Everyone in the Tang family in Wenshui knows that their young master is impatient to fight for a long time - the impatience here is not that he can't hold on, lack of endurance, but impatience.
Tonight Tang Thirty-Six was very impatient, he stepped forward with his right foot, the weeds died with the wind, the Wenshui sword in his hand shone with stars all over the sky, rolled towards Qijian, the sword aura Tearing the night sky, there is a faint fire in it.
"Late Cloud Harvest!"
Among the crowd watching the battle on the stone steps in front of the hall, someone who knew this sword technique exclaimed.
Tang Thirty-Six's true energy was fully released, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, as if it was really burning under the night sky.
The few clouds slowly drifting over the square, lit up by the flames on the sword, seemed to be on fire, just like the fire clouds at sunset.
What's even more frightening is that there is an infinite sword intent hidden in the burning evening cloud, an extremely fierce sword intent.
Everyone was shocked, thinking that this young man's arrogance and presumptuousness really had a reason to be so arrogant and presumptuous.
Gou Hanshi's expression also became dignified. He could imagine that Tang Sanshiliu had left Wenshui and practiced in the Tiandao Temple in Kyoto for several months. The strength of the sixteenth, but he did not expect that his strength has improved so much, and he has such a level.
The evening clouds were burning on the night sky, and the sword intent rushed towards his face. Qi Jian's thin body was crumbling, and his small face was slightly pale, but he could not see any fear.
He let out a soft drink, and sealed the iron ruler sword horizontally in front of his chest, like two mountain peaks on the river slowly closing together, blocking all the brilliance of the setting sun from him!
Tang Thirty-Six continued to move forward, the whole field was full of flames, the sword moved in it, extremely domineering, gradually getting brighter, the sword's head unexpectedly condensed into a ball of dazzling white light!
The pitch-black square in front of the temple was first illuminated by evening clouds, and then it was suddenly as bright as day, as if the morning sun had risen ahead of time, and it seemed as if the setting sun had been brought back to the world by someone!
"The setting sun hangs!"
There was another exclamation from the crowd watching the battle.
It wasn't until this moment that those strong men who knew the goods finally confirmed that Tang Thirty-Six had fully grasped the true meaning of the Tang family's swordsmanship in Wenshui!
Night cloud collection!
Sunset hanging!
Ichikawa Maple!
Three styles of Wenshui!
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The Wenshui Three Styles is the most powerful sword technique of the Tang family in Wenshui. This set of sword techniques only has three moves, but it is enough to change the world.
With Tang Thirty-Six's current level of practice, even if he mastered this set of sword techniques, it would definitely be impossible to fully exert the power of this set of sword techniques, but it is already strong enough.
With his lazy temperament, he has devoted himself to practicing this set of swordsmanship for four full years, coupled with the hard work in the past few months, he has finally mastered it. He originally wanted to use it at the Ivy Banquet, or to directly destroy Tian Hai Yaer, or use it at the most critical moment in the battle with Zhuang Huanyu, but he never had a chance until he faced Qijian tonight.
There was a shocking discussion in front of the hall.
Chen Changsheng was a little puzzled, and asked Luoluo, "What's wrong?"
"These three swords are very powerful, they are the swords of burning and killing."
Luo Luo said: "But the reason why everyone was shocked, apart from this, is also because no one thought that Tang Thirty-Six would use his strongest means as soon as he came up."
Chen Changsheng remained silent, thinking to himself, is there something wrong
"No one will make a big move as soon as they come up."
Knowing that Mr. Luo has no experience in cultivation and combat, Luo Luo thought for a while and said, "This... is too careless."
Really careless.
On the stone steps in front of the hall, regardless of the Zongsi Institute, the Thirteen Divisions of Qingyu, and the southern sects such as Shengnvfeng, the elders of those divisions just had time to explain the details of the battle to their disciples, but who would have thought , as soon as the battle started, Tang Thirty-Six released his ultimate move, and the outcome was in sight.
The teachers and elders of those sectarian colleges didn't have time to say anything, they could only sigh with emotion, or were shocked and speechless.
In the battles of ascetics, they seldom use big moves immediately after they come up. Of course, it is not because of chicness or grace, and it has nothing to do with not being particular about it. The most important thing is because the big moves are the strongest moves, that is victory With a negative hand and a big move, it means that the winner will be seen in the next moment.
This kind of scene will only appear in those battles with clear strength and weakness.
Those who are extremely confident will choose this method, or those who know they are invincible can only smash the cans and smash them.
The realm of Tang Thirty-Six and Qi Jian is similar, if this battle is to be carried out according to the usual rhythm, at least dozens of moves will be needed to determine the winner.
He didn't have any reason to take such a risk, as soon as he made a move, the outcome would be determined.
