Chapter 41: The Battle of Swords

Qingsong Dao people saw that the sword genius Ye Zhiqiu imitated the Liangyi swordsmanship by ten percent after only watching it once, and admired the genius of this disciple very much in his heart, and felt a little lucky, and in the end, he was full of expectations.

The Liangyi swordsmanship is not so easy to learn, and it requires a certain artistic conception.

And this kind of artistic conception needs to be well understood.

Comprehended, the Liangyi swordsmanship will have a qualitative sublimation, just like life, can not be comprehended, although the Liangyi swordsmanship is still the best martial arts in Wudang, but there is still a big gap from the top martial arts.

Nine years ago, his Liangyi swordsmanship had not yet reached the current realm, and he was invincible against Dugu, who was the fifth level of the Demon Skill, and he was not an opponent yet.

Nineteen years ago, his Liangyi swordsmanship was even weaker, and he was invincible against Dugu, who was the fourth level of demonic skill, and he was not an opponent.

And now, his Liangyi swordsmanship has been completed, but in the past nine years, he believes that Dugu Invincible must have made great progress, don't you know if he has reached the sixth level of magic skills, or the seventh level of magic skills?

If he loses again this time, three battles and three defeats, his Dao heart will be dusted, and he only hopes to be able to teach a disciple who is better than the blue.

And now, this genius disciple has really come.

"Zhiqiu, these two ritual swordsmanship, pay attention to the artistic conception, such as the realm of the virtual and the real, from the heart, move from the sword, in this virtual and real change, the power of the two yi swordsmanship will be improved a lot!"

Qingsong Daoren also followed the sword move that Ye Zhiqiu imitated just now, but this time he passed the sword move, and the movement was smoother than Ye Zhiqiu's, and the power was also more than Ye Zhiqiu's.

"This trick turns the real into the virtual, and then in this trick into the virtual, it can make this sword more powerful, if you keep using the real, you will end up in a ninety-six: Kang Long has regrets, and the power of this sword has become weaker. ”

Qingsong Taoist people's guidance one move after another, the guidance is full of Taoist yin and yang theory.

When to be real, when to be virtual, when to turn virtual into reality, when to turn real into virtual, the transformation of yin and yang is all in it.

If there was no guidance from the Qingsong Dao people who had already cultivated these two ritual swordsmanship to the fullest, and expected Ye Zhiqiu to explore it by himself, he was afraid that it would really take years, more than ten years, or even decades!

"Yes, Master. ”

Ye Zhiqiu followed the guidance of the Qingsong Daoist, felt the changes in the virtual and real yin and yang contained in the sword moves, and rehearsed these styles again, no longer the previous obscure and blocked feeling, but flowing water, and the power between yin and yang is stronger!

The strength of his whole body, along with the alternation of yin and yang, also converged, making these two yi swordsmanship more powerful!

"I see. ”

Ye Zhiqiu practiced these two ritual swordsmanship, and couldn't wait to look up to the sky and howl to express his excitement.

Once he embarked on the long road of cultivation, every step he took, he was surrounded by incomparably mysterious and wonderful scenery, which made him intoxicated.

The method of cohesion of the Nine Palaces Serial Sword and the yin and yang changes of the Liangyi Sword Technique really moved him and opened his eyes!

The so-called smell of the Tao, that's it!

"Ruzi...... Teachable!"

Ye Zhiqiu was immersed in the Liangyi swordsmanship and couldn't extricate himself, and the Qingsong Dao people saw Ye Zhiqiu who was immersed in the Liangyi swordsmanship, and they were also emotional, and they couldn't wait to laugh out loud, and sighed that God had sent this sword wizard!

This time with Dugu invincible competition, he is no longer afraid, even if it is death, what is there to fear, he has found the next generation of leaders for Wudang, with this person to take over the position of the head of Wudang, Wudang will definitely be able to revive again!

"Okay, okay, okay, there you go. ”

Seeing that Ye Zhiqiu finally came out of the subtlety of the Liangyi swordsmanship, the Qingsong Dao people were full of admiration and asked Ye Zhiqiu to retreat.

He also has to practice the Liangyi swordsmanship well, and fight to the death with Dugu Invincible!

"Yes, Master. ”

Ye Zhiqiu retreated, his heart full of joy.

This time he came to Wudang Mountain, he didn't come in vain!

"Senior brother, you're here. ”

Ye Zhiqiu returned to the place where he practiced the Nine Palaces Serial Sword before, Lun Wan'er was still doing morning classes there, and when she saw Ye Zhiqiu coming back, she said hello.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded.

"Senior brother, practicing swords alone is not conducive to actual combat after all, why don't I feed you sword moves, what do you think?"

Lun Wan'er said again.

"Since the senior sister has this heart, the junior brother has nothing to do. ”

Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile.

He knows the difference between actual combat and one-man sword training.

One person practices swords to the point of deep, if he has not gone through actual combat, he is still a rookie.

Even if there is a thug on the other side, a knife slashes directly at your front door, and you are afraid to face the enemy head-on, then you may be hacked to death by the thugs.

When the opponent's sword comes, it is the moment to temper the heart of a warrior.

How to make a sword, how to step, how to use the tricks you have learned, these can not be learned by one person practicing the sword, only by competing with others, can you continue to grow.

"Senior brother, look at the sword!"

Lun Wan'er reminded Ye Zhiqiu, and stabbed Ye Zhiqiu with a sword.

She wanted to see how her brother reacted.

A sword was cold, extremely fast, the long sword cut through the void, and the killing intent approached Ye Zhiqiu.

"If it weren't for the fact that my reactivity is far superior to others, and I am a person who has seen the world, such a sword is really difficult to take. ”

Ye Zhiqiu's opponents in the past were either the younger brother of the Axe Gang, or the younger brother of the gangster, where did they know what martial arts they had, the only thing with strong martial arts was that Ye Zhiqiu used the vacuum principle to calculate death, speaking of which, this battle between him and his senior sister was a battle with people in the martial arts.

Ye Zhiqiu saw his senior sister stabbing with a sword, and swung his sword to block his senior sister's sword, and at the same time, he moved and moved the sword of the Nine Palace Serial Sword, stabbing straight in front of his senior sister.

"Hey!"

Lun Wan'er snorted, and she also moved with her feet, blocking the sword with her sword.

The two swords clashed, and a fierce sword roar erupted in the air. Ye Zhiqiu's sword moves, Lun Wan'er can block them, and Lun Wan'er's attack, Ye Zhiqiu can also resist them.

But in this actual battle, Ye Zhiqiu found an embarrassing problem: it was difficult for him to fully bring out the magic of the Nine Palace Serial Sword.

Every time his whole body strength was drumming, and when he was going to one place, a sword stabbed by his senior sister, just to block the drumming sword moves, and the countless strength he wanted to accumulate retreated back to all parts of his body.

The true meaning of the Nine Palaces Serial Sword, in this actual battle, it is difficult for him to play.

However, his senior sister Lun Wan'er can't please either.

Ye Zhiqiu himself could not give full play to the subtleties of the Nine Palaces Serial Sword, and naturally he would not let his senior sister bring out the subtleties of the Nine Palaces Serial Sword, and it just so happened that his reaction power was extremely fast.

Whenever the senior sister was about to form an endless sword network, Ye Zhiqiu also took the lead with a sword and attacked her way, forcing her to change her sword moves and attack again.

The two of them fought like this for two hundred rounds, Lun Wan'er was already out of breath, and Ye Zhiqiu's face still did not change.

"Senior brother, you are really good!"