Duke Lu's Mansion, martial arts arena.
Cheng Yaojin took an ax from the weapon rack next to him and said to Li Zexuan: "The two axes before were too heavy. I was afraid of hurting you, so I, old Cheng, will use this ax to gesticulate with you. Boy, Whatever weapon you use, go and pick one."
Li Zexuan didn't bring his sword when he went out, but even if he brought his sword, he would be embarrassed to use it at this time because it was too sharp. Since he couldn't refuse this competition, Li Zexuan had no choice but to step forward and pick a long sword.
Isn't there a saying that says, life is like that, since you can't refuse, then enjoy it. It just so happened that Li Zexuan also needed some practical experience to improve his martial arts.
This sword is slightly light in hand, not as heavy as my own Wind Chasing Sword, and not as sharp as the Wind Chasing Sword, but it can still be considered a good sword. Li Zexuan danced two sword flowers casually and got used to the weight of the sword.
Cheng Yaojin's eyes lit up when he saw Li Zexuan's standard movements, and he praised: "Hey, boy, you are also a master of swordsmanship."
Li Zexuan's forehead was covered with black lines, and he almost cursed out loud, cursing in his heart: You are the master of making trouble.
Li Zexuan had seen Cheng Yaojin practicing martial arts at the martial arts field before, and he knew that his skills were at least not inferior to his own. He did not waste any time at the moment. He poured his inner strength into the long sword and took the lead in attacking. The first form of the Taixuan Nine Swords was to ride on the wind and ride on the sword. For nine days, Li Zexuan rode the wind with his sword and stabbed Cheng Yaojin straight at him.
Cheng Yaojin's pupils shrank, and he secretly thought that it was a very fast sword. Sure enough, a famous teacher gave birth to a great disciple. He put away his contempt, held a horse spear, and flew to fight. No matter how fast the sword was, Cheng Yaojin would not retreat.
The swords collided in the air, making a loud metallic sound, and then both of them were knocked back. Cheng Yaojin was knocked back two or three steps, but Li Zexuan was knocked back about ten steps. It was obvious that Li Zexuan was completely defeated in terms of strength in the first round of confrontation.
Li Zexuan was not discouraged. As soon as he landed and stabilized his body, the second strike of Taixuan Nine Swords struck him one after another. As graceful as a flying dragon, carrying the first sword to ride on the remaining power of the wind, the long sword in Li Zexuan's hand was faster, and its trajectory was like a flying dragon soaring in the sky, erratic.
Cheng Yaojin couldn't predict the trajectory of the sword. He could only dance with the horse in his hand like a tiger, and there was no leakage.
At this moment, Cheng Yaojin suddenly felt a chill behind him and felt bad. It was too late to turn around. He could only rely on his years of life and death fighting experience to stab the horse behind him from the waist with all his strength. He heard the sound coming from behind him. There was a loud sword cry, but Li Zexuan's sword from behind was still blocked.
Li Zexuan also knew that these alone would not be able to stop Cheng Yaojin, so he immediately changed his moves. Ta Xue used the third sword of Tai Xuan Nine Swords next. Ta Xue had no trace and his body was like a swallow. Li Zexuan kept changing his steps and swung his sword to attack everywhere. Only the sound of swords clashing could be heard in the field.
After attacking each other for more than ten times, Li Zexuan changed his moves again and used the fourth sword of Taixuan Nine Swords, Breaking Waves.
The waves and thunder raged, and Li Zexuan's momentum changed. He touched the ground with one foot, rose into the air, picked up the long sword, bent his waist, and bent his whole body into a circle. Then he and the sword were like a The large roulette wheel with a sharp blade was spinning rapidly, as if riding the wind and breaking waves, flying towards Cheng Yaojin.
Faced with this fierce and strange sword, Cheng Yaojin was also frightened. He did not dare to hold back any more. He stamped his feet fiercely, and the martial arts stage suddenly roared. Cheng Yaojin also rose into the sky and swept his horse. He used it as a battle ax and used the rotating flying ax to hit Li Zexuan.
The two people suddenly collided violently in the air, like a comet hitting the earth, and a loud bang spread throughout Cheng Mansion.
The swords were separated at the first touch, and the two flew away again. The difference was that this time, Cheng Yaojin took five steps back to stabilize his body, while Li Zexuan only took eight steps back to stabilize his body.
Li Zexuan fired four swords in succession, the power was superimposed layer by layer, and the gap in strength between him and Cheng Yaojin was getting smaller and smaller.
Li Zexuan stabilized his body without stopping, and continued to use the fifth sword of Taixuan Nine Swords, Juechen, with the power of the first four swords. After fighting for so long, he could see that Cheng Yaojin was considered a master. Even though he was no longer in his prime, he could still block his sword, so he used his fifth sword with all his strength.
