Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 430 The Strongest Lost?

Not just him.

The official elders beside him were also amazed.

"What exactly is going on?"

"Obviously the winner can be determined in a blink of an eye, why didn't he take advantage of the victory and pursue it?"

"For the move just now, he only needs to use the long sword to force the opponent to retreat again and again, and then use the fast wind sword technique to make the opponent directly exit the ring."

"Wait. I seem to remember that in the competition last year, he had such a duel with another Tianjiao, and the other party also showed his flaws here. He used the Kuaifeng swordsmanship to fight against the enemy, obviously With such experience, why not do it?"

"Could it be that he is concerned about the face of the handyman disciple?"

"Hehe, I don't know others. Don't I know Han Yumo? He is a proud person. Although he has no bad intentions, if he can win, he will never back down."

"This is a bit weird."

Those official elders stroked their beards one after another, and there was a vague premonition in their hearts.

But in any case, it is impossible to guess what happened.

At this time, Ying Zige was also full of doubts.

[What's the situation?Although I'm not very mature in these sword techniques, Zhang Tiancheng obviously showed a lot of flaws just now. Under such circumstances, the winner should have been decided. 】

[Could it be that Han Yumo is looking at my face? 】

[I have to say that my face is really not small. 】

Ying Zige suddenly laughed.

There is also a guess in my heart.

The last time I showed my star-studded swordsmanship in front of the opponent, the opponent had already cast their eyes on the five bodies that I admired, and regarded myself as a top senior.

He even wants to be his apprentice.

This is obviously to deliberately lose to his apprentice, and then please himself.

Then let yourself point him a few times?

Correct.

It must be so.

This kid is very good.

Ying Zige immediately nodded in satisfaction, and directly cast an appreciative look at Fang Fangshi.

"hiss!"

At this moment, Han Yumo happened to look at Ying Zige, and also happened to see this approving look.

Immediately!

It was as if chicken blood had been slapped on his body, which was called a blood boil.

The next second, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and suddenly his body spun, and the long sword in his hand turned into a phantom, which had already lost its original shape.

All he saw was a piece of sword light covering his whole body, which looked like a golden bell without any flaws.

And extremely lethal.

"I go!"

Zhang Tiancheng was stunned for a moment, and his heart couldn't help trembling for a while.

In the duel just now, he has also found that his strength is not the opponent's opponent at all, so he just wants to hold on for a little longer.

And this is his ultimate goal.

However, he never expected that after fighting so many sword techniques, the opponent would come up with a sword technique that he had never seen before.

This is obviously the legendary Kuangfengluanwu sword technique.

And this is a middle-level cultivation method, which I have never had the opportunity to come into contact with at all.

Not to mention how to resolve it.

"Wind and flurry of swordsmanship?"

"Won!"

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that the Great Elder would secretly teach him such a sword technique."

"He can already use this kind of sword technique?"

"genius!"

"This is indeed a genius among formal disciples!"

Those Tianjiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and they all praised.

And Han Tianfeng also breathed a sigh of relief quietly, finally showing a smile on his face.

Become!

I thought that my kid had some inner demons, so he couldn't show his true strength.

It turned out that this kid just wanted the opponent to show his full strength, and then defeated the opponent with the most beautiful swordsmanship.

This kid is good at acting.

In this way, not only can he win this trial, but he can also take care of the mood of the handyman disciples.

When did this kid become so mature?

Han Tianfeng's eyes suddenly became very warm, and he nodded.

However, at this moment, a simple and unpretentious sword light stabbed at Han Yumo abruptly.

puff!
All of a sudden, Han Yumo's violent swordplay disappeared, and a long sword was thrust into his shoulder forcefully.

For an instant.

The whole place was silent.

Only the violent wind brought by the violent swordplay is still sweeping madly, causing the clothes of the people around to flutter and make grinning noises.

Besides.

Needle drop can be heard!

The surrounding viewers were immediately stunned.

Those female disciples who were screaming and cheering outside were completely petrified.

Countless elders on the high platform also fell into a state of bewilderment.

Han Beihai opened his mouth even more, his jaw almost fell to the ground.

There was a long silence.

Everyone looked at the incredible scene in front of them with incredible eyes, only feeling the incomparable shock in their hearts flowing crazily.

The wild wind and flurry of dancing sword skills were broken by a simple single sword?
But this is impossible.

Although everyone has not had the opportunity to practice the violent wind and flurry of swordsmanship yet, everyone is very clear in their hearts that this kind of swordsmanship can not only create absolute defense, but also has a kind of crazy attack power in peace.

Even with the most precise swordsmanship, he couldn't break through it. If he forced a duel, he might be brought into the opponent's rhythm, like fallen leaves flying randomly in a strong wind, and would eventually be twisted into pieces.

but.

Just now everyone clearly saw that Zhang Tiancheng just made a sword casually.

That sword, no matter how you look at it, is like a desperate struggle in a dying struggle.

There was deep despair in it.

However, this ordinary sword was broken, and it is absolutely impossible to be banned?
Can anyone tell me what exactly happened here?
Boom!
After a long time, everyone came back to their senses, they were so surprised that even their voices were broken.

"Guang Feng Luan Wu's swordsmanship has been broken?"

"And it broke so easily?"

"Impossible, impossible. I didn't see clearly what happened just now, but it is obvious that the violent wind and fluttering swordsmanship will not have such a flaw."

"Flaws? There are almost no flaws in the violent wind and fluttering swordsmanship. Only by using strong internal strength and strong exercises to break through this kind of swordsmanship can we solve this kind of swordsmanship. An ordinary sword can't fight the enemy at all."

"What's the matter?"

"I lost, I lost! Senior brother really lost!"

"Eldest brother actually lost to the handyman disciple!"

"Big Brother..."

Suddenly, more than a dozen Tianjiao rushed over and took out healing pills one after another.

Some were stuffed into Han Yumo's mouth, while others were constantly smeared on his wound.

Finally, the blood was stopped.

(End of this chapter)