Chapter 1
Late autumn.
The cold wind is rustling.
The wind is blowing up, and some leftover leaves are rolled up.
Even if the sun is the heaviest at this time, pedestrians are still wearing long clothes and thick clothes, and it is still difficult to prevent the cold from invading their bodies.
South of the city.
Competition arena.
There is silence.
More than a hundred people lined up on both sides, everyone holding swords and swords, showing murderous intention, silent killing intent swept the audience.
Fortunately, there are a number of respectable and respected old people from County City sitting in the ring, which can be considered to stabilize the situation in the field.
"Two people, the status of life and death has been established, this battle, life and death do not matter!"
In the arena of more than 100 flats, an old man with white hair in a long gown put away the paper, Rong looked towards the two left and right.
On the left, a man slender figure, handsome, holding a cold light flashing lancet.
He tapped his feet on the ground, his body seemed completely motionless, and it seemed to move with the wind, which was unpredictable.
It is the leader of the younger generation of Fast Wind Hall, Sabrewielder Zhao Cang!
This person is not very old, but he has already obtained Inner Strength by body refinement Great Accomplishment. Fierce Wind Blade-Art is even more excellent.
The right side.
Is a burly man.
The big man looks plain, his complexion is slightly yellow, and he holds a ring-headed tiger-headed knife. His short shirt can hardly cover the bulging tendons on his body.
His eyes narrowed slightly, his feet on the ground, like a bell, like a rock, unmoved.
This person's name is Guo Fan.
It is the Eldest Senior Brother in the second-generation dísciple of Ferocious Tiger Sect. The Five Tigers Breaking Gate Blade is equally extraordinary.
His person, Innate Divine Strength, although he has not cultivated into Inner Strength, his body refinement has reached Peak, and he has never defeated the Inner Strength expert.
Comparing the two, it is unpredictable who wins and loses!
The white haired old man glanced at the two people left and right, lightly sighed in his mouth, and seemed to regret the next ending.
Slightly shook his head, and the old man moved his sleeves back lightly.
At the same time, drink low in the mouth.
"Let's start!"
"zheng!"
The sound of a knife groaned softly, like a breeze shaking a copper bell, and the sound was pleasant.
At the same time, a flash of cold light flashed from Zhao Cang's hands, and Guo Fan was slashed, followed by fierce murderous intention.
Fierce Wind Blade-Art-Destroy flowers and break willows!
The lancet has a light body and a sharp blade. It is a perfect match with the speed-based Fierce Wind Blade-Art.
Guo Fan opened his eyes, and the tiger-headed sword suddenly raised.
"Hoo..."
His sword is not fast, but it is terrifying, like a tiger roaring at mountains and forests, and it smashed the incoming wind with a single knife.
The remaining momentum is endless. With the Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain, the swords of the people join together and slam into the opponent fiercely.
Zhao Cang's body is like a breeze blowing a willow to avoid him, and the blade light blooms like strong wind and swift rain, wrapping up his opponent from one side.
"Okay!"
Seeing this scene, on the ring, the old man Xiao Bozhong from Jiujiang Shuiwu couldn't help but admire his eyes.
"These two are so young that they have achieved the Blade Technique Samadhi. Over time, the achievements will be limitless!"
"Not bad."
County guest official, Zheng Yin, known as the Condor, hearing this nodded: "The young generation is coming out of the rivers and lakes, and I am really old!"
"This gust of wind Sabrewielder Zhao Cang is like me. It’s just that Inner Strength has insufficient accumulation and lack of experience.”
The implication is to give the other party some time, not to overtake them, and it’s not difficult to keep pace.
As for Guo Fan...
"Guo Fan is not bad either. Back then, he was known as the number one expert of the younger generation of County City. He was extremely talented."
Martial Victory Sect sect master Zhou Tong sighed slightly: "Unfortunately, the method of cultivation is wrong, and it has been unable to achieve Inner Strength."
"Hey!"
Four Directions Dojo Hall Master Huang coldly smiled and said: "Guo Fan, this kid, should have been cheated by his own parents."
"He is the young Eldest Senior Brother, one's own master has gone early , I’m afraid there are many people in Ferocious Tiger Sect wishing that he can’t make progress."
