Comprehensive martial arts: starting from Xiao Li Feidao's nephew

Chapter 112

Li Wangchen shook his head, raised the iron knife in his hand, "I'll just use this one, as for you... 36 blades, take them together."

As soon as this remark came out, not only Zhao Qiuxi frowned slightly, but even the surrounding crowd changed their colors in an uproar, thinking that Li Wangchen was too proud and arrogant.

When people practice martial arts, they are always looking for a weapon that suits them best. When it is harsh, they even have to strictly require data such as weight, center of gravity, shape, volume, radian, etc., which cannot be the same as what they have in mind.

But if you reach a certain level, you can master one method and a hundred methods, then no matter what kind of weapon you have in your hands, you will be able to go anywhere.

Zhao Qiuxi is a person of this realm.

The 36 knives in his collection are all famous products, they are magic knives, demon knives, demon knives, Buddhist knives, famous knives, and each knives have their core concepts. There are many differences and conflicts. Xi's knife technique can adapt to all knife principles at the same time.

His self-created sword technique called "Shower Twenty-eight" is said to have brought the sword technique to the extreme.

After the creation of this set of saber techniques, within three years in the world, no one dared to create any more saber techniques, because there was really no need for them.

In this sense, Zhao Qiuxi asked Li Wangchen to decide that the two would hold weapons, which would be a huge concession to the battle situation.

On the one hand, Zhao Qiuxi's saber technique is tolerant and tolerant, and when it really exerts its greatest power, it is often in a state of holding and discarding the saber casually, unpredictable and comfortable, once it is fixed as a saber, Its power will be greatly reduced.

On the other hand, each of the 36 famous knives has a restraint relationship. As long as you know the way of the sword and have a certain look, you can know the details, give Zhao Qiuxi a restrained knife, and hold the opponent's sword in your hand. The knife can take the lead.

At the same time, this is also a little benefit that Zhao Qiuxi gives to the opponent, provided that the opponent has the ability to grasp it.

Of course, the previous well-known swordsmen also naturally have their own special swords in their hands. Maybe they are not expensive in the hands of Zhao Qiuxi, but they are more suitable for themselves, and they will be an excellent partner in every direction.Therefore, there are naturally not a few people who do not accept this benefit.

But in the hands of these people, it is by no means Li Wangchen, holding a large iron knife with a rough handle that can be seen everywhere.

Since the Daowangzhou Grand Arena was established, there has never been anyone like Li Wangchen.

Instead of holding Zhao Qiuxi's treasured sword, he took his own iron sword.

He didn't prescribe Zhao Qiuxi's knives, but ordered Zhao Qiuxi to also take out all the knives.

All around the arena, there was a lot of discussion, some people even cursed, shouting that Li Wangchen was arrogant and absurd.

Li Wangchen said calmly, "A real swordsman will be integrated with his own sword, regardless of each other. A sword is a person, and a person is a sword. Your sword is a part of you, and my sword is mine. Part of it. When you compete with me, it must be the entire confrontation between you and me, without the sword, how can it be counted?"

For some reason, he clearly has no internal strength. This sentence is just a normal voice, but as soon as the words come out, there is a soothing and vast artistic conception, which suddenly ripples and spreads far away like ripples on water. The surrounding noise gradually subsided.

All of a sudden, all eyes were on Li Wangchen, but no one dared to say a word.

An inexplicable force made them feel indescribable fear.

Looking at his tough eyebrows, tight lips, and the introverted and deep sense of strength on his slightly elongated face, people finally realized one thing: the opponent of the sword king this time seems to be the same as the former defeated opponent. , there is a world of difference.

Zhao Qiuxi frowned, pondered for a moment, and met Li Wangchen's eyes again, then suddenly relaxed his brows and smiled slightly, "Although I have not been friends with Brother Qiu for a long time, my actions are often unexpected and I can't stand it. As the saying goes, see If one sees a sword, one can imagine how wonderful Brother Qiu's sword skills are, and it actually gave me a strange and despicable feeling of gratitude, that is, it is fortunate that you have completely lost your martial arts skills, otherwise you will be a great opponent in the way of the sword. I'm so ashamed."

