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Chapter 233 Great Perfection Realm Qingfengzhan

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    A trace of blood oozed from the pores on Yanfeng's body, and his face was frighteningly pale. With a plop, he knelt on one knee and looked at Yun Kexin, who was slowly floating down in white clothes.

    "Yun Kexin, it's only been more than half a year, but I don't even have the qualifications to let you draw the sword anymore. Next time I see you, I won't even have the qualifications to let you take it out of the sheath."

    Yun Kexin's white clothes fluttered, and the expression on her face remained unchanged as she said: "As a swordsman, it doesn't matter whether you draw the sword or not. Don't care too much about these superficial things, otherwise it will be difficult to understand the intention of your sword.  "

    ¡°Yun Kexin wins this round!¡± the referee on the ring said.

    Looking at Yun Kexin's leaving figure, Yan Feng felt a slight bitterness in his heart. A long time ago, he could keep pace with her, but now he could only see her back.

    "Tianyin's sword skills are indeed terrifying. He defeated Yan Feng with only half a move. Yun Kexin is still as good as before, always surprising people."

    "Yan Feng's defeat was a bit unjust. He was really too worried about whether the opponent could use his sword or not. He still had some special moves that he didn't use yet."

    "This is also an immature state of mind. After all, Yun Kexin's ranking on the Billboard was even lower than him in the past, but now I can't accept it."

    "You can't say that. For a warrior, the state of mind is sometimes more important than any martial arts skills, and it is also a part of the warrior's strength."

    Although this duel was short, and everyone felt that it was a bit unsatisfying to watch, it did not hinder the quality of the game, and the voices in the audience did not stop talking.

    Zhang Lie looked at Yun Kexin walking away, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and murmured: "This woman is not simple, the artistic conception of Tianyin Sword Technique has almost reached perfection."

    Hearing this, Xiao Chen also nodded secretly in his heart. The components of a martial skill are divided into the route of the true energy running in the meridians, the angle and footwork of the move, and the artistic conception contained in the martial skill.

    For example, the artistic conception of Ben Lei Dao Technique is the pure artistic conception of thunder. Lingyun Dao Technique has two artistic conceptions, the artistic conception of mountains and the artistic conception of clouds.

    ??A martial art can only be considered completely perfect if it integrates the three. However, the understanding of artistic conception requires understanding, opportunity and patience, and it is extremely difficult to understand.

    If you pursue the artistic conception wholeheartedly, you will stagnate or even regress. Therefore, ordinary warriors will not pursue the artistic conception excessively until their cultivation reaches a certain level.

    " Yun Kexin's ability to comprehend the artistic conception of Tianyin Sword Technique to a state close to Dacheng at the level of a low-level peak martial master only proves that this woman's talent, understanding and opportunities are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

    Zhang Lie glanced at Mu Heng, then at Xiao Chen, and said with a smile: "Now do you still think that he can hit the top ten of the core disciples? Not to mention the gap in realm, those who can enter the top ten are all from Wanzhong  There is no single genius. In the Tiandao Pavilion where there are so many talents, it is impossible to get in without some real skills."

    Mu Heng pondered for a moment, and then said seriously: "Yun Kexin is very strong, very strong, but he is not Xiao Chen's opponent yet."

    Xiao Chen glanced at Mu Heng in surprise. He didn't know where he got his confidence. Although he was not afraid of Yun Kexin, after watching the game just now, he was not absolutely sure of defeating Yun Kexin.

    "Stop talking nonsense, Yun Kexin can defeat Yan Feng, who is ranked 16th on the rankings, with only half a move. There are still many killer tricks that have not been used. How can you be so sure that she is not Xiao Chen's opponent?"

    "In terms of realm, Xiao Chen only has the cultivation level of a peak Martial Lord. In terms of artistic conception, Tianyin Sword Technique is close to perfection. It is no worse than Xiao Chen's Lingyun Sword Technique. Isn't it difficult to tell which one is stronger and which one is weaker?"

    This time, before Zhang Lie could speak out, other newly promoted core disciples spoke out to refute, and their arguments were well-founded, making it impossible to argue.

    Mu Heng smiled faintly, "It's useless to say more. You will naturally know whether what I said is true or false in the future."

    Liu Suifeng came over and whispered: "Ye Chen, if you really match up with Yun Kexin, you have a few percent chance of winning."

    Xiao Chen thought for a while and said: "Fifty percent, if she only has this kind of strength, it can be increased by 10%."

    When Liu Suifeng heard this, he was extremely shocked. He knew Xiao Chen's character.  He never speaks big words. He said that 50% is only higher than 50%, and will never be less than 50%.

    The competition on the stage continued, and the top ten core disciples on the list appeared one after another, and their strength did not disappoint everyone.