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Tang Thirty-six was not impatient, nor was he too confident, nor was he lacking in confidence.
He knew that the number and purity of Qijian's true energy was slightly better than his own. If it was to talk about the true meaning and mystery of swordsmanship, the Lishan Sword Sect was probably even higher than the Tang family in Wenshui. If the battle continued like this Go on, and the one who loses in the end is still himself.
He wants to win, so he has to get the upper hand.
The first move in victory or defeat is who gets the momentum first.
Without hesitation, he used the Wenshui Three Forms at the bottom of the press box, and the evening clouds were closed and the setting sun was hanging. Two extremely powerful sword moves came out overwhelmingly, directly enclosing Qijian.
This is the so-called momentum.
He had thoroughly studied the battle between Zhuang Huanyu and Qijian two years ago, and he knew what Qijian's weakness was.
He believed that although Qijian must have become stronger and more stable in the past two years, there was still no way to completely get rid of that weakness.
Because a twelve-year-old child, after two years, is still a child under the age of fourteen.
Children are children after all.
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The children are too young, have too little experience, and most importantly, they cannot bear as much pressure as adults. After all, not everyone is like Chen Changsheng, who has been living in the world since he was ten years old. Under the pressure of terror.
Qi Jian is the youngest disciple of the Li Mountain Sword Sect, but he is also one of the two people who bear the most pressure in the entire Li Mountain. The other is Qiu Shanjun.
He was less than twelve years old, and he was able to fight head-on with the strongest student of Tiandao Academy. Even if he lost, it could be regarded as shocking. Knowing this, he once commented: There is this son in Lishan, and he will not fall for a thousand years.
What a high evaluation this is, and what a heavy pressure it is.
Qijian practiced reading under such pressure. At such a young age, he became more and more silent and more and more like a little adult.
But just as Tang Sanshiliu thought, children are children after all.
Tang Thirty-Six's move was the Wenshui Three Form, which was to crush the pressure he was under to the extreme.
With this pressure alone, Qijian will be crushed.
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Except for Mao Qiuyu and other senior experts, only Gou Hanshi understood Tang Thirty-Six's intentions immediately.
His expression became more and more dignified. He knew that his younger brother was talented, but because of his age, he always had weaknesses. He was defeated by Zhuang Huanyu two years ago. The reason for the insufficiency, but he understood that the little junior brother lost the sword in the end because he was not decisive enough to lose.
The reason why he was not decisive enough was because Qijian panicked, and the reason why he panicked was because of too much pressure.
Sure enough, facing the sword that was burning like evening clouds, and facing the sunset-like white light of Tang Sanshiliu's sword tip, Qi Jian's expression was still calm, and the Tie Chi Sword was still calm and steady, with no signs of disorder in his breath. , the two invisible cliffs are still slowly retreating, but Gou Hanshi can see that... he began to panic.
Gou Hanshi frowned slightly.
Regarding Tang Thirty-Six's thoughts hidden in his sword intent, some people might think that he is shameless and bullying young people, but he doesn't think so, as he said before, as long as it is his own ability, it is fine Use, since it is a battle, no matter the psychology or the ability to withstand pressure, it can be attacked.
He just felt that it was a pity that the junior brother was clearly stronger than his opponent, yet he was defeated due to psychological reasons.
Tang Thirty-Six's figure had come to Qijian.
The Wenshui sword ignited all the clouds in the night sky, and all the weeds in the cracks in the bricks in the square in front of the temple turned into jade color.
The fields are on fire, and the setting sun covers the earth.
Qijian looked resolute, his iron ruler and sword were like a cliff, guarding the clear stream in his heart, and refused to dry up.
Tang Thirty-Six didn't give him any chance.
With a clear howl, the Wenshui sword trembled violently, as if there were thousands of streams flowing on the sword, and finally turned into a river.
The burning evening clouds in the sky, the setting sun at the head of the sword, and the jade grass on the ground all fell on the sword and into the river, turning into more than one hundred thousand gold coins.
The sword intent was fully restrained, the river gently swayed to the bank, and the row of green trees on the bank were burning like red maples in autumn.
The last of the three Wenshui exercises.
Ichikawa Maple!
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There was a hint of panic on Qijian's small face.
At this time, many people have already seen that he is about to lose.
This closed disciple of the head of the Lishan Sword Sect had not had time to fully display the subtlety of the Lishan Sword Art, and he was about to be defeated so aggrievedly.
Looking at the bewilderment and pain in the little junior brother's eyes, Gou Hanshi finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He looked at the field and shouted: "Clouds go, clouds come, far and near mountains!"
The voice came to the seven ears, and the young man didn't understand why the senior brother would say such a sentence at such a critical moment.
This sentence is a part of the Lishan swordsmanship, a very common move, more precisely, it is the Qingxin swordsmanship that all disciples will learn after getting started.
