Chen Long's expression was extremely solemn, but Xiao Chen shouted: "Senior Brother Chen Long takes me three swords!"

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The first sword!

Chen Long hurriedly blocked it with his sword.

Clang!!!

The deafening sound of sword collision sounded, and a huge force struck, and it was when Chen Long's old strength was exhausted and the new force was not born, he couldn't resist it immediately, and was shocked back a few steps away by the strong force, the tiger's mouth was numb, the blood of the whole body was boiling, and there was a sharp pain in the internal organs, and the body turned over the river and the sea.

I have to say that Xiao Chen seized the opportunity too well, it was the time to break through Chen Long's "Thirteen Styles of Clear Wind" swordsmanship, and when Chen Long's heart was shocked, he fought back strongly.

Not only that, but his counterattack brought out three swords in a row, and these last three swords were the decisive swords, which consumed all the internal qi in his body.

Without waiting for Chen Long to recover, he rolled several times in the air, and when he landed, he kicked hard with his right foot, swayed up, and slashed condescendingly again.

Second sword!

This sword, like a mountain falling from the sky, carries the momentum of ten thousand jun!

Clang!!!

Chen Long barely raised his sword to block, and immediately stepped on the ground with both feet as if he had been hammered, and slid more than ten meters away under the hard stone wall!

The whole body was shocked by the strong force, the sour numbness was incomparable, the body turned over the river and the sea, the blood boiled, and a force rushed up from the straight up, unbearable, immediately opened the mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the corners of the mouth were full of blood.

Xiao Chen chuckled, and the whole person landed on the ground and jumped again, turned into a figure, and chased after him with a sword.

I saw a flash of sword light, but in the eyes of everyone, it was as if I saw a mountain peak, rushing straight towards Long Chen!

Rumble!

This sword, Chen Long was difficult to resist, a sword was shocked dozens of meters away, fell to the ground, couldn't stand, his face was pale, obviously seriously injured, like a heavy hammer, there is no strength to fight again!

Chen Long is defeated!

"Ding!"

System Prompt:

Defeat Chen Long, one of the top ten disciples of the Huashan Upper Court, and reward 10,000 combat experience.

The three swords were slashed out, Xiao Chen was hearty, the internal qi in his body was exhausted, and his face was a little pale as overdrawn, but his eyes were extremely bright and his expression was excited!

In this battle, whether it was seeing the moves, or cracking Chen Long's "Qingfeng Thirteen Styles" swordsmanship, or even seizing the opportunity to cut out the three swords, he was extremely satisfied.

From the very beginning, his sword is flowing water, without the slightest sense of sluggishness, the so-called freewheeling, imaginative, and superb!

With a satisfied smile, he looked up at Long Chen, but saw that Long Chen fell to the ground, so he hurriedly chased after him, helped Long Chen up, and asked with an anxious face, "Senior Brother Long Chen, are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Chen Long barely stood on the ground, his face pale, and he shook his hand weakly. Then he looked at Xiao Chen with a sparkling face, and patted Xiao Chen's shoulder: "Little junior brother is good, today I Chen Long was defeated, defeated by your sword, junior brother, but I, Chen Long, am happy!"

As he spoke, Long Chen suddenly coughed violently, coughing up blood one after another. Seeing this, Xiao Chen looked guilty: "Senior Brother Chen Long, I'm sorry, I didn't stop my hand because I shot hard!"

"No!" Chen Long shook his head and said with a serious expression: "You didn't make a mistake, your last three swords, endlessly, must be used in one go." If you forcibly hold it out, you will be injured internally, and you will even be regained by me, and I will be defeated by the sword. ”

"Is it really so important to win or lose?" Xiao Chen opened his mouth when he heard this.

"It doesn't matter to us. Chen Long looked solemn: "But for you, victory or defeat is really important." Over the past few days, I have been watching your progress and have a deeper understanding. Little junior brother, you are indeed a genius in sword training, a generation of Tianjiao. For a Tianjiao like you, the most important thing is to hold a breath in your heart, and with this breath, you can win consecutive battles, advance by leaps and bounds, and continue to win. But if this tone is no longer there, Tianjiao will become mediocre, and he will no longer be able to raise his brave and radical heart, and it will be difficult to surpass his peers and the world. ”

"So, no matter what, you must keep this breath all the time! I believe you also have a deep understanding, if it weren't for the breath in your heart, how could you have been defeated and defeated again and again these days, and you could not be defeated or defeated, and you have advanced by leaps and bounds?"

Xiao Chen listened to these words with a thoughtful expression, these days, he really held a breath in his heart, this breath was born because he had seen the sourness of Huashan now, and he had seen that the disciples of Huashan were holding their breath in their hearts to revive Huashan, and in addition to the two enemies of Shangguan Boxiong and Duan Tianyun, who were eyeing him, they gave him great pressure.

It was this breath that allowed him to immerse himself in sword training, and he was able to be defeated again and again, without thinking much about other things.

If he hadn't been here, maybe he wouldn't have gone crazy like this. Even though he likes to practice swordsmanship and hone his swordsmanship, he will never be able to do the crazy act of challenging every day and losing again and again.

As the so-called Buddha fights for a pillar of incense, people fight for a breath!

A hint of thoughtfulness flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and he secretly thought that maybe he already had a competitive character in the depths of his soul!

If it weren't for this, how could he endure the ridicule of the players after he came to this world, silently insisting on the free control mode alone, and practicing arrows alone.

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that no matter how disdainful he was for Duan Tianyun as soon as he crossed over, and how disdainful he was in his heart, he regarded Duan Tianyun as an opponent in his heart!

Subconsciously, he wanted to prove to everyone that the free control mode he Xiao Chen found was the real way for players to gain a foothold in this world.

Before the crossing, he was a teenager immersed in the fantasy world, and after the crossing, he had seen countless players die tragically, and he also deeply realized the danger and cruelty of this world, which made his character become forbearant.

Immediately, Wang Xiang's family was wiped out because of himself, and Xie Bufan's betrayal and being hunted down by Wudang, which made his personality become forbearing, so that he himself felt that he was a low-key person.

But at this moment, after being told by Long Chen, it was after holding his breath in his heart that he was able to do such crazy and energetic things.

Xiao Chen suddenly understood that he was also a person who liked to be competitive, he was also a person who liked to be in the limelight, and he also longed for and wanted to become a dazzling Tianjiao such as Li Sheng!

"In that case, then let me shine more dazzling and be more in the limelight!" Xiao Chen clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of high-spirited fighting intent.

At this moment, his state of mind quietly changed, and it seemed to be sublimated, and he truly had the heart of a strong man. Not afraid of any rumors, not afraid of any difficulties and setbacks, not afraid of any threat of life and death, dare to challenge everything, dare to try everything, and face the strong heart of anyone who dares to draw a sword!