    "Li Yuze, who is ranked fifth on the most popular list, only used three moves to defeat Lianyun, who is ranked fifteenth. His speed is really extraordinary.""Yun Feimo, who is ranked fourth on the most popular list, defeated his opponent who was ranked 20th with one strike. It seems that his Qixuejue has reached the tenth level."

    "Leng Aoshuang, who is ranked eighth on the most popular list, also used only three moves to defeat her opponent."

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    The top ten core disciples, as Zhang Lie said, none of them are vegetarians. They are much stronger than the others. They can basically defeat their opponents within five moves.

    So far, except for Murong Chong, who is ranked first and has not played, the other nine top ten core disciples have all played, showing their strong strength.

    There is another point that also attracted Xiao Chen¡¯s attention. I don¡¯t know if it was a deliberate arrangement by the Presbyterian Council or something else. None of the top ten people were encountered together in a real fight between dragons and tigers.

    In Xiao Chen¡¯s opinion, the top ten core disciples have completely surpassed the others, and it is almost impossible for the others to defeat them.

    Their opponents are only themselves.

    "Murong Chong is on the stage. His opponent is Yan Chihuo, who is ranked eleventh on the Most Popular Ranking. He was also one of the top ten core disciples in the previous term. No one who has been in his hands along the way can reach the top.  Ten moves.¡±

    "Yan Chihuo's strength is indeed good, but it's a pity that he met Murong Chong. He will definitely lose if he loses. It depends on how many moves he can persist."

    "I haven't seen Murong Chong take action for a long time. I'm really excited. Last year, Murong Chong only appeared for a while at the end of the year. He rarely returned to Tiandao Pavilion at other times."

    "This is a swordsman who devotes all his time to hard training. If it weren't for the Sword Emperor's summoning order, he would definitely not come back."

    On the ring, Yan Chihuo heard the sounds coming from around him, his face changed slightly, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Looking at some people in blue, Murong Chong, who was standing proudly, said: "No matter what others say, the purpose of my standing here is  There is only one, not just a few moves on your hands, but to defeat you!"

    Murong Chong sneered and said, "Before you speak, consider your own strength."

    "Both sides salute, stand still, and the game begins!"

    Phew!

    After the referee finished speaking, a gust of breeze suddenly blew above the ring, and a crisp trembling sound came from the wind. This was the sound of a long sword being unsheathed.

    Yan Chihuo was shocked. He never expected that Murong Chong would take action regardless of his identity, and he felt a little panicked.  Fortunately, he was in a good mood. After a while, he stabilized his mind and began to prepare for Murong Chong's attack.

    But when he looked forward, he didn't find Murong Chong at all. Yan Chihuo quickly looked around. Except for countless absent Qingfeng, there was no figure at all on the ring.

    Where are the people?

    Now Yan Chihuo was completely panicked. How could a living person disappear under his eyes? It was so weird.

    "Don't panic, he can't leave this arena. Since he strikes first, he will definitely show murderous intent. As long as I grasp the direction of the murderous intent, I can block his attack."

    Yan Chihuo said over and over again in his heart, letting go of his perception, moving his feet constantly, and not daring to relax for a moment.

    Phew!

    A long wound suddenly appeared on Yan Chihuo's chest, and a stream of blood rushed out.  His eyes were wide open with an incredible expression. Why was I suddenly scratched?

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The breeze on the ring suddenly stopped, and the air flow in the air completely solidified. Murong Chong's handsome face appeared in front of Yan Chihuo, with a cruel smile on his face.

    His eyes were filled with endless killing intent, and suddenly, like a rushing river, he rushed towards me, "Get out!"

    Murong Chong stood up with his sword put away, kicked Yan Chihuo in the chest, and kicked him off the ring.

    Why can¡¯t I feel such surging murderous intent? What¡¯s going on? Yan Chihuo, who fluttered on the ground several times, couldn¡¯t figure it out.

    Seeing this, the referee immediately announced, "Murong Chong wins!"

    Yan Chihuo's pale face came back to his senses and shouted: "Impossible, how could I lose? I haven't used the trick I have practiced hard for a year yet!"

    "Murong Chong, do you dare to take my move openly? Do you dare!"

    Murong Chong didn't even look at Yan Chihuo on the ground, and said coldly: "Idiot, a killing move must be used before it can be considered a killing move. If you can't even use it, you still have the guts to yell."

    Looking at Murong Chong's back, Xiao Chen's eyes fell into deep thought. What a terrifying Qingfeng Slash. I thought that my great Qingfeng Slash could already be used as a trump card, but now it seems that it is still far behind.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Qingfeng Slash can already be used as a trump card, but now it seems that it is still far away.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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