"Um..."
Yin Zheng’s eyes twinkling hearing this, not long after he first arrived in County City, I don't know much about the younger generation in the city.
At this time, I heard the other party have hidden meaning, but didn't ask much.
Just asked indifferently: "From a few people, which of them has the better chance of winning?"
"Fierce Wind Blade-Art and Five Tigers Breaking Gate Blade are hard to distinguish between high and low. Both of them are the leaders of the younger generation. The outcome is hard to predict."
Xiao Bozhong lightly buckled the armrest with one hand, shook his head and said: "This Xiao has poor eyesight, but he can't tell."
"Brother Xiao is polite."
Martial Victory Sect sect master Zhou Tong smiled heartily and said: "From my point of view, Zhao Cang has a better chance of winning?"
"Why do you see it?"
Zheng Yin looked sideways.
"With Inner Strength, it is completely different from body refinement. Even if Zhao Cang's advancement time is not long, he has just completed one or two twelve meridians, and his background is far beyond Guo Fan."
Zhou Tong squinted his eyes and said: "And as far as I know, the lancet in his hand is not a common product!"
"This way."
Zheng Yin Silently nodded, his complexion unchanged.
"I don't think so."
Hall Master Huang of Four Directions Dojo shook his head again and again, saying: "Although Zhao Cang has Inner Strength, his background is not better than Guo Fan must be strong."
"Innate Divine Strength, a kid surnamed Guo, was unbeaten against the Inner Strength expert two years ago, and he will not be weak anymore."
" And..."
He paused, then said slowly: "Although this kid has taken a fork in the road, it may not have no other benefits."
Zheng Yin looked towards Hall Master Huang, said with a smile: "It seems that Hall Master Huang is very eye-catching about this Guo Fan!"
"Brother Zheng doesn't know something."
Xiao Bozhong smiled Explanation: "Hall Master Huang and Guo Fan's Master have a good relationship, and the two almost became friends with each other."
"oh?"
Zheng Yin raised his eyebrows.
"..."
Hall Master Huang gently shook his head and stopped speaking.
In just a few words, the situation on the field is also from the very beginning carefully and fiercely.
Zhao Cang's face was tense, his eyes exposed murderous intention, and the light and sharp lancet in his hand almost turned into a blast of killing.
Wind and rain are coming, the wind is blowing, the shadows are not traced, the wind is boundless, the wind is dancing, the wind is a thousand kills...
The thirty-six style Fierce Wind Blade-Art turned into Strong wind and swift rain, so that only cold light in the field, no silhouette.
He connects the wishful things one by one, like moving clouds and flowing water, without traces of turning around.
Single the Blade Technique is proficient, and it is no longer as famous as Sabrewielder in the county.
Compared with Zhao Cang, Guo Fan's movements are more dumb and heavier.
But he is defensive and calm, the Five Tigers Breaking Gate Blade is strong and powerful, and the combination of body shape and eye is more precise and terrifying.
Even under the culling of the opponent's swift winds, Guo Fan's defensive position is still as stable as a mountain without showing a weak spot.
The wide open Blade Technique is even more difficult to get close to.
Especially the ultimate moves in the Blade Technique, the White Tiger jumping stream, howling the wind, etc., every time it is performed, it can force Zhao Cang to regress and protect himself, thereby regaining the disadvantage.
“ding ding dong dong ……”
“呲拉……”
The collision of the two knives is like torrential rain, sometimes splashing a little fire star.
Meet force with force, theoretically speaking, moment is big, power is deep, and the party with the thick blade is more dominant.
But at this time, it's just the opposite!
After more than a hundred collisions, the cold light of the lancet in Zhao Cang's hand remains the same, but the ring-headed tiger-head knife in Guo Fan's hand has many small gaps.
"Fucked!"
On the ring, Zheng Yin's eyes were regretful, and he shook his head slightly: "Guo Fan can't hold it anymore."
Others Although he did not speak, his expression changed, and he obviously agreed with him.
The slight notch of the blade, placed on the huge ring-headed tiger-head knife, is unremarkable.
But in the hands of a Sabrewielder, a slight damage to the weapon in his hand will affect his own strength.
