Peerless martial arts system

Chapter 14
"Senior Sister Mao is so strong."

"Nonsense, Senior Sister Mao is only 15 years old now, and she already has the seventh level of Qi Storage Realm. Given time, she will definitely be the number one master of my sword painting school."

Many male disciples of the Sword Painting School were in high spirits. As for the female disciples, besides admiration, there was also a hint of jealousy.

From the time Mao Wenjing joined the Sword Painting School, from the head to the handyman, there was no one who didn't look at her differently. Even some older disciples were willing to call her Senior Sister because of her temperament.

After Mao Wenjing stepped back, everyone's eyes fell on Shi Xiaole, and the crowd who were still having fun suddenly fell silent.

Compared with the first three direct disciples, Shi Xiaole is more than one level behind, which makes everyone very worried.Not worried about Shi Xiaole's safety, but worried that he would lose face of the Sword Painting School.

"Master, I want to play."

On the side of Fuchenmen, a disciple volunteered to join the battle, and it turned out to be Qi Hui.

Being rescued by Shi Xiaole twice in a row, Qi Hui didn't have much gratitude in his heart, only full of jealousy and anger.He was jealous of Shi Xiaole's big brother's sincere admiration, and he was even more angry that Zhao Molan ignored him because of Shi Xiaole.

Hmph, if it wasn't for the injury last time, why would the young master need you to save him?

Qi Hui stared at Shi Xiaole, and clenched the sword in his hand.

"Brother, you..."

"Senior Brother Qi, you are really disappointing."

Both Qi Guang and Zhao Molan looked away.

Qi Hui laughed out loud, and after getting Hua Chaoqun's tacit approval, he flew a few times and landed opposite Shi Xiaole.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it."

Afraid that Qi Hui would reveal what happened to him at the foot of the mountain, Shi Xiaole urged him.

"Since you can't wait to lose face, I will fulfill you."

With a cultivation level at the early stage of the sixth level of energy storage, Qi Hui was full of confidence, and with a swipe, he made a move with Fuchenmen's third-rate middle-grade swordsmanship, Xuanfeng 25 Swordsmanship.

The sword light was continuous, stirring up a gust of wind that seemed to be invisible, and Shi Xiaole suddenly felt enveloped and unable to escape.

Without thinking too much, he stabbed out with a sword, which was still a basic sword technique.

Keng Keng.

When the two swords hit each other, sparks flew.Qi Hui tried his best as soon as he came up, and stabbed Shi Xiaole's fatal part with his sword, causing many people to frown violently.

Soon, Shi Xiaole was forced into a disadvantage.

"That's all?"

Qi Hui sneered non-stop, remembering Shi Xiaole's swordsmanship for killing the skinny old man, the attack became even more violent, and he didn't give him a chance to change his sword moves at all.

"You want to work hard with me? I will help you."

Looking at the opponent's opening, Shi Xiaole rushed straight, and at the same time as the empty door opened wide, the tip of the sword also pointed at Qi Hui's chest, as if they were going to die together.

Including Qi Hui, how many people present have seen this kind of desperate play?
Qi Hui had no choice but to withdraw his sword and return to defense.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shi Xiaole opened and closed, attacking like a tiger out of the gate.

Due to the presence of everyone from the Sword Painting School, Shi Xiaole could hardly use his proud martial arts, otherwise it would be another big trouble if asked.

Fortunately, he has cultivated Huashan swordsmanship to the realm of transformation, so as long as he splits it into many forms, he is not afraid of being seen through. In addition, his sword moves are desperate, and he barely maintains an undefeated situation.

Ten tricks.

Twenty strokes.

When the fight reached fifty strokes, Qi Hui couldn't hold back the evil fire anymore, and said angrily: "You dare to die, you think I won't dare, how can I not be as good as you?!"

The two swords attacked the opponent at the same time, and they were about to die. Many people screamed.

Shi Xiaole smiled silently.

His swordsmanship seems to be desperate, but in fact, all moves are left behind.At the critical moment, he dodged to the side, taking advantage of Qi Hui's momentum of charging forward, and the blade of his sword slapped the opponent's face fiercely.

Pound.

Qi Hui fell heavily to the ground, a big red mark of shame appeared on his angry face, and he passed out immediately.

Containing the killing intent in his heart, Shi Xiaole retreated as if nothing had happened.

"You actually won?"

The disciples of the Sword Painting School looked at each other in disbelief.

If Shi Xiaole's defeat of Qian Tong proves that he has some strength, then he narrowly beats the direct disciple of the Fuchen Sect who is at the sixth level of Qi storage with his fourth level of Qi storage, which almost proves that he is worthy of his status as a direct disciple?

"This puppy."

An imperceptible gloom flashed in the eyes of the Great Elder, and he narrowed his eyes.

"I stepped on shit luck."

Qin Zhao clenched his fists, took a deep breath, looked at Qi Hui who was lying on the ground, and almost yelled at the trash.

But Qi Guang and Zhao Molan had different ideas.

In the eyes of the two, Shi Xiaole didn't even use the Miao family's swordsmanship, it was simply showing mercy.Qi Hui hurt him again and again, and he repaid his kindness with kindness. This great personality is really worthy of admiration.

Everyone had different thoughts, but Hua Chaoqun was more straightforward. He slapped the armrest of the chair and shouted angrily, "Good job, you sword-painting school! In the martial arts competition, the strike is so heavy. Does no one care?"

This time the Second Elder immediately replied: "You Fuchen Sect's tricky hands come first, Master Hua Sect, don't confuse right and wrong."

Hua Chaoqun glanced at the Great Elder, thinking to himself that after all he had received a heavy gift, he couldn't just pat his ass and leave, and said, "Wan Chong, go and learn about that young hero's brilliant moves."

