"choke!"
The head-on collision of the broadsword and the heavy sword announced the end of the warm-up, and the confrontation between Qianlong Eighteen and the Second officially began.
Everyone, including Wang Zhaoling, watched in rapt attention.
To say it is formal is not entirely true, because neither of them has the intention of "overpowering others with force", and they are mainly about exchanging techniques.
Since Situ Xiao was a descendant of a famous family, his practice attracted worldwide attention and it was difficult for him to conceal his cultivation. His eight levels of Xuanguan were known to everyone.
But people in the world don’t know that Zhao Changhe had just broken through the sixth level two days ago. According to people’s perception, he was still at the fifth level when he killed Fasheng of the Maitreya Sect not long ago.
If the eighth level is fighting the fifth level, it would be meaningless if it was really about overpowering others. The reason why martial arts are attractive is that in addition to strength, you can also learn about other people's skills, strengthen your understanding of martial arts, and verify your own gains. Martial artists gradually grow up in such actual combat again and again.
So one said, "I hope you can help me gain something," and the other said, "I want to see how skillful your sword is."
So Situ Xiao consciously kept his strength at the fifth level of Xuanguan, and Zhao Changhe was even happier not to show off his newly broken sixth level, and also fought the enemy at the fifth level.
When a fifth-level fighter fights against a fifth-level fighter, victory or defeat really depends on one’s understanding and application of what one has learned, as well as combat wisdom and sense of smell.
"Swoosh!" The heavy sword chopped towards Zhao Changhe's shoulder in an ordinary way. It looked like ordinary chopping wood and the speed was not fast.
Longque rushed out with a roar, relying on the fact that his blade was longer than the heavy sword, and chopped directly at Situ Xiao's wrist.
The speed doesn't seem fast either.
As if suppressed at the fifth level of strength, both of them lost their aura and were not as awesome as others imagined.
However, just when some people were thinking "that's all", they were shocked to find that the swords had not yet collided, and it should even be said that Situ Xiao's sword had not even seen the change of returning to defense, but the sound of the collision seemed to have sounded in advance. Looking closely, they found that the hilt of the sword had lightly touched the tip of the dragon bird, deflecting the knife.
"What's going on?" The young master of the Dai family in the northwest blurted out in surprise.
Wang Zhaoling watched the sudden and swift movements in the arena intently, and explained casually: "Situ's sword was simply unstoppable... Don't fall into the trap of thinking that 'we are both at the fifth level of Xuanguan'. There are also differences in strength among people of the same level, not to mention that each family has different ways of using strength."
"The Shenhuang Sect focuses on the physical body, and its explosive power method surpasses all other sects. Situ's slow sword is actually gathering power all the way. If you think his sword is easy to block, and you just block it, the power that explodes at the moment of contact can directly knock your sword away. The so-called great skill is not skillful, to put it bluntly, it is still to overwhelm the opponent with force."
"And Zhao Changhe's response was the best one Wang could think of. He took advantage of the difference in the length of their weapons to attack and defend, forcing Situ to return to defense. The momentum that was slowly gathered by the sword was dispersed. What's interesting is that there are very few such wrist-picking moves in sword techniques. This is fucking sword technique..."
"What's even more interesting is that Zhao Changhe's sword contains the Tang family's Radiant Refraction. It may not seem that fast when it hits Situ's wrist, but it is actually a little faster. This is also a trap he set for Situ. If Situ underestimates it and thinks he can suddenly speed up and attack without returning to defend, his wrist will be injured first."
"It turns out that both sides saw through each other's intentions and responded perfectly."
Everyone was silent.
Not to mention finding the best response instantly, just the fifth-level misconception in thinking is something that I'm afraid only a few people can clearly see through.
Some people silently discovered that they were both at the fifth and sixth levels, but if any of the two players in the field were replaced by themselves, they would have been defeated in the previous round...
It is said that an expert knows the ins and outs, and the ins and outs cannot be fully explained in a few words. In this meeting alone, the time spent by Wang Zhaoling's commentary was enough for the two people in the field to go through another 20 or 30 rounds. The commentary of passers-by completely lost its meaning.
Fortunately, all those present were potential talents, and there were not many who did not understand. Most of them did understand, and even if they did not understand at the moment, they would react afterwards. They all stared at it intently and did not utter a word.
The game was no longer as slow as the first round where people were testing each other. The movements were extremely swift. One of them was looking at the moon like a drunken immortal, and the other was crossing the water like a graceful and elegant person. However, both of them were using heavy weapons weighing dozens of kilograms. The extreme contrast between lightness and heaviness made it very uncomfortable to watch. It was difficult to understand how these two people managed to control themselves, yet they were so harmonious with each other.
"Swoosh!" The dragon bird whizzed past, and Situ Xiao made a very strange mistake in his steps. He slid sideways at a seemingly impossible angle, then turned around and slashed at Zhao Changhe's ribs with a sword.
The whistling sound brought by the sword was just like the feeling of being in a mountain cave and experiencing a violent gale outside. It was no longer pretense, and truly demonstrated what it meant to use the fifth level of cultivation to chop out a sword that even the sixth level could not block.
The explosive and unique skill of the Shenhuang Sect has a simple name, it is called “Shen Lin”!
Frankly speaking, Situ Xiao is not one to play tricks. He and Zhao Changhe are very similar types. If this sword is used with full strength, there will definitely be obvious changes in the scene, and it will be as if a god has descended from heaven.
At the same time, Zhao Changhe's sword, which seemed to have missed the target, skillfully changed the horizontal slash into a downward chop, which collided heavily with Situ Xiao's sweeping sword.
There was a loud "bang" and a long sound echoed throughout the hall.
