Chapter 1014: The sword competition system of Xuanzi Bureau also has many forms.
But I don’t know if Mo Hua is lucky or not, so far, the competition system he participated in is in addition to the beheading competition and the melee competition.
He has never played other game systems, such as offense and defense, demon hunting, escort escorts, etc.
This game of sword competition with Xiaoyao Sect is just a basic melee game.
Only by "killing" all the opponent's disciples can you win.
Of course, at this point, no one of the monks watching the game cares about the "competition system". They only care about one thing:
Who is it, who can kill it? Killing ink painting?
Who is it that can make this despicable and shameless ink painting die last time in the sword contest?
Who is it that can use the "blood" of ink painting to clean up the shame of learning from a group of geniuses!
Just kill the ink painting once.
They don't care at all.
In other words, as long as you can kill ink paintings, it is the "winner" in everyone's hearts.
This simple and strong desire permeates the hearts of the monks in Ludao Mountain.
The atmosphere of watching the battle was like a stove, making people's blood boil.
The one who was most highly anticipated for this swordsmanship was Feng Zichen, who was handsome and handsome, dressed in white, and had a sword energy like the wind.
It is not only the elders of the Feng family who expect so much.
Most monks watching the battle are so looking forward to it.
Looking forward to Feng Zichen, he slaughtered the ink painting with one sword.
And soon, the debate began.
After a simple investigation and marching, the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect and Taixu Sect met each other and instantly caught fire like wind and thunder, and the sword light shook the sky and strangled together.
There are no fancy tactics, only pure fighting.
And ink painting naturally bears the greatest firepower.
So far, anyone with a discerning eye can see that there are two people in the Taixu Sect who cannot let go.
One is Linghu Xiao.
If Linghu laughs, he will be killed by Chongxu Jiejian’s true energy and will definitely lose.
The other is ink painting.
Let the ink paintings go away and you will be disgusted to death and you will not be able to win.
The original importance of ink painting is under Linghu's smile.
But he had too many grudges, and that handsome little face was ridiculed.
Therefore, there are so many people who want to kill him than those who want to kill Linghu Xiao.
What's more, this sword contest has accumulated the experience of several previous sword contests in sects and condensed the wisdom of the elders of Taoism in various sects. Xiaoyao Sect has the means and determination to "kill" ink painting. The offensive was like a rainbow for a moment.
The body movement is like the wind, the sword energy is like a shadow, and it comes and goes freely. The fierce attack has pushed the Taixu Sect to the left and right.
Mo Hua had to flee in a panic.
The audience was filled with excitement.
Elder Feng was also very comforted.
"The Xiaoyao Sect's inheritance is the Xiaoyao Fengying Technique, the body technique is the wind step, and the Xiaoyao sword control technique is the skill. Therefore, the disciples of the sect should practice more "fast swords"..."
< br>"Not only is the body skill good, but the sword is also fast. In one round and one round, the sword energy follows the wind, the murderous intent is at the ray of death, breaking people's throat and killing people's lives."
"Wind-based body skill and sword technique Integration, the faster the body movement, the stronger the sword technique. "
"Xiaoyao Sect is such a unique skill that in the past, it has surpassed several of the twelve sects and entered the eight major sects in the past. 1. ”
Elder Feng told the elder of the Zhang family, and then said happily: "And the genius of my Feng family, Feng Zichen, is the leader of Xiaoyao Sect. He has all his skills and sword skills. From Xiaoyao Sect, its body skills are based on the Xiaoyao Sect’s Feng Step, and it also integrates the unique Bagua Travel Wind Step of my Feng Family. "
" Xiaoyao Sect’s Feng Step of the Wind Step, plus Bagua Travel Fengbu, two unique body techniques, are integrated into one. "
"If you talk about swordsmanship, Zichen may not be the strongest. But if you talk about body techniques, almost no one can do it with the entire swordsmanship conference. Comparatively. "
"The sword technique of Xiaoyao Sect relies heavily on body technique. The stronger the body technique, the stronger the sword technique. Therefore, Zichen's Fengzhi Sword Technique is invincible when used... …”
Elder Feng looked proud.
Elder Zhang looked at the screen and saw that the five disciples of Xiaoyao Sect were all quick in their body movements, and their sword moves were continuous, like the strong wind.
The leader is the faster body movement.
While the white clothes flutter, the man and the sword are united, coming and going like the wind, chic and sharp.
Especially, his body movements are as fast as the wind step and the agility of the wind step, which is extremely exquisite.
"Okay!"
