The strongest talent

On the actual combat training ground in the northern half of Kyoto Academy, Yuan Qing and Qi Dongyang were twenty meters apart. They held the hilts of their swords with both hands, making fist gestures, and softly uttered one word: "Please!"

The sparring etiquette is over, let’s fight!

Qi Dongyang's wrist shook, and he held the sword in his right hand. His aura was instantly different; he was like a peerless strongman looking in all directions, holding a magical weapon to conquer the world, exuding majestic fighting spirit, and his body gradually turned pale gold. , pupils are golden, the surface of the sword seems to be coated with a layer of gold paint, the steps are diagonal, and the posture of holding the sword slowly changes.

Yuan Qing held the sword in his right hand. He stood casually and breathed very steadily. The Blood Tiger Sword in his hand adjusted the sword's posture very weakly, as if it was shaking naturally with his breathing.

"This feeling... is so awkward." Qi Dongyang looked at the sword in Yuan Qing's hand with pale golden eyes, and his heart became more and more shocked: "Yes, it is just awkward. It seems that no matter how I swing this sword, he will target it. This It’s my martial arts intuition, it’s his suppression of me at the level of moves—how on earth did he do it?!”

Yuan Qing's eyes flashed with the silver light unique to psychic energy, and the Blood Tiger Sword swung in his palm intentionally or unintentionally. He started walking, and the distance between him and Qi Dongyang gradually became closer - if you don't make a move, I will force you to take action. You leave the practice venue. , then lose!

"You can't retreat. Once your momentum is weak, it will be difficult to win." Qi Dongyang's heart tightened: "If you don't have an advantage in terms of moves, then try to use the method of exerting force. Yuan Qing is a spiritual warrior, and I am a fighter with more strength. Big, faster, and stronger!”

Bang!

Qi Dongyang made up his mind, and immediately followed up with his movements. His left foot blasted a ball of light golden air on the ground, and his body shot out. He twisted his waist half a circle, suddenly raised the sword in his hand horizontally, and swung out a golden sword light. He shouted in a low voice: "Conquer the Mountain and River Sword, the third form, defeat all the barbarians!"

Yuan Qing's pupils shrank, and he sprinted forward. He gently raised the sword in his hand from bottom to top, and separated from the sword in Qi Dongyang's hand at the first touch.

when!

After a crisp sound, Qi Dongyang's sword was provoked by Yuan Qing. He took advantage of the situation to turn around and suddenly slashed with the sword, as if cracking a mountain and cracking the ground. He still shouted in a low voice: "The ninth move, open up the territory!"

"The strength is strong enough and the reaction is fast enough. His physique is far beyond that of ordinary fighters." Yuan Qing concentrated his mind, clenched the Blood Tiger Sword with his backhand, swung his legs sharply, and his whole body was about half a meter off the ground, swish swish After spinning four or five times, a sword light surrounded his body, and the sword in Qi Dongyang's hand flew away again.

Qi Dongyang pulled the knife back, pulled the knife and swung it again. At the same time, he raised his right foot and kicked the knife on the back to increase his strength. His upper body suddenly jumped down, supporting the ground with his left palm, and the knife in his right hand circled, and slashed out a semicircle that was almost touching the ground. The sword arced, and he shouted quickly: "Yuan Qing, be careful, the 47th style of the Shanhe Sword is used to resist foreign aggression."

At this time, Yuan Qing had finished using his sword and had just landed!

"What a powerful mountain and river sword. It actually has a move similar to the ground knife, specializing in the lower body." Yuan Qing moved quickly. Just as his toes touched the ground, he suddenly swung his right leg, using his left foot as the axis, and his body suddenly rotated rapidly. The sword in his hand shook, drew, and tilted...

bass!

The swords passed rapidly, creating a fierce spark. Qi Dongyang's body almost passed by Yuan Qing. His center of gravity was obviously unstable, but the sword hit the ground in the electric light and stone fire. He used the force to form a front somersault and twisted on the ground. Pushing the ground with his waist and feet, he turned around and sprinted with another straight thrust: "Position 52, look back at the mountains and rivers!"

