Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 32

"Jianzong, Huang Bulin!"

"Qizong, Cui Busheng!"

Cui Busheng was probably affected by the influence just now. After being courteous, he did not wait for Huang Lin to give the move first, but rushed to attack first, probably because he wanted to end this embarrassing competition as soon as possible.

Huang Lin was surprised for a moment, but didn't think much about it. He blocked a few tricks and found out about Brother Cui's details.

His internal strength was about the same as his revealed five-success strength, obviously he didn't try his best.

On the other side, Cui Busheng was a little surprised. In order to end it as soon as possible, he had already used half of his skills, but he failed to gain an advantage in the hands of a 16-year-old child.

One must know that he opened up the Hand Jueyin Pericardium Meridian three months ago!In terms of internal strength alone, they are already second-rate. At this age, although they are not top-notch in the faction, they are still above average. (Article 9)
Anxious, and added another success.

Huang Lin was not surprised when he noticed the strength in his hand, and he responded with [-]% strength.

He knew that what he lacked was fighting experience, those people before, at most, just opened his horizons, which didn't help him much.

After finally looking forward to someone who can fight, we can't just let it go.

When the internal force is not dominant, the basic sword style is not very effective. Even the rough Tai Chi quotation he used back then will not be effective when the opponent has spare strength. Instead, it will be used by the opponent. some advantages.

Immediately changed to "Huashan Sword Art", which he had practiced for the longest time and was also the most proficient.

Both sides are the same swordsmanship, but make it look very different.

"Huashan Sword Art" is unpredictable in Huang Lin's hands.

In Cui Busheng's eyes, it looked like "Gu Bo Sensen" came over, but in the middle of it, it turned into "Xiao Shi Riding the Dragon"; he obviously responded with "White Rainbow Penetrating the Sun", but the counter move was only halfway through. , the other party changed to "bells and drums ringing" again!
For a while, it was a bit chaotic.

As a last resort, another success force was added to stabilize the situation.

[-]% done!
The power of seven successes can only be tied with the opponent!
Cui Busheng, who came back to his senses, looked at Huang Lin in amazement, his heart was turbulent, this is probably not a monster!

Huang Lin was under quite a lot of pressure at this time. If he was holding a sharp sword, he would probably be able to deal with it calmly. Now that he is wearing a scabbard, it may not be easy to win with only five successes, but it is good for practicing swords.

Regardless of what Cui Busheng was thinking on the other side, and no longer thinking about dozens of moves to send people off the ring, Huang Lin cheered up and concentrated on honing his sword skills.

For Cui Busheng's set of "Huashan Sword Art", Huang Lin didn't need to think too much about its subsequent changes, which is also the consistent tradition of the Qizong.

They seldom delve into the changes of moves, and most of them use strength to win.

Therefore, when the internal strength is equal and the opponent is familiar with their own swordsmanship, most of the Qizong people have no other means to win.

The current situation is that when Cui Busheng makes one move, Huang Lin knows what the next two, three, four, five moves will be without even thinking about it, as long as he avoids fighting head-on with him.

But with Cui Busheng's strength, it was impossible to force Huang Lin to fight him head-on.

Back and forth, after more than seventy strokes.

Cui Busheng had put the embarrassment behind him, all he could think about was how to force Huang Lin's sword out.

Make up your mind to increase your internal strength to [-]%, which is a slightly dangerous level, and you have to reserve some spare energy just in case.

Huang Lin suddenly became a little flustered. Before Cui Busheng handed over the sword move, he could still draw it away and return the move, but now he can't at all.

After barely resisting a few moves, he also came back to his senses.

There are still quite a few people behind, although this will only use [-]% of the power, but after nearly a hundred moves, the consumption is not small.

After resisting a move, Huang Lin took two steps back, put the sword in his left hand, put his right hand on the hilt and said:
"Senior brother Cui is amazing, and my junior admires him. If I don't draw my sword, my junior will probably be defeated."

"After this fight, Cui felt that he had lived on the body of a dog all these years. Brother Huang is so talented, and I admire him so much!"

Cui Busheng didn't pursue him either, his right hand held the sword hanging down, his expression was complicated.

"Congratulations! The Scarlet Phoenix is ​​a sharp weapon, Senior Brother Cui, please be careful!"

