Chapter Seventy-Three: Sword Fighting (4)

There is no doubt that today's Zuo Lengchan has not been carried away by his own powerful force, and still maintains a heroic calm and cautious, knowing how to pick up the "soft persimmon" first!

Hengshan Sanding is full of women, and the most aggressive Dingyi is the least, the skill is too shallow, and the idle, quiet and obsessed with Buddhism, do not like to fight, although the skill may not lose to Lu Bai, Fei Bin and others, but to talk about the actual combat of the competition, it is bound to be far less than Lu Bai, Fei Bin and others often lick the blood of the experience of the people, the fighting spirit is firm.

But at this time, Lu Bai had already opened his mouth to invite the battle, and Dingxian was the reputation of Hengshan, so he had to respond to the battle, "Poor Ni's swordsmanship is clumsy, I'm afraid it will pollute Senior Brother Lu's eyes..."

As soon as Dingxian and Lu Baifu fought, they each used their own swordsmanship, and saw the tricks between attack and defense, and the clever moves came out one after another.

Lu Bai made a move to attack, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

Dingxian is a defensive counterattack, the Wanhua Sword Technique is unfolded, and the silver-filled lotus sword aperture firmly resists Lu Bo's Huo Huo sword light that crashes on the shore, and his attainments of "hiding needles in the cotton" are far from being comparable to Dingyi, and the "silver-white sword lotus" around Dingxian is not only tough and good-looking, but also faintly with extremely sharp spikes.

Every time the long swords of the two of them slashed each other, the light long sword of Dingxian would be swung a foot apart, but with Lu Bai's strong strength, the heavy black sword in his hand was also swung a few inches!

Cheng Bu, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but sigh: "If Dingyi has such extraordinary skills as Senior Sister Dingxian in the 'Mianli Hidden Needle Technique', I will never be able to break through her defense, and I will be shocked by the strength of this trick's counterattack and internal injuries!"

"That's not necessarily!" Feng Buping frowned, his eyes signaled that Cheng Buxian looked at Zuo Lengchan and Mo Da's expression, only to see Zuo Lengchan's eyes firm and full of confidence, while Mo Da was expressionless, but inadvertently his eyes were a little worried, so he asked Yue Buqun: "What does the head of the family think?"

Yue Buqun shook his head, but said in a firm tone: "Dingxian will be defeated!" If it is against Shang Ding Mian, Dingxian can still hold one or twenty more moves, but against Shang Lu Bai, Dingxian may not be able to hold out for fifty moves..."

Without looking at Feng Buping's surprised gaze, Yue Buqun continued: "You only saw the Songshan sword technique in Lu Bai's hand, but you didn't carefully look at the footwork under his feet, what is the difference between it and Ding Mian's footwork when he used the Songshan sword technique? And Lu Bai is different, although the Songshan swordsmanship in his hand is also majestic, but the way of attack is to faintly avoid the front, obliquely cut in, and then with the opponent's body shape change and turn around, change the direction, and cut diagonally again, so it is more like a flexible cavalry formation, even if it has a strong attack power that does not lose and the foot phalanx, but always rationally avoid the frontal confrontation with the enemy, and repeatedly attack the enemy's weak parts, which can undoubtedly tear apart the enemy's defense line faster!"

Cheng Buxian followed Yue Buqun's suggestion, took a closer look at Lu Bai's shooting habits, and couldn't help but be surprised: "That's really the case! Lu Bai can always avoid the strong counterattack of Senior Sister Dingxian's 'Hidden Needle Trick' in time..."

Feng Buping slowly bowed his head: "Ding Mian is strong in skill, and Lu Bai pays more attention to the footwork and body of tossing and turning, as well as the timing and direction of the shot!

Sure enough, as Lu Bai's offensive position changed, the severity of his shots was different, which not only invalidated many of the sword moves defended by Dingxian, but also most of his strength to urge the counterattack of the "Hidden Needle Trick" was lost, and a lot of power was consumed in vain.