As soon as his words came out, there was another uproar immediately.

One is that he realized that Li Wangchen's previous martial arts were also extremely high, but they were completely abolished for some reason; Chen seemed to be more upright and upright, and the two decided to judge each other.

The noise from around immediately became noisy again, this time it was mostly noisy, many people thought that Zhao Qiuxi had said something against his will and asked him to change it immediately.

But the two people in the field didn't even give them the slightest attention.

They just look at each other.

Li Wangchen was not proud of Zhao Qiuxi's words, but squinted his eyes and said, "So this is the knife you issued, do you want to compliment me a little bit, and make me get carried away?"

Zhao Qiuxi smiled and said, "Conceited and forgetful form is misunderstood in common sayings, but in reality, it has the artistic conception and forgets the essence of appearance. This will be the realm of swordsmanship that my generation dreams of. How can Brother Qiu avoid it?"

While speaking, he waved his hand, and 36 young children stepped onto the ring together, and placed the knife case at 36 places on the edge of the ring.

Apparently, Zhao Qiuxi had agreed to Li Wangchen's words, and wanted to use 36 knives in his hand to fight against one of Li Wangchen's knives.

This precious knife can generate cold light by itself, scorching eyes and dazzling, and it is all lit up at once.

All of a sudden, the light of the knife flickered and radiated brilliantly, exuding an invisible but tangible aura of gold and iron clanging on the ring, and the scattered sharp knife aura made people who were closer to them shy away, their heartbeats couldn't help but their mouths were dry and their tongues were dry. Dry, giving birth to a sense of fear.

Under such power and influence, as the child left, the nonsense of the people around him gradually subsided, and countless eyes were fixed on the two people on the field, and they dared not say more.

Li Wangchen held an iron knife.

Zhao Qiuxi's hands are empty.

Zhao Qiuxi squinted his eyes, and the divine light shot out from the thin gaps, giving people a sense of majestic power, "Brother Qiu, you have already advocated too many matters, and the next first move is to be overridden by my younger brother." Already!"

Before he finished speaking, he was on his toes, took three steps in a row, and got away to the nearest knife box.

He stretched out his hand at the same time as he moved, and when the hand reached the end, the person had arrived.

With a quick copy, it turned out to be an extremely dark knife without the slightest brilliance.

"Brother Qiu, see you, this knife is called Thunderbolt." He let out a long roar, and came to Li Wangchen, "Look at the knife!"

With a flash of light from the saber, it slashed at Li Wangchen with a shrill and sharp howl.

This series of movements did not use the slightest amount of internal strength, and the strength of the physical body was restrained enough, and he did not use the external skills that were honed and painstakingly cultivated.But the changes in his muscles agitating, stretching, and laying out are truly full-strength explosions through and through.

In the eyes of many fifth- and sixth-rank masters, the movement is clear, and the speed is neither fast nor slow. If you feel that if you fight Zhao Qiuxi who is holding back his strength, I am afraid that this sword king is not his opponent.

But if it goes to a higher level, in the eyes of several seventh and eighth-rank "ten heavens, nine places, 19 demons" masters stationed in Daowangzhou, they can see another world.

Their expressions were solemn, because although Zhao Qiuxi's steps were slow, he had absorbed his strength, but his muscles swelled and agitated, and he was obviously fighting with all his might. This would constitute an unbelievable paradox in martial arts.

Naturally, there are often people in Jianghu who fight against each other, but it is normal for the internal force of the eight meridians to be restrained. It is only necessary to confine the internal force in the dantian, and not allow the slightest flow out.

However, the physical strength is naturally developed, and it is difficult enough to retract the strength. There is only one possibility to show a full-strength posture while retracting the strength: one's grasp of the physical body has been practiced to the same level as internal strength.

