Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 305 Fireworks
If the characteristic of Thunder Sword is violence, then the characteristic of Fire Sword is violence.

Talking about the fire sword, it always gives people the impression of being burned by fire.

It is indeed the ultimate move that fire magicians have always liked to use, and it is indeed the kind of flaming, flattening sword technique.

Whether it is fire trees and silver flowers, or mountains of knives and seas of fire, in the fierce flames and fast and swift swordsmanship, everything will be burned.

This is the fire sword.

But this is only the fire sword that the world sees now.

Standing on the edge of the crowd outside the arena, Mr. Zhenshan raised his head in a daze, looking at the dots of fire on the high platform, as if he saw the exquisite swordsmanship of that girl back then, as if she could control the whole audience.

Although every swordsman loves his own swordsmanship the most, and he has always believed that the water sword is the strongest swordsmanship, but when he saw the swordsmanship in the girl's hand for the first time, he was attracted by it for the first time. He was deeply moved by the swordsmanship of other sects.

But there was no other way, he felt that maybe no swordsman could resist that kind of attraction.

Just because the swordsmanship in that girl's hand is so beautiful.

It is a beauty of extreme precision and skill.

Only those who can see and understand can feel the beauty.

Before that, he had never seen that kind of swordsmanship, nor had he seen anyone who could use such a swordsmanship.

And when he saw it, he was still young, the girl was only 13 years old, and she was still in the Divine Dance Realm.

But looking at her, he understood for the first time why Tier [-] was called the Divine Dance Realm.

That is only for that girl, the dance of killing.

Few people can do it, and very few people will do it, because it is too laborious, and in the eyes of others, it is really not cost-effective.

But today, Mr. Zhenshan did not expect that he would see the fire sword that the girl often used from another person from the former Qin Dynasty.

"What is that? The tenth sword of the fire method?"

"Is there really a tenth sword? Why have I never seen it in actual combat?"

"The swordsmanship behind Ten He is cumbersome, powerful and difficult to control. Generally, who would use it..."

"I heard that only Da Si Ming and Shao Si Ming used double-digit swordsmanship back then, and many of the swordsmanship created by Da Si Ming can only be used by Shao Si Ming..."

"Shhh, don't mention those two women, who knows if it's true or not! This tenth sword looks soft and doesn't have much power..."

"No power..."

Clang.

The contemptuous laughter from the crowd stopped.

People looked at the picture in front of them in amazement.

Ying Xun and Ye Siyuan stood side by side.

Bits of flame drifted away like stars falling.

Ying Xun still held his sword tightly in his hand, and it seemed like nothing had happened between the two of them except for the exchange of positions.

However, the next moment, Hong Xiao slipped from Ye Siyuan's hand, making an ear-piercing sound.

Watching this scene, there was a dead silence in the crowd, leaving only the sound of the long sword bouncing on the ground.

Clang, clang, clang.

Hong Xiao finally stopped still, and the originally red blade gradually cooled down, becoming as gray as Ye Siyuan's face.

The long sword in Ying Xun's hand also gradually cooled down. People didn't see the gorgeous big move at that moment, and he didn't set off a sea of ​​flames like Ye Siyuan's.

But Ye Siyuan's sword has fallen, and the victory is already decided.

"what's the situation?"

"This...this...how did you win? This sword technique looks too..."

Doesn't it look too plain?
Mr. Zhenshan looked up at the long sword in the young man's hand on the ring, and sneered in his heart.

A bunch of ignorant kids.

In fact, the real Tenth Sword of Fire Law is even more bland than this.

The sword intent of this young man from the Ying family in front of him is at best only [-]% of that of that young girl back then.

However, the effect is strong enough.

A trace of complicated emotions flashed across Mr. Zhenshan's eyes.

Forty percent is pretty good.

After all, when he was as young as this boy, it would be difficult for him to achieve such a quiet and burning sword intent.

Young people always think that the most violent and violent things are the strongest, and he once thought so, until he saw the human fireworks in the girl's hands.

It is quieter and more fragmented than the one in Ying Xun's hands, and its skills are close to Tao.

For the first time, he saw that a fire mage could use the red-hot blade so skillfully, but save the most moves, and attack the opponent's weakness that only existed in one point with the most precise angle.

It was also the first time he saw that a fire magician could use the flame so softly, like catkins.

The catkins fly and the ground is white, and the peach blossoms are all red.

Only when the prosperity is gone, can we see the truth.

Bits of flames fell, the girl withdrew her sword, and her opponent fell to the ground.

At that moment, he finally understood the meaning of the saying that still water flows deep, and after that, he broke through the bottleneck of many years and created the No. 11 sword of the water method with the sword intent surpassing the No. 12 sword of the water method.

Probably no one would have imagined that the inspiration for the last sword of the existing water method actually came from the fire method sword.

But this does not mean that he admits that the fire sword is superior to the water sword, Mr. Zhenshan snorted softly.

What he was convinced was only the woman's fire sword.

But thinking of this, Mr. Zhenshan's eyes darkened deeply.

It's just because the swordsmanship, which is as bright as a star, is like a shooting star, passing by in this world in a flash, and will never be seen again.

Under the current Jixia Academy's eagerness for quick success and quick profit, few students are even willing to learn and use high-level swordsmanship that is difficult to learn and not obvious in power.