After forty moves, Ding Xian was already sweating, and the sword moves in his hand slowed down slightly.

Seeing this, Lu Bai immediately stepped up his offensive, and made a heavy hand around Dingxian's body, and finally swung Dingxian's long sword in the forty-sixth move, broke through Dingxian's defense, and took advantage of the moment when his empty door was exposed...

So far, the Hengshan faction is the first to go out in this sword competition!

Next, Zuo Lengchan sent Fei Bin to invite the head of the Taishan faction, the head of the Tianmen Daoist.

The Tianmen Sword is like its people, square and strong, but it lacks flexibility. If he avoids the real and fights the false, and delays his wandering, he can still fight with Fei Bin for more than fifty or sixty moves, but he doesn't want to lose his momentum, so he actually fights Fei Bin with a hard fight, attacking against attack!

Fei Bin's sword was even more fierce than Ding Mian, and it only took more than 30 moves to shake the Heavenly Gate into a floating breath. After a few moves, Tianmen was already bleeding from the corner of his mouth and was defeated.

Of course, the internal force of Tianmen's Dao Gate is not given in vain, and Fei Bin, who won, is also restless, his five organs are shaking, and it is not appropriate to do anything with others in a short period of time, which can be regarded as automatically disqualifying.

No matter how ugly the face of the senior brother of Yujizi is, the Taishan faction can only be helplessly out!

Subsequently, as Yue Buqun and Great Expected, Zuo Lengchan sent Ding Mian to challenge Mo Da, even if he couldn't expel the Hengshan faction, he could also test his great martial arts.

It's a pity that Mo Da is not the sloppy old man later, although Mo Da is now silent and has no leadership strength, but in his heart he also hopes to carry forward the Hengshan faction, and he may not have the intention of competing with Zuo Lengchan, so he will naturally not hide his clumsiness and admit defeat.

In this battle, Ding Mian can be said to go all out, the black sword in his right hand is vertical and horizontal, the fist palm in his left hand is transformed, and the move is crowning Qianjun, and the offensive is not fierce!

But it's even more fierce!

It is hard to imagine that a taciturn person, once he draws his sword, it is as if he has changed person, and the sword light is as fast and fierce as a storm.

The two sides attacked each other, and in a short time, Mo Da showed his profound attainments in the thirteen swords of the ever-changing clouds and mist, like countless fine sword lights that seemed to be real and illusory, as if they wanted to drown Ding Mian's fierce sword moves with overwhelming momentum. And although Ding Mian was slightly downwinded, he was not in a hurry, his body was calm and abnormal, and he did not hesitate to use the seventeen ways of Songshan fast and slow, the black and broad long sword was fast and slow, ten swings and ten uniques, horizontal and vertical slashing...

This is a battle against strength with skill, a battle against Shen Xiong with lightness, and a battle against reality with fiction!

In Yue Buqun's eyes, this was a battle of the comprehensive strength of the two of them, integrating their respective internal strengths, swordsmanship attainments, and fighting experience.

If you talk about the power of swordsmanship, through Zuo Lengchan set Songshan faction people to introduce new Songshan swordsmanship, it is already a well-deserved first in Wuyue.

However, the swordsmanship is dead, but the swordsman is alive! When the disciples were still in the beginning of learning the swordsmanship, the fierce and domineering Songshan swordsmanship could indeed occupy a certain upper hand in the actual combat competition. But when it comes to the stage of masters like Mo Da and Ding Mian who can learn and apply their own swordsmanship alive, and even change for no reason, it is impossible to win easily just by relying on their arrogant and ferocious momentum!

When two real swordsman masters with similar strength duel, the strength and weakness of the swordsmanship learned by both sides are insignificant, and even the slight gap between the two sides in swordsmanship is only the superiority and disadvantage of the upper and lower winds, and the key to the final decision of life and death lies in on-the-spot play, in "improvisation"!

