After Qin Yu left the martial arts field, he thought for a while. He wants to hone his swordsmanship better, so only the real life-and-death struggle is the best.
There is a vast Anling barren forest about five kilometers through the dense forest behind the mountain of Qin's Wufu. There are relatively weak beasts on the periphery of the Anling Desolate Forest, which are very suitable for warriors in the Royal Qi realm to challenge.
While challenging beasts to hone their swordsmanship, they can also hunt beasts for sale, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
After the sword just now, Qin Yu understood that ordinary weapons could not withstand the domineering infuriatingness of the Hunyuan Sword Classic. So Qin Yu was eager to find a handy weapon, after all, there was only one day left before Waifu Xiaobi.
Qin Yu first went to the Foreign Affairs Office to register, and then stored the original of the true interpretation of Kendo. This is the rule of Qin's Wufu. As long as you have received the martial arts in the Wugong Pavilion, you cannot take it out.
Once someone is found violating this rule, they will be expelled from the Wufu in light cases, or be executed on the spot in serious cases. Because for a martial arts mansion, martial arts is the most basic inheritance.
"stop!"
Suddenly, someone shouted eagerly behind Qin Yu.
Qin Yu turned around reflexively, and saw a steel long sword being thrown over. He took advantage of the situation, raised his eyes and saw that Qin Zijun was fifty meters away from holding the sword.
"I won't press you with weapons, a fair fight between us!"
Qin Zijun did not wait for Qin Yu to respond, and took the lead in attacking. His steel longsword was unsheathed, accompanied by a soft moan.
Qin Zijun unscrupulously exudes the imposing manner of the peak of the sixth heaven of imperial qi. A faint killing intent quickly rushed towards Qin Yu. This killing intent is pure sword intent, cold and biting, and has the effect of shocking the enemy's heartstrings.
Seeing this, Qin Yu held his sword to deceive himself, and fought back decisively. Fortunately, with the blessing of Inheritance Qingyan, his perception has been greatly improved, otherwise Qin Yu's swordsmanship would not be able to withstand Qin Zijun's fast attack.
Clang clang!
The voices of hand-to-hand combat sounded one after another. Qin Zijun's sword was too fast, and every sword attacked Qin Yu's vital points.
Qin Yu deliberately hone his swordsmanship, and did not run the exercises of the Hunyuan Sword Classic, but resisted with pure swordsmanship. The basic techniques of kendo really come in handy.
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Qin Yu fought back quickly, every move and every move, it seemed that he was well-intentioned. He even broke Qin Zijun's ****-like offensive from time to time, and fought back at intervals.
Ten tricks!
Twenty strokes!
Thirty strokes passed!
The two fought back and forth. The surrounding Outer Palace disciples looked terrified. Because the battle between the two is extremely dangerous, if one of them is not careful, he will even die on the spot.
"Qin Zijun's swordsmanship is too strong. There are basically few people in the outer palace that can match this quick sword!"
"But you see, Qin Yu is just a little weaker, and the outcome of the two has yet to be determined."
"You are all wrong! You ignored Qin Yu's cultivation level! Qin Yu is fighting against Qin Zijun's sixth-level imperial qi with his cultivation level."
The crowd fell silent. Many direct disciples looked at Qin Yu, and their eyes had other meanings.
This obscure collateral disciple suddenly made them feel a huge sense of crisis. Waifu Xiaobi will be here in one day. Qin Yu is likely to be their rival.
At this time, the battle between Qin Yu and Qin Zijun reached a white-hot stage.
Qin Zijun became anxious when he saw that he could not attack for a long time.
"The first style of the smoke cloud swordsmanship, the cloud scroll style."
Qin Zijun's face was expressionless, the sword body turned, and the strong True Qi shot out through the sword body and flew towards Qin Yu's chest.
Qin Yu's face was solemn. He did not expect that Qin Zijun could actually make the sword qi leave the body.
Qin Yu quickly picked up Fei Jian Qi, and he didn't want to expose his trump cards "Yujin Jue" and "Three Nine Sword Jue" unless he had to.
"It's the Yanyun Sword Technique! This is a mid-rank martial art of the mortal rank. It is said that the power of the last three moves is comparable to that of the high-rank martial art of the mortal rank!"
