Liu Zhengqian had obviously moved aside, but he could not avoid the impact of the palm force. He was caught off guard and was rolled up by the palm force. He danced like a giant monkey and involuntarily did two somersaults in the air. , so hard that I fell down and gnawed on the mud. Stars appeared in my eyes and I was speechless for a long time!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
There was a burst of joking laughter in the monastery, which seemed to be very happy, "What a fall! What a fall! What a croak!"
"It's just too weak. Isn't there someone stronger?"
After the ridicule, there was a cold shout. The two tone changes so quickly that it is really shocking.
Feng Ziyue's eyes lit up, and he felt a huge palm force coming towards his face. He couldn't help but praised the word "good" in his mouth, put his two fingers together, and used them as swords to draw an arc in the air.
"Dangdang——"
There was a sound like a bell ringing in the air. Feng Ziyue's expression froze, his body swayed, and he took three steps back.
The people in the room groaned and heard the footsteps of Teng Teng, who obviously also took several steps back.
When the swords and palms met, they were almost evenly matched!
Feng Ziyue was secretly shocked, he had never expected that there was such a master in the academy, and that person even burst into cheers, laughed, and struck out with his palms!
"Okay! Great! Finally found me a decent one, good swordsmanship! Good swordsmanship!"
Although Feng Ziyue did not draw a sword, but only used his finger as a sword, in the eyes of an expert, it was naturally clear.
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, "Your Excellency, you have a sword in your palm, which is not bad!"
Although this man's palm power is majestic, it is just an appearance. There is a strange and unpredictable sword intention in it, which is the key. Therefore, when Liu Zhengqian was teased just now, it was this sword intention that was causing trouble.
Liu Zhengqian struggled to stand up, his face turning blue and red. He brought Feng Ziyue here just to use the sword madman in the building to give Feng Ziyue a show of strength and dampen his spirit. I thought I had suffered a big loss first.
A swordsman who lives in this building has been a big trouble in Zhuque Academy in the past few years, and also a headache for all the teachers and students.
This person is dedicated to swordsmanship, and he simply ignores other courses and never goes to class.
Ever since he entered the Suzaku Academy, he had been hiding in the monastery, practicing swordsmanship in seclusion. Occasionally, when he was bored, he came out to challenge others. Later, his swordsmanship became stronger and stronger, and he also gathered a group of younger brothers to find opponents for him. Damn it, in the end, I couldn't even take a step out of the door.
The tutors in the academy also recognized this person's martial arts and swordsmanship. Many people even believed that the swordsman's martial arts was still above that of the goddess Bai Zhiwei.
If sword enthusiasts participate in the year-end competition and it is purely about martial arts, Bai Zhiwei may not be sure of victory.
Of course, Sword Chi will not participate in the year-end competition. He has never appeared in the year-end competition in all his years at Suzaku Academy.
Liu Zhengqian was angry just now and wanted to teach Feng Ziyue a lesson and touch his bottom, so he brought him here.
Unexpectedly, he had already retreated far enough, but he was still carried away by the sword madman's palm. He made a big fool of himself, and he couldn't argue with this madman. Even if he argued with him, he couldn't defeat him. He only felt itchy with hatred, and wished that both of them could fight. Both sides suffer losses and perish together.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The swordsman let out a long laugh, "He is indeed a master. From the first time we met, you can tell that I use a sword instead of a palm. I am much better than those idiots!"
He praised and praised, and his offensive continued, but he never stopped at all.
"He is indeed a master", and he made three moves.
"First meeting", here are five tips.
"You can see it", and five more moves were made.
"I used a sword, not a palm" and made seven moves.
"Compared to those idiots", he came up with five more tricks.
"It's much better." He even fired nine moves in a row!
After saying this sentence, Jian Chi's offensive already had thirty-four moves, each of which was extremely clever. Feng Ziyue applauded, and he moved his hands and feet quickly, hitting quickly, and fired dozens of moves in succession.
Very refreshing.
He hasn't fought like this for a long time. When masters fight, they usually use all their strength to strike to determine the outcome. It's not that quick to learn martial arts.
The person in this room struck quickly and ruthlessly, and every move was extremely interesting. Feng Ziyue was also in a state of high spirits, using his fingers as swords to exchange moves with him.
The two started to move faster and faster, and only the shadows of their palms and fingertips could be seen, which made people dizzy. Nangong Min turned his head and did not dare to look anymore. Liu Zhengqian, however, was brave and stared at seventy or eighty kung fu moves.
I felt a loud bang in my head, my knees weakened, and I fell to the ground again, and then I stopped in shock.
Feng Ziyue was also extremely happy in his heart. He looked up to the sky and screamed. Initially, Jian Chi attacked, and he mainly focused on neutralizing them. But later, his counterattacks became more and more frequent, and Jian Chi used his clever swordsmanship to neutralize them all!
He has been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for so many years, and it cannot be said that he has exhausted all the swordsmanship in the world, but with the wealth of swordsmanship he has accumulated through the Hidden Dragon inheritance, it is difficult for anyone to match him.
But he didn't expect that the sword moves of the people in this room were extremely strange and strange, something he had never seen before, how could he not be happy about it.
People who practice swordsmanship suddenly see more novel swordsmanship, and naturally the more they fight, the more delighted they become.
Jian Chi was also overjoyed and screamed in the room.
"Friend, your way of swordsmanship is neutral, peaceful, broad and profound, and you have gained the essence of the way of swordsmanship. It can be said that the wonders of the way of swordsmanship that I have created complement each other and are mutually reinforcing each other!"
"With your sword, many of the problems that I have struggled to solve will be easily solved!"
"Thank you! Thank you very much! When you lose later, I will make you less embarrassed!"
Feng Ziyue laughed loudly, "It's still unclear who will win and who will lose! Although your sword skills are strange, it's a pity that they haven't been perfected yet. If you can get the upper hand within a hundred moves, you may still have a chance. Until now,
I have seen through your sword skills, and it is already impossible for you to defeat me!"
He also gained a lot from this duel with swords and was extremely happy. Of course, even so, he was not willing to lose easily.
"Words are useless, let's see the truth behind your hands!"
The sword fanatic laughed unconsciously, the sword intention in his palm became more and more strange, and his sword technique changed again!
Feng Ziyue only felt that the sword intent coming from the opponent became more stagnant, darker, and changed strangely. There were often hundreds of dark energies in one sword, which was strange and unbearable.
He had seen the path of the sword clearly just now, but when this man's sword technique changed, it turned out to be even more bizarre than before, and Feng Ziyue couldn't help but feel awe-struck in his heart.
This sword technique is three points stronger than before, but its obscure and ineffective aspects are also more obvious, but even so, it is still extremely powerful!
"Okay! What a wonderful sword move!"
He took a deep breath, struck three swords in succession, but took three steps back, his expression becoming more solemn.
