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On the ring, Zhou Hao¡¯s True Spin Realm momentum exploded, overwhelming the entire audience.
Zhou Hao smiled and said:
"Junior Brother Liu, would you please pull out your sword? Let's compete."
Between the words, the meaning of arrogance and domineering could not be more obvious.
All the disciples looked at Liu Yun with regret.
?? If in previous years, with Liu Yun¡¯s strength, he would have won the first place, there would be no problem.
But now I have bad luck and meet Zhou Hao.
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In this case, who else can beat him?
Just when everyone was not optimistic about Liu Yun, Liu Yun still looked calm.
Liu Yun¡¯s expression remained unchanged, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the long black sword from behind:
"So what if I'm in the True Spin Realm? I wonder if I can take my sword?!"
After saying that, Liu Yun drew his sword.
Wherever the sword light passes, the sound of wind is cut off!
As if it penetrated the space, it appeared in front of Zhou Hao in the blink of an eye, silently.
Zhou Hao's complexion changed slightly and he quickly raised his sword to resist.
"Swift wind and rain of swords!"
The sword halo swept and turned into a sword curtain, blocking all attack directions.
"The Swift Wind Sword Technique" is a low-level spiritual martial art.
Under Zhou Hao's display, it is no less than a mid-level swordsmanship at the spiritual level.
Liu Yun¡¯s expression was indifferent, and his sword light was advancing.
In an instant, a cold light flashed through, turning into a phantom of a mountain, suppressing it.
Suddenly, the sword curtain trembled and dissipated layer by layer.
"How can it be?!"
Zhou Hao exclaimed, full of disbelief.
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"This is?"
Elder Chen and Shen Chengbai, who were sitting in the distance drinking tea and watching the competition, also stood up.
When we look at each other, we can see the shock in the other person¡¯s eyes:
"This is not the prototype of the sword intention, but the real sword intention, and at least 10% more!"
Liu Yun stands like a pine, standing in the mountains, like a mountain, and it is difficult for anything to move his heart.
Even Zhou Hao¡¯s sharp sword light can¡¯t hurt him in the slightest.
"Senior Brother Liu is too strong. Even Senior Brother Zhou Hao in the True Spin Realm can't take a single blow!"
"This is "Chongyue Sword Technique". I heard it is the most difficult martial arts on the first floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion. I have seen it before."
"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Liu could even master the "Zhongyue Sword Technique"."
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Everyone was talking endlessly, full of admiration.
At this time, someone concluded:
"No, this is not "Zhongyue Sword Art", it does not have such power, this is Zhongyue Sword Intent!"
The person who spoke was none other than Su Chen, one of the four great masters of the outer sect.
Looking at the figure on the ring, Su Chen was filled with envy, awe and unwillingness
He has already understood the rudiment of Qingfeng's sword intention, and has a deeper understanding of Liu Yungang's sword.
That is exactly the artistic conception of martial arts that he has always longed for, and it is completely beyond the artistic conception of 10%!
In the crowd, a deacon in gray with an ordinary face looked at Liu Yun on the ring and murmured in shock:
"He is actually so strong. He just got the "Zhongyue Sword Technique" from me more than a month ago, and now he has realized 10% of the sword's will. What a strong understanding! His swordsmanship talent is at least low-grade!"
The phantom of the mountain above Liu Yun's sword light stood aloof and towering, suppressing everything, as if even the void could not withstand it.
Zhou Hao was completely defeated. Wherever the shadow of the mountain passed, the shield of true energy shattered and the sword curtain dissipated, falling on Zhou Hao's chest.
Pfft!
Zhou Hao spit out a mouthful of blood and fell off the ring.
Liu Yun was condescending, looking at Zhou Hao coldly, and said:
"It seems that you can't take my sword anymore!"
Zhou Hao was so angry that he spurted out another mouthful of blood and almost fainted. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com