"Well done." Yuan Qing stepped forward to meet him. The sword in his hand was like a dragon swimming in the sea. He flew forward, raised the tip of the sword, and wrapped around the sword body.

Hee hee hee hee hee hee...

Sparks were flying on the surface of the two weapons. Qi Dongyang's palms were steady, his arms were as steady as a mountain, and the blade barely swayed. The tip of the blade was getting closer and closer to Yuan Qing's chest. However - the sword in Yuan Qing's hand twisted like a python, and in Qi Dongyang's hand The sword was attached three times in a row, and the combined psychic right arm suddenly exploded...

Snapped! !

With a thunderous explosion, the pale golden Qi on the surface of Qi Dongyang's sword was shattered by the Blood Tiger Sword. The resulting Qi impact air wave blew the hair and combat uniforms of the two men, and Qi Dongyang's sword was blown away by the force. It was broken, and Yuan Qing's Blood Tiger Sword was already less than half a meter away from his chest!

"There are not many among my peers who can be forced to this extent." Qi Dongyang kicked his right foot hard on the ground, and his body quickly turned back and fell to the ground. In an instant, he held a knife with both hands, and the tip of the knife hit the ground hard. Inserting, the waist sank, the legs were straddled, the body suddenly shook violently, the eyes seemed to be filled with energy, and he shouted loudly: "The final pose, the fifty-sixth pose, Huaxia He!"

Bang! !

A ball of light golden spherical true energy erupted violently from Qi Dongyang's lower abdominal dantian. It was a special combat skill unique to fighters, violent energy!

"It is indeed an SS-level swordsmanship. There is such a move. Let me enjoy it." Yuan Qing smiled softly, stamped his feet, and rose more than ten meters into the sky. His body seemed to be rootless and helpless. The willow leaves fluttered with Qi Dongyang's violent energy, like a kite flying in the air. It lasted for more than ten seconds before slowly falling to the ground, with light and graceful movements.

The corner of Qi Dongyang's mouth twitched a few times, and he suddenly smiled. He put away his posture with a swipe of the alloy sword in his hand, and walked up to Yuan Qing. His forehead was slightly stained with sweat, his chest was bulging and he was breathing. He stretched out his right hand: "This battle was fought. It’s so happy, Yuan Qing, you are very powerful, I can’t beat you today.”

"Can't you win today?" Yuan Qing put away the Blood Tiger Sword, shook hands with Qi Dongyang, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You can't win tomorrow either."

Qi Dongyang laughed loudly, laughing so hard that he and Yuan Qing left the actual combat training ground with a tacit understanding, walked on the tree-lined road between the colleges, and said with a smile as they walked: "Yuan Qing, your swordsmanship, It's a bit like the "Nine Swords of Dugu" written by Jin Daxia in the novel. Yes, that's what it feels like. You can adapt to all changes by remaining unchanged and do whatever you want. If I want to defeat you, I have to think of a way. I may not be able to do it for a while. .”

"Master Jin?" Yuan Qing nodded secretly.

He was talking about the literary giant who passed away long before the Cataclysm, but the literary classics he created are still being reproduced by many companies; there are even evolutionists who specifically purchase the copyrights of martial arts terms and name their own martial arts after the martial arts in the book. It is widely circulated.

"The last move you just performed should be the 'shut-in' stance. It's fine for dealing with mutant beasts, but it's best not to use it when fighting to the death." Yuan Qing thought for a while and commented: "It's very effective in group battles, but it's very effective when fighting alone. The physical combat consumes too much, and the power is certainly good, but it is easy to suffer losses if you are good at body skills - SS-level sword skills are powerful, and fourth-level fighters cannot exert their full power. A move like the one just now is a waste of vitality and does not have much power. power."

Qi Dongyang smiled with a smile on his face: "You are right. The elders in the family also told me when they taught the sword skills. The most important thing is that this set of sword skills was originally created to deal with mutant beasts. Later, many changes were added to deal with mutant beasts. Both as human evolvers.”

Speaking of which, these were heart-to-heart words; Yuan Qing smiled and made a few wrist twisting gestures with his backhand: "Look, just looking back at the mountains and rivers in the 52nd posture, if these changes are added, the knife The momentum speed remains unchanged and the power is slightly weakened, but the angle is more tricky and poses a greater threat to the enemy..."

