Chapter 0225

His Xia Feihong's sword skill is called "Whirling Wind and Fallen Leaves Sword". It is like a gust of wind, one breath, and it pays attention to the sword intent formed in one breath.

However, Qin Wushuang's style of attack was neither too fast nor too slow, he didn't make a move for a long time, and with a move, he hit the vital point directly, which can be said to have completely disrupted his fast rhythm.

To use a vulgar analogy, it’s like when you relieve yourself, you are peeing freely, and suddenly you are startled by someone behind your back, so one after another, intermittently, bit by bit, how can you be happy?

At this moment, Qin Wushuang didn't look like he was fighting at all. Instead, it was more like he was taking a walk outside his own yard, stepping on the "Lingyun Fairy Steps" under his feet, feeling at ease, as if all Xia Feihong's hard work had nothing to do with him in his eyes.

No matter how he attacked or robbed, not only would he not be able to touch a piece of his clothes, he would not even be able to sweep away Qin Yuanshuang's shadow.

After every three or four sword strikes by Xixia Feihong, Qin Wushuang thrust out a sword casually as if remembering when. It's like walking in the yard, seeing a fallen leaf, and sweeping it away so casually.

But with just such a sword, Xia Feihong was stuck at the vital point before the peak, and the hearty feeling of pleasure never came. "laugh!"

Qin Wushuang raised his hand, and made another sword strike. This sword circled around Xia Feihong's side and directly pierced Xia Feihong's rib. Xia Feihong almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

In the few strikes just now, he happened to find a little smooth feeling, but Qin Wushuang's strike immediately burst the fictional pleasure in his mind like a bubble.

Xia Feihong was almost mad inside. Since his debut, with this "Whirlwind Fallen Leaves Sword", he has swept down countless opponents and defeated many strong players.

Although, he has also been defeated, and has been defeated by stronger opponents, but that is because the level of realm is too far apart.

For example, last year, on his way from thirty-two to sixteen, he worshiped Wei Yi, the strongest young disciple in Xingluo Temple. That time, he lost nothing to say. Because Wei Yi's realm is indeed much higher than him.

But right now, he felt that Qin Wushuang's realm might not be much higher than his.倨(8 doesn't know where he learned these inexplicable, completely unreasonable sword skills, the first move after the move, the attack made him very uncomfortable.

From the beginning to the end, Qin Wushuang only made three sword strikes, but every time he made three sword strikes, he was embarrassed every time. All the momentum, all the prepared sword moves, completely smashed him into pieces, and disappeared.

Xia Feihong let out a long cry, took two steps back, held the sword formula in his hand, and said indignantly: "Qin Wushuang, what kind of trick are you using? It's not the sword of a gentleman." What is a sword of a gentleman? "Qin Wushuang asked indifferently. "A gentleman competes with swords, dignified and upright, fighting for strength, the subtlety of the sword, and the momentum of the sword flying dragons and snakes, but your messy dealer style is completely embarrassing to the swordsman. "Xia Feihong really went crazy.

Qin Wushuang sighed helplessly, and said with a smile: "Xia Feihong, with your state, you are worthy of talking about sword intent? I said earlier that sword moves are not strong or weak, but the state is high or low. The gentleman's sword you mentioned is a child's play. The sword is a weapon, a weapon for killing. A gentleman is not about swordsmanship, but about mind!

Immediately, Qin Wushuang's face was serious, and he said in a serious tone: "Since you want to compete in swordsmanship, that's fine. Then, let's compare sword intent and see who can be called a sword and a dragon!"

After finishing speaking, his wrist trembled, his spiritual power urged, and the sword chant bursts, like a long dragon howling mournfully, and a phoenix screaming to the sky.

Qin Wushuang waved his Ziyang sword, and shouted, "Xia Feihong, I will let you use a full set of sword skills, so that the sword skills you are proud of can be fully displayed. Let's see whose sword skills are worthy of the word sword intent!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Wushuang's sword swung forward and locked on the range of 100 meters around, completely covering Xia Feihong within the range of the attack prison. Get ready. Tai Wushuang didn't attack by force, he waited for Xia Feihong to attack.

Since Xia Feihong thinks that his sword skills are amazing, and that his sword skills are like a dragon and a snake, let him understand the power of the Dugu Nine Swords and experience the real king's sword. 』Whirling Wind and Fallen Leaves Sword, once used, it is indeed very powerful. Qin Wushuang only felt that there was a strong wind all over his body, the sword energy was flying horizontally, sand and stones were flying, and the fallen leaves were colorful. The ever-changing external air rushed over Qin Wushuang's body.

Xia Feihong was extremely proud, since you, Qin Wushuang, have been entrusted to you and won my prize, so how is it possible to get out of this martial arts stage today? The nine-nine-eighty-one-style swordsmanship, one sword creates ten swords, and ten swords creates a hundred swords, constantly changing and emerging.

