Chapter 0225 Victory people with swords, convince people with virtue
Chapter 0225: Defeat others with sword and conquer others with virtue
His sword skill, Xia Feihong, is called "Whirlwind Falling Leaf Sword". It is like a wind, a breath, and it focuses on the sword intention in one breath. Once it is used, it will be flickering, rolling, and extremely fast. Each sword is more powerful than the other.
Faster, like clouds and fog, like wind and lightning, ever-changing and unpredictable.
However, Qin Wushuang's style of fighting was neither urgent nor slow. He would not use a sword for a long time, but once he did, he would hit the vital point directly. It could be said that his fast pace was completely disrupted.
To use a vulgar analogy, it is like when you are relieving yourself, you are peeing freely, and you are suddenly frightened by someone from behind. This happens one after another, intermittently, bit by bit, how can you feel relaxed?
At this time, Qin Wushuang didn't feel like he was fighting at all, but more like he was taking a leisurely stroll outside his yard, stepping on the "Ling Yun Immortal Steps" under his feet, feeling at ease, as if all Xia Feihong's efforts were in his eyes.
It's like it has nothing to do with him.
No matter how he attacked or grabbed, not only could he not get a piece of his clothes, he couldn't even catch Qin Wushuang's shadow.
And after every three or four strikes by Xia Feihong, Qin Wushuang would seem to remember that time and stab the sword out casually. It was as if he was walking in the yard and saw a fallen leaf and swept it away as casually as he did.
But with just such a sword, Xia Feihong's vitals were blocked before the peak was about to arrive, and that hearty feeling of pleasure never came.
"laugh!"
Qin Wushuang raised his hand and struck out with another sword. This sword went around Xia Feihong's side and stabbed directly into Xia Feihong's ribs. Xia Feihong almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
With these few sword blows, he just felt a little contented, but with Qin Wushuang's sword blow, the fictitious pleasure in his mind was suddenly popped like a bubble.
Xia Feihong was almost going crazy in his heart. Since his debut, with this "Tornado Falling Leaf Sword", he has defeated countless opponents and defeated many strong men.
Although he has been defeated before and was defeated by stronger opponents, it was all because the level of realm was too far apart.
For example, last year, on his way from thirty-two to sixteen, he became the strongest young disciple of Xingluo Palace, Wei Yi.
That time, he lost and had nothing to say. Because Wei Yi's level was indeed much higher than his.
But at the moment, he felt that Qin Wushuang's level was not necessarily any higher than his. But he didn't know where he learned these inexplicable and completely unconventional sword skills. He used every move to strike first and attack him.
Very uncomfortable.
From the beginning to the end, Qin Wushuang only used three swords, but each time the three swords came out, he was embarrassed every time. All the momentum and all the prepared sword power were completely destroyed by his sword and disappeared into thin air.
Xia Feihong roared, took two steps back, held the sword in his hand, and said angrily: "Qin Wushuang, what kind of trick are you using? It is not a gentleman's sword."
"What is a gentleman's sword?" Qin Wushuang asked lightly.
"A gentleman competes with swords in an upright manner. What he competes for is strength, the subtlety of the sword's will, and the momentum of the sword. But your messy dealer's style is completely embarrassing to the swordsman."
Xia Feihong was really going crazy.
Qin Wushuang sighed helplessly and said with a smile: "Xia Feihong, with your level, are you qualified to talk about sword intention? I have said before that there is no strong or weak sword move, there is a level of level. The gentleman's sword you mentioned is the sword of a child.
It's just a trick. The sword is a weapon, a tool for killing. A gentleman or a villain is not about swordsmanship, but about mental skills! You can't even see my sword intention, but you dare to talk about the subtlety of the sword intention. You are really a fool.
"
Immediately, Qin Wushuang looked solemn and said in a serious tone: "Since you want to compete in swordsmanship, that's fine. Then let's compare swordsmanship and see who can be called a dragon or a snake with a sword!"
After saying that, he shook his wrist, activated his spiritual power, and unleashed waves of sword chants, like a long dragon roaring and a phoenix roaring for nine days, making bursts of soul-stirring sword chants, swinging out in circles.
Qin Wushuang waved his Ziyang sword and roared: "Xia Feihong, I will let you use the full set of sword skills, so that the sword skills you are proud of can be fully displayed. Let's see whose sword skills are worthy.
Write the word 'Sword Intent'!"
After saying that, Qin Wushuang pressed forward with his sword, locking on the surrounding area of 100 meters, completely covering Xia Feihong within the scope of the attack circle.
ready.
Qin Wushuang did not attack forcefully, he waited for Xia Feihong to attack.
Since Xia Feihong thinks that his swordsmanship is excellent and that his swordsmanship is like that of a dragon or a snake, let him understand the power of the Dugu Nine Swords and learn the true sword of the king.
The "Whirlwind Falling Leaf Sword" was indeed very powerful once it was used. Qin Wushuang felt like a strong wind was blowing around him, the sword energy was everywhere, sand and rocks were flying, and fallen leaves were colorful.
The ever-changing sword energy quickly attacked Qin Wushuang.
Xia Feihong was extremely proud. Since you, Qin Wushuang, have fallen victim to my provoking technique, how is it possible for you to escape from this martial arts stage today?
In the nine-nine-nine-eighty-one style of swordsmanship, one sword creates ten swords, and ten swords create hundreds of swords. They are constantly changing and emerging.
