Chapter 222: How Do You Know I'm Not a Swordsman (Ask for Subscription)
After Nangong Yang lost to Yue Tianlin, there were only twelve people left on the scene to maintain a winning streak, and the game also entered the final exciting stage at this time.
Round 68.
Ye Liushuang to Situ Changkong.
The scene was in an uproar, and everyone's expectations for this game were no less than the previous swordsman battle. Although the Four Heavenly Kings are high, there is always an impulse to break authority in human hearts.
So everyone wants to take advantage of this scene to see if the rising rookie is qualified to challenge the Four Heavenly Kings.
In the ring, the sword was full of energy.
Situ Changkong showed unprecedented attack power, simple and neat body style, and swordsmanship that hit the target directly. He didn't make any extra moves, everything was just to win.
"The sword of heaven and earth nothingness. ”
Suddenly, Situ Changkong's movements were slow, not slowing down, but slowing down. A huge sword aura like lightning flashed through the void, passing through Ye Liushuang's body in an instant, as if it had already appeared there.
Wang Zuying showed a shocked face, if the other party used this trick against her, she probably wouldn't even have a chance to resist.
"Good swordsmanship. ”
Ye Liushuang's body appeared on the other side, and his cold face was slightly moved.
At her level, there are not many masters in her generation who can move her. Among the rookies, Yue Tianlin is counted as one, and Situ Changkong is also counted as one.
Rumble.
The blue light in the sky hung down, and if you looked closely, it was clearly a thick sword light, squeezing the three-zhang radius where Ye Liushuang was located, and the qi wave hissed even more, as if it had been cut into countless pieces.
"Shadow Walk. ”
The light and shadow passed away like water, as if the ground was shrunk into inches, and Ye Liushuang appeared three zhang away, and this unpredictable peerless light skill made many people's eyes bulge.
Without giving Situ Changkong time to react, Ye Liushuang flickered twice, and he had already arrived in front of the other party, and his slender palm turned into a Dao remnant and attacked the opponent's eighteen big acupoints.
Sonorous and sonorous......
In a series of sparks, Situ Changkong blocked the twelve palms. Seeing that there were still six palms slashing down, I saw that his body was folded in a way that violated the laws of the human body, head and feet, and then bounced up violently with the help of waist strength, and the long sword stabbed out fiercely.
Bird of Martial Arts.
The distance between the two sides was no more than three feet, and it was difficult for anyone to react at such a sword speed. But Ye Liushuang's speed was too perverted, and it flashed three times in a row, and when he went around the back of the other party, it was another palm.
"Kill by wood. ”
Sen Leng sword qi condensed into a line, and the pressing cold light seemed to pierce the air. Situ Changkong's sword swung backwards, like a woodbird chasing through the hard bark of a tree, breaking through the shadow of his palm. Just looking at this sword light, many people's skin turned cold, and a chill appeared as the tip of the sword hung above their heads.
"What a sharp swordsmanship. ”
At this moment, even the city lord of the Empress City showed a different color. This Situ Changkong must have calculated the difficulty of the flowing frost, and everything before was just to pave the way for this killing sword.
The exclamations came and went, and before they had time to think about whether Ye Liushuang would lose, everyone's eyes were suddenly affected by a bright light and shadow. The light and shadow obscured the sword qi, but he could vaguely see that it had been pierced.
"Very good, in this competition, you must have a place in the top ten. ”
Ye Liushuang stood in the distance, half of his sleeve was torn, revealing the lotus arm that deceived the frost and snow. She hadn't been so frightened for a long time, just a little, just a little bit that she lost to the other party.
The audience gasped for heavy breathing at the same time, Situ Changkong, who was seven levels of breath, actually had the strength to challenge Ye Liushuang, what a talent this is, you must know that the difference between the two is two realms.
"Frost Fist. ”
Putting away the only contempt she had, Ye Liushuang mobilized her strength, and a layer of white true qi condensed on her fist, and finally formed an ice crystal sphere, which was pushed forward by her.
The Frost Huadian of the Empress City is the same as the Huangquan Gong of the Xu Family and the Drifting Rain True Scripture of the Drifting Rain Building, both of which are second-rate high-grade grades, and once the cultivation is successful, the internal force has its own frost attributes, which has the terrible effect of freezing the human body.
I saw that a long white channel appeared in the place where the ice ball passed, and ice particles fell from the passage. This is caused by the influence of the water molecules in the air by the internal forces of the frost.
Situ Changkong slashed the ice ball with a sword, and as a result, a terrifying cold air spread, and in an instant, Situ Changkong's internal force operation was blocked.
Bang bang bang.
The light and shadow moved, Ye Liushuang didn't give the opponent a chance, and at the same time as he performed the shadow step, the Liushuang fist smashed out again and again. Soon, a cold white mist rose from all corners of the ring.
Mo said that Situ Changkong was in the middle of it, and even many of the heroes in the audience took dozens of steps back before they could thrillingly dispel the chill in the internal force.
In the fifty-seventh move, Situ Changkong was knocked off the stage, half of his body was covered in frost, and only his face was expressionless like dead wood.
The restraint of the frost internal force on him is too serious, and he can only exert five or six percent of his strength in the back, and he is undefeated.
"Ye Liushuang wins. ”
The referee's voice brought back everyone's consciousness, they looked at Ye Liushuang who was looking down on all beings, subconsciously looked away, and when it landed on Situ Changkong, their hearts were full of admiration.
That's right, admire.
