What was supposed to come would always come, Shoujing only panicked for a moment, and then calmed down.
At this time Shou Xuan looked at Shou Jing and said quietly: "It is important to save your life."
Billions of lightning bolts rushed through Shou Jing's heart. Finally, she gave Shou Xuan a vicious look, then nodded and said, "Brother, I wish you the best to meet Shen Ruoxi in the next round."
Shou Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth. If he really met him, he would give this kid a good beating. As for him teasing Shou Jing, he completely forgot it from his mind.
After Shou Jing and Shou Xuan finished the exchange, they felt more relaxed and slowly walked into the light curtain. Zhao Siming, who had entered earlier, no longer looked so scary with the imminent sword energy on his body.
The two of them cupped their hands and bowed to each other.
When Ge Yuan announced the start, a cold light flashed in Zhao Siming's eyes, and the sword light in his hand was like a long snake. He suddenly attacked Shoujing. The sword light had already traveled ten feet, and then there was a thunderous sword whistle. The void actually seemed to become a little blurry under a sword.
The speed of his sword is almost unparalleled by Qingxuan's. He defeated the opponents in the previous three rounds and decided the winner in just one breath. He is indeed the favorite to win this Tao test. No one thinks that Shou Jing can beat Zhao Siming so fast. Hold on under the incredible sword light.
Even though Zhao Siming could only scratch the surface of Sword Qi Leiyin's peerless swordsmanship, few people in Qingxuan could match it with just the word "quick".
Shen Lian looked at Zhao Siming's sword light and nodded secretly. Apart from Senior Brother Chen, this person was Qingxuan who had a great sword seed, but his sword was a little too arrogant. Even if he understood the 'Sword Qi Thunder Sound', It doesn't count as having a glimpse of the wonderful secret of superior swordsmanship.
Shou Jing only felt a chill in his heart. The sword light was just a short distance away, but his body's reaction was far faster than his spiritual thoughts. A sword pill spurted out from his mouth, and the white air turned into a long rainbow and pointed directly at Zhao Siming. body.
Zhao Siming was quite surprised. He didn't expect this kid to be so decisive, and he would trade his life for injury regardless of his sword attack.
Ge Yuan frowned, ready to rescue, while Yan Bugui also had a solemn look on his face.
Shen Lian stood on the balcony in the east, feeling content and not worried about the two of them at all.
In fact, his methods were enough to stop the two of them before they seriously injured each other.
No matter how fast the two of them moved, they were all surprisingly slow in Shen Lian's mind. Shen Lian still had time to appreciate the swordsmanship of keeping quiet and counterattacking. Shoujing counterattacked the flying sword with one breath.
His entire body of energy is tied to the sword body, which can be said to be the most brilliant technique of 'controlling the sword with energy'. His front force is inexhaustible, his back force is inexhaustible, and he is endless. He is even more famous among the Qingjiang Sword Sect's 'Yunshui True Light Sword'. superior.
This swordsmanship is also a rare sword scripture among Qingxuan's 108 Dharma. It is called the "One Qi Root Sword Manual". After practicing it, the swords of future generations can communicate with each other and use the sword energy to feed themselves back, locking the golden gates and jade locks in the body. Open it up, and then use your own energy to feed the sword pills, complementing each other, until the high and deep, the swords of the people defend each other, and finally create the change of yin and yang virtual reality. Although it is a sword scripture, it is actually a wonderful Taoist secret.
This method emphasizes waiting for opportunities to move, showing confidence, and not being limited to rigid changes in sword moves.
After all, Shou Jing was a step behind Zhao Siming, so he could only use the death-defeating sword technique. It seemed that he could still compete with each other for a while, but in fact he fell behind. He did not use his energy to control the sword and wait for the opportunity to move. The main points are brought into play.
But this is helpless. If he waits for an opportunity, he will be defeated before the opportunity comes.
Zhao Siming became more and more calm, and the whistle of the sword was continuous and dense, like a heavy rain, and like beads falling on a jade plate, noisy.
Shou Jing's face turned pale at this time, and finally she suddenly stepped forward. The Senbai sword pill swiveled around, forming a curve, bypassing the sword light guarding Zhao Siming in front of her, and suddenly struck towards his vest.
Zhao Siming showed a look of disdain and swerved to avoid the sword light, but the sword light was like a tarsal maggot, chasing after him. Zhao Siming was not surprised. The people outside only took a breath of air-conditioning. Their eyes were covered with rainbow light. They heard a loud bang like a silver bottle bursting out, stirring up countless clouds and smoke, and the light film covering the fighting venue. All shook.
The rainbow light dissipated, and a yellow paper talisman floated in the air, then exploded into confetti and merged into the cloud ban.
Shoujing's face was slumped, the sword pill was sluggish, and its brilliance was gone. It staggered and flew back to him. At this time, all his sleeves were turned into fly ash by the strong energy, and the skin and flesh on his hands were slightly scorched.
Looking at Zhao Siming who was slowly floating down in the sky, he said: "Junior Brother Zhao is a master of swordsmanship. I give up."
If Yan Bugui hadn't protected him with a diamond talisman just now and resisted most of Zhao Siming's offensive, Shou Jing felt that he would have been seriously injured. Of course, he was also the first opponent to be treated seriously by Zhao Siming in this Tao test.
Zhao Siming said: "It's extremely rare that you can let me use 'White Rainbow Sweeping Sky'."
As soon as he said this, Shou Jing almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He had practiced twenty years more than Zhao Siming, and in the end he was treated with such a condescending attitude. It was really frustrating. He secretly made up his mind to use the "One Qi Root Sword Scripture" 'Go one step further.
Yan Bugui said lazily: "Why are you two dawdling around? Come out quickly."
Zhao Siming still looked calm and walked out slowly. Yan Bugui patted his shoulder with a smile, as if to say that you are a good boy. Zhao Siming frowned, but still didn't say anything. After all, Yan Bugui and he were both disciples of Master Zui. More importantly, he admired strong men the most. Yan Bugui had already returned the elixir and was much older than him. , it is not unacceptable to let him pat his shoulder.
Finally, he cast his eyes on the Reverend, and then quickly withdrew his gaze.
Among Qingxuan, there was only one person he admired. One day, he would surpass this man whom he admired from the bottom of his heart. This would all start from defeating that Shen Ruoxi.
The next step was the battle between Shen Ruoxi and Shou Xuan. Shou Jing originally wanted to go to his senior brother to encourage him and let him fight for the top eight, but then he heard that the next step was the battle between senior brother and Shen Ruoxi and hurriedly went there. Withdraw aside.
But he still felt his senior brother's cold gaze falling on him, which was not even half as sharp as Zhao Siming's sword energy.
What Shoujing thinks about at this moment is that it seems that he is most suitable to learn Elder Hong's 'Ziweidong Xuanzhenjie'. This superb method of speculating on heaven's secrets is suitable for him. Otherwise, how could he be so accurate and say that his senior brother is going to meet someone? When I arrived at Shen Ruoxi, I really met her.
Shouxuan had no time to talk to Shoujing, and walked into the fighting venue with a solemn expression. At this time, Ruoxi came slowly, just like the previous three rounds, with an indifferent expression, a pair of clear eyes cut by autumn water, and there was no serious meaning at all. There is a posture of not taking the opponent seriously.
Shouxuan didn't dare to be careless. He had paid attention to Ruoxi before and knew that he must have a magical power that was better than the way of the soul, so he kept his mind close and bowed respectfully.