In fact, it is not powerful enough at all!

Those boys felt that the sword skills of the last few were not powerful enough, but in fact it was because they hadn't learned the level at all.The higher the level of swordsmanship, the more it was created by the world's top geniuses, and the technical requirements are extremely high.

A tiny bit of loss is a thousand miles away.If you don't practice well, the effect will be greatly reduced, but it is far inferior to low-level swordsmanship, so there are rumors that the power is not enough.

Looking at Ying Xun standing with his sword drawn on the ring, and listening to the discussions of the people around him, the old man let out a sigh of relief.

Even if there is only [-]% of the sword intent, this time it can be regarded as finally letting these boys understand.

The swordsmanship of the nine or more is really powerful.

But can these shallow-sighted boys really understand?

"what's the situation?"

"Master Ye released the water? What happened at that moment just now?"

"The tenth sword of Fire Art...is it really strong?"

"How is it possible... isn't it impractical?"

Sure enough, these boys who have never seen a real genius can't understand it, the world is like this.

Mr. Zhenshan listened to the doubts of the practitioners in the audience expressionlessly, but looked up at Ying Xun with a complicated expression.

Shi Feng was indeed like this, but he never expected that this son who was abandoned by the former Qin Dynasty would actually be able to use the tenth sword of Fire Art.Mr. Zhenshan knew very well that it was absolutely impossible for Haoran to teach it, the old guy himself tended to those gorgeous moves.

But in any case, it is really rare, but it is a pity that he is from the former Qin Dynasty.

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered that his new female apprentice was also from the former Qin Dynasty.

Mr. Zhenshan shrank his shoulders and looked away, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a different look in the questioning eyes.

A skinny young man looked up at the falling flames on the high platform and the sword in Ying Xun's hand, with a focused expression, even with unspeakable complex emotions.

Who is this kid?

Mr. Zhenshan frowned, at this moment he suddenly remembered who this familiar boy was.

This is……

The stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Meng Shi.

……

……

"I didn't expect Ye Siyuan to lose. The moment just now was too scary." Chen Zichu in Wuyi Pavilion pressed his chest and sighed. ".

"It's a wonderful sword," Ji Jiashu said quietly, "it hit Ye Siyuan's flaw quickly and economically."

He could see why.Just because everything is easier said than done.

Fireworks in the world are pervasive.

The sword under each piece of flame was actually precisely aimed at the opening.

A sword with extremely high technical requirements, it is worthy of the name of the tenth sword of Fire Art.

But being able to use this sword proves...

"Ying Xun really was hiding his clumsiness before," Ji Jiashu said flatly.

Such a superb sword skill cannot be practiced overnight. It is obvious that Ying Xun had given way to Ye Siyuan in the previous battle. Although it was a bit unreasonable, it is not difficult to imagine why he did this based on his actual situation of living under the fence.

Sure enough, it was the same as the woman who guessed that Chen Zihan was also hiding his clumsiness. Looking at Ying Baoyue who looked calmer than everyone else, Chen Zichu was in a complicated mood.

"But how will this end?" Seeing Ye Siyuan on the ring whose expression changed from ashamed to angry, Chen Zichu was terrified.

"Young Master Ye, it's over, you..." Looking at the angry Ye Siyuan on the stage, Ying Xun paused, but the next moment Ye Siyuan looked at him suddenly, his eyes were so strange that it was indescribable.

Ye Siyuan looked at him coldly, picked up the sword on the ground, "Do you think you won by yourself?"

Ying Xun paused and did not speak.

"Well, you are a descendant of the Ying family. From now on..." Ye Siyuan sneered, neither conceded defeat nor finished speaking, snorted and walked away with anger on his face. It seemed that he was not the one who lost.

"What is Ye Siyuan trying to do, isn't he pretending too much for the show?" Chen Zichu sighed.

But at this time, no one can take these things into consideration, because the result has already been announced, and the next round will start soon.

"First match of the first round, former Qin Sheng!"

"The second round of the first round, Zhongtang vs. Houliao!"

The second game started quickly, but people didn't expect it to end so quickly.

With a bang, the result was announced, and Ying Baoyue also walked to the window, watching the chickens pecking at each other on the ring, but the two countries who were determined to win or lose neatly.

"In the second round of the first round, Hou Liao wins!"

Zhongtang chose to be at the bottom without hesitation, and this result did not surprise anyone.

The real battle is next.

Looking at the skinny boy who walked into the ring, everyone held their breath.

Meng Shi, the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, took up the challenge for the first time.

"The third match of the first round, Northern Wei vs Soochow!"

The flames ignited and it all started.

But no one expected that they would see such a scene.

　The catkins fly and the ground is white, and the peach blossoms fall to the ground and the steps are red.One after another, they are as brilliant as falling stars, and they are chasing after each other like fire. -- "Seven Laws: Those Who Give Fireworks" Yuan · Zhao Mengfu

　　By the way, there is not such a big age difference between Mr. Zhenshan and Ying Baoyue (back then). After all, Ying Baoyue has an eight-year vacancy, and if the ancient people get married normally, they can be grandpas in their 30s, and they can be grandpas in their 40s. Even at an older age.

　　
　
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