Great martial arts system

Chapter 42 Swordsmanship, Lightness Kungfu, and Swordsmanship

After a lot of verbal confrontation, Shen Mingjing won the game. While winning the bet, he naturally became the focus of everyone's attention.

Some people may not have heard of Mr. Ming Jing who is a million-dollar mountain, but how can a young hero with an extraordinary family background not know about Shen Mingjing.

Shen Mingjing is about the same age as them, and belongs to the same generation. However, at a similar age, Shen Mingjing is like a star in the sky. Even the so-called genius in the world can only look up to him.

A young master of a declining sect, a young man who only practiced middle school martial arts at that time, it was just him, with one person and one sword, he defeated the talented heroes among millions of Dashan's peers without losing a single defeat.

It's a pity that the heavens are jealous of talents, and without Shen Bixia's protection, he lost his proud cultivation, as if the stars in the sky fell into the mortal world, and when he seemed to be disappearing from everyone, he was successful in cultivation. Qi Sea Realm is not weaker than everyone present.

This talent seems to be born to make people despair.

However, Xue Wuya, Yin Weak Girl, Han Yifu and other outstanding talents in the entry trials are eager to fight, but eager to fight Shen Mingjing.

If Shen Mingjing was still a strong man in the realm of the seven rounds of the sea of ​​qi, they naturally would not dare to be an enemy, but Shen Mingjing at this moment, like them, was only in the realm of the seven rounds of the sea of ​​qi, so why not?

And if they can defeat Mr. Ming Jing in the same realm, it will prove their amazing talents!

Finally, the entry trial officially began.

The rules are very simple, there is no need to kill the puppets, as long as you pass through the narrow passage and reach the finish line, you have passed the entrance examination and become a disciple of the Nine Heavens Cloud Sect.

No matter what method is adopted, as long as the final destination is reached.

As soon as the elder started speaking, he suddenly saw a person rushing forward without hesitation, and rushed to the front line where the puppet would not attack at the fastest speed, but turned around, facing countless young heroes, slightly With a smile, I don't know what the hell I'm thinking again.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Shen Mingjing.

"Don't be in a hurry, everyone, let me deal with some personal matters first."

Shen Mingjing looked around at the crowd and smiled slightly: "It's not that I have too much self-awareness. There should be many people who want to challenge me, and even put me to death. Come on, it's not too late to go to the narrow road after killing you first. I don't want to be attacked by people when dealing with puppets."

Before the words were finished, I saw a cold light coming, but when I looked closely, it turned out to be a sharp sword.

This is a young swordsman with fluttering long hair, handsome and unrestrained, he kills one person with one sword, without hesitation.

The swordsman genius of Feixue Sword Hall, Feixue Yijian Meng Jianfei!

Fu Qingyun mentioned many young heroes to him before, among them this person is one of the three major swordsmen who came to participate in the entry trial.

Feixue sword is his famous stunt. When the snowflakes are flying, he stabs out with a sword. The tip of the sword just penetrates the snowflakes, but does not shatter them. The sword energy is condensed and does not disperse. Often a sword wins the fruit lightly.

Shen Mingjing didn't take it seriously, he didn't dodge or dodge, and let the opponent stab him with a sword.

When Meng Jianfei's long sword was still half an inch away from Shen Mingjing's throat, it stopped suddenly, as if there was no sign of it going to stop before, it was sent and received freely, the long sword was like a part of his body, and it was powerful.

"Why don't you hide?" Meng Jianfei's voice was cold, and he spoke concisely, as if saying one more word would kill someone.

Shen Mingjing said indifferently: "Just stab it, and then you will know why I didn't hide."

Meng Jianfei was silent for a moment, but he backed away. With a flash of silver light, he already had an extra sword in his hand, and he threw it towards Shen Mingjing, thrusting obliquely in front of him.

"Swords."

Hearing the name of Shen Mingjing, everyone knows that Mr. Ming Jing is one of the few talented swordsmen of the younger generation, and the reason why Meng Jianfei, who is also a swordsman, is the first to come out to challenge is to see Mr. Ming Jing's sword.

"With your strength, it is not enough for me to draw the sword, but you are quite brave, so I will give you a defeat with the sword."

As Shen Mingjing said, with a big move, the long sword was already in his hands.At the same time, Meng Jianfei stabbed again with his sword, faster and stronger than before, and it was the supreme sword technique that would kill with one strike.

However, Shen Mingjing just raised the sword in his hand and stabbed forward, only to see the tip of the two long swords touching, the next moment, Meng Jianfei's sword body was broken inch by inch, and an invisible sword force also shook him. Everyone was blown away.

One sword defeated Meng Jianfei!

Many people gasped, expecting Shen Mingjing to be powerful, but they didn't expect to be so powerful.

Originally, there were some young swordsmen who also wanted to compete with Shen Mingjing, but they gave up this plan at the moment. Fighting swords with them is tantamount to seeking their own death.

"I didn't expect there to be such a swordsman among my peers."

A burly young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes separated from the crowd and came forward. I saw that he was holding a slender sword, one finger wide and six feet long, which was very strange.

"As expected of Mr. Ming Jing, he defeated Meng Jianfei with one sword, and my younger brother also came to ask for advice."

At the same time, another white scholar came forward. He was fair-skinned and beautiful, like a young girl. He was very weak, but he just held an eight-foot-long, palm-wide epee in one hand, like an armchair, without the slightest slack. Feel a little difficult.

Fine willow sword Zhou Wude.

Xue Rufeng, an epee scholar.

It was the other two of the three major swordsmen who participated in this entry trial.

Shen Mingjing glanced at the two of them and said, "Are you going up together or separately? Do you want me to use the sword or don't you want me to use the sword?"

"Let's go, use the sword!"

