I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 92 Combat Talent
In the courtyard that looked neat but somewhat boring, Li Lang and Sima Sanya each held a wooden sword.

And as Sima Sanya said, her amber sword did not put it down temporarily, but instead carried it behind her back, fulfilling her statement of not leaving her body for a moment... Of course, to put it in words, This is considered separation.

The wooden sword in your hand has a clear texture and a slightly heavy feel. It is obviously made of fine hardwood, then carbonized, and finally soaked in tung oil for a long time.

This can prevent insects and corrosion, increase toughness and extend service life.

The hilt of the sword was polished very smooth, the wooden texture was clearer, and the color was lighter than other parts.

If it had been someone else's wooden sword, Li Lang might have thought wrong in a moment.

But Sima Sanya's temperament made it impossible for Li Lang to reach that position no matter how unreliable he was.

"After the silk scarf falls, you and I can take action together, how about it?" Sima Sanya asked Li Lang.

Although in many passionate novels, there is some mysterious setting that the first move will lead to defeat, but in real fighting, unless the gap between the two sides is very obvious, the first move advantage is a big plus.

People who are truly game-minded and not arrogant rarely take the initiative to give up the first move.

The competition seeks victory, not absolute fairness.

There is no such thing as absolute fairness in this world.

Even death will be particularly kind to some people and cruel to others.

Sima Sanya's suggestion is very reliable. It starts with the silk scarf falling on the ground. It tests not only the eyesight, but also the concentration of a moment, as well as the reaction speed, adaptability and so on.

Usually, those who are not capable will have flaws in almost an instant. Even if they are not defeated, they will fall into a disadvantage and it will be difficult to stand up.

"Okay!" Li Lang agreed to Sima Sanya's proposal, but his eyes were not fixed on the silk scarf in her hand, but on the sword in her hand.

Rather than watching the silk scarf fluttering in the wind, not knowing where it will fly to or where it will land, it is more beneficial to pay attention to Sima Sanya's muscle reaction in an instant.

Even though Li Lang was confident in himself, he would never underestimate his opponent.

The Junshui Sword Sect is not a small sect, and Sima Sanya is not a cat or a dog.

Although Li Lang didn't know her specific strength and realm, he was certain that she was by no means mediocre.

brush!
A light blue silk scarf flew up into the air, and then kept swirling in the wind. Perhaps it was the wind in the middle of the night, which was a little extra flamboyant. The scarf did not fall to the ground in the wind, rising and falling again and again, as if it were... Deliberately provoking people's emotions.

Sima Sanya's mood was always very stable, without any impatience.

Suddenly, she took action!
The sword in his hand seemed to have shortened the space distance, and it had been stabbed directly into Li Lang's heart from six meters away.

quick! allow! ruthless!
She has a deep grasp of the three flavors.

Swordsmanship is a killing skill. No matter how many other definitions are given to it, this is the most basic rule.

Once the sword struck, no matter how thick-skinned Li Lang was, he would not dare to say that his body's defense was extremely strong, that the sword was not fatal, and that he still had the strength to fight again.

"Certainly!"

Supernatural power, feet deep in mud!

Li Lang's range-control magical power can have a powerful deceleration effect. If it weren't for the astonishing speed and the strength to a certain extent, in the eyes of others, it would be like being cast on a body-holding spell.

Li Lang said such a definite word not to show off, but to mislead.

The body-holding technique is a space-type magical power, while the clay foot sinking technique is a magical power that changes the air fluid. The basis of the two is different, and the solutions are naturally different.

A simple misdirection can keep your opponent trapped for a longer period of time. If you don't take advantage of this, you will be a fool.

Sima Sanya was stuck in the quagmire, but she didn't panic. Just before Li Lang's wooden sword cut her throat, she disappeared on the spot.

Then, as if she were going back in time, she retreated back to where she was, as if she had never made a move.

"Supernatural power? Miraculous power?"

"It's a magical power!" Li Lang guessed at the method used by Sima Sanya, and at the same time used his three fingers to ask about the magical power, and estimated Sima Sanya's general cultivation level. Magical powers and supernatural powers seem to be very similar, and even overlap. On the surface, it is just that the effects of magical powers are stronger and more comprehensive.

However, in actual combat, the supernatural power is not weaker than the magical power.

They each have their own pros and cons.

The magical powers cannot take effect at the same time, but there must be a momentary interval.

No matter how short the interval is, the time difference exists objectively.

The exclusivity of supernatural powers has always existed, they have only been overcome, not eliminated.

The magical powers on a divine vein can borrow each other's strength, but they can only borrow strength and cannot work at the same time.

Divine powers are different. Divine powers can be effective for multiple people at the same time. The extent to which they can be stacked depends on the cultivation and ability of the caster.

Miraculous powers and supernatural powers can take effect at the same time, and there is no conflict between the two.

This means that when fighting, a magical power, combined with many different supernatural powers, can make similar tricks and methods become ever-changing.

With the same thrust of the sword, some people call immortals to guide the way, some people call green pines to welcome guests, some people call white clouds to come out of Xiu, and some people call to Changhong to penetrate the sun.

It's not that the moves are similar, it's just that the names are different.

It’s true that within, each has his or her own destiny.

Li Lang was sure that Sima Sanya used magical powers at that moment because no other effects appeared simultaneously on her body.

After a trial, both sides came up with their own special powers.

At the same time, Li Lang also knew Sima Sanya's general cultivation level.

"At such a young age, you have two divine veins and at least six magical powers. Is this a genius?"

"It's really amazing!" Li Lang thought to himself.

In terms of talent, Li Lang is far inferior to Sima Sanya.

Even though three months have passed, Li Lang's basic talent has been improved three times through the Double Ninth Festival.

But personally, he can only be regarded as a talented person among ordinary people, a small-scale genius. Before he can be upgraded to a real top genius, he will have to go through at least three or four more September Double Ninth Festivals. .

Taking a step forward, Li Lang shrunk to the ground just like Sima Sanya did before!
The sword had already reached Sima Sanya's heart.

Supernatural powers: mirror imitation, supernatural power, acceleration, secondary penetration, heavy attack and penetration.

The function of mirror imitation is to retain a certain magical power that was performed not long ago. Regardless of whether it is friend or foe, it can be imitated for no more than one hour.

Before the fight started, Li Lang had already activated this magical power.

Facing Li Lang's swift attack, which was about to hit him, Sima Sanya looked extremely excited.

Then...she went berserk!
His whole body seemed to be boiling, and strange red patterns appeared on his arms and cheeks. His basic speed increased by at least twice, and he narrowly avoided Li Lang's sword.

Then came the fight back.

Snapped!
Two wooden swords met for the first time.

Powerful force came from the other end of the wooden sword, making Li Lang almost stop holding the sword in his hand.

Huge strength, explosive power, gravity... She has mastered at least one type of these power-type powers, or simply the superposition of multiple types.

This girl seems to have a slender figure, with only the rounded areas being plump, but the supernatural powers she masters seem to be particularly inclined towards frontal combat, and the blessing of her combat power is very obvious.

(End of this chapter)