This was the first time he used a weapon to perform the "eye-opening" technique.
However, the Forgotten Greatsword itself has a low compatibility with the Focus, and does not have strong penetrating damage.
Therefore, Xue Jing had an idea, and with the absolute control of his own strength with his Zhenwu body, he forcibly transformed the penetrating attribute of "Pointing the Eye" into pure striking force.
Even so, the pure lethality has been greatly reduced, but the move itself belongs to the realm of mystery. Although it has lost the penetrating attribute, its power is still extremely strong.
Coupled with the terrifyingly heavy weight of the weapon in his hand, the power of this attack is even greater than that of "Empty-handed Attack", and the scope of application of the strike-type damage is also wider!
This move is called—
"Secret: Jingzhe."
Xue Jing held the old giant sword in one hand and swung it.
A great sound is silent, an elephant is invisible. The sword he swung had almost no special effects, just like a child sweeping a huge plastic toy, which pales in comparison to the huge noise made by Yin Muhu.
But, contrary to appearances, it was a completely unstoppable blow.
Like a big tree sweeping away ants, a wheel rolling over a mantis, and a stone piercing an eggshell.
The alloy stick that reached his eyebrows shattered the moment it came into contact with the old, edgeless sword.
Starting from the tip, it quickly spread backwards. Yin Muhu's hands that were grasping the stick were cut by the iron spike fragments. The entire stick turned into a rain of iron fragments, which shot everywhere and hit the repulsive membrane wrapped around the arena, creating countless ripples.
In the silence of the whole audience, Yin Muhu looked down at his trembling hands.
Both of her palms were covered in blood and scratches, and there was a rectangular wound of torn flesh on the palm, deep enough to see the bone. That was where she had just held the stick.
The clothes between her chest and abdomen had been torn apart, revealing her snow-white skin with an uneven surface.
The muscles, internal organs, and bones inside were shattered beyond recognition.
This was the result of being lightly touched by Xue Jing's 'Qingzhe'.
This extremely exquisite distance control was mainly aimed at the eyebrow-high stick in her hand. The tip of the sword only slightly brushed against her body and did not even touch her. It was only the vacuum shock created by the sword that brushed against her.
If the sword really hit her, there would probably be only a pile of minced meat left on the scene.
Yin Muhu showed a convinced expression and said, "I lost."
After saying this, the golden aura around his body dissipated and he slowly fell to the ground.
“Pah pah pah pah pah—”
The audience suddenly erupted into warm applause that shook the entire venue.
“Wonderful, wonderful!”
"Too strong! Is this Xue Jing really a martial artist from the outer ring?"
"He didn't even use his full strength, it seems like his clothes weren't even messed up!"
"A huge sword weighing more than 2,000 kilograms is like a twig in his hand!"
"With this feeling of oppression, I'm going to take a big gamble and bet on him to be the champion!"
"I originally thought this Yin Muhu was just here to make up the numbers, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful!"
Amid the noise, the repulsive membrane dissipated, and the medical team that had been on standby nearby immediately rushed forward and began to provide emergency first aid measures to Yin Muhu.
Xue Jing swung the giant sword in his hand to the side with a slight movement, and looked at Yin Muhu and said softly: "It is indeed a good surprise."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the contestant passage and left.
"The winner...the winner has been decided!"
"A clash of geniuses, a collision of mysteries, contestant Xue Jing overpowered contestant Yin Muhu and won the final victory, proving that his pre-match 'boasting' was not just bluster!"
The passionate voice of the commentator continued, gradually fading away in Xue Jing's ears.
He came to the backstage waiting area, Jiang Siwei and Ning Yuantai were already waiting there. When he saw Xue Jing, Ning Yuantai immediately shouted excitedly:
"Brother Xue is awesome!"
"Sister Yin, too. I didn't expect her to be so strong. What a pity! If she hadn't run into Brother Xue, she might have had a chance to make it to the quarterfinals!"
Ning Yuantai sighed.
Jiang Siwei also clapped happily and said, "Did you hear the applause from the audience just now? Xiaojing, you are so proud this time... The inner ring is not the outer ring. It is not easy to get the recognition of the inner ring audience."
Xue Jing waved his hand and said:
"Okay, I'll take a break first and go watch other people's games later."
The finals are different from the knockout rounds. Those who can participate are basically very capable... After the fight with Yin Muhu, Xue Jing deeply realized this.
We can't just ignore them like we did in the knockout rounds. We have to see if there's anything worth learning from them and steal a few tricks.
Of course, the most important goal is to steal Zhou Yinglin's "Perfect".
Xue Jing opened the panel and took a look.
[… Wonderful duel, Zhenwu experience points +1668]
[… Aiming experience +963]
[… Acting experience +888]
[… Military Attack Experience +2067]
…
After looking at a row of quite rich experience points, Xue Jing closed the panel.
He held the forgotten giant sword in his hand, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart.
“Boom—”
He seemed to hear once again the beating heartbeat of the weapon in his hand.
…
Chapter 232 His silver-white vertical pupils were indifferent and contemptuous (4K)
"What do you think, Lao Song?"
In the contestant viewing area, a lazy and somewhat cynical boy asked the boy next to him who was standing with his arms folded and a calm expression.
