Chen Changsheng's sword pierced Zhou Ziheng's chest so easily, as if that star field did not exist.
People who understand what it means to gather stars are very surprised and shocked.
Chen Changsheng himself was not surprised, he was very calm, just like Xue Xingchuan and those big shots were shocked before, from the beginning to the end, the rhythm of this battle was under his control.
For human practitioners, being able to condense the star field can be said to be the most important process. Only by successfully gathering stars and possessing an extremely powerful defense can they fight on an equal footing with the strong demons with perfect physical conditions. The human world even There has always been a deep-rooted view: Practitioners with star domains are naturally invincible in front of practitioners without star domains. So when Zhou Ziheng formed the Star Field, everyone thought that Chen Changsheng must have lost, thinking that his continued sword strike was just a kind of spiritual self-consolation, just a random strike.
Zhou Ziheng also thought so.
But Chen Changsheng never thought this way, because he learned his sword by himself, and never had rules, never thought, or didn't know, that a relatively low-level sword could not break through the star field.
Later, he learned swordsmanship from Su Li, and there was no discipline. Even, the first sword that Su Li taught him was how to break the star field of the star-gathering realm powerhouse.
This is naturally the first sword he learned with Su Li in the wilderness: Hui Jian.
In the early morning a few days ago, Tian Hai Yaer came to the entrance of the Orthodox Academy and yelled at him, while Zhou Ziheng stood by the wheelchair and remained silent, and it was like this for the next few days.
Chen Changsheng didn't do anything, everyone thought he was patient, waiting for Li Gong to show up, and later thought he was waiting for Tang Thirty-Six to come out from the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books.
Yes, he was indeed waiting, but at the same time he was also preparing, especially after knowing that the two archbishops of the Holy Church had once again raised the issue of martial arts performances against the Orthodox Academy.
For this sword, he prepared for a long time, and he got a lot of information about Zhou Ziheng through priest Xin. When there was a lot of foul language in front of the Orthodox Academy, he was reading in the library, and what he read was the history of the Zhechong Palace, the story of the Zongsi, and the set of swordsmanship called Guzhou Fengfengjian. He knew Zhou Ziheng's life experience, he knew that he was indifferent, greedy, selfish, and famous. He found Zhou Ziheng's seven battles, knew that this person suffered a serious injury to his left shoulder, and also knew that this person likes to eat crabs from Chenghulou most.
Countless things about Zhou Ziheng were in Chen Changsheng's mind. It could even be said that in some respects, he knew Zhou Ziheng better than Zhou Ziheng.
The information was collected in his mind, and then he began to sort out, classify, and then began to calculate and deduce.
He wanted to find out the weakness in Zhou Ziheng's sword technique, and even more so, he had to find out the weakness in Zhou Ziheng's star field in advance.
The real star fields in the night sky are all leaving space from time to time as they move, let alone the human star fields. When facing Xue He or Liang Hongzhuang in the wilderness, he could find the weakness of the opponent's star field when Yu Jianjiang was in his body. It's not surprising that the star field can't be broken, that's the really strange thing.
So he found it, and broke it.
Huijian is not a sword, but a combat method of calculation and deduction. From the silence in the early stage, to the sudden agreement yesterday, to the stupid sword before, to retreating in front of the stone steps, to the twilight of dawn before the singing of birds, and the heavy rain before swallows fly low, all of these are the result of wisdom. sword.
The sword move he actually used was the most common move in the true sword of the state religion, called Troubling Rain.
Zhou Ziheng's star field has a gorgeous shape, but it is not solid.
This is the weakness calculated by Chen Changsheng.
As for the specific location, it was in front of his feet.
Ye Yusheng sent out a sword, and the sword fell like rain, piercing Zhou Ziheng's blue shirt below his knees, but it sank into his chest.
With a puff, blood shot out.
Zhou Ziheng's face was pale, and his eyes were full of horror and disbelief.
Amidst the howling sound, he turned into a wind and rain, and retreated towards the depths of Baihua Lane.
Chen Changsheng's sword couldn't completely sink into his chest, he thought it was because the opponent didn't have enough real energy.
Although he has been seriously injured, he still has the strength to fight. As long as he can get rid of Chen Changsheng's sword, he will have a chance to fight back.
A gust of wind suddenly blew up, Zhou Ziheng faced the danger of death, unexpectedly burst out with unimaginable energy, forcibly broke through the formation set up by the priests of Li Palace, and retreated to the street.
You know, there is a distance of more than a hundred feet from the gate of the Orthodox Academy!
However, he still couldn't get rid of Chen Changsheng and the sword in his hand.
Zhou Ziheng suddenly realized that he had forgotten one thing.
Before this sword test, the Tianhai family prepared a lot of information about Chen Changsheng for him. Although he only glanced at it casually because of his self-confidence, he still remembered that this young man had learned about the demon clan for some unknown reason. know how to step. Although it is not a real and perfect Yezhi step, it can already increase the opponent's speed to a terrifying level.
If it is normal, even so, Zhou Ziheng has countless ways to deal with it, but now, in his panic, he only cares about retreating, so he can't think of these.
Zhou Ziheng is like a ship in the ocean, constantly heaving and retreating.
Chen Changsheng was like sea water in a vast ocean, always following him, never leaving him.
Amidst the panicked shouts, the crowd dispersed and retreated towards both ends of the long street.
When the wind was calm, Chen Changsheng and Zhou Ziheng stood in the middle of the street.
Several big figures in the pergola exhaled breaths to prevent the breath of this battle from hedging and hurting ordinary people.
But no need.
Chen Changsheng's sword had penetrated Zhou Ziheng's chest.
Blood dripped down the sword continuously.
Xue Xingchuan, who saw this scene in the teahouse, was speechless again.
Zhou Ziheng's judgment was not wrong, the amount of true energy that Chen Changsheng could use was too small, so the sword was not powerful. Xue Xingchuan naturally understood this, so even if it was confirmed that Chen Changsheng's swordsmanship really came from that person, he didn't think his sword would have much power after breaking through Zhou Ziheng's star field.
Chen Changsheng's sword once again overturned the so-called common sense, it was obviously not strong, but it pierced through Zhou Ziheng's body so easily.
Why
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"It's not the violent swordsmanship that burns life essence in Xunyang City."
Across the street, in a dark carriage, an official jotted something down on a piece of paper.
Looking at the picture over there through the window, he continued to write a sentence on the paper after thinking about it.
"Maybe the sword is weird."
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There was a tiny soft sound.
Chen Changsheng retracted his sword.
Zhou Ziheng clutched his chest and fell down on the street.
People from the Thirteenth Division of Qingzheng had been waiting for him, and hurried forward to treat his wounds.
Zhou Ziheng was in pain and bewildered. He looked at him and asked, "What kind of sword is this?"
The street was quiet.
The crowd around, the people under the arbor, and Xue Xingchuan in the teahouse were all waiting for Chen Changsheng's answer.
Chen Changsheng glanced at the sword in his hand, blood dripped down the sword without leaving a drop, the sword became bright again, spotless.
This short sword was given to him by Senior Brother Yu Ren, and now it contains the sword soul of Chen Xuanba's Dragon Chanting Sword.
But he is not Chen Xuanba after all, he must have his own sword intent after all.
From Zhouyuan to Xueyuan, from Xunyang City to Kyoto, his sword intent has finally achieved great success.
Then this sword should have its own name.
Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "Let's call it... Wugou."
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