The strongest talent

Chapter 84
On the actual combat practice field in the northern half of Kyoto College, Yuan Qing and Qi Dongyang were 20 meters apart, holding the hilt of their swords in both hands, making fists, and softly spit out a word: "Please!"

After the discussion of etiquette is over, let's fight!

Qi Dongyang's wrist trembled, and he held the knife in his right hand. His aura instantly changed; he seemed to be a peerless powerhouse looking at all directions, holding a magic weapon to conquer the world, exuding a majestic fighting spirit all over his body, and his body surface gradually turned pale , with golden pupils, the surface of the saber seems to be coated with a layer of gold paint, his steps are slanted, and his posture of holding the saber changes slowly.

Yuan Qing held the sword in his right hand, stood in a casual posture, and breathed extremely smoothly. The blood tiger sword in his hand adjusted the sword's posture very slightly, as if it was shaking naturally with breathing.

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

Yuan Qing's eyes shone with a silver light that is unique to psionic energy. The Blood Tiger Sword swayed in his palm intentionally or unintentionally. He started to walk, and the distance between him and Qi Dongyang gradually narrowed—if you don't make a move, I will force you to make a move, and you leave the practice field , then lose!

"You can't retreat. Once your momentum is weak, it will be difficult to win." Qi Dongyang's heart tightened: "There is no advantage in the level of moves, so let's fight for the way of power. Yuan Qing is a spiritual warrior, and I am a fighter. I have more strength." Bigger, faster, and stronger!"

Bang!
Qi Dongyang decided to make a decision, and immediately followed his movements. His left foot burst into a cloud of pale golden air on the ground, his body burst out, his waist twisted half a circle, and the sword in his hand suddenly swung horizontally, waving a golden light. With a low voice in his mouth: "Controlling Mountains and Rivers Knife, the third style, flattening the four barbarians!"

Yuan Qing's pupils shrank, and he dashed forward, gently raised the sword in his hand from bottom to top, and broke with the sword in Qi Dongyang's hand.

when!
After a crisp sound, Qi Dongyang's sword was provoked by Yuan Qing, and he turned around and swung his sword suddenly, as if splitting a mountain and cracking the ground. He still shouted in a low voice: "Ninth style, open up the territory!"

"The strength is strong enough, the reaction is fast enough, his physique is far beyond that of ordinary fighters." Yuan Qing's mind was concentrated, the blood tiger sword in his hand was clenched backhand, his legs were thrown violently, the whole body was about half a meter off the ground, swish swish After rotating four or five times, a sword light surrounded his body, and the knife in Qi Dongyang's hand collapsed again.

Qi Dongyang pulled the saber back, pulled the saber and swung it again. At the same time, he raised his right foot and kicked the saber on the back of the saber to increase his strength. His upper body suddenly plunged down, resting on the ground with his left palm, while the saber in his right circled in a big circle, slashing a semicircle almost touching the ground. The arc of the knife yelled in his mouth: "Yuan Qing, be careful, the No. 40 and seven styles of the Overlord Mountain and River Knife, against foreign aggression."

At this time, Yuan Qing's sword power just now has been used up, and his figure has just landed!
"It's such a powerful Mountain and River Knife, which has a move similar to the Ground Knife, specializing in the lower body." Yuan Qing moved quickly, and just as his toes touched the ground, his right leg suddenly swung, and his body suddenly spun around with his left foot as the axis. The sword in his hand swayed and slanted...

bass!
A knife and a sword quickly passed by, and a fierce spark was wiped out. Qi Dongyang's body and Yuan Qing almost passed by. The center of gravity was obviously unstable, but he fell on the ground in the blink of an eye, using his strength to form a front flip. Stomping on the ground with the waist and feet, turning around and sprinting is another straight thrust: "Second Form, look back at the mountains and rivers!"

"Good time." Yuan Qing bullied himself and went straight to meet him, the sword in his hand was like a dragon swimming in the sea, he flew forward, the tip of the sword was lifted, and the body of the sword was stuck and twisted.

chi chi chi chi...  

Sparks splashed on the surface of the two weapons, Qi Dongyang's palms were stable, his arms were as steady as Mount Tai, the blade hardly swayed at all, and the tip of the blade was getting closer and closer to Yuan Qing's chest. The sword was pasted three times in a row, and the right arm of the psychic power suddenly exploded...

Snapped! !

With a bang like thunder, the pale golden zhenqi on the surface of Qi Dongyang's saber was blown away by the blood tiger sword, and the resulting shock wave of zhenqi blew the hair and combat uniforms of the two of them, and Qi Dongyang's sword was blown away. Broken, and Yuan Qing's blood tiger sword is less than half a meter away from his chest!
"There are not many people in the same generation who can be forced to this point." Qi Dongyang kicked his right foot hard on the ground, and his body quickly fell back to the ground. In an instant, he was holding a knife with both hands, and the tip of the knife hit the ground hard. Inserted, the waist sank, the legs straddled, the body suddenly trembled, the eyes seemed to be focused, and the mouth yelled: "Final Form, Six Forms, Huaxia Harmony!"

Bang! !

A light golden ball of true qi erupted violently from the dantian of Qi Dongyang's lower abdomen. It was a special combat skill unique to fighters, violent qi!
"As expected of an SS-level knife technique, there is such a move, let me enjoy it." Yuan Qing smiled lightly, stomped his feet, and rose more than ten meters into the sky, his body seemed to be a piece of land without roots and grounds. The willow leaves fluttered with Qi Dongyang's rage, like a kite flying in mid-air, and it lasted more than ten seconds before landing slowly, with light and unrestrained movements.

