Chapter 166: Downhill

At this time, Chen Changsheng's shirt was ragged, his chest was hurt, and it looked so miserable. If he was looked at by Tang 36, he would definitely laugh at him as if he was beaten like a dog, but this is the case Next, he actually wanted Zhuang Huanyu to admit defeat-seeing his expression, he was not telling jokes.
His attitude is very serious and his tone is sincere, so Zhuang Huaiyu is very angry and feels this is a great contempt and insult.
Chen Changsheng did not mock his intentions, but was making calm judgments.
Whether it was because of the autumn rain or because of the increase in body strength, since the burning starlight did not burn him to death, then this means that the snow field can provide him with endless sources of truth, in fact, his current truth Unprecedented abundance-the biggest gap with Zhuang Huayu, now no longer exists, why can't he be confident?
"Why is he so confident?" asked the dean of the Star Picking Academy frowning by the window on the second floor.
Even though Chen Changsheng had taken the first bizarre photos, all the big figures in Kyoto now know that he determined the life star and began to use the starlight to wash the marrow. It has been less than a year now, and Zhuang Huayu has been practicing for more than ten years. Why does he think his true unit level has caught up with the other side?
Chen Changsheng used facts to prove to everyone that his self-confidence is justified, although it is unclear where the truth is.
Zhuang Huanyu stared at him, the Linguang sword inserted in the blue stone trembling slightly, hundreds of sword shadows were regenerated, and he was attacked in all directions, and it seemed that there was another wind and rain in the washing house.
Chen Changsheng held the dagger in his right hand, but the position moved slightly upwards. The tiger's mouth moved to the front of the sheath. If he held the hilt and the sheath together with his palm, he would naturally be unable to draw the sword.
He did not draw a sword, nor dodge, nor did he use his body to resist hard, but he carried a sword with a sheath and struck out.
The sound of tigers sounded in the building, and the wind naturally grew.
Several tyrannical sword winds were connected to the Linguang sword shadows coming from all directions, and there were several muffled noises, and then the sword shadows broke apart.
Fighting true yuan with true yuan is comparable, breaking sword shadow with sword, naturally relaxed.
The expressions of the big figures by the windows on the second floor changed slightly, and finally confirmed that Chen Changsheng's cultivation state was completely different from the previous one. Regardless of the purity or quantity of Zhenyuan, he was at least not weaker than Zhuang Huanyu.
The hands held in Mo Yu's sleeves had spread out. She caressed the window, still expressionless, but her mood was not as relaxed as she showed.
She didn’t want people to see that she didn’t want Chen Changsheng to have an accident. At this time, she didn’t need to worry about Chen Changsheng’s loss to Zhuang. However, Chen Changsheng’s performance and his unreasonable outbreak of Zhenyuan reminded her of many days. The night before, she and the Queen Mother stargazed on the Gan Terrace.
That night, the Queen Mother felt that someone was destined to star in Kyoto, that star was very far away, and that person's consciousness was extremely peaceful and powerful.
Is that person... just Chen Changsheng?
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The big men were thinking about things by the second floor window, and the battle between the downstairs was already fierce.
With a sword and a sheath, Chen Changsheng, with Zhenyuan's toughness to break those stormy sword shadows, his figure was weak, and he came to Zhuang Huanyu in the next moment.
The distance of more than ten feet was fleeting. He did not borrow the sword of Zhongshan Fengyu Sword, but used Ye Shibu.
Zhuang Huanyu had completely calmed down at this time. Chen Changsheng easily broke his sword shadow, making him a little surprised, but he couldn't let him go again. His face didn't have any fear, only to see that he extended his right hand, The trembling of Linguang sword intensified, and the loud sound flew from the ground and fell back to the palm!
Rub rub rub, dozens of endless sword sounds sounded.
Lin Guangjian seemed to come alive in his hand, and the sharp blade spurted into the air, stabbing towards Chen Changsheng's body.
The ground washed by the autumn rain left a little wet yellow sand, which was taken up by Zhuang's feathered sword and turned into dozens of extremely thin sand lines.
Those sand lines are the swordsmanship, which is the direction of the sword that can be seen.
Chen Changsheng can break those sword shadows with True Yuan, but to block these lightning-like sword moves, more delicate sword moves are needed.
The people who watched the battle upstairs became extremely focused. They all saw or heard the story of Chen Changsheng playing Gou Hanshi at the vine feast. Knowing that this humble young nationalist was like Gou Hanshi reading through Daozang. The sword skills of countless Shanmen sects could not help but wonder how he would respond.
Dozens of thin sand lines hit Chen Changsheng's body from various angles.
After the sand line, it was a cold sword.
Chen Changsheng still did not draw his sword.
His hands held the sheath edge and hilt, and he could not pull the sword.
He held the dagger and just continued to fight.
The anomalies are simple and neat, simple and powerful.
It doesn't look like a swordsmanship at all, nor does it see any subtleties. It's like a woman washing clothes by the river and banging the stone with a mallet.
It seemed to be an ordinary blow, but when he raised his dagger and shot it down, at least three big men by the window upstairs exclaimed!