Yi Jian Jue Chen was desolate and cold, and only a bit of cold light on the tip of the sword could be seen emitting thousands of rays of light. This sword, Yi Jian Jue Chen, was coming in an instant.
Cheng Yaojin has been fighting for many years, but he has never seen such a fast sword. With a loud roar, he relied on years of experience in battle formations to predict the position, and used all his strength to slam the horse in his hand towards the tip of the sword.
Suddenly there was a huge cloud of smoke and dust in the field.
After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, and they saw two people standing looking at each other. However, the horse shaft was broken and the sword tip was damaged. Both sides were injured!
Cheng Chu was silent in the audience, his mouth never closed from the moment Li Zexuan used his first sword. He had previously judged that Li Zexuan's martial arts was superior to his own, but he never thought that his martial arts would be so powerful that he could even fight with his father.
My father is a veteran of many battles! ! He is known as the Demon King! What kind of monster is this brother he befriended? He is two years younger than himself, but his martial arts skills are as good as his father's.
Seeing Li Zexuan's dazzling sword skills pouring down like a violent storm on the field, and his father barely resisting with his own strength advantage and years of battle experience, no matter how stupid Cheng Chumo was, he knew that Li Zexuan's martial arts skills were perfect. Instead of being on the same level as himself, he has begun to move closer to the masters of the older generation.
Comparing people to each other is really infuriating. Cheng Chumo's little heart was hit by tens of thousands of critical points at this moment.
"Haha, yes, yes, Xiaoxuan, you are so young, you have reached the peak of Qi transformation, you are really awesome! I haven't beaten Old Cheng so happily for a long time, hahaha!" Cheng Yaojin threw it away and it was already broken in his hand. The two-parted horse laughed loudly, and the laughter soared into the sky. He stepped forward and pinched Li Zexuan's shoulders and said with emotion.
In this battle, Li Zexuan fought with all his strength for the first time, and the battle was very enjoyable. He threw the long sword in his hand into the weapon rack, wiped the sweat from his face, and said humbly to Cheng Yaojin: "Uncle Cheng, thank you very much for keeping your hand. Otherwise, my nephew will not be able to persist until the end."
What he said was indeed correct. If Cheng Yaojin had attacked with all his strength as soon as he came up, he would not have had the chance to use these five swords. After all, the absolute gap in strength was there.
In the end, he was able to draw a tie with Cheng Yaojin. On the one hand, it was because Cheng Yaojin was older and was definitely not as good as when he was in his prime. On the other hand, it was entirely due to the mystery of the Taixuan Nine Swords. With a series of moves, the power continued to accumulate. It was only by chance that the battle ended in a draw.
Cheng Yaojin laughed loudly, waved his hand and said: "Old Cheng, if you say you are good, then you are good. It's so hypocritical to be humble. Young people must be arrogant and don't imitate those old Confucians who are sour."
What else could Li Zexuan say? Cheng Yaojin could say these things, but he couldn't. He was helpless and had no choice but to learn from him: "Uncle Cheng taught me this."
Cheng Yaojin praised: "Your swordsmanship is really exquisite. My old Cheng always likes to defeat the opponent ten times with one force on the battlefield. No matter who the opponent is, he will hit him to death with one axe. I didn't expect that your swordsmanship can be fully utilized." Finally, the power of the explosion was not inferior to mine at all.
It is not easy for you to cultivate the Qi Transformation Realm at such a young age. I never expected that you could actually fight against the Grand Master with the Qi Transformation Realm. You are truly worthy of being a disciple of an immortal. I, Old Cheng, am completely convinced by Taoist Master Lingxu. "
Li Zexuan bowed and clasped his fists: "Uncle Cheng is serious. How can my meager martial arts skills be compared to Uncle Cheng? My master also praised Uncle Cheng for his unparalleled loyalty and bravery before his death, and often mentioned you in front of my nephew."
Cheng Yaojin's face was shocked and he asked urgently: "What? Are you saying that Taoist Master Lingxu has passed away?"
He only heard from Cheng Chumo that Li Zexuan had worshiped Master Lingxu as his teacher when he was a child, but he really didn't know that he had passed away. When he heard this, he was extremely shocked.
Li Zexuan also had a dark look on his face and replied: "My master drove the crane west from Longhu Mountain three months ago."
Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin had a complex expression on his face, pinched his beard, and sighed heavily: "I didn't expect that an immortal figure like Taoist Master Lingxu would not be able to escape birth, old age, illness, and death in the end, alas..."
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