Just like Zhao Qiuxi's whole body energy, there is also a so-called muscular dantian, as long as he puts his strength in the muscular dantian, he will be exactly the same as ordinary people, no matter how hard he strikes, gnashing his teeth, stomping his feet, he will not burst out Hundreds of tons of strength.

What kind of terrifying control would this be?
They also felt that Zhao Qiuxi's these few strokes were very ordinary, but they could see that if Zhao Qiuxi wanted to be so ordinary, the background revealed behind it would be unimaginable to ordinary people.

But they were also wrong.

——In the eyes of real masters Murong Fu, Wang Yuyan, and Li Wangchen, the control revealed by Zhao Qiuxi's move is terrifying, but this does not mean that this move itself is ordinary.

Even without internal and muscular strength, Zhao Qiuxi used all the muscles in his body when he made a move. This would be all the strength he could use after the agreement with Li Wangchen, and he had used it to a peak level.

This sword seems ordinary, but it has already condensed his knowledge of swordsmanship, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and methods of swordsmanship.

Those fifth and sixth rank goods, even if they have a thousand times his strength, will be defeated by this knife.Those of the seventh or eighth rank, if they still think about the truth behind the sword technique and forget the real sword that is coming before them, he will also wait for the opportunity to find a flaw and have the power to do it.

The King of Swords really lives up to its reputation.

When the "thunderbolt" was about to fall on Li Wangchen's forehead, Li Wangchen saw the opportunity, and suddenly raised his hand, the big iron knife in his hand turned into a dark light, meeting the flying arrows flying in mid-air thunderbolt.

Pong!
The two knives collided and resounded throughout the audience.

No one in the audience knew that Li Wangchen's martial arts had not been abolished, including Duan Yu himself, who knew little about Beiming's magical skills and was confused, but at this moment Li Wangchen was imitating Zhao Qiuxi's same approach, and concealed it better than him. Deeper.

The power they use is roughly the same, but it is not at the level of ordinary people, but slightly stronger than ordinary people. It is a category determined by each other after mutual induction.

When the similar force collided, the two changed their strength in the blink of an eye. The blades of the two knives only collided within one-tenth of a breath, and then rubbed against the blades, and sparks exploded on the blades.

Li Wangchen pulled back suddenly, pulling Zhao Qiuxi's strength.

Zhao Qiuxi immediately felt that the thunderbolt in his hand was sticking to Li Wangchen's long knife, and Li Wangchen pulled back, making him involuntarily lean forward and stumble.I just feel that what I am facing is a white cloud, no matter how fierce the thunderbolt is, it doesn't matter if it pierces through the white cloud, the white cloud curls up and is still as carefree as usual.

Ruyi Heavenly Demon Chain Eight Forms - Shujuan Form.

His eyes suddenly became ten times brighter, he exerted all his strength, stomped on his feet, and arched his back and lumbar spine as he moved, like an old cow plowing the ground, forcibly stopping his castration.

But the key to the Shujuan style lies in the moment when the opponent stops the castration.

Li Wangchen fully grasped the opportunity, raised his right arm and shoulders, twisted his wrist, and the big iron knife suddenly accelerated, and it was pulled down tightly against the thunderbolt in the opponent's hand, making a lot of sharp and piercing sounds and sparks, scorching hot The scorched smell spread out almost instantly, and the target pointed at Zhao Qiuxi's hands.

As soon as the knife was released, it was like thunder falling from the sky, and it melted into Li Wangchen's palm.

A huge knife light visible to the naked eye splashed out.

At this moment, the onlookers could hardly tell whether it was the thunderbolt in Zhao Qiuxi's palm or the thunderbolt in Li Wangchen's palm.

Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu next to each other looked at each other and secretly called out "Hello", knowing that this was the "Wanjun Style" that used one against two to force the two of them back that day.

