The nine-ring knife is fierce, and the young man with tendons and flesh on the opposite side is not a soft egg, the thick-backed knife came out of the sheath with a bang, and swept upwards with the knife in both hands.

With a loud bang, the blades of the nine-ring knife and the thick-backed knife were slashed together, and the sharp-eyed ones could see the sparks splashing everywhere, and at the intersection of the two knives, the two knives cut out a tooth-sized gap, and then the two of them never retreated, and the knife was cut to the ground, which was the most fierce fight in several rings around, but after more than a dozen moves, the boy was obviously unable to continue

"Purely in terms of martial arts, it is still the nine-ring sword man who is more powerful, but the basic potential, the thick-backed knife boy has won a lot, this is not enough, look at the traces of his knife skills, he should have been instructed by a famous master, in my eyes, even if he loses this battle, he has a better chance of entering Qingbo Lake than that big man. ”

Huang Fuxu secretly commented and pondered, as he expected, the boy was repelled by the nine-ring knife in the twenty-third move, and his viscera was faintly injured, but the knife hand of the Knife Grinding Hall gave the boy a wooden knife token after receiving a handwritten letter, which was a sign of entering Qingbo Lake in the future.

"This can also work, Damn, this kid's martial arts in the same realm are far worse than I was at the beginning, are the people in the Knife Grinding Hall blind?"

Xiao He's eyes widened, looking at the nine-ring knife man with a look of loss and some sympathy, in his opinion, this young man's foundation is good, and his sword skills are okay, but he is far from being outstanding, such a person can also enter?

When Hua Gong heard this, he smiled coldly, looking at the people in the Knife Grinding Hall full of disdain, and he didn't know if he had experienced anything, "Don't you see, this kid should have been decided a long time ago, as the first game in this ring, a quota must be given, otherwise how can everyone have the enthusiasm to go on stage?"

Lu Zhe had a different opinion, "Not really. This young man's martial arts foundation is good, and the traces of his sword skills remind me of a famous sword master in Xi'an County before, Yuan Qiongli, Chongyue's sword posture is worth seeing, but it is the nine-ring knife, but it relies on the power of the knife to disturb the opponent's mood, and the inferior means cannot be elegant. ”

A few people were still appreciating, Huang Fuxu looked at the crowded crowd and the surroundings, and said, "You guys spread out, don't get together, there are a hundred rings, there are always powerful people who fight, watch and speculate more, meet a suitable opponent, and go on the field to verify it." ”

Huang Fuxu's voice fell, Lu Zhe and the others scattered with the flow of people, and the Shenhuo Master also shook his head and left, I don't know where he went, the battle the day after tomorrow was really boring, it was not very attractive to them, and there was not much to learn from, it was more valuable to find some innate battles.

Huang Fu Xu is watching the next acquired martial artist holding the Yanling knife on the stage, continue to observe the battle, martial arts are from low to high, layer by layer, in the past he has crossed the realm of the day after tomorrow in just a few months, in fact, it is not a good thing, although the foundation is much more stable than the martial arts in Yuzhou, but in Zhongzhou and even other martial arts states, it will appear weak, and now is the opportunity to check and fill in the gaps.

This is not all, although he is a knife wizard, he has also practiced the method of fast knife in Zhongzhou, but the formal practice of knives, or the decision to take the knife road, is after coming to Yuzhou, some basic things are only half-understood, there is no teacher to teach, took a lot of detours, and now in the face of these acquired knife hands, but can imprint themselves, and the benefits to themselves are immeasurable.

In this way, Huang Fuxu observed one after another battles of acquired swordsmen, there were times when he was happy to gain, and there were times when he got nothing, but he was not in a hurry if he didn't gain anything, and he would always see some shining points when he looked for other battles in the ring.

These swordsmen who went to the ring to participate in the battle, their martial arts were different, their strength was different, and the good and the bad were uneven, but Huangfu Xu was strong in being able to see his excellence from a waste body, for example, a person who practiced fast knives before, not to mention the speed of the knife, may not be able to catch up with the person who practiced heavy knives, it can be said that this person has no future at all in the way of the sword.

But Huang Fuxu saw something else from this person's knife skills, that is, order, order, the speed of the fast knife is not fast, which is equivalent to the waste of more than half, but this person is ingenious, the knife is like a weaving net, the starting point of each knife, the landing point of each knife, has the meaning of his existence, and it is by no means a random slash.

Until the end, weaving into a knife net, the opponent is firmly bound, it is difficult, the enemy has to exhaust his mental strength for every knife, calculating whether the knife will be a trap, and has to slow down the knife speed, which is also in the hands of this person, and finally dragged to death, and the person who walks the fast knife wins this game.

At that time, the martial artists who were watching around questioned the fairness of this game, and even suspected that there was a black-box operation, but they were refuted by the people of the Knife Grinding Hall, and in the end, it was not done, and the person who practiced fast knives also got a precious wooden knife token.

Huang Fu Xu went around and around, watched at least thirty battles, and sometimes rose, Huang Fu Xu would hide his name, suppress Xiu Wei to participate in the war, and only use the basic knife technique to fight the enemy, and when he saw the moves, he also won a few games, but he was not valued by the assessment and selection personnel of the Grinding Knife Hall, and he failed to get the token.

Calculated along the way, plus the tough boy in the first game, only four people got the passage sign of Qingbo Lake, which shows the strictness of the selection.

Consciously harvested well, Huang Fuxu turned to the battle ring of some innate martial artists to observe, and his eyes were also wide open, all kinds of sword techniques emerged in an endless stream, and the types of true qi attribute power were also of different sizes, compared to behind closed doors, such an exchange battle was really beneficial.

"Hey, I didn't expect Chen Anhua to be here. Huang Fuxu walked around, running around with the flow of people, sometimes stopping, and coincidentally saw Chen Anhua fighting a young man in the ring.

On the field, the young man's saber was faintly cracked, and the clothes on his body were also very shabby, but the sword technique was solemn and simple, the moves were rigorous, and the foundation was extremely strong.

Opposite him, the long knife in Chen Anhua's hand has a good texture, and the knife technique is also very fancy, but in Huang Fuxu's opinion, it is the same thing, Tongxin Pavilion has never been famous for its knife skills, Chen Anmin Mei Fanghua and his wife are also good at swordsmanship, and if they can practice to this extent, it can be regarded as Chen Anhua's own talent.

Even so, the young man who is the enemy of Chen Anhua is far from his opponent, the knife technique is only a part of the strength, after cultivating the Qingluan Jue of Tongxin Pavilion, Chen Anhua's true qi is very powerful, each knife is attached to the power of the true qi cutting light, the corners of the young man's mouth are bitter, his eyes are dull, he has practiced knives since he was a child, and he has practiced penance for several years, but he is not defeated by the good family background of the second ancestor, and no matter how good his attitude is, he can't control it.

Huang Fuxu watched the young man's demeanor and will gradually become depressed, sighed lightly, and felt a little sorry, if this young man couldn't overcome the hurdle in his heart after this battle, the whole person would be wasted.

It's not that there is no counterattack in this world, it's not that there is no grassroots rise, Skyhawk Qu Ao, this is a typical representative, but such characters may not appear for decades, those who are in an advantageous position, who can have great achievements, are still those who have a background and power.

Like himself, if there is no Huangfu family, even if he relies on the system, it will not be as smooth sailing as now, if he wants to be the leader of the Heavenly Star, it is more than ten times more difficult, and all the martial arts he shows will also be coveted by others, and if he is not careful, death is a luxury.

"But this world has never been fair, if you want to achieve something, you have to fight for yourself, to take, sigh, complain, always a loser. ”