"choke~"

Under Huang Lin's deliberate foreshadowing, Scarlet Phoenix finally appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Unlike Guangming's disciple Saber.

The Scarlet Phoenix Sword is made of black iron, the body of the sword has hidden patterns, it is slightly reddish, and the blade reveals a faint cold light.

"Good sword! Brother Huang is truly a source of blessing!"

Cui Busheng's eyes were full of envy, among the people in the world, who wouldn't want to have a magic weapon in hand?
"Brother Cui, be careful!"

After Huang Lin finished speaking, he raised his sword and slashed forward.

After taking off the scabbard, the sword moved a little faster.

Seeing that he was coming very fast and the cold light was dazzling, Cui Busheng knew the sharpness of his sword, he didn't dare to block it, so he had to lean out of the way.

Seeing this, Huang Lin immediately spun the long sword in circles, and Chihuang slashed at the waist at a faster speed and slashed horizontally.

As a last resort, Cui Busheng could only jump over the sword light.

Seeing Huang Lin turning back and swaying back, the speed of the sword increased a little bit, Cui Busheng was in the air, he had no leverage, so he could only watch helplessly as the tip of the sword came slanting, the long sword in his right hand wanted to block it, but he used it It's too late!
The red phoenix passed by Cui Busheng's waist, and Huang Lin immediately retreated.

"choke~"

The sword has been put back into its sheath.

"Acceptance!"

Cui Busheng looked down at his waist, his clothes were torn, his skin was exposed, but there was no wound, he knew that Huang Lin had shown mercy.

With a sigh, he stepped down in despair.

"This is "The Three Immortal Swords of Death"?!"

Ning Qingyu was a little surprised, affirmed and a little surprised.

"The "Sword of the Three Immortals" is so famous, I don't think Huang Bulin has learned it at a young age, and it is still very good at it."

Wan Qingji also knows this set of sword skills, but unfortunately only Elder Chen's lineage knows it, and it's not considered sect skills.

Chang Bushao's face turned black in the crowd, and he wanted to suppress Huang Bulin's limelight, but he didn't expect that this guy not only had sharp weapons, but also had unique skills.

After thinking about it, I didn't make any more moves for the time being, and even Cui Busheng was defeated, so the other senior brothers might not be able to sit still, right?

Huang Lin had already begun to recover his internal strength when he retracted his sword. His recovery speed was a bit faster than that of ordinary people, and he could make up for it somewhat.

Still looking in the direction of Qizong, this dinner has just begun, if you don't beat up the Qizong's face, you will feel sorry for the person who spread the rumors!

Just like the wind in previous years.

One by one up and down.

There were 30 people in a row, and none of them could go through [-] moves in Huang Lin's hands!

As mentioned earlier, when there is not much difference in internal strength, what is compared is the change in moves. These people who came to the stage not only do not have superior moves, but even their weapons are too different.

The faces of Qizong disciples in the audience became more and more sad, and the atmosphere became more and more depressed.

A few years ago, he was taught by Jianzong's Feng Qingyang. Although he even beat his own people, they really belonged to Jianzong.

Fortunately, that guy only appeared once, and it was hard to forget that figure.

Here comes another little devil king, but he belongs to the sword sect!
All the young disciples felt helpless, so they could only look at the older senior brothers eagerly.

"I don't know which senior brother will come up to teach you?"

Huang Lin's voice came from the stage.

"here we go again!"

"I don't know which senior brother can defeat him?"

"Is it true that the people of Jianzong are more powerful? Or have all the geniuses gone to them?"

"Huang Mou came to ask Brother Huang for some advice!"

Amidst the yelling of Qizong disciples, one person walked out, and he was still from the same family.

"Qizong, Huang Buqi!"

Huang Lin: "."

"Jianzong, Huang Bulin!"

After Huang Lin heard the name, he looked at him a little strangely.

Is this too much use?
Huang Buqi showed helplessness. He was teased because of his name since he was a child, and he was laughed at by his classmates when he went up the mountain. After a long time, he got used to it and had no angry thoughts.

The name was given by the parents, and arranged by the Zongmen.

Before going up the mountain, his name was Huang Deqi.

After being courteous, Huang Buqi used all his strength to get started.

