His sword skill, Xia Feihong, is called "Whirlwind Falling Leaf Sword". It is like a wind, a breath, and focuses on the sword intention in one breath. Once it is used, it will be flickering, rolling, and extremely fast. Each sword is more powerful than the other. Faster, like clouds and fog, like wind and lightning, ever-changing and unpredictable. WWw!QuANbEn-XiAoShUo!cOM
However, Qin Wushuang's style of fighting was unhurried and slow. He would not use a sword for a long time, but once he did, he would hit the vital point directly. It could be said that his fast pace was completely disrupted.
To use a vulgar analogy, it’s like when you relieve yourself, you are peeing freely, and you are suddenly frightened by someone from behind. This happens one after another, intermittently, bit by bit, how can you feel relaxed
At this time, Qin Wushuang didn't feel like he was fighting at all. Instead, he felt more like he was taking a leisurely stroll outside his yard, stepping on the "Ling Yun Immortal Steps" under his feet, feeling at ease, as if all Xia Feihong's efforts were in his eyes. As if it has nothing to do with him.
No matter how he attacked or grabbed, not only could he not get a piece of his clothes, he couldn't even catch Qin Yuanshuang's shadow.
After every three or four strikes from Xixia Feihong, Qin Wushuang suddenly thrust out a sword as if he remembered something. It was as if I were walking in the yard and saw a fallen leaf, and swept it away as casually as I could.
But with just such a sword, Xia Feihong's vitals were blocked before the peak was about to arrive, and the hearty feeling of pleasure never came. "laugh!"
Qin Wushuang raised his hand and struck out with another sword. This sword circled around Xia Feihong's side and stabbed directly into Xia Feihong's ribs. Xia Feihong almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
He just felt a little cyanotic with the few sword strikes just now, but with Qin Wushuang's strike, the fictitious pleasure in his mind was suddenly popped like a bubble.
Xia Feihong was almost going crazy in his heart. Since his debut, with this "Tornado Falling Leaf Sword", he has defeated many opponents and defeated many strong ones.
Although he has been defeated before and was defeated by stronger opponents, it was all because the level of realm was too far apart.
For example, last year, on the way from thirty-two to sixteen, he became the strongest young disciple of Xingluo Palace, Wei Yi. That time, he lost and had nothing to say. Because Wei Yi's realm is indeed much higher than him.
But right now, he felt that Qin Wushuang's level was not necessarily any higher than his. Arrogant (8) I don’t know where he learned these inexplicable and completely unconventional sword skills. He used every move to come first, which made him very uncomfortable.
From the beginning to the end, Qin Wushuang only used three swords, but each time the three swords were released, he was embarrassed every time. All the momentum, all the prepared sword power, completely collapsed and disappeared with one stab of his sword.
Xia Feihong roared, took two steps back, held the sword in his hand, and said angrily: "Qin Wushuang, what kind of trick are you using? It's not a gentleman's sword." What is a gentleman's sword? "Qin Wushuang asked lightly. "A gentleman competes with swords in a dignified manner. What he competes for is strength, the subtlety of the sword's will, and the momentum of the sword. But your messy dealer's style is completely embarrassing to the swordsman. "Xia Feihong is really going crazy.
Qin Wushuang sighed helplessly and said with a smile: "Xia Feihong, with your level, are you qualified to talk about sword intention? I have said before that there is no strong or weak sword move, there is a level of level. The gentleman's sword you mentioned is the sword of a child. Just playing tricks. A sword is a weapon, a weapon for killing. A gentleman or a villain is not about swordsmanship, but about mental skills! You can't even see my sword intention, but you dare to talk about the subtlety of the sword intention. You are really a fool.
Immediately, Qin Wushuang looked solemn and said in a serious tone: "Since you want to compete in swordsmanship, that's fine too. Then let's compare swordsmanship and see who can be called a dragon or a snake with a sword!"
After saying that, he shook his wrist, activated his spiritual power, and let out bursts of sword chants, like a long dragon roaring and a phoenix roaring for nine days.
Qin Wushuang swung his Ziyang sword and roared: "Xia Feihong, I will let you use the full set of sword skills, so that the sword skills you are proud of can be fully displayed. Let's see whose sword skills are worthy. Sword Intent - two words!"
After saying that, Qin Wushuang pressed forward with his sword and locked the area of 100 meters in all directions, completely covering Xia Feihong within the range of the attack barrier. ready. Tai Wushuang did not attack forcefully, he waited for Xia Feihong to attack.
Since Xia Feihong thinks that his swordsmanship is excellent and that his swordsmanship is like a dragon and a snake, let him understand the power of the Dugu Nine Swords and learn the true sword of the king. "The Whirlwind Falling Leaf Sword" was indeed very powerful once it was used. Qin Wushuang felt like a strong wind was blowing around him, the sword energy was everywhere, sand was flying, rocks were flying, and fallen leaves were colorful. The ever-changing external energy quickly attacked Qin Wushuang's body.
Xia Feihong was extremely proud. Since you, Qin Wushuang, have been entrusted with the task and have fallen victim to my Bo Ji general technique, how is it possible for you to escape from this martial arts stage today? The ninety-nine and eighty-one styles of swordsmanship, one sword creates ten swords, and ten swords create hundreds of swords, constantly changing and emerging.
