354. One Hundred and Forty-Seven, Three Turns of the Roar Part I
Bei Zhu'er was originally leisurely, holding the tea, squinting her eyes, but at this moment, when she saw Xiao Yu's sudden move, she was shocked, and blurted out: "Is this an all-out act?" The junior brother is so bold in his shot, it is different from the past, it seems that he really takes this opponent seriously...... Are you going to do it quickly?"
Her mind turned, but it couldn't compare to the electric flint in the field. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Xiao Yu's second sword followed closely behind, surpassing the reaction of everyone outside the court.
"Ahh
The figure of the snake girl appears and disappears from time to time, singing faintly, wonderful, and the sun shines on the top of her head, and it also glows with brilliant colors.
The snake shadow sword technique originated from forty percent, in his hands, has been reborn, and it is easy to come by, the sound is like a song, the sky light gathers, and the momentum is extraordinary.
Now, if he said that this sword skill has nothing to do with Forty Percent, it will be convincing.
Forty percent of the audience, with mixed tastes in their hearts, and chaos is extreme.
"There is still such a realm...... This is beyond what the master said back then! Is it really self-learning......
His years of spiritual obsession are constantly collapsing.
"When I talk about the first sword, there is barely a shadow that I am familiar with, but when it comes to the second sword...... I don't have anything to understand anymore. Could it be that I have practiced wrong in the past? But the master has always praised me, I am a sword match this way, a rare qualification......"
Niu Cun broke his teeth and retreated.
He originally wanted to use his familiarity with this sword to take advantage of the gap to fight back, but where did he think that Xiao Yu's second sword would come so quickly!
Moreover, the kind of antelope hanging horns, the subtlety that can be found without a trace, and the artistic conception that attracts the sound of the sky has long broken the unbridled calm that he had before.
Retreat, only retreat.
Niu Cun didn't know if Xiao Yu could still involve the sword match of his junior brother, but he knew that this kind of power would only be stronger than that of his junior brother.
"Really strong. ”
The presiding monk spoke up again and said: "This Xiao Yu is the best dubbing method I have ever seen, and he has the best manipulation - there is no one! With his strength, there is actually no need to compete in the pre-selection ...... at all."
Hearing what he said, the other judges on the stage looked at each other, and then looked at Xiao Yu's location, and immediately felt that there was a great mystery and a sense of difference.
However, ordinary spectators outside the stadium are now silent, and they are all concentrating to watch this dragon fight.
Judging the female cultivator on the stage on the side, she couldn't help muttering: "No matter how good the sword match, the realm is too low - if you don't succeed in immortality, you will just become a reckless man on the battlefield." ”
As if hearing her words again, the presiding monk smiled slightly, and said in an affirmative tone: "If I infer it, this Xiao Yu realm is at least a third-order second-turn. ”
The nun looked at him in surprise, and when she saw him facing her, she smiled faintly.
The cow is constantly retreating, and it is becoming more and more embarrassed.
"Drink—"
He couldn't stand it, and finally fought back angrily.
"Whoa......
The money stick flicked, and suddenly there was a crisp sound that shook the sky, revealing a faint mountain-like shadow, blocking Xiao Yu's sharp sword shadow.
Between the two, invisible sound waves collided, and each was reduced by weapons without damage.
The angry ox broke inch, the money stick swirled in his hand, and the mountain shadow solidified again, covering the sky and the sun, pressing towards Xiao Yu.
In this action, those with high eyesight finally saw only scaly claws. The shadow of the mountain is all a pile of money and silver ingots, a real mountain of gold and silver, and Huo Huo is dazzling.
"Whoa......
In the inexplicable rhythm, the ox kept slapping the money stick, and the shadow of the mountain seemed to be surrounded by a silver river, washing out a special sound.
Xiao Yu did not force the attack, holding the giant sword in one arm, the snake shadow stood high in the air, and the woman's face was still blurred, but it seemed that everyone could hear the relaxed whispering, innocent ballad.
"It's ......"
Forty percent was stunned again.
Because of the evolution of Xiao Yu's giant sword, the female figure had already spontaneously circled and moved, her long hair was flying, and every strand of hair was a snake-headed phantom.
"Actually, there are such changes......"
For Sicheng, what Xiao Yu has done has long exceeded his imagination, absolutely unseen and unheard of.
The black-faced old man was also taken aback: "The third layer of change? This is really from what I learned and evolved a few days ago? In such a short period of time, what kind of person can do this......
He muttered, involuntarily, clenched his fists: "The dubbing is not an extraordinary skill, it must be matched with its own sound element, not to mention copying, to understanding, to actual combat, to improving...... What is not to be exhausted with wisdom and painstaking efforts?"
The golden mountain and the snake hair in the sky collided again.
Silent.
The snake kiss somehow, it had already bypassed the mountains and appeared on the neck of the ox.
"Ruthless, quick, and ......," the presiding monk nodded his head, saying something in his mouth.
"Phantom: Protection!"
Niu Cunxuan was shocked, and suddenly ordered the exit, the gold mountain dissipated, but the money stick turned into a huge golden shield, firmly protecting his front.
"Dangerous ......"
Forty percent saw Niu Cun's hasty defense, and his heart jumped.
After many years of familiarity with his swordsmanship, he instinctively felt that pure rigidity was the most undesirable way to deal with this kind of swordsmanship.
Illusion is not real, reality is illusion.
Virtual and real sound and shadow change each other.
This is the basic trick of the sword match that Sicheng used before.
