Promise Sword Emperor

Chapter 13 Vulnerable

Ren Feng has been practicing Fengying Sword for a while.

Now, he has been able to stab out eight sword shadows with one sword, and he is only one sword away from the final perfection.

After all, it is only a low-grade martial skill of the Huang rank. With Ren Feng's comprehension and what he learned in his previous life, it is not difficult to comprehend and practice it. Ren Feng has everything else, except for actual combat.

Actual combat is the fastest way to grow martial arts, there is no shortcut.

At this moment, on the stage of the temporary competition.

Ye Tianxing took out a beautiful-looking sword from the ring. This sword was custom-made by a famous craftsman from Chu State with a lot of money. It can carry the warrior's energy in battle.

"Come on, I'll give you three tricks."

Ye Tianxing believed that, in his eyes, Ren Feng was at most stronger than Luo Gang, who was at the third level of soul building, and his strength was about at the fourth level of soul building, and surpassed the fifth level of Tiantian.

And Ye Tianxing is a sixth-level soul-builder who also majors in swordsmanship, no matter what aspect he can be said to crush his opponent.

A chill flashed across Ye Tianxing's eyes, today he wanted Ren Feng to learn a lesson.

Although there was a lot of discussion among the audience, Ren Feng kept a calm face from the beginning to the end.

"Zheng!"

With a trembling sound, Ren Feng took out the refined iron sword.

Compared with Ye Tianxing's expensive custom-made sword, Ren Feng's sword is extremely ordinary, it can be bought at any weapon shop in Wangcheng, it cannot be compared with Ye Tianxing's sword at all.

Under the arena, several young Ye family disciples laughed when they saw Ren Feng's refined iron sword.

"What, the third young master of the dignified general's mansion, can't even afford a decent sword?"

"I think Ren Feng is just punching his face to make himself fat, and he doesn't know how to use a sword at all."

"..."

Ye Tianxing glanced at the refined iron sword in Ren Feng's hand, and smiled disdainfully.

Said: "Your sword is too bad. It just so happens that I have some unused swords in my hand. Although they are not very good, they are much better than Ren Feng's. Why don't you use them for a while, lest someone say that I am the best?" No martial arts."

Saying that, Ye Tianxing was about to take the sword from the ring.

Ren Feng smiled slightly, "No need, my sword is fine. For a warrior, the quality of a sword is only second. The key lies in the user's comprehension of the way of the sword and the meaning of the sword."

Hearing this, Ye Tianxing's face darkened.

He had already guessed that Ren Feng would definitely not accept his sword, and took the opportunity to mock him, but he did not expect that Ren Feng would actually talk about the way of the sword in a strong tone.

With a cold snort, Ye Tianxing narrowed his eyes and said, "With your strength, you are not worthy of teaching me the way of the sword. Cut the nonsense and let me show you what the way of the sword is."

Under the arena, old man Ye Hong frowned.

Called Ye Yong, and said in a low voice: "Keep an eye on him for a while, don't let Tianxing hurt Ren Feng, if he dares to strike hard, you go up and stop him immediately."

"Yes, Father!"

Ye Yong nodded to express his understanding, even if Ye Hong didn't say anything, he was ready to do so.

Suddenly, there was the sound of sharp metal impacts from the competition platform.

The contest between Ren Feng and Ye Tianxing has begun!

With just one blow, Ren Feng felt Ye Tianxing's strength, obviously much stronger than him.

Through the swords in the hands of both sides, the strength of the warriors collided with each other. Although Ye Tianxing was at the sixth level of soul building, he was stronger than Ren Feng at the fourth level of soul building, but Ren Feng's current body was not generally tyrannical.

After being transformed by the ancient Wuji sword soul, Ren Feng's muscles and bones far surpassed that of ordinary warriors.

In other words, Ren Feng's ability to resist and endure is stronger, even if Ye Tianxing's strength is two levels higher, he still can't pose a threat to him.

After practicing Fengying Sword, Ren Feng's swordsmanship style is more elegant and flexible.