Tai Wushuang only saw a sword light in front of him. With his naked eyes alone, he could no longer tell where the person was and where the sword was. Yes, if you fight innately, how can you only rely on the naked eye to observe the enemy's situation? Qin Wushuang ignored Xia Feihong's artificial changes at all. The Purple Sun Sword in his hand was like the sunshine in the haze, swaying freely, moving like clouds and flowing water, and at a very fast speed, constantly being handed out from his arm. Since you want to play fast, I'll go fast with you. Jingle bell, jingle bell…
The crisp sound of impact, the fierce collision of spiritual energy, each collision is like a note, playing a perfect auditory song, and at the same time, it also performs a perfect sword duel.
Xia Feihong can conjure up the illusory sword energy of Wu Min Dao with every sword he strikes, but Qin Wushuang is not confused by those illusory sword energy at all. He can accurately grasp the real sword with every sword and give him a counterattack. You One sword, one sword for me. Qin Wushuang did not use one more sword, nor did he use one less sword. In the blink of an eye, sixty-four swords were passed.
Xia Feihong became more frightened as he fought. Although he had ninety-nine and eighty-one swords, at this time, he had obviously realized that Qin Wushuang's method was much stronger than he imagined. The reason he used unconventional swordsmanship before was obviously not because he was afraid of him, nor because he was worried about confronting him head-on, but because he didn't even bother to compete with him.
You have to be quick, Qin Wushuang can strike first and catch his sword every time. Even if he starts a beat slower, the effect is exactly the same, which shows that Qin Wushuang's speed is not inferior to him at all. Xia Feihong was shocked and angry. But at this time, he was already riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off. No matter what, he had to finish the eighty-one swords. Qin Wushuang had already seen at this time that Fu Feihong was definitely at the end of his rope.
He was not in a hurry to fight back at the moment, but allowed Xia Feihong to keep increasing his strength, stimulating energy, and sending out sword energy. But at the end of the powerful crossbow, how can its power penetrate Lu's silk
After he finished the eighty-one sword blows, Qin Wushuang let out a slight roar and thrust the Purple Sun Sword forward. His spiritual power moved slightly, and it hit Xia Feihong's wrist. laugh! Qin Wushuang stopped with one click, and after hitting his wrist, he immediately put away the sword, only to prevent him from holding the sword in his hand without damaging his vitals.
Xia Feihong took off his long sword and saw that his wrist was a little red. It only damaged the skin and not the muscles and bones. He couldn't help but feel dumbfounded. He felt both admiration and gratitude. Qin Wushuang was able to freely send and receive his strength under such a desperate situation. This level of control actually exceeded him by unknown levels. In this arena duel, serious accidental injuries and fatal injuries occur, and serious injuries also occur from time to time. If Qin Wushuang had attacked with all his strength just now, he might have cut off his wrist in one breath.
But at the critical moment, the other party acted with ease and stopped at the last moment. Not only did he not try his best, but he also managed it so well. It can be seen that the opponent's sword skills and mind have reached a certain level of master.
Xia Feihong went from being dissatisfied, to admiration, to admiration, and finally to shame. He was ashamed of what he had just said. A gentleman's sword? The sword moves the dragon and the snake? Qin Wushuang's words and deeds made him truly understand what swordsmanship is! A gentleman and a villain are not distinguished by their swordsmanship, but by their mental skills!
These twelve words were constantly swirling in Xia Feihong's mind. He sighed and said in submission: "Senior Brother Qin, Xia Feihong is convinced. Last year, I bowed to Senior Brother Wei Yi and I was convinced; this year, I am defeated by you. Under the sword, he was equally convinced. If Xia achieves great success in swordsmanship in the future, he must remember Senior Brother Qin's wise words. "There is no strength or weakness in sword handling, but there is a level of realm." My brother, I am indeed not as advanced as I am, and I feel ashamed.
Qin Wushuang not only won this battle, but also won the opponent's heart and soul. Defeat others with your sword and conquer others with your virtue. This battle also allowed Qin Wushuang to accumulate a good relationship and establish a good relationship. monument!
The second round was indeed exciting. Although there were no core disciples participating in the sword fight between Qin Wushuang and Xia Jianhong, the sword-wielding disciples in Xingluo Hall were greatly entertained. It constantly confirmed their shortcomings and deficiencies in swordsmanship, and naturally benefited a lot.
Some disciples have even planned to ask Qin Wushuang for advice on some swordsmanship issues.
After all, Qin Wushuang's sword skills just now certainly conquered all the onlooking disciples of Xingluo Palace, and his speeches on the sword also conquered all the sword masters. There is no strength or weakness in sword moves, only high or low realms. A gentleman and a villain are not distinguished by their swordsmanship, but by their mental skills! What a penetrating insight!
Even those old guys were secretly surprised when they heard Qin Wushuang's insights on swordsmanship. Even Leng Qiuchi, the most picky master of the Fourth Hall, was shocked in his heart.
"How can this boy have such a master's bearing at such a young age? This kind of bearing even seems to be inferior to Wei Yi, whose cultivation level is only higher than him. Although Wei Yi's level is high, he has never had it. Such wise words..." The Fourth Hall Master sighed in his heart, glancing at the Second Hall Master Tan Zhongchi sitting beside him from the corner of his eye, feeling envious for the first time that Tan Zhongchi had accepted such a good disciple.