinary means.

The corners of Gong Shu's eyes jumped, knowing that he was careless. His cultivation is not high, but he always has it in his eyes. Although Wang Qi's sword momentum is ordinary and ordinary, two consecutive swords have torn apart his offensive with extremely accurate proportions, and they are both Cheng Dù who can tear apart the "one sword". If he attacks a little harder, Gong Shu has his own sword skills honed in the Ten Thousand Methods Gate to fight back. But the gap that Wang Qi tore was too small, and it was a close dangerous check-in, so he couldn't use his strength to fight back, so he could only interrupt the offensive and return to the sword to fill the gap.

This is a clever "one law to break ten thousand laws"!

Gong Shu retreated, Wang Qi bullied further, still stabbing out at random.

The third sword!

This sword tore through Gong Shu's sword momentum again. Gong Shu gritted his teeth and desperately made up for the sword momentum. However, Wang Qi's long sword always ignored the three inches of his chest, which made him unable to perform countless exquisite sword moves. The two of them thought faster and faster, at first it was still a turn-based move, but later the fast sword only dispersed like a stream of light, dazzling to see, almost out of breath.

No, Gong Shu is not almost out of breath, he is really out of breath. The tip of Wang Qi's sword was always dangling in his chest, no matter how he changed his moves, he couldn't get rid of it, and he couldn't cut off this sword that didn't cost his life!

Such a clever method to break through ten thousand laws, where did he learn it!

All the Ten Thousand Fa Sect disciples present had such questions.

One method to break ten thousand laws requires not only superb arithmetic, but also extraordinary vision and vision. Our swordsmanship has been repeatedly tempered in the door, but this kid has never been to the Wanfa Gate at all, and there are very few recorded battles, where did he learn it!

Gong Shu was ruthless, took two steps back, and the long sword slashed diagonally, slamming towards Wang Qi's long sword. Wang Qi's wrist turned, and the long sword shifted slightly, and every time it brushed with Gong Shu's long sword. In this dense rain-like offensive, the sound of the two long swords clashing turned out to be long-Wang Qi actually let most of the opponent's attack with just his wrist!

"Gong Shu, come back!" Suo Wenhong frowned. Wang Qi's current swordsmanship has greatly exceeded his expectations, and Gong Shu has missed the opportunity to take the lead by underestimating the enemy, and now there is no point in continuing.

Gong Shu retreated sharply. However, Wang Qi advanced faster than him.

Wang Qi took two steps forward, let Gong Shu go, shook the long sword in his hand, and the sword qi was condensed, overwhelmingly winning everyone on the other side.

"I said, I'm going to fight ten!"

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I'll just say why I wasn't affected by my aunt last night...... It turned out that a chapter was swallowed out of thin air......

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