Zhou Wude and Xue Rufeng said in unison, as if they had discussed it.

After speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Scholar, Zhou will go first."

The epee scholar Xue Rufeng nodded and did not fight.

Zhou Wude chuckled, but in the next moment, all his smiles were suppressed, his eyes were narrowed, all his attention was focused on the fine willow long sword, and only a swoosh sound was heard, and he jumped out.

This person is tall and tall, five big and three thick, but it is a long sword as delicate as a willow, it is really extremely sensitive, and its speed is faster than Meng Jianfei.

However, Shen Mingjing was not in a hurry, just like when Meng Jianfei was defeated by the sword before, he raised his hand and stabbed out with the sword.

The Xiliu long sword shattered, and Zhou Wude flew upside down.

The epee scholar opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to see the mystery, but in the end he shook his head and sighed softly, just raised his heavy giant sword, and slashed out.

This swordsmanship seemed clumsy, but there was a faint sense of ingenuity and incompetence. Unfortunately, Shen Mingjing still didn't care about it. He raised his hand and drew the sword, and the epee shattered inch by inch, and Xue Rufeng also flew backwards.

Three swordsmen, each with one sword!

Some people may not understand the actions of the three of them, especially after seeing Meng Jianfei's defeat, Zhou Wude and Xue Rufeng's actions are simply humiliating themselves.

Only the cave masters and elders of the Nine Heavens Cloud Sect understand that only such disciples are the talents that the major sects really need. They are not afraid of the strong, even if they know they are invincible, they must advance bravely.This is not a life-and-death duel, it's just a duel, what's so scary?If they dare not challenge Shen Mingjing who is far superior to them today, then they will never be Shen Mingjing's opponents forever.

Today's defeat is indeed their most meaningful defeat so far.

At this time, another black shadow flitted out, like a ghost, its figure was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly.

Shen Mingjing didn't take it seriously, and threw away the long sword casually, but wanted to fight the enemy empty-handed.In other words, there is no one here who is worthy of his sword.

"Insanity."

The two words came from the ghostly figure, which seemed like a ghost but not a human being, and made people shudder. Some knowledgeable people had already guessed her identity.

Only this person can cultivate such a strange and exquisite body technique at such an age.

"I'm not being arrogant, but you are too slow."

Shen Mingjing said indifferently, his figure flashed with lightning, and he used Tian Boguang's Wanli lone light kung fu, which directly used the ingenuity of Sandieyun, his body floated like flying, as if he was walking in the air, and when he stretched out his hand to grab it, he caught it. The weak girl, before she had time to react, she unceremoniously threw the crowd away and knocked her unconscious.

Everyone knew that the weak woman couldn't have fainted by herself, but Shen Mingjing's ingenuity when throwing the person flying made the weak woman seriously injured and unconscious.

"Not only is this person's swordsmanship unpredictable, but he also has light kung fu..." Everyone realized this, and they couldn't help feeling terrified.

"Xue Wuya, learn from Mr. Ming Jing's brilliant tricks!"

Only the sound of the long knife being unsheathed was heard, and that Xue Wuya struck out directly, chopping skillfully and naturally like a god.

His Xueling Kuai Knife Eighteen Styles has already reached perfection, and the long knife is like snow and ice, so fast that it is hard to see clearly.

However, Shen Mingjing was not in a hurry, he used the cold ice true energy and the full moon in the sky formula, the cold air froze the moisture in the air, turned into a skate, and he raised the knife to meet the attack.

Xue Wuya was slightly startled, he had never heard that Mr. Ming Jing knew sword skills, and other people had similar doubts, but it was impossible for Xue Wuya to back down in the slightest.

He is the number one swordsman among the young heroes in this entry trial, with outstanding sword skills, not inferior to Meng Jianfei and other three major swordsmen.

If confronted with Shen Mingjing's sword, Xue Wuya thought he would be defeated, but if it was Shen Mingjing's sword, what fear would he have!

He, Xue Wuya, wants to become the number one swordsman of the younger generation, and the number one swordsman in the world in the future!

He wants everyone in the world to know that Xue Wuya's saber is the strongest and the fastest saber.

However, Shen Mingjing performed the Thirteen Flying Sand and Rock Walking Stances that he got from Tian Boguang. The ice blade was as fast as a gust of wind, rushing towards him, making Xue Wuya feel a coldness from the edge of the blade.

The two knives came into contact with each other, and there was a bang, but the two of them did not retreat, and quickly swung the second knives.

Eighteen moves of Xueling Quick Knife, thirteen moves of flying sand and rocks!

These two sword techniques are both fast swords. The two stood facing each other, swiping their swords and slashing each other.

Finally, each other's No. 30 knife was slashed out, Xue Wuya was half a beat too late, and was stabbed in the abdomen. Fortunately, Shen Mingjing didn't kill him, but a skillful force sent him flying and knocked out another one.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Shen Mingjing can easily defeat Xue Wuya, but he only uses swordsmanship to confront the enemy.

If Shen Mingjing wanted to kill someone, the No. 30 knife could already cut Xue Wuya in half!

Shen Mingjing sighed softly. Compared with the swordsmanship that he had practiced for more than ten years, the swordsmanship was indeed much inferior. Even when he quickly mastered the thirteen moves of flying sand and walking stones, it was equivalent to a sharp knife that had been practiced for six or seven years. Acceleration of the level, after all, is just a dead sword technique, not a living one.

The reason why he has such a sharp knife today is even better than Xue Wuya's Xueling Quick Sword Eighteen Styles, but it is thanks to the ten-stroke bet with Tian Boguang that day, witnessing and experiencing Tian Boguang's two swords with his own eyes, otherwise With his saber skills, he may not be able to surpass Xue Wuya.

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