Qin Wushuang only saw a sword light in front of him. With his naked eyes, he could no longer tell where the person was and where the sword was.
However, in innate warfare, how can we only rely on the naked eye to observe the enemy's situation?
Qin Wushuang ignored Xia Feihong's artificial changes at all. The Purple Sun Sword in his hand was like the sunshine in the haze, swaying freely, moving like clouds and flowing water, and at a very fast speed, constantly being handed out from his arm.
Since you want to play fast, I'll go fast with you.
Ding dong, ding dong...
The crisp sound of impact, the fierce collision of spiritual energy, each collision is like a note, playing a perfect auditory feast, and at the same time, it also interprets a perfect sword duel.
Xia Feihong could conjure countless illusory sword energy with every sword strike, but Qin Wushuang was not confused by those illusory sword energy at all. He could accurately grasp the real sword with every sword strike and strike back.
You strike with one sword, and I strike with one. Qin Wushuang did not throw out one more sword, nor one less sword. In the blink of an eye, sixty-four swords were passed.
Xia Feihong became more frightened as he fought. Although he had ninety-nine and eighty-one swords, at this time, he had obviously realized that Qin Wushuang's methods were much stronger than he imagined.
The reason he used unconventional swordsmanship before was obviously not because he was afraid of him, nor because he was worried about confronting him head-on, but because he didn't even bother to compete with him.
If you want to be fast, Qin Wushuang can strike first and catch each of his swords. If he starts a beat slower, the effect will be exactly the same. It can be seen that Qin Wushuang's speed is not inferior to him at all. Xia Feihong was shocked
He was furious. But now he was riding a tiger and it was hard to get off. No matter what, he had to finish the eighty-one swords.
Qin Wushuang had already seen at this time that Xia Feihong was definitely at the end of his rope.
At the moment, he was not in a hurry to fight back, but allowed Xia Feihong to keep increasing his strength, stimulating energy, and sending out sword energy.
But at the end of the powerful crossbow, how can its power penetrate Lu's silk?
After he finished his eighty-one sword blows, Qin Wushuang let out a slight whistle and thrust the Purple Sun Sword forward, using his spiritual power slightly to stab Xia Feihong's wrist.
laugh!
Qin Wushuang stopped with one click, and after hitting his wrist, he immediately put away his sword, only to prevent him from holding the sword in his hand without damaging his vitals.
Xia Feihong took off his long sword and saw that his wrist was a little red. It only hurt the skin and not the muscles and bones. He couldn't help but feel dumbfounded. He felt both admiration and gratitude.
Qin Wushuang was able to freely send and receive his strength under such a desperate situation. This level of control actually exceeded him by unknown levels.
In this martial arts duel in the ring, serious accidental injuries occurred, and serious injuries also occurred from time to time. If Qin Wushuang had attacked with all his strength just now, he might have been able to cut off his wrist in one breath.
But at the critical moment, the other party was able to grasp the situation so well without exerting all his strength. This shows that the opponent's sword skills and mind have reached a certain master level.
Xia Feihong went from being dissatisfied, to admiration, to admiration, and finally to shame. He felt ashamed of what he just said.
The sword of a gentleman? The sword moves the dragon and the snake?
Qin Wushuang's words and deeds made him truly understand what swordsmanship is!
What makes a gentleman and a villain is not the skill of the sword, but the skill of the mind!
These twelve words were constantly swirling in Xia Feihong's mind. He sighed and bowed: "Senior Brother Qin, Xia Feihong is convinced. Last year, I bowed to Senior Brother Wei Yi and I was convinced; this year, I am defeated by you.
Under the sword, he was equally convinced. If Xia achieves great success in swordsmanship in the future, he must remember Senior Brother Qin’s wise words. It’s true that ‘there is no strength or weakness in sword moves, but there is a level of realm’. My brother, I am indeed not as advanced as I am, and feel ashamed.
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Qin Wushuang not only won this battle, but also won the opponent's heart and heart. He defeated people with his sword and convinced them with his virtue. This battle also allowed Qin Wushuang to accumulate a good relationship and establish a reputation!
The second round of the competition was really exciting. Qin Wushuang and Xia Feihong's sword fight, although no core disciples participated, made the sword-wielding disciples of Xingluo Palace very happy, constantly confirming the shortcomings and shortcomings of their own swordsmanship.
, naturally benefited a lot.
Some disciples have even planned to ask Qin Wushuang for advice on some issues related to swordsmanship.
After all, Qin Wushuang's sword skills just now certainly conquered all the onlooking disciples of Xingluo Palace, and his speeches on the sword also conquered all the masters of swordsmanship.
There is no strength or weakness in sword moves, only high or low realms.
What makes a gentleman and a villain is not the skill of the sword, but the skill of the mind!
What a profound insight into the art of swordsmanship!
Even those old guys were secretly surprised when they heard Qin Wushuang's insights on swordsmanship. Even Leng Qiuchi, the most picky master of the fourth hall, was shocked in his heart.
"How can this boy have such a master's demeanor at such a young age? This kind of demeanor even seems to be inferior to Wei Yi, whose cultivation level is only slightly higher than him. Although Wei Yi's level is high, he has never been as good as him.
Such brilliant remarks..."
The Fourth Hall Master sighed in his heart and glanced at the Second Hall Master Tan Zhongchi who was sitting beside him. For the first time, he felt envious that Tan Zhongchi had accepted such a good disciple.