Elder Zhang nodded and praised, but he couldn't help but be envious.
Their Zhang family is also good at body skills.
The family-born steps of falling flowers and passing water are also extremely exquisite. But compared with the Xiaoyao Fengzhai Step and Bagua Fengzhai Step in front of you, it is a bit inferior.
What's more, among the Zhang family, no disciple can practice these two types of body techniques to the point of perfection.
Not to mention, they can compete with the Feng family leader in the sword contest.
People compare themselves to others, they are so angry.
Elder Zhang didn't say anything, his expression was not revealed, but he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
On the field, Feng Zichen led the Xiaoyao Sect's children and began to show his power.
The sword energy swept across, like a strong wind raged.
In just a few dozen rounds, the formation of Taixu Sect was cut by the fast sword of Xiaoyao Sect.
As soon as the formation is messed up, the ink painting will lose its protection.
The people from Xiaoyao Sect immediately rushed towards Mo Hua with sword energy like the wind.
Mo Hua really couldn't stand it, so she could only urge her to hide and disappear in front of everyone.
Feng Zichen had expected it, so he immediately took out a five-element breaking contact lens, looked at the ink painting, and illuminated it clearly and clearly.
The outfield was in an uproar, and everyone stroked their hands and praised: "Broken!"
"Wonderful! Great wonderful!"
"This kid's hidden technique was finally stolen by It's broken! I see where he hides this time? "
The crowd was happy, and the voices were boiling, but Elder Zhang didn't understand very much.
Elder Feng explained: "Brother Zhang doesn't know anything. This ink painting is proficient in concealment. Moreover, his concealment technique is inherited from where it is invisible to the naked eye and cannot be seen by the spiritual consciousness. Even if you use ordinary hidden spirit-breaking weapons, it cannot be cracked. It is really difficult..."
"But this is a magical magic in Qianxuezhou, with a long Taoist tradition and countless inheritances. How can there be a magic that cannot be broken? "
"So, after the elders of various sects and Taoist law were planning and discussing day and night, they still got the foundation of this hidden technique and found the restrained spiritual mirror." "
"Now, this Once the Five Elements Spirit Mirror is reflected, it is difficult for this child to hide. "
Elder Feng's tone was quite "heart-wrenching".
Elder Zhang looked silent, and he couldn't help but think:
A bunch of elders from large sects gathered together and stayed up late for a meeting, breaking the hidden art of a disciple...
< br>Are you really so proud of?
But this sentence is a bit rude, and Elder Zhang was embarrassed to say it.
Moreover, seeing Elder Feng's face full of pride, the monks around him also looked happy. In this atmosphere, Elder Zhang could not speak even more.
"This boy's body is just the same, and he depends entirely on concealment to save his life."
"If he breaks his concealment, he will die without a place to bury him!"
Elder Feng made a deep voice assertion road.
Not only Elder Feng thinks so, this is almost the consensus of most of the monks watching the battle around him.
They were watching the sword contests every scene before, so they naturally knew what level of Mo Hua's body skills were.
On the crowd, only Zhang Lan looked shocked.
He didn't know what Elder Feng and others were talking about.
The body movement is average, and it depends entirely on concealment to save your life?
Who are you talking about?
How did this outrageous judgment... come up?
Are monks in Qianxuezhou so naive...
Which is the sword field.
Feng Zichen held the spiritual mirror and reflected the hidden "Xiao Xiao" ink painting. He immediately slashed away with a sword like the wind.
The ink painting hidden technique was discovered, with a panic on his face, and a hurried flash. At the critical moment, he avoided this sword energy and was in a very embarrassed state.
This sword was barely avoided.
But without the hidden technique, the ink painting was exposed under the sword edge, just like a mouse under the mouth of a cat. If you can hide one sword, there will be a second sword.
Feng Zichen cultivated the fast sword, and the second sword was also very fast.
Ko Mohua didn't know if he was lucky, so he rushed forward and rolled on the spot, just dodging the sword again.
Linghu laughed at the others, and saw that Mo Hua was in a critical condition, he wanted to come and help.
But the Xiaoyao Sect's people were also fast in body skills and swords. They joined forces with each other, and the sword energy woven into a wind curtain, trapping Linghu Xiao and others in the middle.
The sword is fast and the power is stronger.
But the sword is fast and it will inevitably be difficult to last.
The Xiaoyao Sect's few people could not have trapped Linghu Xiao for too long, but it would be enough to limit them in a short period of time and suppress them with a fierce offensive.
This little time is enough for Feng Zichen to kill Mo Hua.