Wan Chong is a young man with a height of nearly eight feet, his muscles are about to burst through his clothes, his tiger eyes are incomparable, he holds a big knife, and he walks up to Shi Xiaole step by step.

He didn't say a word, but he stood there like a fierce tiger, making many people standing behind Shi Xiaole inexplicably afraid.

"Master Huamen, the exchange between the two sides is over, is it inappropriate for you to do this?"

The second elder stood up abruptly, obviously seeing how powerful Wan Chong was.

Hua Chaoqun said indifferently: "Before the match, the two sides didn't say that each person can only communicate once. How about this, as long as Wan Chong loses, Hua will turn around and leave."

The second elder still did not let go, only saying that it was not suitable.

At this time, the Great Elder waved his hand and said: "Second Elder, if someone proposes a challenge, how can my Sword Painting School not accept the challenge? I believe that the heroes of the Fuchen Sect know the importance."

Hua Chaoqun just smiled and said, "Wan Chong, be careful." The last four words were bitten very hard.

Wan Chong naturally understood the meaning, looked down at Shi Xiaole, laughed and said, "Boy, let's do it, I'm afraid that if you strike first, you won't even have a chance to do so."

"Crazy guy!"

"It's so windy that you're not afraid to flash your tongue."

Hearing this, the disciples of the Sword Painting School scolded angrily.At the critical moment of sect exchange, they subconsciously sided with Shi Xiaole.

"Don't you believe me?"

Wan Chong grinned sinisterly, and suddenly drew out his saber, only to see the light of the saber flash.The next moment, a strand of black hair fell on the ground, it was Shi Xiaole's temple hair.

As if a cold wind was blowing, the scene was quiet for a while, and a needle could be heard.

Wan Chong's knife just now was really too fast, so fast that many people didn't even see the shape of the knife clearly, and everything was over.If he aimed at Shi Xiaole's head, then...

Many people didn't dare to think about it anymore, and only then did they truly understand how terrifying this Wan Chong was.

"At the seventh level of Qi storage, apart from the three of us, I am afraid that only Junior Brother Qin Zhao can compete with him."

Xiao Yuanbo sighed helplessly, and shouted to the front: "Junior Brother Shi, come back quickly, you are no match."

Qin Zhao's pores opened up comfortably.He has even clenched his sword tightly, mobilized his skills, and is ready to fight in place of Shi Xiaole at any time.

But Shi Xiaole in the arena did not retreat.

"Your knife skills are very good."

Shi Xiaole said.

"Just good? Hehe, enough to kill ten of you in seconds."

Wan Chong was full of confidence.

To be honest, in that blow just now, if Wan Chong directly attacked the killer, Shi Xiaole's great abilities would be useless, because he really couldn't stop the opponent's knife.

But Wan Chong's mistake was in that he shouldn't pretend to be indiscriminate.

Shi Xiaole said: "In my spare time, I have also practiced a style of saber technique, do you dare to make gestures?"

Wan Chong thought he heard it wrong, laughed loudly, and said after a long while: "My saber technique is second to none among the disciples of Fuchen Sect, even Senior Brother He admires it, you want to compare my saber technique with me?"

Don't say it's Wan Chong, the people of the Sword Painting School are all confused and can't understand.

The Sword Painting School is famous for swords, and the whole school only has a few low-grade sword techniques. Could it be that Shi Xiaole has other adventures?But even if this is the case, it is not a wise choice for him to wish to compare swords with Wan Chong with his cultivation of the fourth level of Qi storage.

"Sword technique, could it be that this kid has hidden his unique skills?"

The Great Elder smiled lightly, every word was heartbreaking.

For most of the martial arts sects of the Pegasus Dynasty, it is a first-class crime that cannot be forgiven for a disciple's private possession of unique skills, or to practice other martial arts.

"Whoever has a knife, lend it to me."

Shi Xiaole didn't seem to care about other people's opinions, and said to the surroundings.

"Senior brother Shi, take the knife."

A knife was thrown out from the crowd, but Shi Xiaole caught it firmly.

Holding the knife in his hand, Shi Xiaole's mind completely settled down, looked at Wan Chong and said, "I bet, you won't be able to take my knife."

Wan Chong seemed to have been insulted by the sky, he grinned grinningly, clenched his big fists, and said grimly: "If you have any skills, just try it out, but I promise, you will be sorry for the words just now. Pay the price!"

The noisy voices from all directions disappeared suddenly at this moment.In Shi Xiaole's eyes, there is no one or anything.

The only thing left is myself and the knife.

The knife is not a foreign object, but the sustenance and extension of his emotions.

Fu Hongxue's knife is a knife of revenge, and blood will be seen when the knife comes out.

And he, Shi Xiaole, did not use his sword for revenge, but to smash all doubts in the world!
Holding the knife in his right hand, after the emotion in Shi Xiaole's heart rose to a certain level, it suddenly gushed out like a flood from a sluice.

laugh!
There was a flash of white light, which was extremely dazzling in the sun.

Shi Xiaole's movement of holding the knife did not change in any way.However, the knife he had unsheathed had already been sheathed.

pat.

A drop of blood fell on the ground, and Wan Chong's proud face froze completely, and a sharp pain came from his wrist, which made him lose strength in one arm, and the long knife fell to the ground.

"what?!"

Hua Chaoqun stood up abruptly, with an unbelievable expression on his face for the first time.

Not only him, but the three elders of the Sword Painting School, as well as the three direct disciples, as well as Qin Zhao, and the direct disciples of the Fuchen Sect, all changed color, shocked by Shi Xiaole's strike just now!

(End of this chapter)