"Climbing stick!"
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Yes, Chen Changsheng did not use sword technique, but stick technique.
He has been reading Dao Zang since childhood and has been reading many books. After entering the National College of Education, he has been reading day and night, comparing with the practice books in the collection library. The sectarian understanding of Shanmen College's practice of law, no one can be stronger than Gou Hanshi.
He was also very diligent in his practice. In just half a year, he mastered many swordsmanship and other practice methods. At the vine feast, he guided Luoluo and Tang 36 to defeat Guan Feibai and Qijian. However, many people have forgotten this skill. His mastery of swordsmanship and spiritual practice is more on paper.
He knows how to use the Wenshui Three Forms, the order and angle of the Lianshan Seven Swords. This does not mean that he can cast the Wenshui Three Forms. It is the Seventh Sword of the Lianshan at will. If you can’t practice, you can’t practice it.
No matter how hard and hard he is, no matter how talented he is, it is impossible to master so many methods in just a few months.
If you want to achieve something in Kendo, you need at least ten years of hard work.
This is true whether it is Qiu Shanjun or Guan Feibai who proves that he will use at least a hundred sets of swordsmanship at the Qingteng feast.
Other people will forget this matter. Chen Changsheng will not forget himself. He knows clearly that he cannot beat any one of Zhuang Huayu or Li Jianjianzong's four sons, even if he can come up with restraint. There is no way for the opponent's sword moves to be used in such a tense and intense battle.
Practitioners at different stages need different levels of fighting. He now needs a relatively simpler and more effective method of combat. He did not expect any sword technique to restrain the Dao Sword of the Heavenly Taoist Academy, but now he can master it proficiently, so he grasps the right hand of the sword and moves down While holding the sheath along the hilt.
This sword-holding gesture shows that he never thought of drawing a sword.
With such a grip, the short sword became a short stick.
He used the stick method.
Upside down stick.
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Three exclamations sounded on the second floor almost simultaneously.
It was the two archbishops of the Templar and the bishops of the sacred temple who exclaimed.
Because they know this kind of stick, because they have not seen it for many years.
The inverted stick is the stick method of the National College of Education. According to legend, it was used as a punishment stick by the Superintendent of the National College of Education to punish students who violate discipline.
The National College of Education has been in decline for more than ten years, and this stick method has naturally not reappeared on the mainland for more than ten years.
The two Archbishops of the Orthodox Church are the major figures of the new school of the National Church, and they are naturally opposed to the National School of Education, which represents the forces of the old school. I couldn't stop wondering, and my emotions became extremely complicated instantly.
Xue Xingchuan and Xu Shiji, who had also seen the scenery of the National College of Education in the past, were only a little later than the three bishops, and they also recognized the stick technique used by Chen Changsheng, and their expression changed slightly.
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The downhill stick is a torture stick of the National College of Education. It takes a rough and straightforward approach. It is simple and clear, and its purpose is to knock down and hurt the students. This stick method seems to have no reason, but in fact there are a lot of reasons hidden. Just like the rules of the National College of Education, you have no way to avoid it, you can only bear it.
Zhuang Huanyu's expression was very solemn, but the sword in his hand did not slow down.
The shooting of Chen Changsheng's dagger is too direct, and it seems that there is no trick.
It seems that the sword in his hand has enough room to stab Chen Changsheng's body first, but the short sword in Chen Changsheng's hand gives him a feeling. If he does so, then no matter how many Chen Changsheng suffers in the next moment Injury, his sword will still fall down and hit him.
Offense, it seems pointless, avoid? It seems that it can not be avoided, then it can only be blocked.
Zhuang Huanyu Zhenyuan came out endlessly, the sword edge broke through the sky and greeted Chen Changsheng's sword.
The inverted stick confronted the Linguang Sword, as if the State College of Education had faced the Taoist Temple.
The newly-established State College of Education, who wants to regain its status within the State Church, always seems to pass this level.
The two swords met in the air, then separated, and then met again. No matter how unreasonable Chen Changsheng's sword falls, it will be blocked by Zhuang Yuyu's sword. No matter how subtle Zhuang Huaiyu's sword moves, there is no way to break Chen Changsheng's sword. In a very short time, the two swords met more than ten times.
A deafening impact sounded in the Xichen Building.
More than ten white air masses kept forming around them, and then exploded in an instant.
Those air masses are the breath that vibrated when the two swords met.
Pappappapap!
The two figures were sharply divided.
Zhuang Huanyu groaned, his face pale, and his right hand holding the sword shivered slightly.
He failed to completely seal Chen Changsheng's sword.
At the last moment, Chen Changjian's sword and sheath fell and hit him on the wrist.
If it wasn't for Zhuang Huanyu's intent at the time, Chen Changsheng's sheath tip was only scratched when he was obliquely thrusting, or his wrist bone had broken.
Fighting head-to-head, with swords against swords, I ended up falling behind myself.
Zhuang Huanyu couldn't accept this fact, and his face became pale.
The next moment, he threw the scabbard on the ground and stepped forward again.
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