Mi Zijing was slightly surprised. He looked back at Mengqi, Wang Zai, and the others to see what they thought.
Although they had agreed that they would only act as judges and occasionally give a few pointers without participating in the competition, Ying Shaozhuo's challenge had ignited the enthusiasm of the Jianghu people. After all, most of them had never seen the top 20 experts of the Ranking List of Young Masters fight. Naturally, they wanted to see it for themselves, especially when "Nameless" challenged "Famous". Those who wanted to watch a good show could never complain about things getting bigger. If both sides were willing, it would be the icing on the cake.
After Wang Zai exchanged glances with Mengqi, Yan Chong, and Chu Yunyu, he smiled and said, "I can't say that I'm teaching, but I can give a few pointers. However, today's martial arts competition is not about us. If everyone challenges us, we will lose the original intention of learning from each other. After Young Hero Ying, those who still want to learn from us should try to see if they can defeat him first."
He had opened his Nine Apertures. Although he had not reached the Imperceptible Realm and had just begun to cultivate the Primal Aperture at Mid-brows, his Awe-Inspiring Righteousness was somewhat similar to the Book of the Chaos. After opening the Apertures, he could borrow a little of the Awe-Inspiring Righteousness that filled heaven and earth. Although he could not attack from a distance, he could observe the enemy better than the Book of the Chaos at this stage. Therefore, he could also see that Ying Shaozhuo had good strength. He was not a nameless person like his appearance and reputation. With him as a benchmark, 99% of the people could be eliminated.
Hearing Wang Zai's suggestion, the expressions of the Yuehua Sect disciples changed. They looked at Ying Shaozhuo with more scrutiny than before, all of them surprised and uncertain.
"Thank you, young heroes." Ying Shaozhuo cupped his hands in front of his chest.
Wang Zai smiled. "I wonder which one of us you want to challenge?"
Ying Shaozhuo already had a plan. He looked at Mengqi and said, "Please advise me, Young Hero Su."
He had received guidance from his master and knew that Yan Chong had consummated the Oneness of Heaven and Men realm and had begun to explore his own path. Yan Chong's realm was more than one level higher than his, and he might even be able to defeat him with one strike. "Moving Stars and Moon" Chu Yunyu was good at using the Heaven-man Connection and was good at borrowing strength to attack and shifting attacks. He was the nemesis of his bladesmanship. "Right-guarding Sword" Wang Zai had just opened his Nine Apertures, but he had Awe-Inspiring Righteousness. He became stronger when the opponent was strong and was not weak when the opponent was weak. He was also not a suitable opponent.
As for "Killing Blade" Su Meng, although his battle record was outstanding, his realm was similar to his own. He had only opened seven or eight acupores and did not have an advantage in terms of realm.
As for his Golden Bell Shield and other protective Hard Kungfu, it would be difficult for them to play a role in a sparring match. It could maximize the advantage of his sword art and Lightness Skill. Even if his bladesmanship had reached the Realm of Perfection and he was a true master, Meng Qi was not weak either. If he could hold on until Meng Qi used his Exterior-level killer move, it would be a draw in the eyes of the spectators.
If he could force him to use his Golden Bell Shield and exchange an injury for victory, it would be equivalent to his own victory and he would immediately become famous.
Mengqi was just fretting about not having a chance to be in the limelight. He laughed out loud and left his seat with his saber. His body was like a light leaf, drifting down slowly in the cold wind.
This Qing Gong immediately drew cheers. Compared to those who had appeared before, his movement technique was even more outstanding, almost defying common sense.
"Young Hero Ying is a disciple of Yue Hua Sect, but why isn't he famous? Twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with the cultivation of Eight Apertures. Even in a major martial arts sect, he's a highly anticipated seedling. " Mengqi did not attack immediately. Instead, he maintained his posture and exchanged a few words with his opponent like a famous senior.
Eight Apertures? The disciples of Yue Hua Sect looked at each other. Since when did the disciple in charge of cleaning the herb garden have the cultivation of Eight Apertures? He could practically be ranked among the top ten disciples of this generation!
