On the competition stage, Menmahara, the magic sword lying on the ground, looked very ugly. He wanted to prove himself in the battle, but unexpectedly he lost again. (learn.ou.m)
Moreover, the defeat was so complete and embarrassing. It was more direct than the defeat at the hands of Lin Fei, and it made him even more desperate.
Lin Fei defeated him with seven moves, but he thought that if it weren't for that weird sword skill, Lin Fei would have to take at least a hundred moves to defeat him. He was dissatisfied, very dissatisfied.
But his defeat at the hands of Xiao Chen forced him to accept that Xiao Chen had no skills compared to him.
Ma Yuan played with murderous intent, and Xiao Chen played with him, but failed miserably. His murderous intent was as ridiculous as that of a child in front of the other party.
He wanted to fight hard, and Xiao Chen did what he wanted, so he fought hard with him. As a result, at the same time, Xiao Chen's cultivation was half the level of Wuhuang Xiaocheng, and Xiao Chen's vitality was infinitely deeper than his. It was completely superior to him in terms of quality and quantity.
Four moves, only four moves were used, which was three fewer moves than he lost to Lin Fei. He, Ma Yuan, was once again stepped on by a rookie and became a stumbling block for them.
Xiao Chen, who was about to step down, looked at the disappointed Ma Yuan and felt something in his heart. He stopped and said, "You didn't lose to me, you lost to yourself. Blood Shadow Sword Technique, one look at the murderous intent and the other Invisible agility.”
"But you are too impatient. You only want to defeat the opponent quickly, but you have not even used the blood shadow sword technique. If you are not stable, how can the sword skills and martial arts skills you perform be perfect?"
"Think about the moves you made. Are the blood and the shadow connected? There is no connection at all between the murderous aura and the invisible and agile aura. If you can really practice to a great level, even if you face an opponent who is a step above "
At the same time, he was defeated at the hands of Lin Fei and Xiao Chen. If Ma Yuan could not think about it, it would become a demonic obstacle in his heart, and his progress in swordsmanship would be reversed.
There are too few masters on the mainland who are famous for their swordsmanship. As a swordsman, Xiao Chen really doesn't want to see a master of swordsmanship sinking into despair.
On the audience stage, the great elder of the Shen Dao Sect saw this scene and smiled slightly: "This little guy is not old, but his state of mind is rare. I hope Ma Yuan can be more open-minded. After these two major defeats, maybe it was him. An opportunity to turn a cocoon into a butterfly.”
Li Zaixuan, the great disciple of Shenmen Gate on the side, also nodded and said: "This person is not simple. As an outsider, he seems to know the essence of the Blood Shadow Sword Technique better than us."
Lin Fei, a rookie who was also in the fifth group, curled his lips and said disapprovingly: "I pretend to be very similar. I only defeated Ma Yuan in four moves. If I use my full strength, I can defeat him in three moves."
Gong Yangyu, the silent seed player of Taiyimen, had a hint of imperceptible solemnity in his calm eyes, and he had a vague premonition in his heart that Xiao Chen would be his strong rival in the fifth group.
After sitting down, Xiao Chen began to pay attention to the competition between a few acquaintances. Zuo Mo was very unlucky. He was assigned to the same group as Bai Zhan and met each other in the first battle.
It seemed that because of the relationship between Zuo Mo and Xiao Chen, Bai Zhan attacked very hard and had no intention of defeating Zuo Mo in a hurry. He just kept grinding Zuo Mo, deliberately showing some small flaws from time to time, making Zuo Mo think there was still a chance and not admit defeat.
As time went by, Zuo Mo's injuries became more and more serious, until he finally realized that there was no chance of defeating Bai Zhan.
Bai Zhan laughed ferociously, and stretched out both palms. One palm was like a volcano erupting, sending heat waves to the sky, and the other palm was like flying snow, freezing to the bone.
The two heavens of ice and fire merged into Zuo Mo's body, causing his face to turn red and white, and the blood from the corner of his mouth flowed out like a fountain. Before he could even say he would admit defeat, he was beaten by Bai Zhan and completely lost his ability to fight.
This day's battle was completely wasted, and I could only retire early, forever losing the chance to make it to the True Dragon Ranking.
Bai Zhan, who defeated Zuo Mo, raised a sneer on his lips and looked at Xiao Chen with cold and vicious eyes.
