Without a sheath, the sword is sharp.
Zhuang Huanyu's sword pierced through the wind without any reservations. With his powerful true essence, he stabbed at Chen Changsheng's body. The tip of the sword emitted a blue light and made a hissing sound.
Residual sand on the ground rises again and dances across the field.
Chen Changsheng used the Ye Consciousness Step, his figure suddenly disappeared, and with afterimages, he surrounded Zhuang Huanyu, and the dagger in his hand kept falling down like a stick.
Still fast fighting.
Zhuang Huanyu was not afraid at all, his sword moves were exquisite, his attacks were extraordinarily wild because of his anger, but his defense was also extremely perfect, it could be seen that his mind was not in a mess at all.
No matter how fast Chen Changsheng's footwork was, no matter how direct and forceful the dagger fell, there was no way to find his loopholes, let alone break through the loopholes. On the contrary, Zhuang Huanyu's sword intent became more and more calm. Countless sword lights are like invisible nets, making Chen Changsheng's footwork more and more dignified, even if he wants to escape, it is no longer so easy.
Chen Changsheng figured out his intention—Zhuang Huanyu wanted to use this kind of swordsmanship to erase his advantage in body speed, and finally enter into a contest between pure moves and true energy—he made a decision without hesitation, and his body skill suddenly Changing, the speed was unbelievably fast, he took three steps to the right, but finally appeared on the other side of Zhuang Huanyu.
Zhuang Huanyu swung his wrist and stabbed obliquely. With an indescribable Dao sword, he swung away the short sword in his hand, and then took advantage of the situation to stab him at the throat.
Chen Changsheng was suddenly in danger, but his expression remained unchanged, because he had already entered Zhuang Huanyu's sword light.
Now, no one can avoid it anymore.
He turned sideways and let the Linguang sword pierce his shoulder, and the dagger in his hand slapped Zhuang Huanyu directly in the face.
Zhuang Huanyu lifted the lightsaber upside down, greeted him with the hilt, and at the same time made a wrong step, and cut his throat with the edge of the sword again.
In the blink of an eye, the situation of the battle changed drastically.
Intensive clashing sounds sounded again in the Xichen Building. It was the sound of two swords meeting, but compared with the first round, this time the sound of the swords was continuous, as if it would never stop. Open, and then annihilated again, whether Chen Changsheng or Zhuang Huanyu, decided to decide the winner.
Crack, wipe, three cracking sounds sounded!
Burst, two smashing sounds resounded!
The drizzle had stopped and the wet sand fell to the ground. Chen Changsheng and Zhuang Huanyu suddenly separated, swept back more than ten feet, and then stood still.
Chen Changsheng was stabbed three times, plus the previous sword wounds, six sword wounds intersected vertically and horizontally on his chest, dripping with blood, he couldn't bear to look directly at him.
Zhuang Huanyu was hit twice by his dagger, his right shoulder collapsed slightly, blood overflowed, and his face was extremely pale.
The sword was unparalleled, and the stick was a blunt weapon. Three swords were exchanged for two sticks. No matter from which point of view, Zhuang Huanyu should have taken advantage of the last round of sword confrontation.
Anyone who was Zhuang Huanyu's opponent would be seriously injured and unable to fight again under these three strikes.
Chen Changsheng did not fall down.
Zhuang Huanyu wanted to fight him with moves, swords with swords, and true essence with true essence. His response was tougher, and he directly exchanged moves for moves, sword for sword, and injury for injury.
This is Liang Banhu's method of beating Tang Thirty-Six, and it is the strategy that Gou Hanshi formulated.
He used it in the crucial battle with Zhuang Huan Yu.
Chen Changsheng has always been a person who is willing to learn and is good at learning, and he dared to use this method, which shows that he has absolute confidence in his true energy and defensive ability, at least stronger than Zhuang Huanyu.
Zhuang Huanyu didn't fall down either, although his face was already extremely pale.
Their bodies were covered in blood, and they looked at each other in silence with a distance of more than ten feet.
There was silence in the dust-cleaning building.
The dignitaries by the window on the second floor also remained silent. This battle was naturally nothing to them, but the calmness and courage that Chen Changsheng and Zhuang Huanyu displayed in this battle were far beyond their age They were a little moved, and the silence at this time may represent a respect.
Silence also means tension.
Who actually won
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It was also quiet outside the Xichen building.
The candidates outside the building were even more nervous than those inside the building, and they wanted to know who won the battle.
After Chen Changsheng and Zhuang Huanyu entered the building, everyone's eyes fell on the closed door.
Just like so many battles before, the candidates couldn't see the picture in the building, and could only guess what happened through the sound in the building.
After the second round, the soundproof formation of Xichenlou often failed, because the candidates participating in the battle became stronger and stronger, and the battle became more and more fierce.
The same was true for this battle. Not long after the building door closed, the examinees heard a piercing sound of a sword breaking through the air. They knew it was the sound of a sword, but they didn't know whether it was Zhuang Huanyu's sword or Chen Changsheng's. Then they heard a muffled sound, as if someone was ringing a bell in the building, and some people guessed that it should be the sound of a fist with true essence.
What happened next got a little weird.
Because the Xichen building suddenly became quiet, but there were bursts of cicadas singing outside the building, and even the temperature rose a little, as if it was summer, and then it rained suddenly in the cloudless blue sky. Wet an inch of land outside the building, but it just falls inside the building, looking like a waterfall.
Then the sword ming continued without stopping until finally, everything quieted down.
This battle should be over, who wins
The three people in the Orthodox Academy were the most nervous, and the atmosphere in Linpan was oppressive.
Xuanyuan Po's eyes widened, he looked at the closed building door, he kept rubbing his hands, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
Luoluo closed her eyes, clasped her small hands into fists in front of her, and silently prayed for Chen Changsheng.
Tang Thirty-Six paced non-stop with his hands behind his back, his lips moved slightly, muttering words. He didn't ask what Chen Changsheng's hole card was or where his confidence came from. He knew that Chen Changsheng must have been prepared for this battle, but he knew how strong Zhuang Huanyu was—Zhuang Huyu was his senior brother in Tiandaoyuan , is also the object he has always wanted to surpass. After a closer distance, he could hear clearly what he was muttering to himself in a low voice: "Too optimistic...too optimistic, we trust him too much, how can this win? How can this win? You guy You must win, but how can you win?"
At this moment, the door of the Xichen Building was pushed open.
All the candidates looked at the past at the same time.
Luoluo opened her eyes, full of hope and worry.
Tang Thirty-Six stopped pacing and talking to himself, but he didn't look over because he didn't dare to look.
The first person to walk out of the Xichen Building was Chen Changsheng.
He was covered in blood, his feet were bare, his clothes were torn, and his body was covered in wind and sand. Compared with the previous rounds, he looked more like a beggar.
The area around Shiping was still quiet, because it was still uncertain who the winner of this battle was.
After the equally tragic battle with Zhexiu, Guan Feibai walked out of Xichenlou first, but he was the loser.
At such a tense moment, Chen Changsheng suddenly turned around and walked into the building.
The battle is over, he has already left the building, why did he turn around? Everyone was stunned, not understanding what was going on.
Not long after, he came out again, this time with an extra pair of boots in his hand.
A brand new pair of boots.
Suddenly there was a strange cry, it was Tang Thirty-Six's strange cry.
He didn't look at it on the surface, but in fact he kept looking there from the corner of his eye.
He screamed strangely and rushed towards Chen Changsheng.
Luoluo let out a long breath, patted her chest lightly, her face was full of fear and joy.
Xuanyuan Po didn't understand, scratched his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
Luo Luo said, "Mister won."
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