Ying Shaozhuo held an ordinary steel long sword and said lightly, "I was lucky enough to be noticed by an elder of the sect when I was guarding the herb garden. He secretly taught me a supreme art. I have practiced hard for many years and did not dare to slack off. Now, I have finally finished my apprenticeship."
Noticed by an elder of the sect? Why didn't we know? The disciples of Yue Hua Sect were even more puzzled. Wait, could it be that he was the old man who had been sneaking around the herb garden all year round? He, he was an elder of the sect?
Mengqi nodded "amiably". "I see. Young Hero Ying, make your move."
As a famous talent who ranked sixth on the Ranking List of Young Masters, he naturally had to let his opponent make the first move.
Ying Shaozhuo did not decline. He pulled out his long sword and made a gesture of greeting guests with a green pine as a form of respect. Then, he displayed his movement technique and seemed to turn into a green cloud, drifting erratically and difficult to grasp. He changed his position from time to time, not giving Mengqi a chance to lock on to him.
As soon as an expert made his move, it was obvious whether he was skilled or not. As soon as Ying Shaozhuo revealed his movement technique, it caused waves of exclamations.
He was much stronger than those who had sparred or practiced before!
The disciples of Yue Hua Sect were already numb with shock. There was only one thought in their minds. Even with the teachings of an elder, Ying Shaozhuo had always been average. Otherwise, he would not have been sent to guard the herb garden. How could his strength have improved so quickly? Could it be that he had some other fortuitous encounter and consumed a treasure that allowed him to be reborn?
Mengqi stood quietly in the field with his long saber hanging down. He combined his vision and hearing to quickly outline everything around him in his Soul World.
He was not in a hurry to make his move. He ignored Ying Shaozhuo, who was moving and changing beside him, as if he did not exist.
There was nothing wrong with Ying Shaozhuo's fighting style. It was the choice he had made when he had sparred with the Half-step Exterior Scenery "Green-blood Dragon King". He avoided the strong and defended the weak, waiting for an opportunity.
From the looks of it, he was not an armchair strategist.
The yellow-brown soil of the drill ground, the biting cold wind blowing through the air, Ying Shaozhuo, who was floating like a cloud, his left hand, and the ever-changing long sword appeared in Mengqi's mind one by one. Even the flow of genuine Qi and the reactions of his muscles appeared clear.
Ying Shaozhuo's overall strength should be close to the level he had been when he had first entered Yedu. He should have had a place in the top 30 of the Ranking List of Young Masters. He should have been able to usher in a carefree Jianghu life, but he had challenged him in public for the first time when there was a huge difference in their levels. It was like encountering the Devil Lord when he was hunting evil spirits for the first time.
When he had first entered Yedu, there had been a gap between his strength and Wang Zai's. Later, after half a year of quiet cultivation, he had caught up. If he had directly challenged Jiang Hengchuan, Yan Chong, and the other top ten masters of the Heaven-man Connection realm, he would have lost miserably and lost all face because they were not on the same level!
From this, it could be seen that the demoness Gu had never shown her true strength in front of him. The only time she had done so was when she had killed the Successor of Mystic Fairy, but he had not witnessed it with his own eyes.
Feeling Ying Shaozhuo getting closer and closer, eager to fight, the tip of his sword trembling and his gaze constantly wandering around his various flaws, Mengqi took a light breath and tightened his grip on his saber.
It was good to let him suffer a setback, lest he became too arrogant and lost his life for no reason … Mengqi suddenly moved. His long saber flashed with a silvery-white light and slashed straight at Ying Shaozhuo.
Following the Qi movement, Ying Shaozhuo moved with the momentum. His Body Movements changed and his long sword flickered. He wanted to dodge the saber and stab at the left side of Mengqi's waist.
Halfway through, the saber suddenly sped up with great force. The sound of the wind was heard, as if it was being pressed down by a mountain. There was a faint feeling of the void shrinking.
At Mengqi's level of bladesmanship cultivation, he was no longer restricted to one move or one style. He had to follow the pattern in order to display its essence. He had it at his fingertips and the changes were close to the Dharma and Logos. The essence of swordsmanship could be incorporated into the saber, and so could fist and palm techniques. Others would not be able to see any clues. Take Jiang Zhiwei for example. She had exchanged for so many sets of swordsmanship, but she rarely used the other swordsmanship except for the Twenty-three Swords Technique. This was because the essence of the changes and the essence of swordsmanship had all been integrated into her body. She had obtained the spirit but not the form!
