To be precise, the Dugu Nine Swords cannot even be considered a sword skill at all.
Unlike other swordsmanship, this swordsmanship itself is not designed for attack. But to say that it is a defensive swordsmanship is obviously even more inaccurate.
Because the Dukugu Nine Swordsmanship is basically a sword technique that is offensive but not defensive.
What does it mean to have an offense but not to defend? To attack does not mean to seize the opportunity to attack, but to anticipate the enemy's opportunity and use offense as defense.
It is said that there is offense but no defense, but in fact, offense is substituted for defense. Attack is defense, and defense is offense.
Qin Wu didn't have a sword in his hands, but he had a sword in his heart. He simulated the sword intention of Dugu's Nine Swords in his mind every day. At this time, it could be said that his sword skills were already very good.
However, using the sword in the heart and the sword in the hand still requires a transformation process. This process is not difficult, but it requires practice.
Qin Wushuang decided to use this second round of opponents to practice this unparalleled sword skill.
This sword skill has no fixed moves. Although it is called Dugu Nine Swords, there is absolutely no fixed move routine.
The antelope hangs its horns, leaving no trace behind. This is the state of this sword skill.
It is said that the senior who created this sword skill in his previous life was named Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai. It is said that after this master mastered the sword skill, he broke through the innateness, until he became an immortal, and his realm was very high.
Therefore, this swordsmanship is by no means as simple as a mundane swordsmanship. When used in the hands of acquired warriors, it is certainly extremely powerful, and the weak can often defeat the strong.
When used with innate hands, it is naturally more exquisite, and the subtle sword intent inside can be brought into full play.
Qin Wushuang's heart suddenly moved, and he remembered that the mysterious old man who adopted him in his previous life once told him something - there is no strong or weak skill, only high or low level.
Whether it is swordsmanship or other skills, since it can be passed down for thousands of years and has been labeled as the top secret book, it must have its own merits.
In the hands of an acquired expert, its effect may be 10 to 20%, but in the hands of an innate master, it may be able to exert 30 to 50% or even higher.
Just like the "Tianmai Condensing Sword", Qin Wushuang always felt that Xujian was already the pinnacle level of secular martial arts since he entered Xiantian.
But after reaching the innate realm, I discovered that the virtual sword is just the starting sword style of the "Tianmai Condensing Sword".
Another example is the "Nine Swords of Dugu". If used in the hands of acquired warriors, its power may be 12/10, but if used in the hands of innate masters, its power may be increased by ten times.
There is no strong or weak skill, only high or low level.
Qin Wushuang clicked his finger, and felt that it made more sense. If he were in his current state, even if he had the lowest boxing skills in the world, he would still be unable to fight against a worldly peak martial artist, even if the opponent used the most exquisite martial arts.
There is only one result - instant kill.
After all, the gap between nature and nurture is fatal.
A master can pick flowers and kill the enemy, but a mediocre player may not be able to win even if he has a magic weapon in his hand.
To put it bluntly, it is just two words - realm.
Qin Wushuang was alone in the secret room yesterday, comprehending the sword intention of Dugu Nine Swords. It was not until evening that he suddenly understood it again. He walked out of the main hall and walked towards the old plum grove behind Qingyun Palace. He danced his sword against the plum blossoms in a transcendental mood.
At that moment, the valve of sword intention in Qin Wushuang's mind was completely opened. The Dugu Nine Swords were in his hand, erratic, like a divine bow and a ghost arrow, completely traceless.
But at this moment, all those sword intentions from last night suddenly came to my mind again.
When he walked onto the stage, his opponent had been waiting for a long time.
This man had a sinister look on his face and stared at Qin Wushuang with a sneer. He had heard of Qin Wushuang's name all along and knew that he was the first in the senior disciple examination and the winner of six perfect scores.
However, he was not convinced. He felt that the disciples of these palace masters were uniquely endowed and had much better conditions than their Dharma King-level disciples, and received more preferential treatment.
Therefore, he will be on stage today, determined to knock Qin Wushuang off stage and prove his strength!
"Junior Brother Qin, your reputation has been well-known for a while. Brother Yu still wants to see how strong you are." The man said with a sinister smile.
Qin Wushuang nodded: "Okay, what's your senior brother's name?"
"My name is Xia Feihong, and I am the one who brought you down!" This man seemed very confident. He had observed the battle between Qin Wushuang and No. 68 that day, and felt that Qin Wushuang, as a young man, was indeed very capable, but also
It’s just good!
He was confident that with his quick sword, he could definitely catch Qin Wushuang off guard.
His name is Feihong, and his swordsmanship is also the same. He is as fast as a giant, his sword power is treacherous, and his speed is as fast as lightning.
"You also use a sword?" Qin Wushuang asked with a smile.
Xia Feihong smiled coldly: "You, a person who uses soft whips as weapons, dare to carry a sword on your back. Why can't I use the sword?"
Qin Wushuang smiled faintly: "Okay, since you are proud of your swordsmanship, let's have a swordsmanship competition today. I'll use the soft whip and I lose. How about that?"
"That's not necessary. Experts compete in martial arts and pay attention to fairness. Whatever means you have, no matter how much magic I have, I won't hold back at all. In short, everyone should try their best to prevent you from losing when the time comes.
Get up and look for excuses everywhere."