"Not only that! Qin Zijun has probably already practiced Yanyun swordsmanship to a small extent!"
"That's right! Qin Zijun's every sword has a crisp chanting sound, plus his comprehension of sword intent, I'm afraid Qin Yu has no chance of winning!"
At this moment, the direct disciples woke up from the shock brought by the Yanyun Sword Technique. They began to shout Qin Zijun's name one after another, after all, Qin Zijun represented the lineage of direct descendants.
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Qin Yu frowned, and he was a little overwhelmed by the sword qi. At this moment, Qin Zijun's moves changed, and stronger sword energy swept in.
"The second style of the smoke cloud swordsmanship, the cloud cover style."
At this time, no one was optimistic about Qin Yu. Even the collateral disciples thought that Qin Yu would die under this sword.
Boom!
Suddenly there was a loud rolling sound of boulders.
"Rock Palm!"
I saw Qin Yu retract the sword with his right hand, and his left palm slammed out!
A phantom of Hong Shi appeared, directly facing the sweeping sword energy!
boom!
A terrible air wave is generated. Qin Yu, who was unscathed, jumped up directly. The Hunyuan Sword Sutra was secretly running, and with the blessing of the exercises, Qin Yu's rock palm once again displayed terrifying power!
boom!
Qin Yu's body collided violently with the steel long sword, but there was a clanging sound of weapons intersecting.
The continuous battle between the rock palms and the smoke cloud swordsmanship continued. Qin Zijun felt that it was a little difficult, and his tiger's mouth even cracked.
Qin Yu felt that the power of the rock palm of the Dacheng realm was no less than that of the middle-rank martial arts skills!
Qin Yu threw out another palm, and the terrifying force made Qin Zijun "dengdengdeng" retreat three steps in a row before barely stopping his body.
Qin Zijun's face was pale, his breathing was panting, and the wrist holding the sword was shaking uncontrollably. On the other hand, Qin Yu was breathing steadily and looked at him calmly.
"Wow!"
Seeing this scene, everyone obviously couldn't believe it. This is simply Arabian Nights!
Qin Yu actually used his fleshy palm to repel Qin Zijun's sword!
how can that be!
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"Then... it looks like a rock palm?"
"Rock Palm? Is it a low-rank martial arts rock palm? How could it have such a terrifying power!"
"Yes, this is definitely a rock palm. But this is the rock palm of the Dacheng realm, and its power cannot be underestimated!"
Qin Zijun felt humiliated for the first time. He was actually kicked back by a side disciple in his proud kendo! Qin Zijun was full of anger at this moment, and his eyes revealed naked killing intent.
"The last sword! We will decide the outcome with one move! If I lose, the long sword made of forged steel belongs to you. If you lose, this move will kill you!"
"Battle!" Qin Yu said briefly.
A terrible murderous aura rose up in Qin Zijun. The long sword in his hand made an ear-piercing tremor, and then he stabbed it out like a long rainbow piercing the sun.
"The third style of the smoke cloud swordsmanship, the cloud penetration style."
At this moment, Qin Yu was serious. This is the real killer move. Qin Zijun was so angry that he lost his mind.
Qin Yu carried the Hunyuan Sword Sutra, and the surging zhenqi quickly rushed to the fine steel long sword in his hand. I saw that the snow-white blade was slightly reddish.
Qin Yu is just a simple basic swordsmanship. The powerful infuriating qi broke Qin Zijun's cloud penetration. Qin Yu's sword stabbed in the past.
Seeing that the move was broken, Qin Zijun hurriedly raised his sword to block. Unexpectedly, a crisp crack sounded. His sword was broken.
Then a puff.
Qin Yu's sword pierced Qin Zijun's left shoulder.
Qin Zijun froze on the ground, his pupils trembling. Shaking hands. He was afraid. Blood spilled from his wound, and Qin Yu drew his sword and walked away.
"Thank you, your sword."
After saying that, Qin Yu walked out of the mansion and disappeared from everyone's eyes. He held the scabbard in his hand, and the blade was hidden.
Everyone looked at Qin Zijun, who was in a state of despair, and felt that Qin Yu was too strong.