"Little brother, how do you want to compare? Who do you want to compare?" Ji Li said with a smile, he also had a good impression of Nangong Tao. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nangong Tao glanced at Ji Li, wrinkled his nose, and thought to himself that this person looked rude from afar, and even more so from a close look: "I only make ten moves, if you can defeat me within ten moves, even if I lose, otherwise it will be a draw, and I will be eligible to draw lots like you." ”

There was a kind laugh in the audience, if you don't lose within ten moves, it is indeed good, but I don't know how to choose Zhao Ritian or Ji Li, everyone thinks in their hearts, let alone ten moves, basically one move can determine whether to win or lose.

"Good idea, I don't know who you want to compete with?" Zhao Ritian smiled slightly, and also admitted Nangong Tao's legitimate competition.

Nangong Yi didn't speak again at this time, thinking that he could toss as much as he loved, the old man didn't speak, and Lao Tzu didn't bother to care.

Nangong Tao pondered for a while, and Grandpa Zhuge said that if things came to this point, no matter who they chose, they would not embarrass themselves too much, but for the sake of insurance, they had to choose Zhao Ritian, this person was more likely to be attracted by his swordsmanship, and even if he wanted to make a move, he would only make a move at the last move.

"I want to compare myself to you. Nangong Tao replied.

"Oh...... Do you want to start now?" Zhao Ritian smiled slightly.

Nangong Tao nodded: "One more point, for the sake of fairness, we are not allowed to use internal force!"

"Okay, is there anything else?" Zhao Ritian thought about it and replied.

Nangong Tao shook his head, pulled the shelf, and prepared to compete, as if he was afraid that Zhao Ritian would make a mistake, so he added again: "A total of ten moves, you remember it clearly!"

Not to mention, although Nangong Tao is young, his posture is quite strong, and standing opposite Zhao Ritian is really meaningful.

"The first move is to ascend to heaven!" As soon as Nangong Tao's words fell, he drew his sword with his right hand and stabbed Zhang Yi in the chest, and the shot was extremely fast, and he did not use internal force as he said, and completely relied on his arm strength to make the sword.

Everyone nodded imperceptibly, with Nangong Tao's age, the sword is so fast and accurate, it is commendable.

Nangong Tao's sword is not only fast, but the rest is also unremarkable, but when Zhao Ritian pulled out his sword to block it, the long sword in Nangong Tao's hand turned into an extremely flexible stab at Zhao Ritian's plate halfway, Zhao Ritian did not move the green sword in his hand and pressed down, but he never expected Nangong Tao's wrist to draw an arc, and the tip of the sword held a sword flower in a small range, which was close to the Qing Ying sword and continued to stab forward.

But all swordsmanship, generally speaking, relies on the rotation of the wrist to control the swing of the sword body, but just now Nangong Tao did the opposite, using the swing of the wrist to keep the sword body rotating, so that it not only escaped the suppression of the Qingying Sword, but also allowed the sword body to maintain the original direction and stab forward in the shortest possible time.

Zhao Ritian sighed and took a step back with his left foot.

Zhao Ritian sighed, and took a step back with his left foot, which was a direct way to resolve this move.

"The second move is to cross the river!" Zhao Ritian stepped back, Nangong Tao followed closely, and the long sword slashed diagonally towards Zhao Ritian's waist. Zhao Ritian's Qing Ying Sword swept out of the Qianjun to stop Nangong Tao's advance, but Nangong Tao was short, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand was cut along the sword body of the Qing Ying Sword to Zhao Ritian's right hand holding the sword, Zhao Ritian's waist shrank back, and his left hand grabbed it in the air, wanting to grab Nangong Tao's sword hilt, but now Nangong Tao's sword was pressed down with the sword in the middle of the way to his right foot.

Zhao Ritian was taken aback again, unexpectedly that Nangong Tao not only had a strange sword momentum but also changed his moves very quickly, and his right foot also took a step back.

