Chapter 468 of 951
Chapter 468: Stronger technique
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In the Palace Hall of Performing Arts, Bai Zhan is tempering his sword skills.
Since recovering from his injury, he will stay here for nearly half of the
time every day, and will not stop until the training is exhausted.
At first, there will be alchemists to fight him, but after several moves and
wounding the opponent, fewer and fewer people come here.
Weak, it's too weak!
Baizhan was expressionless, and swung a training wooden sword at the wooden
stakes in the four corners of the hall——
These stakes are at least 20 steps away from him, but under the subtle effect
of Kunshu, the sword body still falls on the top of the four stakes in
sequence, and it is almost like a hit at the same time!
slap, slap, slap, slap!
The heads of the four stakes cracked!
The level of those people is almost the same as that of the stakes. Bai Zhan
withdrew his sword indifferently, thinking in his heart that he just tried a
little bit harder and beat them into a cry. This is just a wooden sword, and
only one or two bones can be discounted at most. If it is replaced with a
sword of gold and iron, wouldn't the group of people be able to take it all at
once?
How can such a weak alchemist contend with the enemy?
But I am not much better.
Bai Zhan clenched his fists and let the sweat drip down the corners of his
eyebrows-as soon as he closed his eyes, he would recall the scene of his
encounter that day: the sky was obscured by clouds, and purple electric lights
fell all over the sky, like a thunderstorm. rainstorm.
In front of such a technique, his proud swordsmanship became a laughing stock.
His sword can penetrate the space and go wherever he wants, but in the nine
heavenly thunders with no dead ends, it is meaningless whether he is attacking
or defending. As long as the shaking technique is successfully used, his
defeat is doomed.
In the past month or so, Baizhan has deduced the contest with Xia Fan
countless times in the bottom of my heart.
And there is only one conclusion, unless it is a sneak attack and a hit, he
will undoubtedly die.
That spell is not something he can crack at all.
But can he touch Xia Fan's side in the upcoming war and give him a fatal
sword?
The answer is undoubtedly negative.
Baizhan is very clear that he is not good at hiding his breath, even if he is
dealing with Qingjian Yanqing, the latter can still detect the abnormality
before he moves. The perception of qi changes is the basic skill of an
alchemist, and there is no reason why it cannot be done at the level of Xia
Fan.
Besides, there is a helper like Luo Qingqing behind him.
In the final analysis, I am too weak!
Ning Qianshi is just a cover to cover the Tianshu Envoy, Weihuang and Yu
Linglong are too slanting, he thought that the entire Daqi territory, he was
only under Yuyigan, how unexpectedly a Xia Fan suddenly appeared.
There is also Luo Qing——he has a hunch that this Luo family new star will also
not be underestimated in the future.
This is absolutely unacceptable to the Yunshang layman!
Thinking of this, he swung out the wooden sword again—this time, his blade had
a killing intent.
The four corners of the wooden stakes instantly turned into powder!
"Good sword." Suddenly someone applauded.
Baizhan frowned, turned around, and saw Feinian walk into the gate of Yanwu
Hall.
"Aren't you supposed to gather intelligence on the front lines?"
"There was an accident, but I had no choice but to return to Shangyuan first."
Fei Nian replied, "Senior Bai is practicing swordsmanship?"
"The greetings are forgiven. If there is nothing important, you'd better not
stay here." Bai Zhan said coldly. He is not very interested in the new
generation of Fei's disciples. As a younger generation, this person may be
quite talented, but a slight comparison with Xia Fan and Luo of the same age
will undoubtedly pale in comparison. He agrees that the core members need to
absorb fresh blood, but he is not interested in wasting time on these fresh
blood. In order to attract his attention, he has to raise his level to guard
level.
Feinen not only did not leave, but approached the center of the hall, "I have
been observing the sword skills of the predecessors just now. It can be
described as weird and fierce, but...the shortcomings are not without it."
"What did you say?" Baizhan was startled for a short while, then his face
suddenly sank.
He has never been so judged by a younger generation.
What's more, what Feinianxiu does is not swordsmanship, but magical
techniques. How can it be possible to know the doorway inside?
"The predecessors may think that I don't know anything about sword skills. It
is arrogant to say that, but the skill itself has a certain degree of
commonality." Feinian's expression appeared very candid.
"Then what do you think are the shortcomings?"
"Senior's sword, it's too slow."
As soon as his voice fell, Baizhan had already made an unstoppable blow at
him!
Feinen retreated sharply while throwing a bag of medicine into the air.
Baizhan's eyes shrank sharply, the sword turned sharply, and the straight
stabbing was replaced by the upper one! After Mu Jian turned a weird right
angle, he wrapped the medicine into two. The contents inside were scattered,
not copper wire sinkers, just a lot of copper plates.
So courageous! In a rage, he used his remaining power to chop a second sword
and landed on Feinian's shoulder without mercy.
The latter's shoulders snapped, and cracks appeared in the wooden sword
itself!
Seeing Feinian being struck by the sword to her knees, Bai Zhan said coldly,
"If it's slow, you should be able to avoid it."
Feinian clutched his shoulders and gasped for a long time, "Slow is relatively
speaking. If the surgeon just now was Xia Fan, can Senior still wield these
two swords?"
This question almost pierced everyone's heart!
"What do you mean?" He said almost bitingly.
"Didn’t the predecessors discover that the general swordsmanship only needs to
dance the weapon in your hand, and every one of your strikes is essentially a
kun technique. There is an extra step of conception and operation, so every
shot will slow down so much. It’s not good. However, because of its
unpredictable route, it can often attack its faults, and it doesn’t have a big
impact if it is slow. But when the opponent is also an alchemist above the
blue sword and happens to have a wide range of attack capabilities, this speed
difference is enough to determine the victory. Lost."
"Don't talk about Xia Fan, even Master Mohuang has the means to die with the
predecessors of the hundred-if the predecessors can't make a move before the
opponent can use the alchemy, it can't be said to be fast enough. "
Feinen is slow to say, but Baizhan can't refute any sentence.
He stared at the Fei family disciple coldly, and then he spoke for a long
time, "It sounds good. My swordsmanship itself is based on Kunshu, so it is
impossible that I have to give up this specialty and pursue the most common
skills. One quick sword?"
"Of course not. Without magic, the sword itself is not worth mentioning."
"So you said this just to laugh at me?"
"How come." Fei Nian shook his head, "The biggest limitation of seniors is
that they are only good at Kunshu. If you can break through this limitation,
the situation will naturally become completely different."
"Huh," Bai Zhan sneered, "You should know how difficult it is to practice
magic across the mind."
"It's true, but the listener is not limited by this. No one knows how to
classify those fairy arts, and they don't seem to conflict with xinxing
gossip. As far as I know, there is a fairy arts that fits the swordsmanship of
the predecessors very ..." Feinian got up and approached Baizhan, whispering a
few words in his ear.
The pupils of the layman on the cloud suddenly shrank!
"Where did you know this?"
"When gathering intelligence, you will always hear some inside information.
Don't worry, I haven't disclosed it to other people." Feinian smiled softly,
"Besides, this is just my personal opinion, but for the Seven Star Privy
Council. Isn’t it a good thing to see it happen, what do the seniors think?"