Feng Zichen took this opportunity to slash out the third sword and the fourth sword.
Neither of these two swords could kill Mo Hua.
But it won a lot of applause.
The audience outside the venue, looking at the ink paintings that were cut into a mess by Feng Zichen, were applauding: "Okay! Play with him!"
"Let him taste it too, it's the taste of being played with by others."
"Kill slowly, don't kill too fast, otherwise it will be too cheap."
"Yes, play with slowly , slashed with swords and swords, allowing him to wander between life and death, making him like a mouse, hiking around, causing him to suffer humiliation and being teased to death! "
"Just like he used the Five Elements Spells, just like playing with others..."
"This is called using the way of others, and also treating others' bodies..."
...
Feng Zichen in the field couldn't hear them, but he was indeed doing things according to the audience's wishes, slashing at Mo Hua one after another. Mo Hua hid and occasionally rolled around on the ground.
Everyone laughed happily and the atmosphere was very cheerful.
But as time goes by, they gradually can't laugh.
Because Feng Zichen is still cutting, the ink painting is still hiding.
"It's OK... it's almost done... it can kill him with one sword..."
"Stop playing..."
"This Feng Zichen plays Addicted? Just kill with one sword. Stop playing, don't play anymore, don't play or take off..." But Feng Zichen really didn't play.
From the beginning, he was seriously chopping, but after slashing for a long time, he failed to hit a single sword.
Now, he noticed something was wrong.
Not only Feng Zichen, but also many elders outside the field, as well as sharp-eyed monks, also noticed something was wrong and their faces were a little silent.
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Elder Zhang said slowly: "This one is called Mo Hua, and your body movements seem to be... not that bad?"
Elder Feng was silent.
But the facts were right in front of him, and he had to admit, "There is something..."
But it was just a little bit.
No matter how good this kid's body skills are, can he be better than Feng Zichen who is in the free and easy Feng Stepping and the Bagua Feng Stepping?
In the swordsman's gaze became colder and colder.
He is not like ink painting, he is a dignified "good boy".
Sword discussions emphasize head-on confrontation, and compare whose sword is faster, more accurate and stronger, and does not use conspiracies.
So, when he first cut the ink painting, he went to kill him with a sword.
In his original idea, this sword was enough to kill Mo Hua.
But it was obvious that he miscalculated and Mo Hua avoided it.
After that, he drew his sword a little faster, aiming at Mo Hua's heart and lungs, but Mo Hua still avoided it.
Then his sword passed by with one sword.
But no matter how fast it is, ink painting can avoid it.
Feng Zichen understood that this person called Mo Hua was playing tricks on himself.
His body movement is not that weak at all.
Not only is it not weak, but it is quite exquisite. "It's really sinister!" Feng Zichen said coldly, then stopped holding back and activated the Feng Step with all his strength. His body movement was faster and his sword energy was faster. A good deal.
Mo Hua saw that the young man in white had faster sword moves and was a little helpless, and he had to show some of his strength and deal with him seriously.
So, on Fang Tian’s painting, Feng Zichen’s body movements are like wind, and his ink painting is like flowing water.
The wind follows the sword, and the water flows with the momentum. When one chases and escapes, it is like a breeze blowing on the water surface, or like a water flowing away from the wind, competing with each other and sharing the beauty of the autumn.
The monk watching the battle changed a little.
"His body technique... seems to be a bit unusual?"
"It is more than extraordinary to be able to match the wind steps of Xiaoyao Sect, and it is more than extraordinary..."
There are a lot of discussion around.
Elder Feng's face was a little unnatural.
Elder Zhang looked at Mo Hua's body skills carefully, thought carefully, and pondered in a low voice: "This water-based body skills are well learned... and it is extremely skillful while moving. It is also very spiritual. The force flowed without any hindrance..."
"It should not be an ordinary flowing step..."
He was purely watching the battle and admiring the body movements of ink paintings, so he didn't think so much for a moment .
On the contrary, Zhang Lan seemed to have nails under her butt, and she was already feeling a little relieved.
Only he knew, it was indeed not a flowing step...
Elder Zhang pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said: "But it's a pity. No matter how ordinary his body is, he will eventually be Not as good as the Feng Step..."
"What's more, the Feng family genius is not only the unique skill of Feng Step. If this continues, this kid will definitely lose."
Elder Feng's expression cleared slightly when he heard this.
In his heart, this should have been a victory that was a quick knife to cut the mess, killing it with one sword, and a refreshing victory.
But now, there are more twists and turns out to be done out of thin air.
