Collapse, surrender to me!

Yanqing is very skilled in martial arts.

As the strongest genius in Luofu.

It also lives up to the reputation of "Sword Embryo Martial Bones" given by the ancestors of Xianzhou.

In a single breath he was able to control six flying swords, releasing and retracting them at will.

Although there are only six of them.

But Grayshu felt as if she was facing an army of thousands.

The six flying swords shuttled back and forth, constantly locking onto the attack locations, and would adjust accordingly when Grayshu made a move.

Pulled around and moved the whole body.

But on the other hand, Yanqing didn't feel very comfortable.

It was as if all his attack intentions had been seen through, so he had to keep changing his tactics. As a result, after half a day, none of his flying swords were able to launch a real attack.

But Grayshu had no intention of continuing to waste time like this.

Suddenly, in Yanqing's eyes.

It seemed as if a fire that would never go out was burning in Gresh's body.

Destruction and killing filled every corner of the void.

He raised his hand and punched me.

This was the simplest jab, but in Grace's hands it was very terrifying at the moment.

After being completely dyed with the color of a thousand calamities.

Combined with the blessing of the current spiritual state.

The power of this punch made Yan Qing, who had been unaffected, feel that it was unstoppable.

In his perception, Grayshu seemed to have disappeared, and in his place was a violent demon god, rushing around, without regard for anyone, trampling on everything, and ravaging everything.

This was totally inconsistent with what he had learned about Grayshu's personality.

Second personality?

Or is this the real world deep inside Graceau's heart?

Yan Qing was caught off guard by this sudden change.

It was like the opponent suddenly changed.

But he reacted quickly and took it immediately.

But then, Yan Qing found that he was still too naive.

The punch Gray Xiu just delivered was devastating and unstoppable.

But in the next second, the whole person suddenly changed his style, and he was like a peerless assassin, traveling thousands of miles alone, with his sword unsheathed, and the moment was eternal.

Two different styles appear on her.

No sense of inconsistency.

This is no longer a change in martial arts style, but a change in the essence of the soul.

Yanqing himself is an extremely skilled swordsman.

Naturally, one understands that the highest realm of martial arts is to penetrate into the human soul, that is, to form the sword intent.

When true masters compete, if they want to display their highest level, they must resonate with the essence of their own soul.

For example, if a person is essentially a dark person, if he practices any upright martial arts, he will suffer a mental breakdown and feel extremely uncomfortable.

And an upright person should not practice dark and cruel kung fu, or he might end up ruining his own martial arts skills.

But it was different with Grace. In Yan Qing's opinion, the changes in style between Grace's moves were like many souls occupying her spiritual world, changing like a revolving lantern.

Sometimes, Grayshu's soul is a brave and invincible leader, sometimes a peerless assassin, sometimes a killing demon, and sometimes a bottomless wise man...

Yanqing was able to hold out from the beginning.

To use the term "high emotional intelligence", the only thing we can do now is to defend ourselves.

The way to express low emotional intelligence is to get beaten.

Grayshu's moves change effortlessly and freely, but Yanqing can't do that.

Yan Qing even felt that he was not fighting against one person at all, but a group of perverts whose realm had been elevated by Grayshu.

Chapter 159: I’m not the only genius!

Yanqing often said:

"There is no one who can rival me on Luofu, but looking at the interstellar space... that is not always the case."

It can be said that Grayshu is the first powerful enemy he encountered from outside Luofu.

All these methods are incredible.

He could see that Grace didn't seem to be very serious.

After all, for Grayshu, in terms of practice, sparring and fighting are just a means to stimulate human potential and exercise will.

This is a high-efficiency, high-risk, high-return practice method.

Yan Qing was just like this, fighting at a young age.

But Grayshu has always felt that traveling is much faster than practicing through fighting and killing.

So I just used almost the same amount of strength to deal with Yan Qing.

This also makes it easier to observe Yan Qing's swordsmanship.

