The ring battle began soon. After salute each other to show respect, Jin Fenglai and Shang Xian, the owner of Bagua Sword Gate, boarded the ring and reached out to hold the handle of the sword.
"Nephew Jin, I really didn't expect to meet you here."
The owner of the Bagua Knife Gate is still a bit rickety, and with his small body, he looks like a standing human-shaped mouse.
As soon as he came up, this Shang Xian began to mock Jin Fenglai:
"Even my Qian'er didn't make it to the top eight. I didn't expect that the son born by Ling Zun and a prostitute would actually be able to stand in front of me at the sword discussion meeting."
This is what makes Gossip Knives annoying. The people in the door hate each other, and they are very happy to use this method before the war to provoke the anger of the opponent and increase their chances of winning.
Of course, Jin Fenglai's mother could not be regarded as a woman. Before marrying Jin's father, his mother was a married widow. In the plot, when Kim Bong Rae and his old father were young, they were completely carved out of the same mold.
If not for love, who would want to be a licking dog? Kim Bong Rae's father is a living example.
But when he got to Shang Xian, his mother who was very loving towards him became a woman of the dust. It can be seen that the people of the gossip swordsmen are really bad-mouthed and very shameless.
Such a mouth naturally offended a lot of people in the arena, and the reason why the gossip swordsman is still there today, without him, there are only two points, one is to have eyesight, never offend someone you can't afford to offend, and the other is Its own strength is strong enough.
Therefore, the audience generally believes that Jin Fenglai is no match for Shang Xian, who has entered the realm of real people for many years, and it is natural.
If it was in the past, Jin Fenglai would definitely be furious, and he would immediately cut with his sword, but now that he heard Shang Xian's trash talk, Jin Fenglai seemed to be like a breeze blowing across his face, and he didn't feel anything.
"Uncle Shang Xian, your provocation and ridicule sound like rats in the sewer."
Jin Fenglai said lightly, and at the same time pulled out the knife on his back.
When the light of the knife lit up, the aura of the knife came out vertically and horizontally, directly engraving the next indelible knife mark on the ring, rushing straight to Shang Xian.
Shang Xian was startled, and hurriedly staggered to dodge, but he still felt a clear pain on his cheek.
The knife light flashed, Shang Xian touched his face, his palms were full of hot blood.
"Nephew, it seems that I really underestimate you."
Shang Xian also lost his temper, he pulled out his saber and took a stance.
Walking in the rivers and lakes, only trash talk is not enough, and it is easy to be beaten to death, so Shangxian's attainments in the Dao of the Blade should not be underestimated.
This saber stance aroused exclamations from the surrounding audience. They all realized that they underestimated Jin Fenglai's progress, so they also looked forward to the next match.
"The foundation of the foundation is above."
Jin Fenglai held the sword in both hands, first praised the name of a certain immortal reverently, and then posed the starting gesture of a golden-winged sword.
"Please advise, the master of the gossip knife."
Not much to say, the two of them posed and faced each other for a few seconds, then seized a flaw in Qi Qi, and Jin Fenglai took the lead.
He slashed diagonally with a knife, and the knife gas turned into a golden wing, which flew through the air.
Shang Xian was a little nervous at first, but when he saw Jin Feng coming from an angle he was very familiar with, he slashed diagonally, and his heart suddenly relaxed a little bit.
Although this move has become more swift and tricky, from which Shang Xian can clearly see the great progress of this young man, but he is relieved.
As the old rival of the Golden Winged Swordsman, Shang Xian had a lot of fights with Jin Fenglai's father. As for the swordsmanship of the Golden Winged Swordsman, apart from the sect master himself, it is estimated that he is the one who knows and studies the most thoroughly.
If it was the door owner of the Golden Winged Swordsmen, it would be fine, but it is almost impossible for the juniors in the Golden-winged Swordsmen to use the Golden-winged Swordsmanship to defeat him.
Thinking of this, Shang Xian also raised his true qi, the sword light danced, and the blade movement formed a gossip under his feet.
