Ring Nine.

Han Bing and Liu Tingfeng stood opposite each other, one black and one white, one fat and one thin, very eye-catching.

Liu Tingfeng has black hair and a shawl, white clothes like snow, and a calm and natural expression, standing in the drizzle as if he is not stained with mortal dust.

Han Bing had a habitual smile on his face, a long sword in black, and looked at Liu Tingfeng with a very gentle and kind expression, as if a senior brother wanted to accompany the junior brother to practice swords, and he didn't feel any pressure.

"Are you ready?"

Han Bing asked with a smile.

I don't know why, Liu Tingfeng just hates such a smile expression, although that smile looks sincere and kind, but when he looks at anyone with such an expression, it makes people feel that such an expression actually does not carry any feeling, it is just a habit.

Maybe he slept with such an expression on his face!

Liu Tingfeng suddenly thought inexplicably in his heart.

Hearing Han Bing's question, Liu Tingfeng had an indifferent expression and replied concisely:

"Please!"

When he finished speaking, he pulled out the long wind sword, and the long sword was already in his hand.

As soon as Han Bing saw that Liu Tingfeng was ready, he flew into the air and took off, his fat body seemed to be as light as cotton wool at that moment, without any weight.

As the body took off, the long sword also cut through the sky, silently attacking Liu Tingfeng.

"Walk in the sky!"

The people below couldn't help but exclaim.

It turns out that this is the free sword technique, the sword style, walking in the sky.

The swordsmanship is unrestrained, and the meaning of heaven and earth is free, so the name of the sword move, the sword intent, and the sword style are also closely related to the word "free".

What they pursue is the world and the earth, and I am free and unrestrained, so the sword moves are also particularly beautiful.

At the moment when Han Bing took to the air, almost everyone ignored his figure, because at that moment, the posture he showed was actually full of a sense of chic and freedom, walking in the sky, waving his long sword, silently, but fast as lightning.

The moment Liu Tingfeng got up, the sword intent also moved with his heart, and the Changfeng Sword met the long sword attacked by Han Bing lightly and softly.

The same silent.

There is no deliberate posture in the air, there is no chic strolling in the sky, his body moves with the sword, to put it mildly, although Han Bing attacked first, but when Liu Tingfeng came up, his whole body seemed to have been locked by the other party.

What the willow pavilion wind casts is the first sword of the east wind blowing and the sword technique with the wind.

This sword looks very gentle, like a spring breeze and drizzle, moisturizing things silently, but everywhere, invisible, but can be clearly felt.

It's just that when you feel it, it's actually too late, because at that time, you are already surrounded by sword intent.

Spring is full of joy and everywhere, so you can't escape or hide.

At this time, Han Bing felt exactly like this, and he even felt for a moment that his consciousness seemed to be no longer controlled by himself, but by the other party.

It's scary to feel this way in a match.

Although there doesn't seem to be any killing intent in this sword intent, the feeling of this consciousness being controlled by someone is really more desperate than direct killing intent.

There didn't seem to be anyone in the audience who recognized this sword technique, they just saw the fluttering Liu Tingfeng in white, but it was just a random swing of the sword, but Han Bing's long sword didn't dare to continue to advance, and he kept changing his sword moves from afar, as if he was making a move in the air.

Of course, the layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

Most of the martial arts people who came to participate in the martial arts conference were second- and third-rate masters, and they were far away, and they couldn't feel the sword intent of the sword technique with the wind, but they saw Liu Tingfeng gently and softly waving the sword in his hand, and there was no lethality at all.

With such a swordsmanship, it can actually make the disciples of the Xiaoyao faction famous

Han Bing in the rivers and lakes did not dare to make any more advances.

They look a little confused, is this a competition? Is this still a master duel? How does it look like it's a joke!

The east wind blows like the spring breeze, soft and gentle, silent, so many viewers feel that this kind of competition is too unsightly.

The two people are constantly changing their sword moves in the air, but there is no short-handed combat, can this be called a real fight?

Of course, not everyone thinks this is child's play, and there are a small number of people who can feel the mystery of Liu Tingfeng's swordsmanship.

And the most profound feeling is Han Bing in the match.

The sword moves made by the other party casually were so gentle and casual, but there was a sense of naturalness, there was no flaw, but at the moment of the shot, he locked all the key points around him.

For him, this is a kind of swordsmanship that has never been seen before.

Fortunately, Han Bing, who is nearly forty years old, has experienced many actual battles, and his combat experience is very rich. Although he couldn't crack it immediately, he immediately felt the danger of this sword technique, so he immediately changed his sword moves and continued to change his moves, taking offense as defense, not seeking victory, but first seeking self-preservation.

The first move looked old, and the second move instantly sent out a rain of swords.

I saw Han Bing's figure immediately quickly revolving around the willow pavilion wind.

The figure is dashing, and the sword rain is flying.

It was as if thousands of sword shadows were stabbing at the Liu Tingfeng who was surrounded by them.

Han Bing increased his speed, and Liu Tingfeng's speed also accelerated, and he calmly dealt with it in the midst of thousands of sword shadows, without the slightest nervous look.

Because he has seized the opportunity and the initiative is in his own hands, he is not in a hurry to win, but continues to find out the opponent's tricks and look for flaws in the opponent's swordsmanship.