Theoretically speaking, if it wasn't a crushing defeat, fighting with Grayshu would be extremely uncomfortable and impossible to predict. Sometimes, it seemed as if she had reached her limit, but in the blink of an eye, her strength would rise again. Facing such a person was simply a torture for his opponent.

Yanqing was very tortured.

But he did not give up. Instead, he took the punches and escaped from the continuous attacks.

Reorganize the sword.

Grayshu did not pursue, but quietly watched Yan Qing build up his strength, even though he knew that he would be facing a devastating blow from the opponent next.

But there was no thought of interrupting in advance, just like the attitude of a scholar facing a changing experimental subject.

With his young mind, he couldn't stand that kind of look.

He took a step forward, his arms shaking slightly, and suddenly the six long swords that he originally controlled to shuttle through the void lost control one after another and fell from mid-air, leaving only the sword in his palm.

When masters fight, it only takes a split second. Now Yan Qing is finally going to show his real skills.

Boom!

Yan Qing pointed his five fingers toward the sky, and the long sword in his hand was like an iceberg pressing down on the ground.

The next moment, the long sword flew out of his hand and fell from the sky like Mount Buzhou.

There is no hiding, no avoiding.

However, when Yan Qing's attack reached her body, Gray's body seemed to disappear.

The fatal blow missed.

However, Yan Qing actually had a feeling that he couldn't find any attacking point at all.

In his eyes, Grayshu was clearly still there, but no matter where he attacked, it seemed meaningless.

The situation suddenly came to a standstill here.

To outsiders, it seemed that the two men just fought for a few rounds and then suddenly separated, with both sides looking for the other's flaws.

"Lord Yan was unable to subdue her?!" When Yan Qing's Yunqi guards saw this scene, they were deeply upset.

After defeating the Fengrao people.

For a very long time.

No one could last three rounds against Yan Qing. No, there was not even anyone worthy of Yan Qing's attack.

As far as he could remember, Lord Yanqing had never competed with anyone like this before.

And now, Grayxiu and Yanqing have fought for several rounds and Grayxiu is not at a disadvantage. This can almost change his worldview. He even feels like he is in an illusion.

He thought that what he was seeing now was all a dream.

"Could it be that Lord Yanqing will lose today?"

An idea came into the mind of the guard, but then he shook his head.

"Impossible. The general once said that Lord Yanqing is the most talented person in the history of Xianzhou. He has never seen such a genius before. How could he lose?"

The guards still have confidence.

But Yanqing's own confidence was getting lower and lower.

especially.

When Gray picked up a long sword that had fallen to the ground.

His aura suddenly changed and pointed at him.

The last string broke.

Although Grace's imitation was clumsy, the meaning was very accurate.

All that is lacking is time to polish it.

Just like Grayshu could transform into other people in this battle, Yan Qing knew very well that in the near future, there would be another one of him.

He sighed, sheathed his sword, and held out his hand.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The girl naturally handed the sword over with her backhand, and the aura that did not belong to her also dissipated, and was replaced by Grayshu.

The tense atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

"Is my swordsmanship really that easy to learn?"

Yan Qing asked with a dazed look in his eyes.

He had practiced for so long, and the sword technique that had made him invincible in Luofu except for the general, was learned by Grayshu?

Although because of the concern that this is Changletian, most of the power is controlled.

But it's much the same with Grace.

As it stands now, even if we change from sparring to full-force combat, the result will not change.

Yanqing can accept being defeated normally.

But I can't accept this.

After all, what is the difference between me now and the clown?

He now finally understood why Grayshu had made a sound of squeaking when she talked about the future she had seen before.

Who can bear this?

Even if General Jingyuan came instead.

While you are fighting, if the opponent suddenly takes out a god to attack you, Jing Yuan will probably not be able to hold on.

This terrifying learning ability is enough to make any genius pale in comparison.

"This is... a racial talent. I'll just get used to it."

Grayshu said comfortingly.

"Talent?"

Yan Qing felt much better after listening to Grayxiu's explanation.