The qualifications of the Four Heavenly Kings are already the top in Qingxue Prefecture, and to be able to fight to this extent with a difference of two realms, Situ Changkong is amazing enough.
Not long after the end of this game, Lin Gaofei, the eldest disciple of the Poor Family Gang among the Four Heavenly Kings, ran into Nangong Yang.
Losing to Yue Tianlin did not make Nangong Yang lose his fighting spirit, but became more and more crazy, even in the face of Lin Gaofei, he had no intention of admitting defeat.
"Your swordsmanship is useless to me. ”
Lin Gaofei was heroic, standing motionless. When Nangong Yang's sword qi attacked him, a pair of eyes were full of essence, and he quickly grabbed to the left side.
Under the violent impact of palm strength and sword qi, Nangong Yang flew backwards, but Lin Gaofei didn't even move the corners of his clothes.
Without the habit of seeing the moves, Lin Gaofei strode away, and a domineering momentum like magma erupted from his body, shocking the four seats.
This is the monopolistic artistic conception of Duhegong. If Ye Liushuang's frost artistic conception is to suppress the opponent physically, then the dominant artistic conception is to oppress the opponent from the will.
At least Nangong Yang was suddenly hit by this blow, and he only felt that the battle intent in his chest was extinguished by three points.
"Dominate the worlds. ”
The huge fist was wrapped in Gangfeng, ignoring the distance, and hard shook Nangong Yang's shadowless triple kill. As a result, in the continuous blasting sound, not only the sword qi collapsed, but even the shadowless artistic conception was shattered, exposing Nangong Yang's position.
"Poof. ”
Rubbed by the tumbling energy, Nangong Yang staggered and half-knelt on the ground, his chest wet with blood.
"This son is strong enough, but it's a pity that he didn't show mercy. ”
Welcoming Panasonic, the honest master made comments on Lin Gaofei.
Humility Daoist smiled and said: "Profound martial arts have always had a subtle impact on people's temperament, if this son is not domineering enough, how can he comprehend the true meaning of the martial arts he has learned?"
The two consecutive defeats of the rookie camp have once again established the unbreakable dominance of the four kings, and now almost no one believes that someone in this class can shake the status of the four of them.
Even Yue Tianlin, who is hidden as the first rookie, can't do it.
"Brother Shi, I don't know what your goal is?"
Wang Zuying suddenly walked to Shi Xiaole's side and looked at him with a smile.
"I never set a specific goal for myself, I just want to win the game in front of me. ”
Shi Xiaole said with a smile.
"Oh?"
Wang Zuying's mood couldn't be calm. The other party's answer is both reasonable and unexpected.
It makes sense because it's an 'official' answer. I said that it was unexpected because there were many ways to understand this, and I don't know if there were four heavenly kings among the objects he won?
Shaking her head, Wang Zuying felt that she was thinking too much.
Indeed, Shi Xiaole has created miracles again and again, every time beyond imagination, but no matter how magical it is, there is a degree. If you can defeat the Four Heavenly Kings even if you are two levels lower, then you are a god.
Of course, Wang Zuying believes that Shi Xiaole still has hole cards. Not to mention anything else, the other party doesn't even use a sword, but she has seen the other party's swordsmanship in Dragon Castle.
I just don't know, has Shi Xiaole's swordsmanship reached the level of the four great swordsmen?
"In the seventy-third game, Shi Xiaole left Guan Duli. ”
As soon as she thought of this, the referee's voice sounded in her ears, and Wang Zuying couldn't help but get excited.
In her eyes, Guan Duli may not be the strongest of the four swordsmen, but he is the most dangerous. She wanted to know how Shi Xiaole could win the game in front of her.
Flying into the ring, Guan Duli was already standing opposite.
"You're very good, but it's a pity that you're not a swordsman, otherwise you and I can fight to your heart's content. ”
Guan Duli had a Chinese face and a beard, and he looked younger than he actually was, and while speaking, he held the hilt of the sword in his right hand.
Unlike others, he did not participate in the competition to make a name for himself, but only to compete with masters of the same level and realize his own shortcomings. In his heart, the best opponent was not the Four Heavenly Kings, but the genius swordsman Yue Tianlin.
"How do you know I'm not a swordsman?"
Few people can understand Guan Duli's thoughts, but Shi Xiaole is an exception, with his current realm, he can easily feel a pure state of mind from the other party's swordsmanship.
It can be said that Guan Duli is one of the few opponents on the scene who is worthy of his seriousness, not because of the strength of the other party, but out of respect.
"What did you say?"
A resolute, unrepentant, and firm sword momentum erupted from Guan Duli's body, and the air seemed to be cut into thousands of parts by the invisible sword qi, making a continuous sound that made goosebumps rise.
Laugh at!
It seemed that someone flicked the blade of the sword lightly, and at this moment, a sword momentum that was so sharp that it made the scalp tingle, as if it could pierce the sky, rushed out from Shi Xiaole's body. In front of this sword momentum, Guan Duli's sword momentum was torn open like a bag, and it was wantonly dispersed, turning into a violent wind.
"What's going on?"
"What a powerful sword momentum, he, he's actually a swordsman?!"
The crowd suddenly let out loud screams, and everyone had a deep look of shock on their faces.
Those who knew were no better, they knew that Shi Xiaole was using a sword, but they couldn't believe that his swordsmanship had reached such a terrifying level.
"Hahaha......"
The black hair raised slightly, and after Guan Du was stunned, he suddenly laughed out loud and said happily: "Brother Shi, you are very good!"