On the surface, this is similar to a "brain flash" or "flash of inspiration" at a critical moment, but it is by no means that simple. After all, unless the "pig's foot halo" is always in the body, no one can always maintain a state of "flash of inspiration", and an occasional "flash of inspiration" may not necessarily determine the direction of victory or defeat. As the saying goes, a quarter of an hour on stage, ten years off the stage. The duels of swordsmen may sometimes be very short, but they are actually extremely complex and subtle, involving various soft and hard powers in terms of each person's internal and external skills, the experience of fighting in the rivers and lakes, the strength of psychological quality, the degree of firmness, and the strategy and tactics of strategy. Moreover, as both sides let go of their worries and do their best, they will gradually forget everything in the outside world, and the sword duel will be sublimated, and the swordsman's consciousness will enter a certain mysterious state, which is a deep-seated competition with spirit and spirit as the core!

Obviously, at this time, Mo Da and Ding Mian have abandoned distracting thoughts and made every effort, although they have not yet entered the mysterious state of the spirit and spirit competition, but they are also completely forgetful, and they don't know how to show mercy, if they want to divide the winner and loser, the winner will certainly not be able to stop it, and the loser will either die or be injured!

Zuo Lengchan's gaze was unprecedentedly solemn, and his majestic body gradually tightened, ready to stop the fight at any time. Liu Zhengfeng stood up even more suddenly, his face full of worry. Even the other three factions watching the battle had serious faces, Ding Yi was stunned, his eyes did not blink, Ding Xian, Ding Jing couldn't bear to show his eyes, and he couldn't stop proclaiming the Buddha's name...

After seeing thirty moves, Mo Da's faster and faster sword moves gradually stabilized, but he had already reached the limit of his current sword speed, but the changes in his sword moves became more and more virtual and real, and there were many phantoms.

Finally, at the thirty-ninth move, the great sword light burst into the range of Ding Mian's sword momentum, and instantly left seven sword marks on his chest, abdomen, shoulders, arms, etc.

Ding Mian's upper clothes were shattered, and the blood mist was flying, but he still maintained a trace of clarity, endured the severe pain, and the black sword swung violently, slashing the long sword in Mo Da's hand, which had already slowed down slightly, and he himself was also thrown backwards due to lack of strength, and he narrowly avoided Mo Da's follow-up sword moves.

In the blink of an eye, the victory and defeat had been divided, and Liu Zhengfeng, who was outside the court, breathed a sigh of relief, and the gloom on his face disappeared, turning into deep joy. Zuo Lengchan's posture that had been secretly preparing to make a move was also loose silently, and he could see it very clearly, the seven swords that scratched Ding Mian were not heavy, even if Ding Mian failed to block the sword moves behind him in time, he would end up seriously injured at most, and his life would be fine.

Step...

Ding Mian landed heavily, and then took three steps back, stepping on several green bricks, barely standing firm, but he spit out a mouthful of blood!

After this slowdown, Mo Da was already able to restrain his sword moves, and gradually converged the internal strength of Hengshan Zhenyue Jue, which was running at full strength, and his momentum dissipated, and he exhaled a breath of turbidity, before he arched his hand to Ding Mian on the opposite side, and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't stop it for a while, and I hope Senior Brother Ding will forgive his sins!"

Ding Mian just spurted out a mouthful of blood and looked terrifying, but in fact, he used this to expel the internal strength that invaded the meridians from the Mo Great Sword, and at this time there was no big problem, and he was looking down to carefully inspect the seven narrow sword marks on different parts of his body. Seeing that its length and size were the same, he couldn't help but look solemn, and his secret Dao Moda's attainments in the thirteen swords of the ever-changing clouds and mist were extraordinary, and he lost unjustly. Listening to it very politely, Ding Mian has always been calm, and there is arrogance in his heart, if he loses, he will lose, and if he wins it back in the future, he will not mess around. Immediately, while quickly pointing out his fingers and stopping the bleeding on his body, Ding Mian replied sincerely: "Senior Brother Mo is a step ahead, Ding is ashamed!"