At the same time, he has learned a lot of body and footwork from this martial art, and perfectly integrated it into the battle. The sword moves with his heart, and his body follows the sword.

Coupled with the sword intent that Ren Feng had comprehended from the ancient art of Wuji Sword Dao, his offensive was fast and precise, and his defensive was flexible and steady. In just a dozen or so rounds, he had already begun to gain the upper hand, making Ye Tianxing's face even more dire. Uglier.

"What's going on, this kid is obviously not as strong as me, but why does it make me tired of parrying?"

Ye Tianxing was full of anger.

He gradually discovered that Ren Feng's defense was so impregnable that he had nowhere to attack.

However, Ren Feng's body movements were very annoying, and his sword attacks were always unexpected. Sometimes Ye Tianxing was clearly attacking, and Ren Feng was guarding, but suddenly he stabbed with the sword, making him break out in a cold sweat.

In fact, Ye Tianxing didn't realize at all that in Ren Feng's eyes, he had too many flaws in both attack and defense.

If it wasn't for Ren Feng's desire to practice in actual combat, to verify some of his own ideas and sword skills, perhaps this contest would have ended long ago, because Ye Tianxing has some flaws, which are simply fatal.

If it was a life-and-death fight, Ye Tianxing would have died many times.

The so-called authorities are obsessed, and bystanders are clear.

In the arena, as long as there are any warriors with some strength, they can clearly see that Ye Tianxing's fighting is getting more and more chaotic, without any rules.

And Ren Feng was so stable and elegant from the beginning to the end, completely controlling the rhythm of the battle, Ye Tianxing was almost led by the nose by Ren Feng.

From everyone's point of view, if it wasn't for the fact that Ren Feng was not as powerful as Ye Tianxing, he would have won this competition long ago.

Even so, now Ren Feng is firmly in the upper hand, if he continues to consume, Ye Tianxing will definitely lose.

Including Ye Yong, Ye Hong and others, no one expected that Ren Feng's swordsmanship was so strong, and even some fighters at the Gathering Origin Realm and True Martial Realm felt that they might not be as good as Ren Feng in terms of swordsmanship.

If Ren Feng was at the same level as them, the outcome would be hard to say.

……

"Impossible, impossible!"

On the ring, Ye Tianxing, who was almost insane, had bloodshot eyes, and his hostility was getting heavier and heavier.

No matter how stupid he is, he has already realized that Ren Feng's swordsmanship is better than his own.But Ye Tianxing was completely out of order, and he didn't even know what he was fighting. He had a chance to use his sword, but he was worried, afraid that it was a trap set by Ren Feng deliberately showing his flaws.

Before that, Ye Tianxing had suffered losses several times.

Ren Feng is simply a despicable and cunning bastard!
At such a moment of distraction, Ren Feng, who was already feeling bored, suddenly slammed his sword.

"Chong!!"

The refined iron sword in Ren Feng's hand wound around the tip of Ye Tianxing's sword, and then shook violently.

By the time Ye Tianxing reacted, it was already too late.

Accompanied by the violent vibration of the palm, the huge force actually made the sword in his hand fly, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Whoa! !

The audience was shocked.

Ren Feng won!

He actually picked up Ye Tianxing's sword and flew away!

Simply a complete victory!
Standing with his sword in hand, Ren Feng looked at Ye Tianxing and said sarcastically, "To be honest, your swordsmanship has too many flaws and you are vulnerable, go back and practice again!"

"you……"

Ye Tianxing's eyes were scarlet with anger, he was ridiculed by a well-known good-for-nothing.

Suddenly, a strong murderous look appeared in Ye Tianxing's eyes.

"I haven't lost yet!!"

He grabbed the sword that fell on the ground, and suddenly rushed towards Ren Feng, "Ren Feng, let me see how you take my sword."

While roaring, Ye Tianxing displayed sword and martial arts unexpectedly.

Huang rank mid-grade martial arts——

Assassinate Cloud Sword!
……

(End of this chapter)