If Shui Qianshan knew what Chen Guhong thought, he might not be able to resist drawing his sword and beheading the scholar. Because he is very confident, very confident.
Although the three people on the opposite side are all at the top of the world, he is not a vegetarian either. He has only lost to Guo Shuiping since he was a child, and he was defeated after 300 moves.
Other than that he never failed.
But now that Shuiping died in battle, the Jiangbei swordsman Bai Zheng who defeated Shuiping did not belong to the opposing force, so he was undefeated.
Self-confidence is the spirit, and the spirit can be dazzling. Shui Qianshan walked up to the ring with his head held high and his chest held high, his aura became more and more overwhelming, like a high mountain, a lone peak that was tyrannical and incomparable.
At this time, Chen Duxiu, the swordsman of Wanshan Mountain, also stepped onto the stage. Shui Qianshan showed a magnanimity that he didn't show when he met Chen Guhong that day.
He raised the sword in his left hand, put his right hand on top of his left hand, and said, "Please advise!"
Chen Duxiu glanced at Shui Qianshan, showing a little appreciation for Shui Qianshan's imposing aura. "It doesn't lose the bearing of the head of the generation of the Shui family."
But behind the admiration, Chen Duxiu also sighed.
"It's a pity that you are doomed to fail today. But since I appreciate you, I will give you the dignity of a warrior, and I will do my best to defeat you."
Thinking about it, Chen Duxiu's aura burst out violently. Thousands of waves, ten thousand mountains, full-bodied and calm, can be compared with ordinary people, and it is by no means a vain name.
Feeling this sudden burst of momentum, Shui Qianshan felt a trembling feeling for an instant. He was ashamed of this feeling, and his face lost its usual coldness like a rock.
"Please advise." At this moment, Chen Duxiu also cupped his sword at Shui Qianshan. Then the long knife came out of the body.
The knife is blunt, without any sharpness. The blade was covered with rust, and when it was raised, rust flew. This is an ancient knife, but also an ordinary knife.
It's not famous, it's not hard. It is not sharp, and it is worthless compared with the magical weapons in the world. But it is the knife of Chen Duxiu's family, and it is an inheritance of the small family of the Chen family.
Chen Duxiu ran amok in the world with this knife in his hand, and gained his current reputation.
As for the human long sword, the sword held in the hands of a peerless person like him, even if it is a mortal sword, can make people talk about it, and become a peerless sword.
This knife is called "the undefeated knife".
"I am invincible!" As the invincible sword appeared, Chen Duxiu's eyes shone brightly like the sun and the moon. Immediately, the arrogance of the earthy yellow color gushed out, wrapped around the knife and turned into an eight-foot-long knife glow.
"call out!"
Sweep with one knife. The momentum was like a landslide, which made people's ears roar.
"Wanshan sword technique!"
Shui Qianshan just felt suffocated, as if a traveler was climbing a mountain, but after climbing over a mountain, there was another higher mountain waiting for him, thousands of mountains and rivers, endless despair.
In that instant, Shui Qianshan knew that he was overconfident. The trembling just now was real, not an illusion. I'm afraid I'm no match for him.
The moment a thought arises. Shui Qianshan was wiped out, after all, he was also a powerful party.
"Strike the moon swordsmanship! Precursor!" Shui Qianshan gritted his teeth and didn't take half a step back. As the long sword advances, the moon attacking swordsmanship blooms like light. The white sword energy broke through the barrier of the void and stabbed at Chen Duxiu's knife.
"bump!"
The clash of swords, the collision of their respective heroic spirits, roared like drums of war.
"Huh, huh, huh!" The scene was full of dust waves. Like a strong wind. Visible and invisible breaths tore through the void, criss-crossing all directions.
"Pfft. Puff!"
Sword Qi and Dao Qi also split the ring under the two people's feet, and the tall and thick ring was covered with scars all of a sudden. As for Shui Qianshan and Chen Duxiu, they each took a few steps back and stared at their opponents.
This is no longer a human effort, neither Shui Qianshan nor Chen Duxiu have earned their reputations in vain. Ninety-nine percent of the people present were staring at him, holding their breath and staring at the two fighting on the stage, showing reverence.
The scene was silent, even Yuanyuan forgot to eat melon seeds, her mouth was slightly opened, revealing her white teeth, her eyes were wide open.
Chen Guhong's face became more serious, and he thought: "I underestimated this Shui Qianshan. Although his strength is not good, he has the courage to fight. And he did it right. If it wasn't for this move that preceded Chen Duxiu Boom, choosing to avoid the edge because of a momentary fear is to face Chen Duxiu's continuous saber technique, and finally lost the opportunity and lost."
But Chen Guhong knew that Shui Qianshan was still going to be defeated, so just now when he confronted him, Shui Qianshan retreated ten steps, startled by every step, leaving ten pairs of footprints on the stone platform.
But Chen Duxiu only took seven steps back.
It wasn't just Chen Guhong who saw the difference in strength, everyone present could see it. The people of the Shui family showed distress, while the major forces showed joy.
Shui Qianshan felt the deepest, because his hand holding the sword was a little numb, and this was only the first move. But he can't back down, even if he knows he is invincible, he still has to fight.
"kill!"
Shui Qianshan gritted his teeth and roared to kill with all his might. With a twist of the wrist, the sword in his hand bloomed like a flower, and there were many sword shadows in the air, and then thousands of sword qi gushed out, forming a sea of sword qi.
It is the attacking moon swordsmanship, "heaven and earth are the same dust".
"Hundred Waves!" Facing the astonishing momentum of the world, Chen Duxiu was very calm, swiping his saber vertically and horizontally, he only had one saber in his hand, not as magnificent as Shui Qianshan's move of the world, but the momentum was unstoppable.
Seeing Chen Duxiu swiping one saber after another, he swung a hundred sabers in the blink of an eye. Each knife smashed a line of sword energy, and in the blink of an eye, the sword energy that filled the sky turned into dust and dispersed.
"Thousand Waves!"
After the world was broken, Chen Duxiu's complexion suddenly changed, he lost his composure and became ferocious and murderous. A swordsman is a swordsman, and a swordsman is domineering. Although Chen Duxiu claims to be calm, he is also a beast in essence.
"Huh, huh, huh!" Like a rolling wave, the saber's momentum continued, one slash after another. The strength of each knife is the same, neither increasing nor decreasing.
Calm as a mountain.
Although Shui Qianshan is good at swordsmanship and knowledgeable, he can't see the flaws of this move, it can't be broken at all, so he can only block it. One sword after another, and in the blink of an eye he took sixty-five cuts.
He retreated thirteen steps in a row, each step was difficult, like a strong bull stuck in a mud pit, struggling hard. If he retreated sixty-five steps, he could block the saber's momentum.
But the knife is like a mountain, and the edge cannot be seen. But Shui Qianshan only felt his viscera roaring, as if he was about to shatter under the weight. The right arm is numb and wants to break.
A mouthful of blood spewed out from the corner of his mouth involuntarily, and when this mouthful of blood spewed out, his momentum disappeared. The arrogance all over his body suddenly shattered. Before he could recover, the knife arrived. Suifeng pointed at Shui Qianshan's neck, stopped within three inches, and then put it away.
"Acceptance." Chen Duxiu said, his accent was the same as when he first took the stage, calm and resonant, neither slow nor slow. Then Chen Duxiu put the saber back into its sheath, and walked down the ring slowly.
Water Thousand Mountains, defeated!
The undefeated sword is still undefeated, and the swordsman of Wanshan is still like that high mountain and solitary peak, which makes people look up.