Chapter 32: A Terrible Sword
The sixth and last batch, a team of people came out at the same time, and Wang Qifei and Feng Qingyang were impressively listed.
Feng Qingyang found Wang Qifei as soon as he entered the Muren Array Square at the beginning, but both of them belonged to the type of indifferent and did not like to talk, so they just exchanged glances with each other, and then carefully looked at the younger generation who participated in the assessment in the previous batches. When it was the turn of the two, Feng Qingyang saw Wang Qifei looking at him at a glance, and stared straight at Feng Qingyang, of course Feng Qingyang didn't admit it, and looked at him.
"Do you still remember the ranking battle after joining the sect?" the cold but but voice came out of Wang Qifei's mouth.
Seeing this, Feng Qingyang smiled indifferently: "Naturally." ”
After answering, Feng Qingyang walked straight to the assessment area, and with the referee's disciple Dan's order, the two of them almost took out their swords at the same time.
The sword light in Wang Qifei's hand flashed, and the true qi silk was wrapped in the sword, and the speed was like a ghost, and a sword slashed at the leg joints of the machine wood man, and in an instant, a sword split the left leg knee of the machine wood man.
Rumble!
The wooden man fell in response, and the cut marks at the joints were very smooth.
"Shhhh
The young generation who watched the assessment couldn't help but gasp.
"I'll take it, this person is too fierce, and he will abolish the wooden man with a sword. ”
"I know this person, Wang Qifei from Yuezhou, who received a yellow-level five-star mission in the Bounty Hall of Shanhai City a few days ago, and successfully completed the mission and came back. ”
"Are you sure you're not kidding me? That's a yellow-level five-star mission!"
"Of course not...... Wait a minute, this brother, how do you explain this teasing?"
"Ahem, ahem, this is funny......"
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On the other hand, on Feng Qingyang's side, he did not pursue the ultimate speed, quickly slashed the Trap Wood Man, did not use the slightest True Qi, and after pulling out the double swords, he fought against the Trap Wood Man purely with swordsmanship.
Looking at the clear wind and the breezy appearance, the young generation who passed the assessment on the side was more anxious than him.
"Just now that one sword defeated the machine wood man, I thought the swordsmen were all so simple, what's the matter with this person, he didn't even move his true qi, did he want to be hammered to death by this machine wood man. An impatient young man watched the wind swing his sword slowly, scratching his head with one hand.
"Shhh The thin young man on the side seemed to see something.
The wind on the field is clear, slowly waving the dragon sword in his hand, just now he looked at the field for a long time, and found that this wooden man seems to be vigorous and powerful, but in fact, because of the huge body, the action is not necessary, the move is ruthless, and the recruitment is slow, thinking of this, Feng Qingyang wanted to try a swordsmanship that a swordsmanship master had taught him in his previous life, and he had an idea, and after arriving on the field, he experimented, and it really had a miraculous effect.
After drawing the sword, Feng Qingyang did not make a quick move, but walked to the attack range of the machine wood man, waiting for it to hit it with a punch, the sword body touched the fist surface, the body swung slightly, and dragged the huge fist of the machine wood man to the back, unloaded the force, and pushed back with the sword with his right hand.
Back and forth several times, in the eyes of outsiders, the wind Qingyang's moves are slower and slower each time, and each time it is more and more powerless.
"Is this kid's body hollowed out, and he plays a sword so slowly, I almost fall asleep. ”
"It's weird that this man wields a sword. ”
"You see, although he moves very slowly, the machine wood man can't touch the corners of his clothes at all, and he doesn't succeed in hitting once, and he just swings his body slightly, although his swordsmanship is slow, but it is graceful and chic, his feet have never left the ground, and he hasn't even used a trace of true qi. ”
"It's really weird. ”
“...”
This Tai Chi sword technique is the previous life when Feng Qing has not yet become a sword saint and an old Taoist sword sect on Sanfeng Mountain, the old Taoist sword sect passed on to him, the essence of Tai Chi sword is that it is light and soft, continuous, heavy will not gravity, and it is the unique martial arts of Sanfeng Sect in the previous life, and it is as famous as another martial arts Taijiquan.
The Tai Chi swordsmanship is too advanced and profound, and it is difficult to improve it at will, so that it is suitable for the martial arts system of the Tianwu Continent, so it cannot use true qi, and can only use swordsmanship.
However, the Tai Chi swordsmanship that the heavy people see now is only the tip of the iceberg of this swordsmanship.
The practice was almost the same, and Feng Qingyang didn't plan to continue to consume it with the Organ Wood Man, as the huge fist of the Organ Wood Man roared, Feng Qingyang met it with his sword again, but this time he did not remove the heavy force of this punch, but the sword body turned and slapped at the Trap Wood Man in reverse.
Disheveled!
The wooden people were all forced, and they were directly lifted out five feet away by this sudden huge force.
"My God, why did this kid's strength suddenly become so great, and this mechanical man was directly beaten so far. ”
"I want to know if I can still take the test with you here?"
"Unbelievable, unbelievable. ”
The young people present were stunned by Feng Qingyang's sword, and after a moment of silence, they began to discuss it enthusiastically. Wang Qifei, who was originally cold, was also touched by Feng Qingyang, and his eyes flashed with surprise.
The referee disciples on the side were also so shocked that they couldn't speak, and they all forgot to announce that Feng Qingyang had successfully broken through.
"Senior brother, I've successfully broken through. Feng Qingyang saw that the referee disciple was stunned, so he reminded him.
Only then did the referee disciple react, and immediately said in a loud voice: "Successfully broke through." ”
After listening, Feng Qingyang came to the place where the young generation who passed the test stayed, waiting for the start of the second ring assessment.
Looking at the back of Feng Qingyang leaving, the referee disciple looked at the wooden man lying on the ground in the distance, and shook his head with a wry smile: "What kind of monsters are these groups, then Wang Qifei cut off the wooden man made of golden willow wood with a sword, this sword is even more exaggerated, and the wooden man weighing more than a thousand catties will be pumped away five zhang away with a single sword, and the condensation realm has such strength, it is really terrifying, it seems that those inner disciples are going to have a headache." ”
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"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!" On the top of the Taibai Snow Mountain, the elder of Dao Tianzong surnamed Zhou used three wonderful words in a row to describe his excited mood at the moment.
Although the elders on the side also saw the hidden mystery of Feng Qingyang's sword just now, they didn't see the specific wonder, seeing that Zhou Daoren was so excited, they all asked: "Zhou Yuanji, where is the magic of this kid's sword, I didn't understand it too much, but you said it." ”
"Hahaha, undefeated brother, you can also see the sword of that kid just now, your Taibai Sword Sect is the best at swordsmanship among my nine sects, and you must also know the doorway. Zhou Yuanji didn't answer in a hurry at the moment, and smiled at the side of the eyebrows, with a trace of thought in his heart.
Invincible and Zhou Yuanji's old friends for decades, how can he not know what this old guy is, and immediately waved his hand impatiently: "Go aside, you want to explain, you want someone?"