Ye Ming held the sword in his hand, and Bei Ming's voice sounded in his mind: "Does the master have any experience in practicing the two ritual swordsmanship?"
Ye Ming said: "One Yuan is born of two instruments, the two instruments are yin and yang, yin and yang change, endless."
"Liangyi swordsmanship is king-level martial arts. Generally, king-level martial arts can derive martial arts. The swordsmanship of these two yijians is in the change of yin and yang." Bei Ming followed the good temptation, "The master just happens to use this person to practice swords. , Realize the mystery of the sword. "
Ye Ming was surprised: "Wuyi, can't you realize it after martial arts?"
"Martial arts can be comprehended at any time, but the martial arts stage is easier to comprehend." Bei Mingdao, "Even some people who have a good time, can comprehend martial arts as soon as they learn it. In fact, martial arts is the conception For martial arts, anyone can comprehend the artistic conception. For example, artists, luthiers, archers, and even farmers who farm, pig killers can master a certain artistic conception. If they can apply this artistic conception to martial arts On the other hand, that is martial arts, and when applied to swordsmanship, that is swordsmanship. "
Ye Ming nodded slightly, and the Dragon Sword in his hand shook slightly. The dark light suddenly swept across the sky. With the overwhelming momentum, he suddenly stunned Ren Shaoquan, and hurriedly sent out a sword rain, which was worthy of Ye Ming's sword. Light blocked.
The audience were amazed at the sight of the duo's sword-like light and intense fighting.
"If you can cast the sword light to such a degree, the speed of the sword must be very fast. If I go up, I'm afraid that it will be over with one face to face." Someone said with emotion.
"The sword is light and naturally fast. But you haven't found that Ye Ming's sword is an epee, but his speed is still terribly fast. How much power is used!" Some people also noticed Ye Ming's dragon armor sword. In fact, although they noticed that the dragon armor sword was a epee, they did not know that the dragon armor sword was many times heavier than the general epee.
"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"
The sound is like a big bead falling into a jade plate, dense like a rain hitting a window, and in an instant the two do not know how many swords they fought.
Ren Shaoquan undoubtedly suffered a great loss. Ye Mingjian was heavy and powerful. He was so numb that he was so scared that he did not dare to fight hard anymore, so he walked around him.
Ye Ming finally found a sword practicer, how did he miss it? So he converged a little bit and continued to pursue. After a while, Ren Shaoquan, who had come to rest, attacked hard again, and saw two pieces of sword light, one black and one white, one rolling like a dragon, and one rolling like waves. One restrained and calm, one soaring and lively.
The entire ring was wrapped by Jianguang, and the qi of the sword spread out, forcing the people who watched the surroundings to recede, and the sweat on his body fell down, feeling cold.
"Everything in the world, there is no difference between yin and yang, day is yang, night is yin; male is yang, female is yin; hard is yang, soft is yin ..." A text in Liangyi swordsmanship flowed through Ye Ming's mind, If he was thinking, the sword might change.
The black sword light disappeared, Ye Ming's move suddenly became slow, and often Ren Shaoquan rushed out ten swords before he attacked a sword. Every sword he attacked was extremely accurate, hitting the nodes, making Ren Shaoquan feel great pressure.
"What the hell? Why did it take a long time to get a sword?" Someone puzzled and asked everyone around him.
"Idiot! This is a slow sword. It is said that only people with good swordsmanship can perform it. The slow sword seems to be slow, but it is actually accumulating strength, looking for gaps and slamming. One hit must hit, and one hit." Sword expert said.
Zhong Shenxiu's eyes brightened and he said to Fu Biao: "Ye Ming is actually participating in slow sword, yes!"
Fu Biao has learned swordsmanship, and he groaned, "I can't stop this simple. He seems to be trying a slow mood."
Ren Shaoquan had already fought with Ye Ming for more than two hundred strokes, and his body was a little tired, so he hurriedly swallowed several Yuandans, and Chang Xiao slammed again. But Ye Ming was still like that. Cooperating with his strange and unpredictable killing steps, Ren Shaoquan was completely suppressed by him, and he felt a sense of breathlessness.
He was obviously quicker and harder, but in front of Long Jiajian, there was no advantage at all, which made him feel shocked and surly.
Ye Ming fought three hundred strokes with a slow sword, and suddenly he realized that the sword was changing again. As if violent and torrential rain, a cloud of swords rolled over, like a thunder of thunder, sweeping the clouds now clear sky. In a short time, Ren Shaoquan's Jian Guang was suppressed to the corner and he couldn't stretch it.
The latter flushed with a blush, and howled loudly, increasing the speed of the sword by three points. Unfortunately, it's useless, Ye Ming is still faster than him, and faster and faster.
The two long-swords touched hundreds of times every moment, and Ren Shaolong was numb by the shock and came out mechanically. Ye Ming's eyes were clear and he seemed to be trying something.
Another two hundred strokes passed, Ren Shaoquan was desperate, and he swallowed Ren Yuan for the third time. He feels that it is impossible to defeat Ye Ming today. This is intuition and reality.
"Fast is yang, slow is yin, and yin and yang change into two instruments." Ye Ming suddenly said to himself, and then the sword changed.
His sword light, suddenly bright and dark, suddenly big and small, without any rules at all, instantly disrupted the rhythm of Ren Shaoquan.
Ren Shaoquan's face is ugly. What kind of play is this? Just like people with abnormal brains!
