Chapter 52: The Power of Qingyuan Sword Art

"Hide? Why should I hide?"

Zhang Yan knew that blindly dodging is not the solution after all, attacking is the best defense, and his strongest is attacking, Zhang Yan showed his stone sword and used his agility to the extreme, once again he stabbed straight at Liu Feng's chest, The speed of this sword is still extremely fast, and it arrived in front of Liu Feng in an instant, but this time Liu Feng was already prepared, the khaki spiritual power fluctuated in his chest, and Zhang Yan's sword only pierced one layer. The spiritual shield can no longer move half a step forward.

"I was careless before, let's see how you break through my defense this time."

Liu Feng said confidently, then swung the hammer in his hand and threw it at Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan's blow didn't work and he didn't dare to fight, so he dodged back to avoid Liu Feng's counterattack. Although Liu Feng's speed was faster, compared to Zhang Yan's. Liu Feng's speed is still much slower, but Liu Feng is like a very hard iron block, Zhang Yan's sword just now still can't break through his defense, Zhang Yan shook his head helplessly, thinking that Liu Feng Feng's defense is really strong, if he has the same cultivation level as him, maybe he can break through his defense, but now it seems that he can't hurt him without using martial arts.

Liu Feng touched the double hammers in his hand to his chest, making a clinking sound, and then laughed very proudly: "What's the matter? Why didn't you attack? Are you going to give up?"

"give up?"

Zhang Yan glanced at Liu Feng contemptuously, "A guy as arrogant as you can make me give up? Tell you that the real good show has just started," Zhang Yan's eyes froze as he spoke, and then he turned the stone sword in his hand, Shi Jian held a sword flower in Zhang Yan's hand, and then, like a spirit snake, he quickly attacked Liu Feng. This sword seemed to be a red light, and it came to Liu Feng in an instant, and Liu Feng He didn't dare to underestimate Zhang Yan's sword, and immediately defended with all his strength.

For a moment, the sword light flickered across the entire martial arts arena, and Zhang Yan's figure also moved quickly with the sword light, as if a storm of sword blades had blown up, and countless sword lights were densely packed like raindrops, and quickly hit everywhere. In the center, on Liu Feng who was defending motionlessly, the red sword glow collided with the khaki body shield, making a piercing friction sound, and at the same time shaking the entire martial arts arena a little bit, Liu Feng's The figure couldn't hold on even more, from being as stable as a mountain on the stage at the beginning, to finally being swayed from side to side like a ball being hit by sword lights from all directions.

All of a sudden, the entire martial arts arena turned into an offensive and defensive battle. Zhang Yan's swords were attacking quickly like a storm, while Liu Feng turned the double hammers around his body, using all his strength to do his best. The greatest strength is defending, not because Liu Feng doesn't want to fight back, but Zhang Yan's swordsmanship is too light and the attack power is too strong, Liu Feng is afraid that he will be defeated by Zhang Yan's sword if he is not careful.

"Is this the Qingyuan Sword Art?"

All the elders in the stands looked at Zhang Yan in shock. They looked at each other. There was a hint of confusion in everyone's eyes, and the Great Elder even shook his head. He shouted loudly: "Impossible, how is this possible? This is the Qingyuan Sword Art that only the suzerain can know, how can Zhang Yan know it?"

"That's right, and this kid's Qingyuan Sword Art has been practiced at a high level. I'm afraid it won't take five or six years for him to reach this level. Could it be that he has practiced since he was a child?"

Elder Qin said with a smile: "Maybe this kid has something to do with our suzerain."

"That doesn't work either," the elder said angrily, "Qingyuan Sword Art has always been practiced only by the suzerain. Even if he has a relationship with the suzerain, he is not the next suzerain of our Qingyuan sect. How can this sword technique be his?" Can you practice?"

The elders were discussing the matter of Qingyuan Sword Art, while the disciples watching were completely dumbfounded. They all stood there in a daze, staring at the two people on the stage with their mouths wide open. Speaking of looking at Zhang Yan on the stage, when did everyone see such a gorgeous and powerful swordsmanship? Today they have opened their eyes, everyone is staring at Zhang Yan on the stage intently, but Zhang Yan's body and sword skills are too fast, most people can't see Zhang Yan's sword at all Fa, they can only see the sword light and afterimage.

A moment later, the sword lights all over the stage disappeared in an instant, and Zhang Yan's figure also stopped, standing quietly on the stage, still with a confident smile on his face, and the stone sword in his hand had already been taken away by Zhang Yan He got up and looked at Liu Feng opposite him with his hands behind his back.

At this time, Liu Feng still maintains the defensive posture of double hammers across his chest, but his clothes have become strips of cloth, and his arms, back, body and legs are all covered with sword marks , the whole body was covered with large and small sword marks except for the vital parts. Although these wounds did not kill him, they still caused Liu Feng to be seriously injured, and the blood flowed from the wound unstoppably When he came out, Liu Feng looked like a beggar who had been beaten up, as embarrassing as he could be.

Quiet, deathly silence, everyone in the audience carefully looked at the two people on the stage, everyone forgot to discuss and cheer, and waited until they saw the state of the two people on the stage after Zhang Yan stopped, Everyone was dumbfounded, standing there motionless.

"Wow..."

After a while, cheers like a tide sounded from the mouths of the crowd, and the fat man jumped up in excitement, shouting loudly: "Boss, you are really cheating, you are so beautiful."

Looking at Liu Feng again, he also had a very shocked expression on his face, and he said in disbelief: "I actually lost, to a kid with an eighth level of innate talent." Kneeling softly on the ground, the double hammers in his hands fell to the competition platform and rolled to the side.

The presiding elder at the side immediately came to the stage, checked Liu Feng's injuries, and found that he was just exhausted and his body was overdrawn, and there was nothing serious, so he said with a long sigh of relief: "This time Zhang Yan won the competition. , " Immediately after, they sent someone to carry Liu Feng down and arranged for someone to take care of him.

"Who else?"

Zhang Yan stood straight on the competition stage, and shouted loudly to the audience. His voice was as loud as a bell. On the other hand, the audience was so frightened by the voice that they involuntarily took a step back. Everyone lowered their voices. Not daring to look at Zhang Yan on the stage with their heads down, everyone thought that even Liu Feng, who was the most talented person, lost so badly, wouldn't they be courting death if they went up?

The presiding elder saw that no one dared to answer, so he announced: "Since no one dares to challenge on stage, then I announce that the final winner of this competition is Zhang Yan."

As soon as the words fell, the Great Elder in the stands stood up and shouted: "Wait a minute!"

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