Chapter 304 Fighting Wu Changfeng Again
There was no words for the whole night. Early the next morning, Fu Qingzhou, who was temporarily staying at the Wulin Alliance Headquarters, got up early and started practicing his sword.
"Brother Fu! Brother Fu!"
After practicing for a while, Wu Changfeng's whirring sound came from outside the hospital.
Not long after, Wu Changfeng rushed in with a constipated expression on his face: "Brother Fu, I have to fight you."
Fu Qingzhou stopped waving the knife, turned his head and widened his eyes: "Huh?"
"Yes!"
Wu Changfeng looked irritated: "This morning, the Wulin Alliance I posted the list for the fight, and when I came back from a meal, I saw, damn, we are rivals!"
He was already injured from the battle with the machine man yesterday! Most of the time, he has recovered. The Wulin Alliance has alchemists like Master Wu Lianwu and many doctors, so it is easy to treat some skin injuries.
As he said that, he waved: "It’s not too late to practice sword practice. Let’s go and have a look!"
Fu Qingzhou thought for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile: "Forget it, now that everything has been arranged, isn't it a good thing if any of our brothers wins? Why do you still think about this?"
After that, he once again Focusing his attention on the long knife in his hand, he swung it again.
Wu Changfeng was stunned for a moment, then looked ashamed.
"It's probably because of this kind of character that Brother Fu is so strong... When we first met, he and Qiu Chan could barely equal me together, but now they are stronger than me."
After he was stunned for a while, he left the courtyard alone without saying anything.
Fu Qingzhou seemed to be unaware that everyone was so familiar with each other and there was no need to offer such polite hospitality. In fact, in normal times, he would just go and have a look. He didn't want to leave at this time because the third sword of King Ming was Shi Juntu broke the evil sword, and he made progress.
Different from the first two moves, this move is much more complex, complex and changeable, with both offense and defense. Its special feature lies in the areas it attacks, mostly on the opponent's weaknesses.
The person who originally created this sword technique must have observed a lot of martial arts, summarized countless moves, and figured out some of the weaknesses that exist in most moves. All taken are these weaknesses.
But if you memorize this thing by rote, you will be doomed.
The same trick will be used differently by different people. He is a little taller, your arms are half an inch longer, and my steps are slightly longer than yours...
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Once you strictly follow the sword technique and moves, you will have to be lucky when facing the enemy. You have to bet that when the opponent uses the moves, they will be exactly what you have practiced - this is obviously not possible.
But the sword technique of Jun Tu's Evil-Breaking Sword is too complicated. Once you adjust the angle and strength of the knife at will, the sword technique will change its shape.
In the past two days, Fu Qingzhou only wrote down the sword skills when he practiced swordsmanship. Today, after carefully reading the notes left by Yuan Zhen, he suddenly realized something.
What was recorded in the note was Huikong’s words when he taught Yuan Zhen.
"Human body posture, like the movement of heaven and earth, is subject to constant changes. The constant ones are easy to see, but the changed ones are hard to find. However, regardless of the constant changes, there is a way. The way to defeat the enemy is to understand it If the enemy is more aggressive, I will use softness to defeat him; if the enemy is more agile, I will be more calm. This is to go against the enemy's path and attack him unprepared."
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Movement and stillness coincide, but do the opposite?
These principles are actually not complicated, but when you actually practice swordsmanship, it is difficult to think of them and integrate them into them, not to mention that it is easy to understand and difficult to practice.
After understanding the notes today, he finally figured out the true meaning of the Jun Tu Evil-Slaying Sword, and the sword technique became more natural, agile and casual.
By the time you practice until you are sweating profusely, the sun has already risen.
"Fu Shaoxia?"
The call from the disciples of the Wulin League came from outside the hospital: "The third round of competition is about to begin. Have you had a rest?"
"It's almost noon?" Fu Qingzhou finally realized, put away his sword, and said Take a breath.
It would be difficult to master the Juntu Evil-Breaking Sword, but if you don’t meet someone with extremely sophisticated skills, you can still use it.
Today’s third round of the Qianlong Baijie Tournament, since even the battle list has been announced, there is no need to say more about the competition format.