The two chatted while walking to the rest area outside the college stadium, sitting on long metal benches, talking and laughing until nearly noon.

Jingle Bell……

A crisp reminder bell rang, and at 11:30 noon, the students' morning classes ended. Figures quickly shuttled through the college, running towards the four catering buildings standing in the distance.

"The college has 80,000 students, more than 7,000 teachers, and more than 3,600 other staff." Qi Dongyang looked at the running students and smiled: "Yuan Qing, I will fight with you today and communicate after the war... I haven’t been this happy and relaxed for a long time.”

Yuan Qing took out a pack of combat rations from the pocket of his combat uniform, handed it to Qi Dongyang's hand, and said with a smile: "At this time, it's time for us to eat. Can I treat you to this meal and another fight in the afternoon?"

Qi Dongyang looked at the combat rations in his hand, and the muscles on his face twitched - when you were fighting me just now, you still had this thing in your pocket? Carry rations with you. You think the food in the college cafeteria is not delicious. How could you develop this habit?

"We evolved cultivators also have requirements for food nutrition. It's no problem to bring rations when fighting in the wild. It's better to eat better at ordinary times." Qi Dongyang stood up: "Let's go to the restaurant building."

As he said that, Qi Dongyang looked at the smart watch on Yuan Qing's wrist, with a smile on his face: "Assistant Yuan, have you checked your permissions? All meals in the college are provided free of charge."

"It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. What I eat is not a free meal, but the face of the King of Siberia." Yuan Qing snatched the combat rations back from Qi Dongyang, opened his own packaging bag and ate, Laughing while eating: "Classmate Qi, if you don't want to eat, I will eat it myself. See you in the afternoon."

Qi Dongyang was stunned, laughed loudly, and snatched the combat rations back: "Yuan Qing, I am becoming more and more interested in you. I heard some rumors before that you relied on the face of the King of Siberia to do evil... Hey, The rations have been given to me, don’t grab them.”

The two finished their food rations and sparred again in the afternoon, exchanging their experiences and discussing the differences between martial artists and spiritual warriors... Until it was getting dark, Qi Dongyang said goodbye and returned to his home in Xishan, while Yuan Qing returned to the villa and continued to meditate and adjust. Mental state, preparing for the "Skull Psychic Union".

One day, two days, three days...

For half a month, Qi Dongyang waited on time at the door of the simulation training hall every day, discussing and communicating with Yuan Qing. The relationship between the two became better and better. They were peers and admired each other... After half a month, they became a good pair. Qiqi would go to the villa to learn swordsmanship every other day, and she and Qi Xiaoyun would win and lose. She would not admit defeat every time she lost. Holding back her energy, Qiqi and Qi Xiaoyun had become life-or-death rivals.

"It always feels a little bit worse." At six o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Qing and Qi Dongyang finished their sparring session, returned to the practice room on the third floor of the villa, sat cross-legged on the ground, and frowned slightly.

In half a month, my body, mind, organs, and breath have been adjusted to the peak state. But for some reason, my heart is always a little heavy. I don't know if it is due to too much psychological pressure or other reasons, but the cultivation of the head has never been carried out. .

Sizzsssssssssss...

On his left wrist, the smart watch beeped, it was Zhou Yuan.

"Assistant Teacher Yuan." Zhou Yuan's voice was filled with a hint of ridicule: "We made an appointment. You said you could spare time in five days at most. Let's go to the Doomsday Bar to get together. You'd better do it. It's been half a month now, and I've been here all the time. Waiting for your call. Is something going wrong somewhere? Come out and sit down for a while? "

Yuan Qing thought about it and agreed readily: "See you at the Doomsday Bar."

In the past, Blood Knife King suggested, and Zhinao also emphasized... Proper relaxation is good for cultivation. Now I am about to practice the head training, my mind is too tight, and I am nervous. I will go to the Doomsday Bar tonight for a big drink. I must get drunk. Come back and have a good sleep. I will wake up naturally and put my mind into the most relaxed state. When the time comes, I will do it all in one fell swoop. The head training was successful!