He silently told Xiao Chen that he deliberately disturbed Xiao Chen's state of mind and weakened his strength when he tortured his friends and during the battle.
There was a strong murderous intention in his eyes, but Xiao Chen's heart was calm. If Bai Zhan wanted to disturb his mood with this, it would be a big mistake.
His behavior would not only fail to achieve the effect he wanted, but would also bring him disaster that he could not escape from because he had completely angered Xiao Chen!
"The seed player Gong Yangyu is on the stage!"
A series of soft shouts came from behind, pulling Xiao Chen back from his thoughts. He looked up at the competition stage of the fifth group and saw Gong Yangyu standing on the stage with a strong robe and a long stick in hand.
The stick was six feet long, blue-purple in color, and a head taller than a ram's feather. Circles of black garden patterns were drawn on the surface of the stick, making the entire stick look very heavy.
His opponent was a male disciple from the Haotian Sect named Gao Jian, who used a rare large axe, and was walking in the same direction as Gong Yangyu, both of which were wide open and wide.
As disciples of the ten major sects, the two seemed to have known each other for a long time. Knowing that they were no match for each other, Gao Jian opened his mouth and laughed softly: "Brother Gongyang, please show mercy."
Gong Yangyu said softly: "Then just click it."
Without putting on any airs of being a master, after Gong Yangyu finished speaking, he spun the wooden stick in a circle with one hand, and a strong hunting wind sounded, causing Gao Jian to narrow his eyes.
Boom boom!
In the strong wind, two thunders sounded one after another. When the third thunder sounded, Gong Yangyu's footsteps started to move.
The wind and thunder roared, and this stick, with the power of wind and thunder, went straight towards Huanglong.
It was obviously just a simple movement, but in Gong Yangyu's hands, wind and thunder came out, full of momentum, and there was a vague demeanor of a great master.
Gao Jian shouted softly, his feet sank, his center of gravity pressed down, taking the tenacity of the old tree's roots, he held the giant ax in both hands, swung it fiercely, and faced it.
boom!
The ax blade struck the top of the wooden stick, and the collision created a strong airflow, forming a violent whirlwind around the two of them, soaring upwards.
Rub rub rub rub!
With a solid foundation, Gao Jian's block was quite satisfactory, but his strength was ultimately insufficient. The surging lightning that erupted from the tip of the stick knocked him back several steps.
Gong Yangyu's expression looked very serious, and he didn't mean to look down on the other party at all. He walked forward and walked seven steps quickly, leaving an afterimage on the spot with each step.
The seven afterimages are holding wooden sticks, with different moves. At first glance, it looks like seven people are wielding sticks at the same time.
call out!
When the seven afterimages overlapped, the wooden stick in Gong Yangyu's hand passed through Gao Jian's hands at an incredible angle, passed through the giant axe, and pointed above his eyebrows.
With just a little force, Gong Yangyu's long stick could pierce Gao Jian's head.
Whoops!
With one hand closed, Gong Yangyu's wooden stick rotated slightly in a circle, then placed behind him, and said softly: "Chengyi."
Gao Jian smiled bitterly and jumped off the ring without saying a word.
"It's amazing. I didn't even see how the last stick came out."
"Gong Yangyu's strength is quite stable, and he has made considerable progress compared to three years ago."
"The seeded players are just extraordinary. With two simple moves, it is obvious that they are different from other rookies."
After watching Gong Yangyu's game, the nearby warriors couldn't help but praise softly. In addition to strength, more people saw something else.
Gong Yangyu's attack couldn't be said to be amazing, at least it wasn't as subtle as Lin Fei's weird sword skills.
But everyone didn't know why, they just felt that Gong Yangyu was very strong, even better than Lin Fei.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly, but he could see through the truth at a glance. It was just two words, background.
In his previous life, to put it simply, Lin Fei was a nouveau riche, stunningly beautiful, domineering, and sharp. Gong Yangyu, on the other hand, has been famous for a long time. He has a restrained edge and a unique temperament. After a period of time, he may very well be the future stick master.
Of course, which one is stronger or weaker between the two can only be known by actually fighting. You can say that the nouveau riche is flamboyant, but in your heart you must not look down on the strength of the nouveau riche.