"The third move is the finishing touch!" Nangong Tao snorted softly, the long sword pointed directly at Zhao Ritian's eyes, Zhao Ritian tilted his head back and slashed Nangong Tao's hands, Nangong Tao quickly changed his move and stabbed at Zhao Ritian's crotch, using the 'finishing touch' move.

Zhao Ritian returned his sword and slashed again, but he saw that the tip of Nangong Tao's sword changed and pointed at his elbow, if his Qingying Sword continued to slash, he would have been injured before he was injured. Zhao Ritian's blue sword paused slightly, the long sword in Nangong Tao's hand also stopped there, and his left hand was inserted into Zhao Ritian's throat, Zhao Ritian's left hand was ready to intercept, and the tip of Nangong Tao's sword changed slightly, blocking the only way for his left hand. Zhao Ritian's expression changed slightly, Nangong Tao's swordsmanship was strange and varied, there was silence and movement, it was really wonderful, he took a step back at his feet, Nangong Tao's sword was united in the air, and the whole person threw himself into his arms, "The fourth move is the tiger and the dragon plate!"

At this time, everyone saw that this set of swordsmanship performed by Nangong Tao was quite unique, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, fast and slow, fast and abnormal, fast and unmoving, slow and immovable, but there was the effect of static braking, and they couldn't help but be attracted to their hearts.

Nangong Muyang and Hui Jue and other martial arts veterans showed surprised expressions, the two people on the stage only relied on the most primitive physical strength to perform swordsmanship, so it didn't look very dazzling, but they knew very well in their hearts that Nangong Tao embodied a perfect combination of movement and stillness, abandoning some inherent swordsmanship routines, and becoming a family of its own, seeing big ingenuity in smallness, seeing the avenue in subtleties, and its subtleties in its entire avenue, it seems to have reached the realm of small that is!

Outsiders were attracted, Zhao Ritian himself was attracted even deeper, Nangong Tao's every move and every style seemed to make him catch something, and he didn't seem to catch anything.

In this way, Nangong Tao made one move after another, and Zhao Ritian retreated again and again.

"The ninth move dragon roars for nine days!" Nangong Tao jumped up, and the long sword in his hand stabbed at Zhao Ritian in the air, but because he couldn't use internal force, Nangong Tao didn't jump high at all, and the swords he stabbed at Zhao Ritian in the air didn't have any real power at all, he just used the moves that should have been included in the ninth move. But through these moves, those martial arts masters can naturally see the artistic conception expressed by the 'Dragon Roar Nine Heavens', which is enough, and this is what Nangong Tao wants.

"Tenth move!" Nangong Tao took a deep breath, condensed his sword in front of his chest, and stared at Zhao Ritian tightly.

Zhao Ritian was also looking at Nangong Tao, or rather, waiting for Nangong Tao, waiting for Nangong Tao's tenth sword. From the first sword and the ninth sword, Zhao Ritian took a total of eight steps back, if it wasn't for the agreement between the two sides not to use internal force, Zhao Ritian might have to take a step back when the ninth sword, Nangong Tao's sword is stranger than a sword, and a sword is better than a sword, so that Zhao Ritian forgot that this was a competition, and just wanted to see what kind of sword the tenth sword was as soon as possible.

Not only Zhao Ritian was waiting, almost everyone was waiting, even Bai Yufeng, who was quite familiar with this set of swordsmanship, was also waiting, but she had a trace of doubt in her heart, when Ling Lingqi created this set of swordsmanship, there were only nine moves in total, and now that the tenth move has been made, how subtle will it be?

"The tenth move, the dragon returns to the sheath!", Nangong Tao finally made the tenth move, and with a bang, the long sword returned to the sheath......

Dragon's Return to the Sheath......

Sheath......

Scabbard......

There was silence, no one reacted for a while, and they all looked at Nangong Tao in astonishment, the last move, 'Swimming Dragon Return to the Sheath', is it to retract the sword into the sheath? )