The follow-up of the saber was just right when Ying Shaozhuo's Body Movements were about to change. Suddenly, the saber arrived in front of him and closed in on him. He had no time to dodge.
Looking at this saber that had no fancy moves and no changes, only speed and strength, Ying Shaozhuo felt a strong wind blowing on his face. If he dodged, he would definitely be hit in the back or the side. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and raise his sword, using the "Close the Door to Send the Guest" that he had been immersed in for a long time.
He blocked Heaven Inflicted Pain with his long sword.
With a crisp clang, the long sword bent. Ying Shaozhuo's right hand trembled and he involuntarily turned into a horse stance.
What a heavy saber!
The long saber pressed down and Ying Shaozhuo's face turned red. All his strength seemed to be glued to the saber and he could not pull away even if he wanted to.
Heaven Inflicted Pain pressed down again and the long sword made a teeth-aching sound as if it was about to break. Ying Shaozhuo's feet sank half an inch into the mud of the drill ground and sank bit by bit!
Pure power, domineering power!
Ying Shaozhuo withdrew his long saber and tried to get up again, but his legs were trembling and his hands were trembling. He could not pull his feet out for a moment.
"Thank you for letting me win." Mengqi sheathed his long saber and smiled in greeting.
The surroundings were silent. There were no more discussions or sighs. Who would have thought that Su Meng would be able to defeat the seemingly strong Ying Shaozhuo with a single stroke?
Wang Zai stood up and exhaled. "Young Master Ying's Lightness Skill is like floating clouds. It's the essence of the Yuehua Sect's' Pointing Clouds and Drawing Shadows'. Moreover, his swordsmanship has been perfected, with every move aimed at the opponent's flaws. He possesses the strength of the Ranking List of Young Masters. It's a pity that he encountered the Killing Blade. No matter how he changed his moves, he couldn't escape his opponent's eyes. A simple blade came right at the moment when he was about to change his moves and defeated him with strength and speed. In terms of swordsmanship, this is called a heavy sword without a sharp edge.
In the words of swordsmanship, this is called a heavy sword without a sharp edge. It is skillful but not skillful. "" Phew! "The sounds of exhaling were heard and to a certain extent, they all seemed to say," So that's how it is. "To think that there was such knowledge in a short exchange of blows. A battle between masters was indeed extraordinary. The Killing Blade Su Meng really lived up to his reputation.
Yan Chong nodded slightly and seemed to be deep in thought. Only such an opponent was worth looking forward to!
Ying Shaozhuo's face was ashen. He had never thought that he would not be able to block even one stroke. It was only when he heard Wang Zai's comments that he calmed down a little. It turned out that he still had the strength of a Ranking List of Young Masters. It was just that he was no match for a monster like the Killing Blade Su Meng.
After he cupped his hands and left, Mengqi welcomed the cheers and returned to his seat with a smile to watch the rest of the matches.
After that, the matches began one after another. They all made a few comments. In the end, the victors were either famous on the Ranking List of Young Masters or had been famous for many years. There were only a few people like Ying Shaozhuo who were previously unknown.
Just as they were about to decide the winner and challenge Mengqi and the others, a figure suddenly landed in the arena.
It was a woman in her forties. She was dressed in a light green outfit that outlined her beautiful figure. Her appearance was above average but had a strong mature charm.
Mi Zijing's expression immediately changed when he saw the woman. He smiled bitterly and said, "Aunt Bai, why are you here?"
The woman glared at him. "Why can't I, Aunt Bai, be here?"
"This is a gathering of young talents," Mi Zijing explained with an apologetic smile.
Aunt Bai snorted. "Am I not young? I'm only 43 years old. For us martial artists, this is the prime of our youth. If I open the Hidden Latch now and become a Half-step, who wouldn't praise me as a young Exterior master? "
She seemed to be making trouble without reason, but the expressions of Mengqi, Yan Chong, and the others were already grave. Aunt Bai gave off a feeling that she was close to He Jiu's!
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