The corners of Qi Dongyang's mouth twitched a few times, and suddenly he smiled. The alloy saber in his hand put away his posture with a swish, and walked up to Yuan Qing. His forehead was slightly sweaty, his chest swelled and he breathed, and he stretched out his right hand: "This battle was fought!" So happy, Yuan Qing, you are very powerful, I can't beat you today."

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

Qi Dongyang laughed loudly, laughed very hard, and then left the actual combat training ground with Yuan Qing in a tacit understanding, walked on the tree-lined road between the colleges, and laughed as he walked: "Yuan Qing, your swordsmanship, It's a bit like the "Dugu Nine Swords" written by Jin Daxia in the novel. Yes, this is the taste. Respond to all changes with the same, do whatever you want. If I want to win you, I have to think of a way. I may not be able to do it for a while. .”

"Hero Jin?" Yuan Qing nodded secretly.

He was talking about the literary master who passed away long before the cataclysm, but his literary classics are still being reproduced by many companies; there are even evolutionists who specially buy the copyright of martial arts terms, and use the martial arts in the book to name their own martial arts. The spread is very wide.

"Your last move just now should be the 'sword retracting gesture'. It can be used against mutant beasts, but it is best not to use it when fighting with life and death." Yuan Qing thought for a while and commented: "It is very effective when fighting in groups. Body combat consumes too much power, of course the power is good, but it is easy to suffer when you encounter good body skills-SS-level sword skills are powerful, and fourth-level fighters cannot exert their full power. Like the move just now, it is a waste of true energy, not much power."

Qi Dongyang smiled all over his face: "You're 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, and later added many changes to deal with mutant beasts Both human evolutionaries can."

Speaking of this, this is a heart-to-heart talk; Yuan Qing smiled, and made a few wrist twisting gestures with his backhand: "Look, just now the second style looks back at the mountains and rivers. If these changes are added, the speed of the knife will not be as fast as it is. changed, the power is slightly weakened, but the angle is more tricky, and the threat to the enemy is greater..."

The two talked and chatted, walked to the rest area outside the college stadium, sat on the long metal chairs, talked and laughed, and chatted until almost noon.

Jingle Bell……

A crisp reminder bell rang, and at 11:30 noon, the students finished their morning classes, and one after another figure quickly shuttled around the college, running towards the four dining buildings standing in the distance.

"The college has 7000 students, more than 3600 teachers, and more than [-] other staff members." Qi Dongyang looked at the students who were running wildly, and smiled: "Yuan Qing, I will fight with you today, and communicate after the war... I haven't been this happy and relaxed in a long time."

Yuan Qing took out a pack of combat rations from the jacket pocket of the combat uniform, handed it to Qi Dongyang, and said with a smile: "At this time, we should also have dinner. I treat you to this meal, and fight another game in the afternoon?"

Qi Dongyang looked at the combat ration in his hand, and his face twitched—when you fought with me just now, did you still have this thing in your pocket?Bring rations with you, you think the food in the college restaurant is not good, how did you develop this habit?
"We evolutionists practice, and we also have requirements for food nutrition. It is no problem to bring rations in the wild, and it is better to eat at ordinary times." Qi Dongyang got up: "Let's go, let's go to the restaurant building."

Said, Qi Dongyang looked at the smart watch on Yuan Qing's wrist, with a smile on his face: "Professor Yuan, have you checked your authority, the food and beverages in the college are provided free of charge, no money."

"It's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. What I eat is not free meals, but the face of the King of Siberia." Yuan Qing snatched back the combat rations from Qi Dongyang, opened his own packaging bag and ate, Laughing while eating: "Student 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 back the combat rations: "Yuan Qing, I am more and more interested in you. I heard some rumors that you relied on the face of the King of Siberia to do evil... Hey, The rations are already given to me, don't grab them."

After eating their rations, the two had another round of discussions in the afternoon, exchanging their experiences and discussing the differences between fighters and spirit warriors... Until it was getting dark, Qi Dongyang bid farewell and returned to his home in Xishan, Yuan Qing returned to the villa, continued to meditate, and kept adjusting. Mental state, prepare for the "Head Psychic Joint".

One day, two days, three days...

For half a month, Qi Dongyang waited punctually at the entrance of the simulation training hall every day, and exchanged ideas with Yuan Qing. The relationship between the two became better and better, and they were the same age. And Qiqi would go to the villa to learn knives every other day, and Qi Xiaoyun won and lost, and would not admit defeat every time she lost, holding back her strength, and Qi Xiaoyun had become life and death rivals.

"It always feels a little bit worse." At six o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Qing and Qi Dongyang finished their sparring, 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, the body, spirit, viscera, and breath have already been adjusted to the peak state, but for some reason, my heart is always a little heavy. I don't know whether it is due to too much psychological pressure or other reasons, and the cultivation of the head has never been carried out. .

sizzle sizzle...

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

"Assistant Yuan." Zhou Yuan's voice was full of teasing: "We made an appointment, you said that you can spare time in five days at most, let's go to the Doomsday Bar to get together, you are fine, it's been half a month, I have been Waiting for your call. Is something not going well, come out and sit down?"

Yuan Qing thought about it, and readily agreed: "Doomsday Bar, see you there or be square."

In the past, the Blood Knife King suggested, and Zhinao also emphasized... Proper relaxation is good for cultivation.Now I am about to train my head, my mind is too tense, I am nervous, I will go to the Doomsday Bar to have a big drink tonight, I must get drunk, come back and have a good sleep, sleep until I wake up naturally, put my mind at the most relaxed state of mind, and when the time comes The head training was successful!

(End of this chapter)