Tai Wushuang could only see the light of a sword in front of him, and with his naked eyes alone, he couldn't tell where was the person and which was the sword. Yes, innate combat, how can you observe the enemy's situation with the naked eye? Qin Wushuang ignored Xia Feihong's artificial changes at all. The Ziyang sword in his hand was like the sun in the haze, swaying freely, flowing like clouds and flowing water, and was constantly being handed out from his arm. Since you want to play fast, let's go fast with you. Jingle, jingle...

The crisp impact sound, the tragic spiritual energy impact sound, every impact is like a musical note, playing a perfect auditory rhubarb song, and at the same time performing a perfect sword duel.

Every time Xia Feihong slashed, he could conceive the illusory sword aura of Wumin Dao, but Qin Wushuang was not confused by those illusory sword auras at all, and he could accurately grasp the real sword "and give a counterattack with each sword. One sword for you, one sword for me. Qin Wushuang did not make one more sword, nor did he make a few swords. In the blink of an eye, he had brushed sixty-four swords.

Xia Feihong was really frightened as he fought. Although he has ninety-nine eighty-one swords, at this moment, he has obviously noticed that Qin Wushuang's methods are much stronger than he imagined. People used that unconventional swordsmanship before, obviously not because they were afraid of him, nor because they were worried about confronting him head-on, but because they simply disdain to compete with him.

Hurry up, Qin Wushuang can catch his sword with every sword. It starts a little slower, but the effect is exactly the same. It can be seen that Qin Wushuang's speed is not inferior to him at all. Xia Feihong was shocked and angry. But at this time, it is already difficult to get off the tiger, no matter what, he must use up the eighty-one swords. At this moment, Qin Wushuang could see that Fu Feihong was absolutely at the end of his rope.

At the moment, he was not in a hurry to fight back, but let Xia Feihong keep increasing his momentum, constantly urging his energy, and constantly urging out his sword energy. But at the end of the crossbow, how can its power penetrate Lu Jin?

When he finished his eighty-one sword strikes, Qin Wushuang let out a soft whistle, and the Ziyang sword moved forward quickly, with a slight urge of spiritual power, just in time to stab Xia Feihong's wrist. laugh! Qin Wushuang clicked as far as he could. After hitting his wrist, he immediately withdrew his sword so that he could not hold the sword in his hand without hurting his vitals.

Xia Feihong let go of the long sword, and saw that there was a little redness on his wrist, which only hurt the skin, not the muscles and bones. Qin Wushuang was able to control his strength freely under such an urgent situation. This level of control had already surpassed many realms he did not know. In martial arts duels in this arena, there are serious accidental injuries and fatalities, and serious injuries also occur from time to time. If Qin Wushuang had attacked with all his strength just now, he might have cut off his wrist with one breath.

But at the critical moment, the other party lifted the weight as lightly as possible, not only did not try his best, but he managed it so well. It can be seen that the opponent's sword skills and heart have reached a certain level of master.

Xia Feihong went from disobedience, to admiration, to admiration, and finally to embarrassment. He was ashamed of what he just said. The sword of a gentleman? Sword and dragon snake? Qin Wushuang taught him by example, and let him truly understand what is called the way of swordsmanship! A gentleman and a villain are not in swordsmanship, but in mind!

These twelve words kept circling in Xia Feihong's mind. With a sigh, he bowed and said: "Senior Brother Qin, Xia Feihong is convinced. Last year, I worshiped Senior Brother Wei Yi, and I was convinced; this year, I was defeated by your sword, and I am also convinced. If Xia achieves great success in the way of swordsmanship in the future, he must remember Senior Brother Qin's good words. There is no such thing as 'the sword is not strong or weak, but the realm is high or low.

Qin Wushuang not only won this battle, but also won the opponent's heart and soul. Conquer people with swords and conquer people with virtue. This battle also allowed Qin Wushuang to accumulate a good relationship and establish a solid foundation. monument!

The second round was really exciting. Although no core disciples participated in the sword fight between Qin Wushuang and Xia Taohong, the sword-wielding disciples of Xingluo Temple enjoyed themselves, constantly proving their own deficiencies and deficiencies in swordsmanship, which naturally benefited a lot.

Some disciples even planned to ask Qin Wushuang for some advice on kendo.

After all, although Qin Wushuang's sword skills just now conquered all the spectators from the Xingluo Palace, his words in the way of the sword also conquered all the masters who use swords. There is no strong or weak sword move, but there are high and low realms. A gentleman and a villain are not in swordsmanship, but in mind! How incisive, a sentiment!

Even those old fellows were secretly surprised to hear Qin Wushuang's understanding of the way of the sword. Even Leng Qiuchi, the most picky fourth hall master, was shocked in his heart.

"My son, at such a young age, why does he have such a grand master's bearing? This kind of bearing, even Wei Yi, whose cultivation level is not lower than him, seems to be inferior. Wei Yi's level is certainly high, but he has never made such brilliant remarks..." The master of the fourth hall sighed in his heart, and glanced at the master of the second hall, Tan Zhongchi, from the corner of his eyes. For the first time, he felt envious of Tan Zhongchi for accepting such a good apprentice.