Any one of the eight postures of Ruyi Tianmo·Lianhuan can be connected with the other seven postures. There are thirty-one thousand one hundred and four kinds of changes in it. "Trick", when the first slash was struck, he never gave the opponent a chance to breathe.

Li Wangchen's sword technique perfectly met such a requirement.

Seeing that his wrist was about to be severed, Zhao Qiuxi made an unexpected move.

He let go suddenly.

Let go.

It turned out that he knew very well that Li Wangchen's stretching style has layers of power and is as soft as weak water. It can be said that Lao Tzu's sentence "Water is good for all things without fighting" can be said to be fierce and vivid. The remnants of the charm of the previous pose will be completely integrated with his own thunderbolt, and that scorched and hot breath is exactly the thunderbolt sword aura aroused by Li Wangchen.

——No wonder "Qiu Tong" doesn't need his own sword, just because his cultivation base has reached the state where he can control all the swords in the world with that big iron sword in between!
——"Qiu Tong" never thought of using the big iron knife as a real knife from the beginning, but as the other hand, but the real knife is in his opponent's hand. What kind of knife does Zhao Qiuxi have? Just take away any knife!

Even Zhao Qiuxi couldn't stand the absurd saber technique, "As expected, it's a magic sword, so it's such a 'demon'!"

Faced with this kind of power, Zhao Qiuxi's only choice is to let go.

With a thunderbolt soaring into the sky, Zhao Qiuxi finally escaped from the extremely gentle power of the Shujuan Shi, while the Wanjun Shi, which is as powerful as a thunderbolt, is three inches closer to his palm.

This action made others exclaim in shock, and they were so nervous and excited as if they were also in the same desperate situation as Zhao Qiuxi.

Zhao Qiuxi withdrew his hand and retreated quickly, the light of the saber had already flashed through the void of his hands before, the air flow was surging, and he was able to dodge him, the gap between the hand and the saber flew back and forth in mid-air, making one feel that he had already The terrifying illusion of being cut off.

Li Wangchen wanted to continue the pursuit, but he had no other choice.

Just because before withdrawing from the battle, Zhao Qiuxi also gave a big gift: he twisted his wrist, and smashed the thunderbolt with all his strength, and the thunderbolt turned into an electric light, piercing Li Wangchen's forehead.

Li Wangchen stepped forward suddenly, raised his head, raised his hand, and waved the knife in one breath, condensing into a thunderous flickering knife light, which suddenly spread horizontally, and the next change was the "bangbang style" that Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu were very familiar with.

The sky is blue and wild.

The light of the knife swirled out, drawing a circle on Li Wangchen's head, and the thunderbolt was caught by the blade.

Li Wangchen twisted his wrist slightly, and it kept spinning around the big iron knife, buzzing continuously, but it never fell down, giving people a strange feeling of being scared but as stable as Mount Tai.

Li Wangchen stopped and raised his head, standing still, with the horizontal knife in his hand, looking ahead.

The best chance of pursuit has been lost.

Taking advantage of the timing of Li Wangchen's return to defense, Zhao Qiuxi in the distance had already arrived at another knife box that he had entered, and picked up a thin and translucent short knife in his palm.With the sword in his hand, he immediately looked calm, and once again became the undisputed king of swords.

The two were not in a hurry to continue fighting, but stood still and confronted each other.

For a moment, the only sound in the arena was the sound of Li Wangchen's iron saber revolving incessantly.

And everyone outside the arena was also shocked in astonishment, for the three moves, two moves, and slight collisions that happened just now, they can see clearly with a little martial arts, but the more clearly some things are seen, the more breathless they are. No pressure to breathe, because they ask themselves that they will not be able to complete any of these tricks.

Even if the power can be greater, the speed can be faster, and the changes can be more ingenious, but if it can't be done, it can't be done.

They finally understood that this might be a duel with restrained spirits, but it was definitely not a fight between the weak as they imagined.

The audience was silent for a while, and suddenly there was the first applause.

Afterwards, the sound was overwhelming.

(End of this chapter)