Chapter 38: practice sword
Chapter 38 Sword Practice
"Wow, your skin is good, white and tender, what skin care products do you use?"
"Soap."
Perfunctory patted Oakley Yani's soft weeds away, Zhao Yinshun decisively distanced himself from her, and walked towards the ring without looking back.
Behind him, Oakley Yani looked at his back and blinked thoughtfully.
"The body seems to be very strong, why can't I see through it? Try again..."
Zhao Yinshun, who was boarding the arena, suddenly felt a chill, and he had goose bumps all over his body.
What bad idea is she having?
hugged his shoulders and rubbed twice, Zhao Yinshun adjusted his mentality and slowly paced onto the ring.
He was greeted by the deafening cheers of thousands of people.
"Master Zhao!"
"Zhao Shaoxia! You must win today! I'll go bankrupt to buy you!"
"Come on, Zhao Yinshun!"
…
Looking around, Zhao Yinshun sensed something illusory from these people who were screaming excitedly.
This kind of thing cannot be seen or touched, but it gathers on oneself little by little, giving birth to some kind of wonderful change.
It wasn't until the referee prompted another player to appear that Zhao Yinshun came back to his senses and looked sideways at the other end of the ring.
A big young man with a long sword on his back and a face full of stubble stepped onto the ring step by step. The eyes of the two sides met, and both saw a hint of surprise in the other's eyes.
What is a child?
Why is he a big man?
But soon, Zhao Yinshun reacted. Although the foreigners have an absolute advantage on the list, their number of participants is definitely not as good as that of the local players in Damin.
So according to the probability, the possibility of fighting a civil war by yourself is much higher than that of an external war!
However, as your ranking increases, the more foreign names you have at the top of the list, the more likely you are to meet them!
's thoughts flashed away, Zhao Yinshun calmed down and smiled at the young man with scumbags.
"Zhao Yinshun, battle, Gao Ning, the game begins."
Following the referee's order, Zhao Yinshun held his sword and bowed to the young man from a distance.
"Please."
"Please!"
锵
The two sharp swords were unsheathed almost at the same time, and the elegant cold light cut through the sky, and converged precisely in the center of the arena.
ding
The extremely penetrating metal collision sound made the audience in the front row tremble, and there was a tingling pain in the eardrums.
Immediately, the more high-frequency sword-fighting made them cover their ears hard, and they couldn't help but slowly retreat outward with the arena as the center.
After a few moves, a circle of open space was cleared around the arena, and Zhao Yinshun also had a preliminary understanding of the young man in front of him.
Just looking at the six-dimensional attributes, he has an absolute advantage, but the opponent's swordsmanship is exquisite, and if you want to win without hanging, it is estimated that you will have to spend a lot of effort.
Without the determination to kill, Zhao Yinshun's sword stance gradually became ethereal, and he began to try the new "skills" he had just learned.
【Flowing Wind Sword】!
咻
The slightly dull sound of breaking through the air gradually became clear and silky, and Gao Ning, who was full of stubble, immediately noticed the change in the other party.
Sword!
is accelerating!
Swish
The sword shadow, which was originally evenly matched, shifted a little bit, and Gao Ning gradually turned from attacking to defending, preventing every drop of water.
However, he felt familiar with the new swordsmanship, Zhao Yinshun tapped lightly, flickered and moved according to the mysterious direction, suddenly on the left, suddenly on the right.
【Lost Step】!
The already sharp sword stance suddenly became erratic, and from time to time it came out of Gao Ning's unexpected directions, scaring him to compress the chrysanthemum.
If it wasn't for the obvious combination of the opponent's swordsmanship and footwork, and he even got himself stuck a few times, Gao Ning reckoned that he would not be able to handle a hundred moves at all.
Damn!
When did such a little monster appear in Hon Hai City?
It is obvious that his swordsmanship is full of flaws, but under the super-fast speed of changing moves, he simply cannot seize the fleeting opportunity!
At this moment, Gao Ning deeply realized what is called the martial arts in the world, everything is strong and unbreakable, but fast is unbreakable!
When the speed of the opponent's sword is at the extreme, sometimes complex moves are not needed, just the most basic points, stabs, stabs, cuts... can easily obliterate yourself.
Coupled with his erratic movement, Gao Ning only felt that he was being attacked on the back and stomach. It was not like a 1v1 battle at all, but rather like being surrounded and beaten by countless people!
ding ding dong
The crisp and clear sound of sword clashes continued, Gao Ning's sword stance was suppressed more and more "thin", and he could only stick to the middle palace, waiting for the opponent's breath to exhaust.
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted!
The other party is just a child, and his physique cannot be compared to an adult like him!
He predicted that this stormy offensive could not last long!
As long as he defends the opponent's strongest wave, he will be able to rely on his strong qi and blood advantage to counterattack and win the victory in one fell swoop!
The plan in his heart was perfect, but the torment was extraordinarily long.
With the passage of time, the expected sword power exhaustion did not appear, but instead became more silky and agile.
The onlookers may not feel it, but Gao Ning, who has personally endured all this, clearly noticed that the opponent's sword moves and body techniques are rapidly changing from jerky to mature!
Gao Ning, who was standing on the left and right, looked a little embarrassed, and his frightened eyes were full of confusion.
He couldn't figure out why this seemingly frail little boy opposite seemed to have endless physical strength!
Just defending and not attacking, his arms started to go numb slightly, the opponent's consumption should be a lot higher than his!
There were even several times when he had been pushed to the limit, as long as he applied a little more pressure, he would be broken through, but the opponent seemed to hesitate, giving him a precious breather.
But looking at Zhao Yinshun's calm and indifferent gaze, Gao Ning, who gradually began to pant, suddenly realized that maybe it was not the other party's hesitation, but the deliberate release of water!
He is using me to practice swords? ! !
A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his mind, Gao Ning's heart tightened, and the arm holding the sword trembled slightly.
The next moment, the sword curtain in his hand was swayed by a gap, and a cold sword light poured down like mercury, tearing the gap along the tiny gap, and swept across the neck in an instant.
Chilled hairs all over his body, Gao Ning froze in place for a moment, his whole body seemed to have been casted on a body-setting spell, and he didn't dare to move.
The eyeballs moved down stiffly, looking at the long sword resting on his neck, Gao Ning seemed to feel the coldness of the sword's edge, and his neck was full of goose bumps.
paused for two seconds, a smile suddenly appeared on Zhao Yinshun's indifferent face, and he closed his sword and clasped his fist.
"I've accepted it, Senior Brother."
Gao Ning was stunned for a while before he dared to resume his activities, looking at the handsome young man in front of him with a complicated expression.
"Junior brother is so handsome... I'm ashamed of myself!"
With the same fist and salute, Gao Ning looked at Zhao Yinshun again, his deep eyes seemed to want to imprint him into his heart!
Immediately, he let out a long sigh with mixed emotions, turned around and left.
In the new week, everyone should read more and more, I have to book a monthly pass for next month╭()
(end of this chapter)