"Chaos" is actually a kind of momentum, which is similar to "crazy" to a certain extent, but it is not as extreme as "crazy". Chaos swordsmanship is all about focusing on the word "chaos". Create a chaotic situation, making the enemy unpredictable and confused by the messy sword moves, so that they make mistakes in the chaos, and the caster can profit from the chaos and be victorious.
Therefore, the sword moves of Brawl Sword Technique are extremely complex and cumbersome, and are extremely fancy. They emphasize that one move can be changed in a hundred ways, hiding changes within the changes, multiplying infinitely, and cutting through the mess with random swords! Once such a sword move is carried out, it will really make people dazzled and confused. Against an opponent whose cultivation level is equal to one's own, or even two to three levels stronger than one's own, there is a considerable chance of winning. Therefore, it is not surprising that Wu Yue relied on his fighting swordsmanship to knock Leng Yuecui off his horse.
It's just that the sword fighting skills are too pursuit of variables, but in Wan Dong's eyes, it seems to be a bit of a sacrifice. There are hundreds of variations in one move, ninety of which are completely meaningless feints. If faced against a master with rich experience in actual combat, the fighting swordsmanship will be considered useless. In addition, there are so many changes in one move, which is definitely a huge challenge to the caster's spirit. The changes in those sword moves, even if they are completely meaningless feints, still require the caster to allocate considerable energy to support them. After months of experience, the spirit will be overwhelmed and the chance of going crazy will naturally increase.
Based on these two points, Wandong felt that Wu Jinhun's unwillingness to easily pass on the fighting swordsmanship to the Wuyang siblings was quite a wise move.
Although the brawling swordsmanship was a bit unsatisfactory in Wandong's eyes, it was enough to deal with Leng Yuecui.
Looking at Leng Yuecui's eyes that gradually became panicked and confused, it was obvious that she had fallen into the chaos created by the fighting swordsmanship and was unable to extricate herself. Driven by it, Leng Yuecui was not only in chaos, but also the plan for taking action.
Once there is chaos, the flaws will be revealed. Wu Yue's scattered sword moves suddenly condensed into a white line like lightning, and with a swish sound, it pointed directly at Leng Yuecui's heart.
Leng Yuecui realized something was wrong and hurriedly retreated, but it was too late. After a sharp sound of sword light breaking through the wind, the tip of the sword, shining with a cold light, was firmly pointed on Leng Yuecui's plump and plump chest. Wu Yue only needed to use a little more force to stab Leng Yuecui through, without any problem.
"You..." No matter how unhappy Leng Yuecui was, she had to admit that she had lost. Her pretty face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Wu Yue chuckled, took back the sword, and said crisply, "How about it, Miss Leng, you should be convinced this time. In fact, it is not shameful at all for you to lose to my sword." "
Wu Yue's laughter and her words fell into Leng Yuecui's ears, like basins of fire oil pouring on the burning fire in her heart. At this time, Leng Yuecui looked more and more like a fighting cock with red eyes, and her anger swallowed up her reason bit by bit.
"You stinky girl, I'll fight with you today!" Leng Yuecui was really angry, otherwise she wouldn't have risked her death by getting on the pole even though she knew she couldn't defeat Wu Yue's fighting swordsmanship.
That Wu Yue was really a "ruthless character". Seeing that Leng Yuecui had almost lost her mind, instead of giving in, her pretty face condensed. It seemed that she actually planned to deal with Leng Yuecui once and for all. Of course, Wan Dong didn't believe that Wu Yue would kill Leng Yuecui, but Wu Yue was still very happy to teach Leng Yuecui a painful enough lesson.
"It's broken, it's broken, I'm afraid Leng Yuecui is going to be killed!" As the younger brother, Wu Yang naturally knows Wu Yue best. As soon as he saw Wu Yue's expression change, he immediately realized that something was wrong.
Wandong couldn't help but frowned. Leng Yuecui's identity was not simple. Even Xu Wenchuan seemed a little afraid of her. If Leng Yuecui was injured in Wu Yue's hands, Wu Jinhun, the person behind Leng Yuecui, would be even more unable to withstand it. Wan Dong has no feelings for Wu Yue, but he never wants to implicate Wu Yang because of this.
Seeing that Leng Yuecui was about to rush towards Wu Yue, Wan Dong hurriedly stood in front of her and said with a smile, "Miss Leng, we are all students of Qingyun Martial Arts Academy, why do we have to fight to the death? The outcome is the outcome. It’s a common thing for a military strategist, don’t worry too much. If you lose today, you can win again another day.”
It is said that you should not hit someone with a smiling face, but this obviously has no effect on Miss Leng. Wan Dong stayed with his smiling face and persuaded her with kind words for a long time, but what he got in return was Leng Yuecui's eyes that could kill, and a scolding that was so cold that it could freeze one's blood, "Get out of here!"
"Miss Leng, I am helping you..."
"Ha! What a joke! I, Leng Yuecui, need help from a loser like you? Are you going to get out of here? If not, I'll beat you up too!"
Wandong was speechless for a while. He didn't know who taught Leng Yuecui, he was obviously spoiled.
"Boss, what do you care about such an ignorant person? If she wants to die, just let her go!" Seeing Wandong's kindness in exchange for the donkey's liver and lungs, Wuyang quit.
"Seeking death!" Leng Yuecui was already so angry that he lost his mind. When Wu Yang said this again, he immediately attracted all Leng Yuecui's anger.
The woman in anger was indeed terrifying. With a cold scolding, Leng Yuecui struck Wuyang with a direct palm.
With Leng Yuecui's third level of Zhenqi cultivation, how could Wu Yang, a rookie with the first level of Zhenqi, be able to withstand a blow in anger? When the palm force, like a heat wave, hit his face, Wu Yang was completely stunned, let alone dodge and resist.
If this palm hits hard, even if Wu Yang's life can be saved, it will still be withered. Wu Yue was standing a little further away at this time, and Leng Yuecui suddenly took action without saying hello. Wu Yue couldn't react in time, so she could only watch helplessly, with a look of shock on her face.
Seeing this scene, Wan Dong felt bitter in his heart, but without any hesitation or delay, he saw Leng Yuecui's palm and slid out three steps diagonally, blocking Wu Yang behind him and taking it forcefully. He received Leng Yuecui's palm.
Although Wan Dong was on guard and had mobilized Dao Qi to his chest from the beginning, the Dao Qi in his body at this time was really too little. After enduring Leng Yuecui's palm, he still couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood. , staggering back a few steps uncontrollably.
Wan Dong spurted out a mouthful of blood, Wu Yang was frightened and stood there stupidly, like a telegraph pole. Leng Yucui woke up suddenly, the anger on her face disappeared like a receding tide, replaced by a look of incomparable shock.
"Crazy girl, have you had enough trouble?" Wan Dong rubbed his chest as if it had just been hit hard by a hot hammer, and said to Leng Yuecui with a wry smile on his face.
Leng Yucui was stunned for a long time, and then she came to her senses. She looked at Wandong with a rare hint of admiration in her eyes, and said crisply, "I didn't expect that you, Xu Yaoting, are actually quite capable! For the sake of brother If you can risk your life, you are still a man." (To be continued)