In this way, the two of them exchanged swords in the ring, and their figures were staggered, but they did not hear the sound of long swords colliding for a long time.

This picture is very weird.,It's a battle.,It's more like a sword dance.,But,Two big men,Dancing with a sword.,No matter how you look at the painting style, it feels awkward.。

One is carefree, the other is natural and gentle, and there is no trace of masculinity.

Shouldn't a man's sword dance be full of power and be very rough?

I only saw that the two long swords were constantly changing their sword moves, you came and went, the more you danced, the faster you danced, just from the perspective of view, but it was also quite eye-catching, very beautiful.

The two swordsmanship have similarities, only from the point of view of sword moves, they are both elegant, light, and silent swordsmanship.

The people below are constantly shouting and cheering, and the shouts come and go, but in this kind of cheering, many of them are purely lively, and even have a bit of mockery.

It should be said that there are few who can really see their sword moves clearly.

In terms of sword intent, they are fundamentally different.

The swordsmanship is deliberately carefree, and the sword moves and sword intentions show traces of artificial performance, and the beauty of the moves is deliberately pursued for the sake of beauty.

The swordsmanship with the wind is different, it pursues to go with the flow, just like the natural transformation of the four seasons, and there is no deliberate performance in the sword moves.

The sword and the person are just for the sword intent, the person follows the sword, the sword follows the wind, and the wind follows nature.

I saw that Han Bing's body was in a hurry, and the sword rain was silky, like thousands of lightning bolts, and all the Dao Dao fell on Liu Tingfeng's body.

And the Liuting Wind Sword walked lightly and without a trace, and it was free to shuttle in the gaps of the Dao Dao Sword Shadow, swimming at will.

The people below were dazzled, and gradually, they almost only saw two figures, one black and one white, constantly changing positions among the countless sword shadows.

In the ring, although it was Han Bing who was attacking frantically, as if he was leading the battle, in fact, the initiative was in the hands of Liu Tingfeng.

Because Han Bing was forced to attack and defend.

The second move failed to work, and Han Bing suddenly changed his move again, and the third

The move "volley solo dance" was immediately displayed.

Thousands of sword shadows instantly converged into a single sword.

A sword in the air, a solo volley.

Han Bing, who was obese, stabbed Liu Tingfeng with a sword volley again, and thousands of sword moves instantly merged into one.

It is like a lonely warrior who has devoted his life to a sword with all his might, regardless of the consequences and personal safety.

The power of this sword greatly exceeds that of the previous two swords, simple, direct, and with all its might.

Liu Tingfeng also felt the danger of his opponent this time.

Wind remnants.

Liu Tingfeng no longer hesitated, and immediately changed his tactics, suddenly turning from gentle to violent, from breeze to storm.

The sword intent of this move is arrogant and fast, like a summer wind.

Just like the sky in June, it is said that it will change, just now the sky was clear, and in the blink of an eye, lightning and thunder roared, turning into a violent storm.

Such a swordsmanship, fast and firm.

Liu Tingfeng finally used the Long Wind Sword to face Han Bing's long sword head-on.

The change of the battle made the audience's blood boil, and this kind of battle is like a battle between men!

The enthusiastic cheers attracted audiences from other places, and they all gathered here from other small rings, and there were more and more spectators here.

Some of the battles in the other rings have ended, and they also quickly surround the ninth ring.

The surroundings of the No. 9 ring were surrounded for a while, and everyone seemed nervous and excited, more of an excited emotion.

The shouts rose higher and higher.

This sword, Liu Tingfeng used it with all his might, he didn't want to expose his strength, but the opponent's move was too strong, far exceeding ordinary masters.

Both sides were insolent sword intent, like a raging storm, fast and fast.

"Dang!" There was a loud bang.

The two swords finally met for the first time.

These two swords are rare swords in the world, and with such a great force, the two swords are actually unscathed.

However, after the collision, Liu Tingfeng did not take half a step back, but Han Bing was forced to the edge of the ring.

His face, which had been smiling all the time, also lost his mind for a moment.

"What swordsmanship? So powerful? ”

Han Bing secretly marveled in his heart.

He no longer hesitated, and the last trick at the bottom of the box traveled the world and immediately showed it.

However, before the sword move could really exert its due lethality, Liu Tingfeng's long sword had already attacked in front of him.

The wind is unstoppable.

Without any hesitation, Han Bing retracted his sword move, and with a backward somersault, he actually jumped out of the ring.

"Ahh

The audience was amazed.

Did he lose?

Why did you lose so easily, didn't the opponents who were evenly matched just now have to fight for 300 rounds, hurt each other, and finally have a miserable winner standing in the ring?

is so anticlimactic, the audience can't help but be disappointed.

"In the third game, the beggar helped Liu Tingfeng against the carefree Han Bing, and Liu Tingfeng won."

Amid the sighs of the audience, the referee announced loudly.

And Han Bing, who jumped out of the ring, didn't have any sense of loss or decadence after defeat.

He still had a smile on his face, and he smiled and hugged his fist at Liu Tingfeng, congratulating Liu Tingfeng on his victory, as if he was very personable.

Liu Tingfeng also returned the salute slightly, and walked off the ring with an indifferent expression.

Mu Qianmei got up and said with a smile:

"Tingfeng, congratulations on your victory, winning the first battle for the beggars."