The lady in yellow couldn't help but mutter to herself, "No wonder Yang Xiao's cold poison was so powerful. The ice silkworm's cold poison is indeed tyrannical."
Bang!
Like a broken egg, You Tanzhi rushed out from inside. At this moment, Zhai Xingzi's vitality was greatly injured and he looked very dispirited. How could he dodge? In the blink of an eye, he was hit by several palms. Blood spurted out, and it seemed like he would not survive.
Everyone in the drill ground gasped. A second ago, Zhai Xingzi had the upper hand, but in the end, he was defeated and killed. It was really hard to predict.
Many people looked at Zhuang Juxian with fear. Every time he fought, his opponents were either dead or crippled. He was too ruthless.
Xingxiu Sect was, after all, an unorthodox sect. It was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the major forces. Xingxiu Sect had always been killing each other, and they were eager for this big brother to die so that they could take over. Therefore, not only did the people in the sect not feel sad, they were all happy, so no one pursued his death.
The Xixia side naturally did not want to cause trouble. After cleaning up the mess, they announced the start of the next match.
Chen Jialuo versus Nalan Rongruo.
Compared to the dangerous last match, this one was much friendlier. Of course, this also meant that the battle was not intense.
Many people were still reminiscing about the scene just now, but there were also many noble ladies and young ladies looking at the two people on the stage with infatuated expressions. It had to be known that whether it was Chen Jialuo or Nalan Rongruo, they were both handsome and elegant young masters. Nalan Rongruo's poems were even sung throughout the world, and he had fans even in the Western Xia.
Both of them could be called modest gentlemen. There was no blood in their fight, only a little. In the end, Chen Jialuo relied on the Cattle-butchering Skill to defeat his opponent. Nalan Rongruo was also very magnanimous. Not only did she not look depressed, she even sincerely congratulated her opponent.
Even Xue Baochai could not help but smile, "These two are really handsome."
The lady in yellow also could not help but agree, which made Xue Pan unhappy, "Putting on an act. These hypocrites can only deceive you ignorant little girls."
Xue Baochai and the lady in yellow rolled their eyes, clearly too lazy to care about him.
The next match was between Xu Zhu of Shaolin Temple and Qing Lingzi of Kunlun Sect.
Both Shaolin Temple and Kunlun Temple were great sects that had existed for thousands of years. This battle was not only related to them, but to a certain extent, it was also related to the honor of both sects.
Decades ago, the Three Saints of Kunlun, He Zudao, came to Shaolin to pay his respects. He almost single-handedly challenged Shaolin. Fortunately, he was defeated by Jueyuan Zhang Junbao and his disciple. Later, because Shaolin investigated Jueyuan Zhang Junbao and his disciple for secretly teaching them martial arts, Jueyuan Zhang died. Zhang Junbao betrayed Shaolin and founded Wudang Sect. He was later recognized as the Earth Immortal Zhang Sanfeng.
The Shaolin Temple had always regarded this incident as a great humiliation, and it even caused a feud with the Kunlun Sect.
On the stage, the two of them exchanged their names and began to fight. In the first few rounds of competition, Qing Ling Zi's swordsmanship had left a deep impression on everyone. In particular, when he fought against the Ke Clan's Seven Verdant Sect, his Rain-Beating Flying Flower Sword Art was truly amazing.
But this time, he used another sword art. It was the most famous sword art of the Kunlun Sect, the Two Ways Sword Art.
"Hey, the Two Ways Sword Art of the Kunlun Sect needs two people to cooperate with each other, but he can actually use it at the same time?" The yellow-robed woman could not help but be very surprised.
Not only was the yellow-robed woman surprised, even Song Qingshu was somewhat surprised. The Two Ways Sword Art of the Kunlun Sect evolved from the Four Divisions Eight Trigrams. It had 64 kinds of changes. There were Yin and Yang in the swordsmanship, hard and soft. When two people used it at the same time, one person's swordsmanship was simple and heavy, while the other person's swordsmanship was fast and light, which could play a complementary role. Reading Network
However, when two people worked together, even if they were as close as husband and wife or brothers, it was difficult for them to truly understand each other. It was inevitable that there would be flaws in their moves. If one person used it at the same time, there would not be such a flaw. Unfortunately, there were only a few people in the world who could do two things at the same time.