Sicheng knew that he was in this situation, how to change the sound of the sword, but he couldn't guess Xiao Yu's reaction at all. It's just that in the instinct, the darkness brings a feeling, and it seems that the current situation is actually all deliberately created by Xiao Yu.
The shadow of the snake slid over the severed neck of the cow.
A coquettish laugh, the shadow went to the sound.
"Bad ......"
Niu Cunxuan is extremely experienced, and in just a moment, he already knows that he has made a mistake in judgment.
Xiao Yu's sword, like lightning, changed direction.
The half-body female figure seems to stick out her slender arm and grasp the side ribs of Sicheng.
Niu Cunjie's reaction was extremely fast, and the moment the arm grabbed his side ribs, he twisted his waist and let go of the key point.
"Bang ......"
It wasn't too loud to hear.
Although it was avoided, but the audio-visual contact, the sound element was already invading, even if it was not injured, it made Niu Cunxuan instinctively retreat, the shield could not be maintained, and the sound of "hum" dissipated.
"Cut—"
Xiao Yu entered again, and the female figure drew a cross on both arms, and the sound was flying and slashing.
Niu Cun's eyes widened.
His sound element had just been shocked by the previous moment, and it was at this right time that Xiao Yu was spied on, and in the blink of an eye, the next move came.
"Whoa......
There was no way to avoid it, Niu Cun gritted his teeth and raised the money stick, and after resisting the frontal power, the aftermath of the sound slash that could not be completely eliminated hit him in the chest and shoulder.
Niu Cun broke "Dong Dong Dong" and took three steps back.
"Good!"
The presiding monk praised loudly: "These three swords change, continuously penetrate and pierce, and the void and reality are free, and there are many sounds, and they pass away without sound." Sure enough, there is no trace one after another, and the subtle changes are just impossible to dodge!"
"Hoo ......"
Not to mention his admiration, even ordinary viewers outside the venue were also surprised, looking at the stage.
They have seen Niu Cun's broken shot, and they have also seen Xiao Yu take the initiative and defeat the enemy in a moment, but now, the situation of starting with a hard kill and directly repelling the opponent is really unexpected to them.
The nun was a little embarrassed.
Only then did she discover that Xiao Yu's swordsmanship also began to make her feel beautiful.
Yin Xiu didn't say anything, she couldn't force herself to twist her mind, and when her companion talked about it, she could only reluctantly nod her head and said softly: "Perhaps, his beauty is not so amazing and obvious, and it takes more time to show." ”
"But is he really that strong?"
The nun looked at the ring with a strange expression.
"Come to think of it, if you are not strong, how can you go all the way to the finals. ”
The presiding monk was still exclaiming: "Speaking of which, Xiao Yu's application of sword matching can be called the pinnacle! It is complicated to the extreme, and it is profound, and it is all back to the basics, simple and unpretentious—what is truly restrained is the infinite beauty." ”
The nun looked up cautiously, looked at him from afar, and muttered, "If you have beauty, why don't you show your ...... to the fullest?"
"Purely for the sake of beauty, beauty has no value, no heritage, and even more deviates from the goal and belief. ”
The presiding monk still seemed to be answering her: "The arrogant monk is high, and if he loses his persistence, sooner or later he will become an unintentional murmur." ”
The inexplicable sense of majesty made the nun speechless again.
In the ring.
The ox is furious.
Now that the beginning of the game is actually only a moment, but he was completely suppressed by Xiao Yu.
He slowly straightened up, looked at Xiao Yu, who did not continue to attack, and said, "I have to say, your attainments in sword matching are very perfect. With your strength, if I had just entered the third-order Heavenly Cavity realm, I am afraid that I would really be suppressed by you for the entire ......"
Outside the sound fighting courtyard, the wind rose.
The rain clouds were overcast and the dampness was getting heavier.
The cold wind whined, bringing the discomfort of clammy cold and oppression, which became more and more obvious.
In the VIP room, Lin Zheye, who had been paying close attention, suddenly changed his complexion.
"The third-order 'Heavenly Cavity Realm', one turn of 'mute', the phantom sound is extraordinary......"
She muttered, and the sound she heard from Xiao Yu was in French: "The second turn is 'ten thousand listening', the eyes are like gods, the insight is through all things, listening to the wind, and the premonition is ......"
"Is he the second turn of 'ten thousand listening'?"
Xiao Yi looked at Niu Cun Cun below with a solemn expression, and the body that had just been hit by Xiao Yu seemed to be completely fine.
"Nope. Lin Zhe also hesitated, bit his red lip and said, "He should be a three-turn 'roar'." ”
"Ahh
The ox broke and roared to the sky.
The clouds change, and the wet wind rolls wildly.
When the ring was cast, the defensive sound array that had been secretly arranged trembled in the sky. The translucent sound shield is like a giant bubble blown by the wind, constantly bulging.
Chilly.
The cold that should not have appeared in the sound fighting courtyard is now rushing into the field from all over the gaps, bringing wind and rain and inexplicable heavy pressure.
Seeing this scene, the presiding monk looked at him coldly and waved his hand.
There was no sound, and above the ring, the sound array that was about to collapse contracted and stabilized again, and the trembling sound cover also disappeared, and the traces were gone.
"Did you enter the 'Roar'?"
The presiding monk said solemnly: "The six senses have been formed, and I can distinguish the sound of the world and understand all words. A sound and a roar shook the heavens and the earth. The sound of heaven is about to come true, every sound and every sound, can invite nature to respond, can shake all things to worship...... It turns out that this evil cultivator has also reached such a realm. ”