Ye Ming played more and more smoothly, and started to separate slowly and slowly, but gradually, fast and slow, slow and fast, suddenly and fast, suddenly and fast. This rhythm immediately made Ren Shaoquan collapse. On the 700th move, he suddenly "did" abandon his sword to the ground and said darkly, "I confess!"
"Examination! What swordsmanship did Ye Ming use to force Ren Shaoquan into this?" Someone said in shock.
"Great! This should have a bit of sword-like flavor."
"What is the meaning of the sword?"
"Fast and slow swordsmanship! Master the rhythm and make the other party out of order."
"Ye Mingsheng!"
Zhou Hao announced with a smile that in his heart, Ye Ming must be able to take the first place.
The people in Chiyangmen cheered, and Zhong Shen Xiu Xiu said: "Ye Ming is really a wizard, he seems to be realizing the sword."
In the third game, Ye Ming gave up on Su Lan, who gave up.
In the fourth game, Ye Ming was tidal.
Yu Chaosheng was born with a black face with a smile on it. He arched his hand at Ye Ming and said, "Brother Ye, let's get started."
Yu Chaosheng is No. 1 in Tianyimen's internal ranking and has strong strength. "Tian Yi Sheng Shui Gong" has been cultivated to a very high level, and his boxing skills are superb, Ye Ming dare not despise.
After the two arched hands, they immediately started to do so.
Ye Ming still uses fast and slow swords, which makes Yu Chaosheng's pressure with bare hands and empty punches very high, and he just feels out of breath. Fortunately, Ye Ming's purpose of practicing swords was not too fierce.
After one hundred strokes, Yu Chaosheng's face turned red. After two hundred strokes, his expression was distressed. After three hundred strokes, he seemed to collapse. Finally, like Ren Shaoquan, he suddenly jumped away and shouted, "I confess!"
The crowd on the stage was not surprised at all. Even those of them who played the game felt Ye Ming's swordsmanship was too boring. It would be faster and slower, and it would be easy to disrupt the rhythm and make people grasp. mad.
"Ye Mingsheng!"
Gongsun Yan laughed: "Ye Ming's swordsmanship can already affect other people's emotions. It seems that his sword is about to take shape!"
"Next game, Ye Ming is off to Guan Lang!"
The audience immediately calmed down, Guan Lang was No. 1 in Sheyangzong's inner door list, and his strength was outstanding. Can Ye Ming win?
Guan Lang was very handsome and tall, less than twenty years old, and was the genius of Sheyangzong. The aura on him is much stronger than Ren Shaoquan.
Ye Ming looked at the sword in the opponent's hand and nodded: "Very well, you also use a sword."
Guan Lang sneered: "This sword will kill you!"
Ye Ming said indifferently: "It's just a fight, you have to kill yourself. Are the people who shoot Yangzong so overbearing?"
"The sword was originally a murder weapon. If you are afraid, give up early." Guan Lang coldly.
Ye Ming knew that there was nothing to talk about with such people, and he immediately showed the dragon armor sword.
Lu Tianhua appeared again in front of Zhong Shenxiu, and laughed: "Zhong is in charge, do you know why I allocate Tianyimen resources in the form of a ring?"
"Why?" Zhong Shenxiu asked calmly.
"Because it's about waves." Lu Tianhua proudly said, "Guan Lang is a little older. If not, Linghe's secret realm will have his work, and it won't be your door's Ye Ming. I shoot Yangzong's" Sheyang Jue " It is the fourth-grade method. Guan Lang has practiced it to the late stage, and he has also practiced the Yang Yang sword to the Dacheng realm. He is a genius in sword training, and will be able to worship the Holy Land of Jianchi after a while.
"So what, Ye Ming has not failed." Zhong Shenxiu had great confidence in Ye Ming.
"Oh, after all, the Jiupin Samurai is too far away, and you can't fail the previous samurai!" Lu Tianhua sneered, and was also very confident in Guan Lang.
The two on the stage have already started. Guan Lang's Yang Yang swordsmanship is precise and sharp. Each shot seems to use all his strength to send out a huge sword howl. The momentum is amazing. Watching from a distance, you can see a group of Jianguang wrapped in Guan Lang. From there, a sharp and rapid Jianguang flew from time to time, stabbing at Ye Ming.
Ye Ming is still using the speed and speed of the Liangyi Swordsmanship. Guan Lang's swordsmanship caused him a certain amount of pressure, and this pressure caused his swordsmanship to slowly change, looking for opportunities for breakthrough.
At first, neither of them seemed to do their best, one hundred moves, two hundred moves, three hundred moves. Even Lu Tianhua was anxious now. Why didn't Guan Lang erupt? Is Ye Ming really better than him?
Ye Ming is practicing swords with Guan Lang, which is clear. But he was not in a hurry, he was building up his strength and preparing for a fatal blow. There is a killing trick in Sheyang Sword, called Sheyang! That's the essence of Sheyang's sword technique, and even he can barely show it and can't exert all his power. Even so, he has the confidence to kill Ye Ming in one fell swoop!
However, Ye Ming's fast and slow swords always interrupted his rhythm, and he has not issued that move until now, which can't help but feel a little dull.
"It can't be dragged on anymore. His strength seems to be gradually increasing. If I can't win in one fell swoop, I'm afraid I'll lose." Guan Lang said, then forcibly urged his breath to prepare for "Shang Yang" kill .
As soon as Guan Lang moved, Ye Ming knew, but he was about to break through the last layer of window paper, so he ignored the other party.
Suddenly, a dazzling Jianmang, tearing the air, carrying majestic momentum, lightning speed, killed Ye Ming.