The onlookers were surprised to find that the power of Zhao Changhe's sword was exactly the same as Situ Xiao's, not inferior in any way!
Because of the bloody murderous aura on the knife, including Zhao Changhe's red eyes, it was completely as if all the gods and Buddhas were scattered.
He has integrated the essence of this move into ordinary moves, no longer limited to the original action method, evil spirit, blood, true energy, and physical body, all merged and exploded unscrupulously, slashing out a sword that is in no way inferior to the Shenhuang Sect's unique skills.
If you descend with divine power...
Then all gods and Buddhas will scatter!
"Boom!" The aftermath of the energy spread violently, and the cups and bowls that were closer to it trembled and shook, giving the illusion that there was an earthquake.
I'm a bit over the top...
The two men who were clashing with swords looked at each other and suddenly laughed: "What a pleasure!"
"So strong..." "Is this the fucking fifth level of Xuanguan?"
"If you say it's the seventh level or even higher, I'll believe it..."
"If I were to go in, I'd be done for... It was okay in the first round, but I really couldn't take it this round. I mean, I couldn't take it even with my full strength."
"It's normal for Situ Xiao to have such an understanding of martial arts. He is not really at the fifth level of Xuanguan. He has been famous for many years... This Zhao Changhe is really at the fifth level of Xuanguan. His understanding of martial arts has actually reached Situ Xiao's level, and his skills are extensive, with almost no shortcomings..."
"Is this really a fight between the second and eighteenth Hidden Dragons, not a fight between the second and third Hidden Dragons?"
Wang Zhaoling: “…”
The third Qianlong is here...
The two men in the fight each took three steps back. Zhao Changhe shook his dragon bird and laughed loudly, "Brother Situ, I guess you have many unique skills that are difficult to use, and it's not exciting enough... I'll use my sword first, please try it!"
Situ Xiao stared at the dragon bird in Zhao Changhe's hand with great interest, but saw Zhao Changhe flick his wrist, and the dragon bird rushed towards him in a very strange arc, like a stabbing or cutting.
This is a modified sword technique, and Situ Xiao made a judgment at the first moment.
It doesn't matter what was modified, the fact that Zhao Changhe made such a solemn reminder shows that this is a unique skill, and it is okay to show it to others in public. This means that it is not a tricky or special technique, but a use of strength that others would not know how to break even if they watched.
Sure enough, when Situ Xiao solemnly took the knife, he found that Longque seemed to retract the knife with a light touch, and it had already cut out the second knife without giving the dragon a chance to hit the target, with unparalleled speed.
Situ Xiao blocked another knife attack, but the third knife was already coming.
Then came one slash after another, faster and heavier, as if being in an endless river, with waves surging one after another, never ending, and each wave seemed to absorb some of the power of the previous wave and condense forward again, so each slash was more powerful than the previous one, and by the time it reached the fourth or fifth slash, the power had actually surpassed the "Gods and Buddhas Are Dispersed" just now... No, it was the "Gods and Buddhas Are Dispersed" itself that was superimposed inside it.
Situ Xiao actually felt exhausted. He could not keep up with the speed or strength.
What kind of weird move is this? Why can it break through the limitations of his own strength and speed
It is surging so violently that it is gradually becoming unstoppable!
Situ Xiao suddenly remembered a sentence from the book of chaotic times: The long river flows, and it is unstoppable...
Isn't this situation completely appropriate
But Situ Xiao still felt very happy. The more he blocked, the happier he felt. He actually laughed out loud: "It feels great. Good! Good! Hahaha, what a great swordsmanship!"
As the sound of clang-dang-dang-dang continued like beads falling on a jade plate, Wang Zhaoling suddenly stood up with a solemn expression.
Lu Bingcheng asked, "Zhao Changhe's endless sword power is so terrifying that even the bystanders can feel suffocated... What kind of unique skill is this? How did he do it..."
Wang Zhaoling couldn't answer.
He didn't know how to do it...
Because this is not a martial art of this world at all. This is the unique skill of the Sword Emperor. Because it is so suitable for Zhao Changhe's mind, he selected it from thousands of unique skills and kept it in his best treasure box. How can people in this world recognize it
"Brother Zhao! Be careful!"
During the battle, Situ Xiao's loud shout was heard. The onlookers saw a dazzling light bursting out from the place where the swords collided, and they actually lost their vision for a moment.
The unique skill of the Shenhuang Sect, the divine power of heaven!
The light faded away, and Zhao Changhe took several steps back. There was a clear streak of blood on his right shoulder, but the injury did not seem serious.
Situ Xiao stood there quietly, without any injury or pain.
The winner has been decided
Wang Zhaoling was about to speak when he heard Situ Xiao sigh: "I lost."
Wang Zhaoling said: "I can see clearly that Brother Situ is not injured."
"But I just used the power of the seventh level of Xuanguan. I can't think of how to deal with this move with the same level of strength! If you lose, you lose!" Situ Xiao laughed: "Good knife skills, good sword skills, very satisfying! Just this battle, Situ's trip was worth it!"
Zhao Changhe covered his wound and smiled: "I said it at the door. The moment I saw you bang your head against the door, my trip was worthwhile."
Situ Xiao turned around and grabbed a pot of wine on the table: "Can you drink?"
Zhao Changhe took off the gourd from his waist and gestured: "Please!"
The two men raised the wine jug and gourd at the same time, tilted their heads back and drank, as if no one was around.
It was as if this was not a martial arts competition, but rather a lifelong confidant.
Xia Chichi's eyes flashed, and he looked at the extremely discordant old wine gourd for a long time.
She suddenly remembered why Zhao Changhe had such an old wine gourd.
(End of this chapter)