But that's fine. Killing with one sword does not show the power of his Feng family.
Let this ink painting struggle for a few more rounds, so his Feng family's genius showed his true strength in front of the thousands of monks of Qianxue.
Not only Elder Feng, but most of the disciples of the Feng family, including most of the monks watching the battle, also thought so.
This kid in Mo Hua is proficient in fireball techniques, so he can.
It is OK to be proficient in water pricking techniques.
It is not unacceptable to proficiency in a large number of low-level five elements spells.
Even if you are proficient in the unique hidden art, ordinary monks cannot see through the traces. Although it is difficult to accept, it is also a fact.
But on this basis, if you are proficient in body skills, you will be a little shameless...
What's more, his opponent is a member of the Xiaoyao Sect, a student of the Feng family, who has the unique skills of the dual-town sect, and his body skills It's so fast that looking at the entire Qianxue Sect, it's one of the best.
No matter how exquisite your body skills are, you should always have a limit. Can you be stronger than the Feng family's genius?
As long as the Feng family genius takes all his strength, Mo Hua will undoubtedly fail.
So everyone's heart was slowly put back into their stomachs.
But often things don't go as they wish.
The subsequent development of the situation gradually transcended their cognition.
Feng Zichen is still chopping, and Mo Hua is still running.
Soon, the strong wind around Feng Zichen surging a little more. The wind formed the Xun Gua and wandered away from his body, causing his body movements to change even more quickly.
The monk with eyesight could see at this time that Feng Zichen really did not hold back this time, and used the Feng family's Bagua Youfeng Step together. .
This is also the unique skill of body skills that only he can integrate so far.
For a moment, Feng Zichen's body movements went to a higher level. Not only is it strange in speed, but it is also extremely flexible.
There are so charming and full of subtleties, which are breathtaking.
Even Elder Zhang showed surprise.
The Zhang family is proficient in body skills. Because of this, he can see the tricks. The more he knows how high the understanding and qualifications it requires to practice these two body skills and integrate them.
This son of the Feng family is really amazing.
Their Zhang family is considered to be a big family, but no disciple can cultivate his body skills to such an extent.
Elder Zhang was envious and a little sour.
Feng Zichen stepped on the wind at his feet, and his body was like a swimming wind. As soon as his body movement changed, his sword moves began to transform, becoming more and more swift and fierce, almost invisible to the naked eye.
And then, this sword that condensed the wind stabbed towards Mo Hua again.
But there is no difference when this sword goes on.
The water light flashed around Mo Hua and he avoided it again.
Feng Zichen's eyes were shocked and he was a little stunned.
Why?
It is obvious that he used all his strength, his sword moves faster and his sword energy stronger.
But this was a perfect sword that blended his lifelong unique skills and stabbed the ink painting, but the result was no different.
Mo Hua's body shape was naturally like flowing water, and his movements were exactly the same as before, so he just hid in this way.
The people outside the field also looked at each other.
"What's going on?"
"This sword is so fast that I can't see clearly. I didn't even hit it?"
"What happened?"
"Isn't this going to kill the ink painting?"
...
The Feng family sat in the seat.
Elder Feng's pupils shrank, and his face changed slightly.
Elder Zhang also slowly sat upright with a solemn look.
The two of them were staring at Fang Tian Huaying, feeling a little incredible.
What is even more incredible is Feng Zichen.
"Impossible to fail..."
"Impossible to..."
"Impossible to..."
His expression was cold and his eyes were extremely sharp for a moment, but a trace of fear surged in his heart that he had never noticed.
"I'm going to kill him!"
Feng Zichen's eyes were slightly red. Now he really stopped holding back. He even began to try his best to urge Xiaoyao's sword control technique to the fullest .
The sword light poured into the ground like mercury.
The sword energy whistled like a strong wind.
In the forest, all the trees and rocks were shattered by the white sword light.
These swords are so fast that ordinary foundation-building disciples cannot see clearly with their naked eyes.
But no matter how fast, dense, and sharp his sword is, when he strikes the ink painting, it is like he is slashing on the deep lake.
The sword passes through the water and there are no traces when the sword passes through the water.
Feng Zichen's sword is fast.
But Mo Hua's body technique was faster, more weird and elusive than his sword, and it seemed to have a "prediction" ability. Before the sword's edge moved, the water flow had passed, and there was still a hint of hazy water mist, looking more and more Not clear, intangible.
Feng Zichen's heart was cold.
A terrible fact that he couldn't accept came to his mind:
"This ink painting...is actually above me?!"
(The end of this chapter)