Finally, it was a one-on-one discussion that people in the world are familiar with.
When Fu Qingzhou followed the martial arts alliance disciple to the big stage, he found that he was indeed late, and everyone else had already arrived. "So late?"
Qiu Chan smiled at him: "Did you oversleep?"
Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes: "Look at my full head Are you sweating like you're sleeping? I'm practicing swordsmanship, okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yuan Zhen smiling at him not far away.
But before Yuan Zhen could speak, Ning Wushu stepped in and patted Fu Qingzhou on the shoulder with a smile: "You were wearing a dragon-piercing arrow yesterday, right? Can you teach me? Are there any conditions?"
Fu Qingzhou was not surprised at all that she could recognize this archery technique. He curled his lips and said with a smile: "I can teach you. How about I exchange it for an archery technique that you think is about the same level?"
"That's it, easy to say!"
Ning Wushu waved his hand: "It will change after today's meeting!"
While talking and laughing, Jiang Baichuan made some grand remarks on the stage as he had done twice before.
"In today's grand event, the competition has reached a fever pitch. You have been waiting for the peak showdown between heroes for a long time, and you must have been itching for a long time. So, let us wait and see together today to see what the true strength of these young heroes can be. The situation!"
He said with a smile: "The list of duels has been announced to the world, and you can compete on the stage one by one. However, the nine winners are not designated as the top nine. If there is a defeated hero who is unhappy, You can challenge with your sword and have a showdown."
"When no one dares to challenge the defender, the remaining nine defeated people will compete with each other, and the winner will be the tenth. In the past, the order of the top ten was determined by itself.”
Now, everyone understands.
After a round of duel, the winner does not automatically sit in the top ten. If someone wants to challenge you and you lose, your ranking will still fall down.
Until no one dares to challenge the people in the front, it means that the remaining people have recognized their strength. With such a ranking, they are convinced!
Of course... the tenth place in the end can only be decided by one more fight among the nine losers.
Amidst the excited cheers of the crowd, Jiang Baichuan looked at the rest area under the stage and said with a smile: "Well, I would like to invite the young heroes of the first group, Fu Qingzhou and Wu Changfeng, to come on stage to compete."
"Let's go?" Wu Changfeng raised his eyebrows at Fu Qingzhou and jumped onto the stage first.
Fu Qingzhou smiled, took off all the weapons he was wearing, and stuffed them into Qiu Chan's hands in front of him: "Help me get them."
Qiu Chan was startled: "You won't bring any more?"
"Brother Wu doesn't even carry weapons. If I bring a knife and a bow and arrow, wouldn't it be a bit bullying him?"
Fu Qingzhou rushed to her. After winking, he jumped up high and arrived on the stage.
Countless shouts suddenly sounded from the audience, but Wu Changfeng stared: "Brother Fu, what do you mean? Look down on me, brother? You don't even bring weapons?"
"Where are you talking? .”
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said: "If you use a bow and arrow, you can't appreciate the exquisiteness of your palm skills, Brother Wu; but if you use a knife... my knife is almost useless. I'm afraid that Brother Wu will destroy it for me."
Wu Changfeng sneered: "You kid, really want to fight me with your bare hands?"
"Why not?"
Fu Qingzhou said, turning slightly to the side, and raised his hands into fists He stood up, one behind the other, shoulder level in front of him, his steps moved flexibly, and he actually assumed a Sanda posture!
"What's your attitude?" Wu Changfeng was startled: "Why haven't I seen it before?"
Fu Qingzhou smiled happily: "Brother Wu, there are many wonders in the world. Whether you and I fight or not, have we seen each other before?"
Wu Changfeng tilted his neck, his eyes flashed, and his figure was like lightning. , shoot away quickly!
Fu Qingzhou calmed down, clenched his fists, stood on tiptoe, and watched the sharp palm wind getting closer and closer.
But none of them noticed that among a group of inconspicuous sparrows on the roof not far from the conference venue, there was a small sparrow. Its big eyes were always staring at the big stage. Shining with a strange light.
(End of this chapter)