Song Nanxing turned his head and looked at him, calmly: "What do you mean... Don't call me Old Song, Wei Junwu, I don't know you very well."
Wei Junwu waved his hand: "Look at what you said, who are we fighting against... I mean the sword attack by Xue Jing just now."
Then he added somewhat uncertainly: "Well, it should be considered a 'sword'."
"What do you think?"
Song Nanxing did not reply at the first time, but was silent for a while before speaking lightly:
“Not appropriate.”
Wei Junwu smiled and said, "Oh? What's inappropriate? Tell me."
Song Nanxing glanced at him and said calmly, "That killing move and that weapon are totally inappropriate."
“It’s almost two polar opposites… but that’s also why it’s so scary.”
Wei Junwu sighed as if he shared the same feeling: "Yes, it's terrible."
There were several other contestants standing next to them, but due to their own low skills, they could hardly understand what the two big guys were talking about.
Song Nanxing looked at the alloy stick fragments scattered all over the arena, his eyes thoughtful.
In his opinion, the key point of Hidden Dragon Style is to focus on one point and reach the pinnacle of penetrating lethality.
This move can be performed with weapons, and the most suitable ones are sharp-pointed weapons such as guns and swords, followed by straight and unbendable weapons such as sticks.
As for the large door panel in Xue Jing's hand... it can't be said to be completely integrated with the finishing touch, but at least it is very different.
But precisely because of this, in the eyes of those who know what's good, they can see how terrifying Xue Jing is.
It is impossible for a normal person to forcibly transform the attributes of an unsuitable ultimate-level move within the body and adapt it to the weapon in his hand.
If an ordinary martial artist dared to do this kind of operation, he would be seriously injured at best, and paralyzed or even die at worst.
But looking at Xue Jing's complacent look as if he didn't take it seriously... it seemed that he didn't feel the terrible burden that his body had to endure when performing this operation.
"Could it be possible that this person had undergone a super surgery to transform his own body structure?"
"No, everyone needs to undergo a physical examination before the competition begins. If the alienation rate exceeds 1%, they cannot enter the arena."
"Can the original body do this before breaking the limit?"
As he was thinking about it, Wei Junwu next to him asked with a playful expression:
"Then do you think he can beat Zhou Yinglin?"
Song Nanxing said calmly, "Are you kidding me?"
"It is impossible to break the 'perfect' at this level... Although Xue Jing did not use his full strength, at present, he still has a distance to go compared with Zhou Yinglin."
Wei Junwu shrugged: "That's a pity."
"Zhou Yinglin's purpose for joining the U19 team this time is rather strange... I have a rumor, but I don't know if it's true. Old Song, do you have any information? Let's compare them for reference?"
Song Nanxing said expressionlessly: "I have no news, you can tell me if you want."
Wei Junwu said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, we are friends, I will tell you this news for free."
He paused, and his voice suddenly increased: "I heard that Zhou Yinglin's purpose in participating in the competition was to pretend to accidentally kill Xue Jing on the field!!"
The sound was so loud that not only Song Nanxing but all the surrounding contestants could hear it, and even the audience in the nearby seats could hear it clearly.
Suddenly, everyone who heard it turned their eyes to Wei Junwu.
Song Nanxing's eyebrows twitched, his face full of confusion.
"You are not afraid of death, what do you want to do?"
“Hehehe…” Wei Junwu smiled playfully and did not reply.
The people around were in an uproar.
"Shit, this is big news!"
"How could it be... Come to think of it, the fact that Zhou Yinglin crossed the city circle to participate in the U19 is itself very strange!"
“Is this true or false?”
"No matter whether it's true or not, let's spread it out first!"
…
In the players' lounge, Xue Jing sat cross-legged on the ground, with the forgotten giant sword placed on his knees.
He reached out and gently stroked the old and simple sword, feeling the "dong" "dong" sound it made, which was similar to the heartbeat.
He had a similar experience last time, when he felt it with the Futu Knife.
As a result, Futudao sacrificed his life to transform the tangible and mortal sword body into the intangible and immortal sword intent, thus achieving his own secret of the Heavenly Sword - Sakura Mangetsu.
Is this also the case with the Forgotten Greatsword
Xue Jing felt it carefully for a long time and shook his head.
"No, this feeling... seems to be different from last time."
He pondered for a while, stood up, grasped the hilt with both hands, and raised the Forgotten Greatsword horizontally.
Then he slashed diagonally in the air.
The huge sword blade cut through the air, stirring up a huge airflow that blew the tables and chairs not far away in the room horizontally by more than ten centimeters.
The cat curled up on the sofa and sleeping smacked its lips, turned over and continued to sleep.
“I always feel like there’s something weird.”
Xue Jing thought for a long time but couldn't come up with any clue, so he shook his head and was too lazy to think about it anymore.
He took out the Green Rubik's Cube, twisted one of the steps of the Cube with one hand, and threw it into the air.
A vortex of green light appeared, and Xue Jing placed the Forgotten Giantsword into it. He then put away the Green Rubik's Cube and walked out of the lounge.
He first went to the medical room not far away and took a look at the injured Yin Muhu.