Xia Feihong's tone was full of confidence, and he seemed to wantonly belittle Qin Wushuang.
Qin Wushuang naturally knew that this person wanted to provoke him deliberately, so he laughed and said: "If you think that a few nonsense words can anger me, then you have made a wrong calculation. In fact, no matter whether you use a sword or a soft whip,
Even if I am empty-handed, it is not a problem for me. For a true master, even a branch in his hand can be called a magic weapon. There is no difference between weapons, but there are different levels of realm."
Qin Wushuang learned how to use it flexibly and immediately used the ten characters here.
Xia Feihong originally had the idea of provoking Qin Wushuang, deceiving him that Qin Wushuang was young and energetic, and wanted to use a few words to make him agitated, and then use his sharp sword to take advantage of the situation and pursue him, defeating Qin Wushuang in one fell swoop.
But he didn't expect that Qin Wushuang, at such a young age, could actually see through fire and understand his intentions completely.
With a slight wave of his right hand, the Purple Sun Sword reached the palm of his hand.
Qin Wushuang smiled and said: "This is the second time I use the sword. The previous time, I had a sword in my hand, but it was just a cover. But this time, I will use this sword alone to try my sword skills on you."
Xia Feihong heard that there was clearly some contempt in his tone, but he got angry first. With a push of his palm, a sharp sword with a narrow and thin blade, emitting a dazzling white light, appeared in front of Qin Wushuang.
before.
Pointing from a distance: "Qin Wushuang, you can block ninety-nine and eighty-one of my swords, it's not in vain that you have been practicing for so long!"
After saying that, he twisted his body, and the human sword merged into one, condensing into a white light, and struck Qin Wushuang at an extremely fast speed. This sword skill of combining the human sword into one is not uncommon in swordsmanship.
It's just that there are really not many people who have combined to Xia Feihong's level.
Qin Wushuang's eyes were like lightning, staring at Xia Feihong's incoming force, with a smile on his lips. Although he was cautious, he was not nervous at all. He knew that although this man's sword combination was terrifying, the most terrifying thing was Xia Feihong's speed.
The sword skill itself may not have much mystery, but coupled with the speed of this lightning whirlwind, the power of the sword skill will increase.
With a soft groan, Qin Wu stabbed the Purple Sun Sword in his hands toward the whirlwind-like white light.
The stabbing was so sudden that it seemed almost reckless.
But this sword was deeply integrated with the profound meaning of Dugu's Nine Swords. This sword not only pinpointed the flaw in Xia Feihong's sword power, but also hit the weak spot that Xia Feihong could not defend.
Xia Feihong's sword technique is called the Whirlwind Falling Leaf Sword, which relies on the speed of a whirlwind to sweep away fallen leaves and attack with wind and clouds.
One handsome man can cover up all the ugly ones, and he uses his speed to cover up all the flaws and loopholes in his sword power. In addition, the white light he flashes can also act as a blindfold.
But his move is very effective for masters with similar cultivation levels.
In the eyes of Qin Wushuang, a great expert, the flaws in this quick sword were infinitely magnified. Qin Wushuang had rich experience in fighting enemies, so whether it was to strike first or strike later, he had fully considered it.
In terms of speed, Qin Wushuang asked himself that he would not lose to Xia Feihong, but if he competed with Xia Feihong for speed, it would be a waste of spiritual power in his body. He would also enter the battle mode that Xia Feihong liked, allowing his opponent to master the melody of the battle. This is definitely not Qin Wushuang.
Happy to see.
Xia Feihong wants to speed up the battle, but he, Qin Wushuang, wants to slow down and win with no moves. This makes it impossible for you, Xia Feihong, to enter the battle rhythm you like.
This strategy can be said to have pinched Xia Feihong's vital point at once. It can be said to have hit the snake seven inches.
Since what you are most proud of is speed, I want to make sure that the speed you are most proud of cannot be used in front of me. Qin Wushuang's sword is a late strike.
Steering into the light mass, the spiritual power suddenly surged forward, spurting out from the tip of the sword, and incorporating three-thirds of the sword intent of the "Tianmai Condensing Sword" into it.
Isn't Xia Feihong a person who doesn't understand the importance of things? When Qin Wushuang stabbed him with his sword, he knew that he had met a master, and he was a master with very vicious eyes.
One sword hit his weak spot, forcing him to defend himself. Either he would withdraw his sword and defend himself, or he would be hit by the opponent.
There are only two options.
Xia Feihong sighed in depression and struck back with his sword.
Ding dong!
The spiritual energy collided and the two weapons clashed. Xia Feihong felt his arms go numb and could hardly hold the long sword in his hand.
But his sword seemed to be swept on a ball of cotton. It was soft and seemed to have no force, but the force suddenly came out, but it was so rebound that he almost knocked the sword away from his hand.
Xia Feihong was horrified and secretly said: "This boy has such strong spiritual power. Could it be that he started practicing his innate Qi right from his mother's womb?"
The sword Qin Wushuang used just now was actually just an ordinary "sword-breaking style". This style has no fixed moves, but it can predict the enemy's opportunities and capture the opponent's gaps. Not only can it break the opponent's sword skills,
It can also make the opponent have to return the sword to defend, which can be said to be both offensive and defensive!
Xia Feihong groaned secretly in his heart, and he felt unspeakable pain as soon as he fired a sword.