Song Qingshu originally thought that Qing Ling Zi was not Xuzhu's opponent. After all, Xuzhu could use the Small Phaseless Method to activate the 72 Ultimate Skills of Shaolin Temple. At the same time, he also had the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect.
However, this Qing Ling Zi used the most classic and common Two Ways Sword Art of the Kunlun Sect to fight him to a draw.
A trace of enlightenment flashed in Song Qingshu's heart. No wonder Zhang Wuji, who had the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Qian Kun Da Nuo, almost died in the hands of the Kunlun Sect's Two Ways Sword Art and the Hua Shan Sect's Two Ways Saber Art. If it wasn't for Zhou Zhiruo, who deliberately pointed out the essence of the Four Divisions Eight Trigrams,
The martial arts handed down by the famous sects, when practiced to the most profound level, were actually not inferior to the secret manuals of the Devil Cult. It was just that the righteous sects paid attention to gradual progress. If one really wanted to practice to the extreme, perhaps it would take at least a few decades.
The martial arts of the Devil Cult often allowed one to achieve success in Jianghu at a young age. For human nature, many people preferred to choose this kind of shortcut.
After watching for a while, Song Qingshu could see that Qing Ling Zi's internal energy was far inferior to Xuzhu's. He could make up for it by fighting left and right, but his internal energy could not be faked. Xuzhu relied on the Dark North Divine Skill and the Small Non-Phase Method to cheat, but the Kunlun Sect did not have such a quick internal energy.
However, internal energy was not absolute. It should be known that Xiao Long Nu's internal energy was far inferior to Jinlun Fawang's, but with the Harmonious Dual Sword Art, she could beat him. Therefore, it was still unknown who would win the battle between Qing Ling Zi and Xuzhu.
On the stage, Xuzhu had used a small part of the 72 Ultimate Skills, but he still could not defeat his opponent. He could not help but become more and more impatient, so his monk robe was pierced by the opponent's sword.
At this time, Martial Uncle Kong Wen's voice came from below the stage, "The opponent's moves are exquisite, but his internal energy is relatively weak. Why do you have to compete with him in moves?"
Xuzhu could not help but be enlightened. He directly used his internal energy and no longer dodged the opponent's sword. Instead, he chose to fight by exchanging injuries. The Shaolin Temple had the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill. Although he was not as proficient as Xuancheng, it was barely enough. On the contrary, with Qing Ling Zi's internal energy, he would not be able to withstand one of Xuzhu's moves.
Sure enough, in the face of such a change, Qing Ling Zi could not help but be in a dilemma. For a moment, his swordsmanship was somewhat scattered.
Song Qingshu, who was below the stage, frowned. Xuzhu had learned a lot of things, but did he have the ability to adapt? Looking back, he noticed that Kong Wen's lips were slowly moving. Obviously, he was using the Secret Sound Transmission Technique to remind Xuzhu. Song Qingshu could not help but secretly curse this person for being so shameless. Xuzhu was already using a cheat, but this old monk was still giving him advice from the side.
Although Kong Wen's internal energy was not as good as Xuzhu's, he was, after all, famous for decades. As one of the Four Great Divine Monks, his eyesight and experience were naturally far better than Xuzhu's.
At this time, Qing Ling Zi took the opportunity to jump out of the fighting ring. He cupped one hand in the other before his chest and admitted defeat, "Your Excellency's internal energy is so high that I am ashamed of my inferiority. I thought my martial arts was enough to show disdain for my peers, but I didn't expect that I was just a frog at the bottom of a well."
Xuzhu replied, "Benefactor … ahem … Brother, you are too polite. What is your relationship with He Zu Dao, one of the Three Saints of Kunlun?"
Qing Ling Zi replied, "He Zu Dao is my Grandmaster. I was fortunate enough to receive some advice from him."
Song Qingshu secretly nodded. No wonder his swordsmanship was so amazing. It turned out that he had been taught by a famous master. Song Qingshu could not help but admire him. Compared with him, who had been practicing hard since childhood, people like him who used cheats always felt like they were cheating.
The world was so big that there were indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers. A young man whose name he had never heard of had such a high level of martial arts.
Song Qingshu was filled with emotion. In fact, he did not know that in the original world, Qing Ling Zi was the head of the Kunlun Sect in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes. He did not even give face to Guo Jing and Huang Rong. He was only on good terms with Yang Guo. That was why he came out of seclusion to celebrate Guo Xiang's birthday and defeat the Mongolian army. He was not a Nameless person.
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