Wei Xiaohan was very depressed, he clearly felt that his combat power was better than Chen Zong's, but he was defeated in the end, defeated by Chen Zong's brilliant and changeable swordsmanship.
If you lose, you lose, there are no excuses.
"Concession." Chen Zong cupped his fists.
It was not easy to defeat Wei Xiaohan. Using more than thirty sword techniques completely disrupted Wei Xiaohan's rhythm and brought him into his own. Half of the inner strength was consumed.
"Chen Zong, you have killed my disciple of Silver Knife Castle over and over again. I am here today, and I want to seek justice for my brother who died." On the side of Silver Knife Castle, someone stood up immediately, drew his sword and pointed at Chen Zong, with a murderous look: " But today, in front of Ye Guoshi, I will not kill you, I will only teach you a lesson."
"Shameless villain, you have the ability to fight me." Guan Yunxi was angry.
Chen Zong had just fought a battle, and everyone could see that he was exhausted, and now he was fighting with him, taking advantage of others' danger.
For a moment, the disciples of Aojian Villa and Linshanyuan all looked with a trace of disdain.
The people present are all geniuses, and they all have their own pride. They don't bother to do things like this while taking advantage of others.
"Hmph, Chen Zong has a life-and-death enmity with me in Silver Knife Castle. It's his luck that I didn't kill him on the spot." The Silver Knife Castle disciple didn't feel despised at all, but sneered, step by step Stepping out, the momentum rose, locking Chen Zong like an invisible knife.
"Chen Zong, you are a three-star peak combat power, and so am I. Do you dare to fight with me? If you don't, you just kneel down in front of everyone and wait for the disciples of Silver Knife Castle to apologize." pressing.
A gust of fragrant wind hit, and Guan Yunxi appeared beside Chen Zong.
"Junior Brother, I'll deal with him." Guan Yunxi said.
"Junior Sister Guan, just leave this person to me." A hearty voice sounded, Fei Ying flew past under the moonlight, and the man in a moon-white robe was smiling.
"Xia Zunxing, this matter has nothing to do with you." The disciple of Silver Knife Castle frowned, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes, he said coldly.
Xia Zunxing, a disciple of Linshanyuan, ranked fifth on the climbing list, and also ranked on the juvenile dragon list and the strong dragon list.
"Senior Sister, Senior Brother Xia, I will deal with this person." Chen Zong said.
"Be careful." Guan Yunxi heard determination from Chen Zong's flat tone, and said, returning to the pavilion, Xia Zunxing ignored Chen Zong, he wanted to come forward, and he came entirely for Guan Yunxi.
In just a short while, the inner strength that had been consumed by most of it recovered a lot.
"Okay, a little bit of courage." The disciple of Silver Knife Castle sneered, the long knife pierced through the air, and slashed fiercely.
He drew his sword, blocked, moved his steps, and swayed around. In an instant, Chen Zong bypassed the opponent with a saber and appeared beside him. The Gu Que sword fell down like a mountain.
The feeling of watching and fighting in person is completely different.
Chen Zong also knew that his internal strength had not yet fully recovered, only about 70% of what it was in its heyday, and it was not suitable for a long fight. Once he made a move, he would attack like a storm, using different sword techniques alternately, continuously.
Although he already knew that Chen Zong was proficient in many kinds of swordsmanship, with many changes, and he was mentally prepared, but in the real battle, he would find that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.
But this person's sword skills are superb, with one knife in his hand, no matter how Chen Zong changes his sword skills, he always resists with silver knife skills, and there is no way out.
Fight, fight, fight!
Sword light and sword shadow!
The pressure of the knife is diffuse, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal.
The ground was cut with cracks.
Compared to Wei Xiaohan, this Silver Knife Fort disciple was somewhat stronger in combat power, yet he seized a chance and launched a counterattack immediately.
Slash the mountain with a silver knife!
Shocking step!
Chen Zong retreated quickly to avoid it, and charged again, his long sword was like an arrow leaving the string.
The long knife roared like a whirlwind, and the light of the knife raged, as if a storm had crushed everything.
Chen Zong's sword technique changed again.
Cloud illusion and fog change swordsmanship!
The two swords seem to disappear, melt into the air, and change into clouds and mist. When the wind blows, they seem to be scattered, and they are bound by invisible forces.
Chen Zong's figure disappeared, as if he had merged into the cloud and mist, and the cloud and mist covered the disciples of Silver Knife Castle, so they couldn't be seen clearly, only the sound of rain hitting the iron plate was continuous and dense.
"It's actually possible to cultivate the Yunhuanwu Swordsmanship to such an extent in a short period of time." Lin Mingxuan was secretly surprised. He is a disciple of the Linshan Academy, ranked fourth on the mountain climbing list, and his major is the Yunhuanwu Swordsmanship , has already reached the state of subtlety.
Now seeing that Chen Zong's cloud illusion and mist-changing swordsmanship has reached the perfect state, and the distance to the subtle state is only a thin line, I can't help but be surprised.
Because the sword technique of changing clouds and fog belongs to the Linshan Academy, and it has not been spread outside. Chen Zong was able to master it only after entering the Linshan Academy.
Suddenly, in the cloud and mist, two bright and dazzling rays of light seemed to be able to cut through all hardness.
Cutting gold and cutting jade swordsmanship!
This is an incomplete top-grade swordsmanship at the prefecture level, sharp to the extreme.
Divide the sea with a silver knife!
Ben Lei Nine Strikes!
Swords clash.
The Gu Que sword was in front of him, blocking the opponent's slash, and the Red Thunder Sword was like a thunderbolt piercing through the air, with nine strikes in an instant, knocking back the disciples of Silver Knife Castle.