But just like how he practiced sword moves in Mount Li in the past, Qijian followed his brother's instructions honestly, without any hesitation.
He raised his right knee, lowered his wrist slightly, retracted the iron ruler sword quickly, and swept backward like a lotus in the wind.
With this retreat, the two falling cliffs stopped in mid-air.
Tang Thirty-Six's Wenshui sword followed the trend, shining brightly in the night sky, and instantly came to Qijian.
wipe! wipe! wipe! wipe!
Several corners of Qijian's robes were broken, and there was a slight bloody opening on his shoulder. He looked extremely embarrassed, but he managed to get rid of Tang Thirty-Six's sword force!
No one could have imagined such an ending.
People are sure that the key lies in the retreat of Qijian.
What is so miraculous about that retreat? Can you avoid the Wenshui three forms
Qi Jian knew very well that it was his body skills and sword intent that avoided the Wenshui Three Styles.
But the premise is that retreat.
You must retreat before you can stand again.
When he retreated, he felt that he was not as good as he was, and he followed the trend.
Whether the mountain is far or near, sometimes, only the cloud in the sky is floating or leaving.
What Gou Hanshi taught him was not specific sword moves, but how to face pressure correctly.
Because of age, because of some objective reasons, there is always a moment when I can't bear the pressure.
It is certainly courage to hold on, but it is wisdom to learn to retreat.
Gou Han used his own wisdom to dispel the pressure brought by Tang Sanshiliu's Wenshui Three Forms for Qijian.
Next, it was Tang Thirty-Six's turn to bear the pressure.
Qi Jian's expression was calm, and the sword's momentum resumed, as sharp as a rock among the mountain peaks.
But different from before, the iron ruler sword in his hand followed the trend and went up according to the cloud.
The two cliffs no longer closed slowly as before, but directly... collapsed!
The night wind was blowing fiercely, and the clothes were rattling. The young man charged with his sword, breaking the setting sun, and the sword fell like a cliff!
The cliff broke suddenly, and the evening clouds collapsed in chaos!
Tang Thirty-Six let out a muffled snort, retracted his sword once, and stepped back on the clouds with both feet, his movements were indescribably casual and unrestrained.
A muffled sound resounded through the night sky until now.
That was the sound of Wenshui sword meeting Tiechi sword.
In just an instant, the situation has reversed.
After meeting each other, a bloody mouth appeared between Tang Thirty-Six's chest and abdomen.
He landed on both feet, holding the sword at the side, and the hand holding the hilt trembled slightly.
He knew that he was already at a disadvantage, but he didn't panic in any way.
Just then, a voice sounded behind him.
"Back again!"
Tang Thirty-Six recognized Chen Changsheng's voice, what was he thinking
Standing with a sword in hand, waiting for Qijian to attack, how cool and unrestrained, and taking a step back, wouldn't it be embarrassing
I thought so, but his feet took a few steps back for some reason.
Just as he left, an extremely deep crack appeared on the ground where he was originally standing!
Tang Thirty-Six's face changed slightly, and only now did he realize that Qijian's sword intent had quietly lurked here!
Until then, the opponent's sword intent was exhausted!
The cliff fell suddenly, cutting across the river, and ruining the red maple on the bank, but the cliff rock that burst out was farther than what people saw!
If it wasn't for Chen Changsheng's reminder, he might be seriously injured now!
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Gou Hanshi was surprised and looked at Chen Changsheng.
There was silence on the stone steps in front of the hall, and everyone's eyes were on Chen Changsheng.
The confrontation between Tang Thirty-Six and Qi Jian was just a few moves, within a short time, each encountered great danger.
Gou Hanshi was able to see through the true meaning of the Wenshui Three Forms, and with a single drink, he helped Qijian to deal with it with the most common method in the Lishan swordsmanship, and reversed it to break it. But he is Gou Hanshi, so no one will be too shocked or surprised.
But... how could Chen Changsheng see through the sword power of Qijian? Why does he look so familiar with Li Shan swordsmanship
Could it be that he, like Gou Hanshi, possesses incomparably broad knowledge
No one can believe this inference.
Xiao Songgong didn't believe it either, he thought about the old incident hundreds of years ago, and looked at Jin Yulu across the square, his eyes became more resentful.
The silence between the venues lasted only for a short period of time before being broken again.
Chen Changsheng seemed unable to feel the hundreds of gazes on him.
He withdrew his gaze from Tang Thirty-Six and looked at Gou Hanshi opposite.
"Pour the gold bottle!"
"The air is sinking!"
"Window shadow lamp!"
"Hanging Sword Changlin!"
He said four words in a row.
Those are the names of the four sword moves.
The four moves in the Wenshui Tang family's swordsmanship.