The blades of the two clashed in mid-air, making a crisp sound, which made one's blood boil. During the clash, the foundations of both sides' cultivation bases were clear. Compared with Shang Xian, the new Jin Fenglai's inner qi cultivation base was obviously slightly lower. inferior.
The two took a step back, and then, Jin Fenglai shot again, the blade slashed from top to bottom, forming a sharp bird's claw, and grabbed it towards Shang Xian's face, but the gossip array began to sacrifice, Kun Dao once again Make this knife invisible.
Two tricks to test, Shang Xian completely relieved, it seems that Jin Fenglai has not learned other magical swordsmanship, so he no longer keeps it, the gossip sword is fully sacrificed, the surging wave of swords, one sword after another, fits with the The trend of gossip continued to attack Jin Fenglai.
Jin Fenglai still used his own golden-winged sword technique in a straight-forward manner, from the third to the eighth move, barely resisting the Bagua sword, but he already had a lot of color on his body.
"Jin Fenglai is going to lose."
Seeing this, the fortune-teller among the spectators couldn't help but said:
"If he can only use the golden-winged swordsmanship, then he will lose. It is obvious that he has thoroughly grasped his swordsmanship."
"It seems that a certain little brother is going to try spicy food today."
The simple and honest fat man said to Bai Qiuran with schadenfreude.
"If we don't see the end, we haven't seen the end yet."
Bai Qiuran was still very calm.
At this time, Shang Xian on the field also sarcastically said:
"Nephew, I thought you learned some wonderful swordsmanship, but now it seems that your progress is only in cultivation."
Jin Feng came to resist with the horizontal knife, took a step back with his strength, and then tapped his toes, retreating to the edge of the ring, and temporarily escaped from Shang Xian's knife circle.
"A few days ago, after I worshipped in the Zhuji Tianzun Temple, I dreamed of his old man."
Jin Fenglai said indifferently:
"His old man taught me one thing."
"Oh haha."
Shang Xian said with a smile:
"I can't think of what gods your nephew is going to worship? Then, what great truth did that god tell you?"
"He taught me the basic skills of swordsmanship, and then told me that the swordsmanship in the world is nothing more than a combination of these basic skills. The general swordsmanship is to add some basic skills to the enemy's offensive. Those who go to the next level, imitate nature, imitate creatures, and strive to make their knife postures close to nature, such as Uncle Shang Xian's gossip knife, which belongs to the superior knife technique."
Ignoring the sarcasm in Shang Xian's tone, Jin Fenglai continued:
"But in the world of swordsmanship, if there is a fixed routine, there is always a limit. The most brilliant swordsmanship is actually to see through the weaknesses of the opponent's moves, and then use the moves that you are most familiar with to deal with the cracks. This is the most brilliant. Knife technique."
His remarks aroused the thinking of many swordsmen on the field. After listening to Shang Xian, he was also thoughtful, and then he sneered:
"It makes sense, but nephew, can you do this?"
"I'm still a thousand miles away."
Kim Bong Rae raised his sword.
"But I can still see through the flaws of a sword technique."
He fit and rushed towards Shang Xian, the whole person was wrapped in the sword energy, forming a faint golden-winged bird.
Shang Xian also raised his hand and waved the blade, the light of the blade swirling, Gan, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, Dui, and the gossip swords came out in unison, forming a gossip shadow, covering the big bird.
"The gossip knife, which uses the sword technique to match the gossip, contains a subtle array of techniques, and it is indeed close to the [true] blade technique."
The moment before the two were about to hand over, Jin Fenglai's sword suddenly turned, and Garuda glanced at a certain door in the gossip rotation and rushed out.
"But there are eight gates in gossip, and there are life gates in eight gates. There are always flaws in gossip. Uncle Shang Xian hasn't started yet."
The big golden-winged bird collided all the way, and the gossip knife array actually opened wide open, which was still surprising, but the golden-winged bird had already rushed out of the gossip gate and came to him.
Dang!
Jin Fenglai raised his sword light, and then slashed, Shang Xian's blade flew out of his hand and fell on the ground behind him, and Jin Fenglai's junior's blade was already in front of his neck, the blade was cold and threatening .