Zhou Wen's swordsmanship seems ordinary, but he has actually used the skills of the Flying Immortal from Heaven, but he didn't take the initiative to attack, and used it entirely for defense, so he couldn't see the mystery because of his long-term experience.
But just defending has already put a lot of pressure on Ming Xiu, just like when Zhou Wen and Xia Xianyue were fighting, Xia Xianyue used Duotian Road to put pressure on Zhou Wen.
It's just that Zhou Wen's agility is not Duotianlu, he doesn't have that kind of aggressiveness, he just defends, but it also makes Mingxiu feel that if he doesn't attack, he will be killed by Zhou Wen with one blow.
So Mingxiu could only keep attacking and attacking again. If it was an ordinary person, under such oppression, he would be discouraged, his will would collapse soon, and he would give up resisting or fight desperately.
Ming Xiu did not give up. Under such pressure, he kept looking for an opportunity to defeat Zhou Wen, and the long sword kept attacking and attacking again.
"No... still not..." Mingxiu kept trying, but no matter how fast his sword was, how gorgeous his skills were, or how ingeniously he drew his sword, they were all perfectly blocked by Zhou Wen.
"How can I break through the coach's defense?" Mingxiu has tried everything possible, tried all the feasible ways, and can't think of a better way.
Mingxiu knew that this was not going to work. Once his train of thought was broken, the sword's power would weaken, and Zhou Wen would counterattack at that time.
This was the last battle with Zhou Wen before he left, and he didn't want to leave just like that.
"What to do... what to do..." In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Mingxiu's mind.
Mingxiu suddenly felt that this situation seemed a little familiar, as if he had experienced such a situation before.
Soon, Mingxiu remembered why he felt this situation was familiar, it was because he had faced the same predicament when he was a child.
At that time, he had just started practicing swords not long ago, and he was only three years old because of his small size and strength, while the other students who practiced swords with him were all six or seven years old.
So during sparring, Mingxiu was always defeated by her classmates because of her lack of strength.
At that time, he had just come into contact with swordsmanship, so no matter what swordsmanship he knew, basically whoever was stronger was stronger. He was several years behind his classmates, and the difference in strength was almost as big as the sky.
He lost miserably in duels every day, and with Mingxiu's temper, he would naturally not be convinced. At that time, he often thought that if he could grow up faster and become as strong as those classmates, then he would never give up. will lose.
It's a pity that he couldn't grow up overnight, but since then, Mingxiu has continued to strengthen his practice and sharpen his skills. Although he is very small, after a few months, he has already been able to compete with those who are comparable to him. He played against classmates who were a few years older than him. After a year, there were no children who were his opponents.
The predicament at the time was the same as the current predicament. Zhou Wen was much better than him in all aspects. The difference was that he couldn't beat Zhou Wen even in terms of skills.
"When I was a child, I couldn't realize that kind of fantasy, but now mine may not be impossible to realize, and I can realize it in another way..." Mingxiu seemed to have a decision in his heart, and his eyes became sharper.
"His eyes are different." Wei Ge said with narrowed eyes.
"Why are your eyes different?" Tian Zhenzhen asked suspiciously.
"Take care of his next sword attack, maybe this will be a very important moment in his life." Wei Ge said unclearly.
Tian Zhenzhen had no choice but to stare at Mingxiu, wondering how his next sword move would be different.
Ming Xiu held the sword, and the light of the sword flashed like a shooting star. In Tian Zhenzhen's view, this sword was no different from many previous swords, they were all so fast and gorgeous, but such a sword could not defeat Zhou Wen .
She has seen it countless times, and Zhou Wen has always blocked such gorgeous swordplay lightly, without exception.
Sure enough, Zhou Wen's sword blocked Ming Xiu's sword again, but at the moment when the two swords intersected, everyone was shocked to find that Zhou Wen's sword fell through, and there was no sword that could block Ming Xiu.
And Mingxiu's sword turned out to be like a late student. After Zhou Wen's sword swept over, his sword stabbed over and stabbed Zhou Wen's heart.
"Okay! Zhou Wen made a mistake!" Tian Zhenzhen jumped up excitedly, she thought it was Zhou Wen's mistake.
when!
But in the next second, Zhou Wen's sword hilt fell and hit Mingxiu's sword tip, knocking Mingxiu's long sword aside, after all, he didn't let his sword stab him.
"It wasn't Zhou Wen's mistake, but Ming Xiu's deliberate result. Even Zhou Wen couldn't see through the belated sword. It's really interesting that he almost got hit by the sword." Wei Ge showed a playful expression on his face.
Ming Xiu had already stopped attacking, did not continue to fight, and put the sword back into the scabbard.
Zhou Wen's hand holding the sword also dropped, letting the tip of the sword stick to the floor.
"Good swordsmanship, what's the name of that sword?" Zhou Wen looked at Mingxiu and asked.
"There is no name yet. If the coach doesn't mind it, he can give it a name." Mingxiu said.
Zhou Wen didn't refuse either, and thought for a while and said, "Since it's a belated sword, let's call it Tomorrow's Sword Art."
"Tomorrow's Sword... Tomorrow's Swordsmanship... Well... Let's call it Tomorrow's Swordsmanship..." Mingxiu seemed to like the name very much, so she decided on it.
"Then let me see how far your swordsmanship can go tomorrow." Zhou Wen narrowed his eyes and stared at the sword in Ming Xiu's hand. He felt that Ming Xiu's confidence and inspiration were exploding because of the sword just now. He was at the peak of his intellectual activity.
"Coach, please appreciate my tomorrow's swordsmanship!" Mingxiu held the hilt of the sword, and her whole body seemed to have entered a mysterious realm, which made people feel unreal.
Click!
The practice sword and scabbard held in Ming Xiu's hand unexpectedly broke apart, and cracks spread across the scabbard. In the blink of an eye, the scabbard shattered, and the hilt that Ming Xiu was holding also shattered.
It is not surprising that the practice sword was broken, but what is strange is that after the practice sword and scabbard were shattered, he was still holding a sword in his hand, a transparent lightsaber, and the terrifying sword intent emanated from the transparent sword light. out.
"Fate Soul... Is that Fate Soul?" Tian Zhenzhen couldn't believe his own judgment, and asked Wei Ge.
"Yes, that's the soul of fate. It's really enviable. He's so young that he has already comprehended the soul of fate." Wei Ge said, he was really envious.
If he could have met Zhou Wen earlier and woke up earlier, he would not have wasted so much time doing those boring things. Maybe he could also be like Feng Qiuyan and Mingxiu, at this age, have Such an amazing achievement.