His current Cultivation state was still too low. If he couldn't see it clearly, he would be in trouble.
Staring at the line of fire, Jing Jiu swung his sword down.
A muffled bang resounded!
His sword hit the front of the line of fire accurately again.
Sparks flew everywhere, and Gu Qing's sword was knocked away, falling into the stream at an angle. It was no different from the previous scene.
Along with a sizzling sound, the stream water around the sword turned into white mist.
Jing Jiu took a look at the sword in his hand, thinking it was not bad. It was indeed wide and thick, and very sturdy and easy to use.
However, Jing Jiu didn't intend to give his opponent too many chances to wield his sword. He stepped on the rocks in the stream and walked toward Gu Qing.
The spectators were shocked speechless.
If Gu Qing underestimated his opponent the first time and didn't use his full strength, what about this time?
This time, Gu Qing didn't use the regular sword style in the Classic of Sword, but the real sword style of Shiyue Peak. Why did he still end up like this with the power of thunder and fire?
"How could this be possible?"
Seeing Jing Jiu approaching, Gu Qing murmured with a pale face.
By the stream, Xue Yong 'e thought it wasn't him who said it.
The sword fight had to continue since the winner hadn't been decided yet. Gu Qing calmed himself down with great willpower and summoned his flying sword back with the help of the sword formula, slashing at Jing Jiu again.
Just like before, his flying sword was heavily struck down with a clear ring, falling into the stream once more.
With a shout, Gu Qing used all the sword source in his body to summon his flying sword, launching the craziest attack.
Jing Jiu arched his eyebrows.
Seeing this, Zhao Layue knew Jing Jiu was getting impatient.
Jing Jiu's left hand landed on the hilt of the sword, assuming the posture of holding the sword with both hands.
There was a loud bang.
It was like the famous broken bell behind the mountain of Guocheng Temple was struck again.
Gu Qing's sword flew high in the sky and lost control, rolling around and making a whining sound, as if someone was crying.
In the end, the sword drew an arc in the air and turned into a black dot, landing in the forest a few thousand feet away.
Countless shocked gazes followed him.
The dark shadows in the forest moved about, and the dust rose again. The excited cries of the monkeys could be heard.
Jing Jiu walked up to Gu Qing.
The distance between them was no longer hundreds of feet, but less than three feet.
Jing Jiu was holding a sword.
Gu Qing's sword was on the horizon.
The situation was a little awkward.
Was the outcome already decided?
Jing Jiu didn't say 'Thank you for letting me win'.
Of course, Gu Qing couldn't say the word "admit defeat" out loud.
"Turn around."
Jing Jiu said to him.
Gu Qing's mind was in a mess, and he subconsciously followed his instructions and turned around.
Pa pa pa!
Jing Jiu raised his sword and hit him three times on the back before pulling it back.
While doing this, he did not look towards a certain spot in the cliff.
"Enough!"
Gu Han's angry rebuke came from the cliff, "Are you trying to humiliate Liangwang Peak?"
Jing Jiu had already turned around and was about to leave. Hearing this rebuke, he looked up at the cliff.
He looked at Gu Han, and then exchanged a glance with Guo Nanshan.
Then he turned around and hit Gu Qing's back again with his sword.
"Thank you for letting me win."
Those who knew about the entanglement had already guessed that Jing Jiu did it for Liangwang Peak when he hit Gu Qing at the beginning, but he didn't say it.
This time, Gu Han had spoken, and he deliberately turned around and hit Gu Qing again, which made the whole thing clear.
Yes, I did it for you. So what?
Gu Han's face turned livid.
Ma Hua squinted and felt disgusted.
Only Guo Nanshan remained calm, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"How did you do it?"
Hearing the voice, Jing Jiu looked over and found it was Gu Qing.
There was no resentment in Gu Qing's eyes, only frustration and confusion.
He couldn't understand why he was defeated in the end when he had reached the State of Inherited Will and Jing Jiu had only reached the State of Perfect Preservation.
No matter how talented and hardworking Gu Qing was, he was still a teenager. If he didn't get rid of this emotion soon, his Heart of Sword might be damaged.
Jing Jiu thought about how to explain.
"Your sword is not fast enough, so I can see it clearly."
He continued, "But my sword is faster."
Gu Qing was still confused.
"Swordsmanship only needs two extremes, speed and strength, and the rest is not important. Oh, there is also a sword. It should be a good sword. "
Jing Jiu said, "Your sword is good, better than mine. So I didn't cut you, but hit you with the body of the sword."
Thinking of the previous sword fight, Gu Qing found it was true.
Both the word "hit" and "swing" were used to describe Jing Jiu's technique. It seemed rude and even inelegant, but it was actually the most delicate control of the sword.
"Anything else?"
"Nothing."
"That's it?"
Gu Qing's bewilderment hadn't completely disappeared.
"The sword has always been the simplest thing. It's not anything else, it's just a sword."
Jing Jiu looked at him and said, "It is a sword when it flies in the sky, and it is also a sword when it is held in the hand. Do you understand?"
Gu Qing thought for a while, saluted seriously, and returned to the stream bank.
Jing Jiu looked at the cliff, stretched out his right index finger, and shook it.
He was telling the monkeys to stop fooling around and return the sword of the teenager.
But in many people's eyes, he was shaking his finger at the people of Liangwang Peak.
Many disciples knew that Big Brother Gu Han of Liangwang Peak had always disliked Jing Jiu and tried to humiliate him, but was stopped by Senior Master Mei Li and Immortal Master Lin Wuzhi.
In their eyes, Jing Jiu's actions today were a demonstration to Liangwang Peak, and a slap in Gu Han's face.
In the clouds, Lin Wuzhi glanced at Liu Shisui standing beside him, and said with a smile, "Is he helping you vent your anger?"
He knew Jing Jiu's temperament, and he hated trouble the most.
Since the sword fight was won, why did Jing Jiu take the unnecessary action of hitting Gu Qing's back three times?
It was not a humiliation, but a reward.
One year ago, when Jing Jiu had just entered the inner sect, he reunited with Liu Shisui at the foot of the Sword Peak.
Liu Shisui was overjoyed and ran to see him. Gu Han was not happy, and hit Liu Shisui several times according to the rules of Liangwang Peak.
Later, Liu Shisui secretly went to see Jing Jiu, and was hit twice more.
It had been a long time since those things happened.
Jing Jiu didn't say anything.
It turned out that he hadn't forgotten.
Looking at the figure by the stream, Liu Shisui was expressionless, looking very serious.
Suddenly, he burst into laughter.
Then, he quickly calmed himself down and continued to pretend to be indifferent.
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Looking at Jing Jiu standing on the rock by the stream, people were shocked and speechless.
Guests from various sects who came to watch the ceremony all came to the edge of the cliff, looking at the scene below, discussing something in low voices.
Both the young girl of Shui Yue Nunnery and the serious messenger of Windy-Broadsword Sect were shocked by the sword fight just now.
Jing Jiu's state was not high, but how could he defeat Gu Qing? What sword art did he use?
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