Even more how, compared to Sabrewielder Zhao Cang, Guo Fan is at a disadvantage.
At this point, they could see that Guo Fan, who was on the scene in the field, also understood it.
"Kill!"
The roar blurted out.
Guo Fan, who has always been on the defensive, changed his sword posture. As a tiger, he completely abandoned his defense and pounced on his opponent.
"Roar..."
The ring-headed tiger head knife turned around, slashing in all directions, forcing Zhao Cang's figure to follow the knife.
Then cut it straight down.
Strike the mountain!
His this blade has no other fancy, only the ultimate strength and speed, which is to force the opponent to fight against him, so as to win the slightest chance of winning.
"Hey!"
Zhao Cang sneered.
At the same time, the lancet in his hand flips wisely, the body turns like the wind, and the blade light is slashed like a top.
"ding..."
Several collisions, only a knife scream.
The Lancet blocked the Tiger Head Knife, the blade pressed against Guo Fan's arm, and went straight to his throat.
At the same time, Zhao Cang presses down with one hand and lightly presses the back of the tiger's knife, making it difficult for the opponent to turn around and resist.
"Dead!"
The low whistle and the rising blade glow made many spectators in the field subconsciously tighten their bodies.
Ferocious Tiger Sect, there are many people who can't bear it even more.
"hmph!"
Guo Fan knew it was hard to avoid it, and when he bit his teeth, he turned his head to the side and faced the lancet with his shoulder.
Zhao Cang's eyes are contemptuous, and the sword's momentum remains unchanged, and he slashes out.
He has cultivated Inner Strength. His strength is far from comparable to those of body refinement. The strength of strength is even more amazing.
This blade not only contains the strength of his body, but the lancet in his palm is even sharper, not to mention the human body.
Even the steel essence boulder, he can cut it open with a single knife.
In Zhao Cang's view, the opponent's shoulder resistance is nothing more than Final Struggle!
"Bah..."
The blade enters the body, easily cuts into the shoulder, pauses slightly, and continues to cut towards Guo Fan's throat.
"Success!"
Zhao Cang's complexion suddenly changed.
Longblade enters the body, he only feels cut into the tenacious cowhide, and layers of strength are constantly rushing from all around, consuming his strength.
According to this kind of progress, it is not a problem to seriously hurt the opponent, but it is impossible to kill him!
And Guo Fan with a grim look turned his eyes to the despair and madness just now, turning into a calm and composed indifference.
His chest and abdomen trembled rapidly, his mouth opened, and he screamed.
"roar!"
tiger roaring at mountains and forests.
The roar was so loud, the ears of the crowd around the audience buzzed, and there was that weak strength, and his eyes were dazzling, and the body was swaying.
As for Zhao Cang, who was facing his front, his original action of drawing a knife and retreating also came to an abrupt halt, and his eyes were lost.
"Kill!"
Guo Fan once again broke out with a strong murderous intention, the ring-headed sword blasted five afterimages, and smashed his opponents wildly.
White Tiger killing method!
Death is coming, Zhao Cang also wakes up from the sonic shock.
His eyes were red, and he knew that he could not escape to death, but instead of retreating, he moved forward, and his strength surged with the lancet.
"Peng!"
"Pull..."
On the ring, a broken silhouette flew out at an angle, and blood shot all over. Sprinkle the Quartet.
Zhao Cang is dead in the air, he can't die anymore!
On the other hand, Guo Fan staggered back, with a lancet hanging diagonally on his body, with a huge blade rising from his shoulder and slanting into his waist.
The blood dyed penetrated his clothes, and bones appeared in the cracks. At first glance, it was hideous and terrifying.
"Guo Fan!"
The figure flickered, and one person hurried to the ring, and moved his fingers to stop the blood flowing out of Guo Fan.
"Brother, Golden Skin Medicine!"
"en."
Ferocious Tiger Sect sect master Yang Fengfu also jumped onto the ring and handed Golden Skin Medicine Past.
"Take the person along to withdraw first."
"Yes."
The visitor took the Guo Fan and jumped off the ring to do the Ferocious Tiger Sect doorman Surrounded immediately.
"Brother!"
"Eldest Senior Brother!"