Big Flying Dragon Sword!
The sword is like a flying dragon soaring into the sky, controlling the nine heavens.
When the Silver Knife Castle disciple retreated again and again, he quickly swung his saber to resist, and was knocked away again.
Once, twice, three times, Chen Zong, who seized the opportunity, did not give the opponent time to relax at all.
Not long after, the disciples of Silver Knife Fort retreated to the pavilion with livid faces. Behind them were the pillars of the pavilion, and there was no way to retreat.
He wanted to teach Chen Zong a lesson, but the result was unsuccessful, and he was beaten instead, especially when Chen Zong had only fought once and consumed a lot of strength.
On the side of Silver Knife Castle, the expressions of all the disciples were also not good.
"People from Silver Knife Castle, is there anyone else who wants to fight me?" Chen Zong stood in front of the pavilion of the disciples of Silver Knife Castle, glanced at him, and asked loudly.
Although less than 30% of his internal energy was left, he didn't have any fear.
The two consecutive victories made Chen Zong's aura reach its peak, and the combat power he could display was one or two points stronger than usual.
Chen Zong opened his mouth, but no one from the Silver Knife Fort responded.
Indeed, as long as they are willing to make a move, they will surely defeat Chen Zong, but they cannot save face.
Because Chen Zong had consumed a lot of power, he had already lost face once, and he could not lose face a second time.
"Brother Chen, your swordsmanship is superb, let me see Lie Xinxi, after you rest, I want to learn swordsmanship with you, how about it?" A disciple of Aojian Villa said with a smile, his eyes were shining brightly.
"Okay." Chen Zong looked back, and the other party's expression was not at all provocative, so he nodded.
Returning to the pavilion, Shi Huanyue's beautiful eyes showed a bit of curiosity and admiration, while Guan Yunxi took out a pill and handed it to Chen Zong, which was used to restore his inner strength.
It was like a small farce, and afterward, someone challenged it again.
Each has a three-star combat power, reaching the late stage of the three-star to the peak or even the limit. The battle between each other is naturally very exciting.
After a period of time, Chen Zong's internal strength has fully recovered. As for his physical strength, he has already returned to its peak. During the recovery period, he carefully recalled the previous two battles and found his own shortcomings to improve.
This kind of gathering is rare. You must know that not everyone can gather many super geniuses and fight each other. Every battle has its own uniqueness and something worth learning.
Chen Zong also noticed that Qiu Honglie's gaze swept over from time to time, as if trying to pierce himself through with a sharp sword. The inexplicable hostility contained in the depths of his eyes still made Chen Zong a little puzzled.
In the final analysis, it was just the first time I saw Qiu Honglie, so where did the hostility come from
Two more battles are over, each with their own winners and losers, but this kind of victory or defeat is nothing, after all, it is not a life-and-death battle. If it is a life-and-death battle, all means are used, and the three-star peak combat power kills the three-star extreme battle Power is not impossible.
"Ye Guoshi practiced swords, and our Aojian Villa majored in swordsmanship. I, Wang Chengzhi, overestimated my strength and asked Ye Guoshi for advice. I also hope that Ye Guoshi will be perfect." On the side of Aojian Villa, a disciple stood up.
Wang Chengzhi, ranked third on the Aojian list, is also the most powerful disciple of Aojian Villa who came to the party this time, with a three-star limit combat power.
Surprisingly, he actually challenged Ye Feifan.
Ye Feifei, but he has the combat power of a four-star late stage. The gap between three-star and four-star is obvious, not to mention that there are several small levels of leaps.
"Since you open your mouth, I will grant you." Ye Feifan was also taken aback. He didn't expect someone to challenge him, but he still gave face and said with a slight smile, "I only use one sword."
"Please advise." Wang Chengzhi appeared in front of the main pavilion more than ten meters away like a ray of light, drew out his long sword, and stood in front of him in the posture of a stick of incense facing the sky.
The feeling is different from the old saying, there is a feeling of being able to attack and defend.
Wang Chengzhi didn't have the slightest idea of attacking. The three-star ultimate combat power is indeed not weak, but compared with the four-star late stage, the gap is too big. Even if he shows the strongest swordsmanship with all his strength, there is nothing he can do Extraordinary.
In this case, it is better to wait for the opponent to draw the sword.
Ye Feifan was still sitting on the stone chair, showing no intention of getting up.
"Attention, Your Excellency, I'm about to unleash my sword." Ye Feifan reminded, and after the words fell, Wang Chengzhi narrowed his eyes and stared closely at Ye Feifan's sword.
Everyone's eyes were attracted, without blinking, even Shi Huanyue, a super genius with four-star combat power, widened his eyes.
Remind the other party, after giving the other party enough preparations, Ye Feifan's right hand approached the hilt of the sword slowly and clearly, and then, with five fingers spread, he clasped the hilt.
A melodious sword cry sounded and spread to everyone's ears. It was melodious and crisp, as if it came from outside the sky, and it touched people's hearts.
For the first time, Chen Zong felt that the sound of drawing a sword was also so pleasant, that kind of agile feeling, like a beautiful piece of music plucked by the strings, the reverberation lingered in his ears endlessly.
At the moment when it was too late to blink, Ye Feifan drew his sword and accelerated it, turning into a beam of light, as if shooting out of nothingness. In the eyes of everyone, except for the sword light, everything around him was plunged into darkness. Even the bright moon hanging in the sky, emitting a faint light, seemed to be swallowed by the darkness and disappeared without a trace.
(end of this chapter)