Among the people who came up to the stage in front, some of them are familiar with him, and they know the depth of those people. Just now, after watching for a while, they came up with "Yangwu Sword Art", and they didn't leave a way out.

Due to his family's learning, this set of swordsmanship is more suitable for him, and the set of swordsmanship is upright and majestic.

"what?"

Huang Lin was surprised, he also knew this set of sword techniques, and he was familiar with all the changes in the moves, but it always felt awkward to use, as if he couldn't use his strength.The experience in his previous life made him understand that this is because of insufficient education!Less books to read!
So he was only familiar with the sword moves of "Yangwu Sword Art" and didn't delve into it.

Seeing this set of sword techniques used by this family now, Bu Mian is surprised.Taking a closer look, this senior brother Huang really has the temperament of a scholar.

Immediately, he calmed down, and started a set of "Xiyi Sword Art" to deal with it.

There was a clear distinction in the arena.

That Huang Buqi sword is powerful and dignified, like a Confucian scholar; the sword moves are mighty, neat and regular.

Here Huang Bulin is full of majesty, and his sword light shines from time to time; as if a person is on the top of a peak, the surrounding clouds are filled with the sound of heaven and earth.

readily!

Huang Lin has never let go of his hands and feet to compete with people of the same level, so the previous one with Cui Busheng was a little bit interesting, and the rest was not enjoyable!
For a while, the two were evenly matched, and the sound of weapons colliding could be heard endlessly.

"It's amazing, I didn't expect that Junior Brother Huang didn't use his full strength before!"

Lou Bulan has already found out those people, and has been paying attention to the ring.

He knew early on that Huang Lin had let go when he was sparring with him, but he didn't expect that even the "Xiyi Sword Art" was completely different from what it was when he sparred with him before.

"Which old man is this apprentice? The "Yangwu Sword Art" has been well practiced."

"It seems to be talking about the old man."

"Tsk, it really looks like it!"

"click~"

After seventy strokes, a faint crack sounded.

Huang Buqi paused immediately, seeing Huang Lin gasping for breath and withdrawing his moves, he also stopped, raised his sword and looked at it, the disciple's sword in his hand was full of cracks, and the gaps on the sword marks were densely packed, it was obviously impossible .

"Ah~"

He also had a good time fighting, but unfortunately the weapon was not strong enough.

"Brother is a great talent, if you are not victorious, you are not martial!"

"The magic weapon is also a part of strength, and Huang Moufei is someone who can't afford to lose."

Huang Lin looked at the back of this senior brother from the same family, admiring him.

He felt that he would not be able to practice this "Yangwu Sword Art", but he admired anyone who could practice it well, including the future Yue Buqun.

After taking a breath, I felt my body that was already sweating, it was quite exhausting!
Looking towards the airbender, waiting for them to continue to master.

"Junior Brother Huang, Wang Mou can't help but feel a little itchy after seeing the style of my younger brother. Can I have a discussion with you on stage?"

The voice actually came from Jianzong!
"Ok?"

Huang Lin turned his head and looked over in surprise. Although he was not active in Jianzong, he didn't offend any senior brother?Seeing that senior brother Wang blinked his eyes quietly, he knew that there might be something hidden in it, so he said loudly:
"Haha, Senior Brother Wang wants to give advice to Junior Brother, and Junior Brother can't ask for it."

Brother Wang burst into laughter when he heard the words, and then stepped onto the ring.

"Senior Brother Wang, please!"

"Junior Brother Huang, please!"

The ordinary "Huashan Sword Art" of the two, Huang Lin sword was not out of the sheath, it seemed fierce, but in fact, he didn't even use his internal strength.

"Senior Brother Lou has the results."

When the weapons collided, the two approached, and Senior Brother Wang spoke.

"who is it?"

"Chang Bu Shao!"

"Thank you, order him next time?"

"confident?"

"You'll only know after you've beaten it!"

"You decide."

It was inconvenient to be polite in the ring, so the two said a few words in a simple and clear manner.

Senior Brother Wang dragged on for another ten moves before he got down amidst the coughing of his senior uncle.

Huang Lin also took this opportunity to recover a little.

"I heard that senior brother Chang Bushao cares a lot for Huang, so why don't senior brother Chang come up and give advice to the younger brother during this inner sect competition?"

(End of this chapter)