Gaowu Fantasy: My Talent Has No Limit

After Xu Xiantong commented on the rehearsal, a new round of battle began again.

The next few groups played fairly well, without any highlights, but it could be seen that they must have worked hard and had solid basic skills.

After watching it for a while, Zhou Jingling seemed a little uninterested. He looked at Chu Yang and asked, "Why isn't it your turn yet? Could it be that you are arranged to fight Han Qingchuan?"

While talking, Xu Xiantong had finished pointing out the battle of this group, glanced at the phone, raised his head and said, "The next classmate is Lu Hongxian's battle... Chu Yang!"

Zhou Jingling turned his head suddenly, with an expression of "No way".

Chu Yang was not very familiar with the other students of the Martial Arts Club, but immediately saw a girl of sixteen or seventeen walking up the stone platform from the other side. She was just over 1.7 meters tall, with fair skin, crystal clear texture, and good looks.

"Chu Yang, you don't know how to be sympathetic and sympathetic, so you don't dare to do it?"

Zhou Jingling winked and joked on the side.

Chu Yang didn't care, it was the same to practice against anyone, and walked slowly onto the stone platform.

Seeing this scene, the people under the high stage couldn't help discussing, looking at Chu Yang with sympathy, not ridicule, but such a thankless battle, winning would be useless, and losing would be even more embarrassing.

Xu Xiantong scolded: "You don't have to be too scruples about practicing duels. What's more, if you encounter female warriors who want to take your life in the future, can you just hold your hands and catch them? Warriors fight regardless of gender. You can only stand or lie down. If you can’t remember this, you will suffer a lot in the future, don’t blame me for not reminding you.”

Seeing the serious faces of the crowd below, Xu Xiantong turned his head, looked at Chu Yang and said, "Don't worry about it, you have only become a warrior for less than a month. This arrangement also considers that your overall strength is relatively close."

Below the stage, Zhou Jingling hesitated to speak.

On the stage, Chu Yang had no way to defend himself, so he could only cup his fists and salute Lu Hongxian, "Please advise!"

Lu Hongxian looked soft and weak, his eyes were as agile as a deer, and he said, "Then I will take action!"

After performing the three-body posture of Xingyiquan, he struck Chu Yang's chest with a split fist.

It's just that the palm strength is weak and weak, and the energy and blood of the first-level fighters have not been displayed at all. After a few moves, it can be seen that the realm of Xingyiquan is just barely introduced. It's just that it's too difficult!

Just like how adults imitate children, they are like lights at night, showing themselves invisible, and the things that have been refined into the bones cannot be hidden.

Seeing that Lu Hongxian's strength is weak, Chu Yang has no intention of underestimating him. The duel training is a training session between classmates, just like how Zhou Jingling taught him at the beginning. The battle is based on a peaceful and friendly exchange mentality, so he patiently accompanied Lu Hongxian. The red line fights against each other, and fights decently, back and forth.

In this way, time is naturally delayed.

The crowd below watched for a long time without deciding the outcome. They were completely pecking at each other, and gradually became impatient and a little impatient.

"What is this beating? It takes so much effort to hit a girl?"

"Hey, with this skill, my grandma can do two tricks with a cane!"

"Your grandma is amazing!"

"Perhaps you are embarrassed to fight back? Let you go up, are you willing to fight with Lu Hongxian?"

"That's true..."

Xu Xiantong didn't care about the discussion below, but looked at Chu Yang in surprise, the students below couldn't see it, but he could see it clearly.

Every move of Chu Yang is extremely smooth, and his strength can be retracted and released freely. He neither threatens himself nor hurts Lu Hongxian. A successful teacher and father are feeding their young apprentices.

Yes, that's hello!

The more Xu Xiantong looked at it, the more surprised he became, and his expression could not help but change quietly. Because of Qi and blood, this martial arts level is much higher than other students. This is because Lu Hongxian has not fully tested Chu Yang's strength. The students here are probably only Zhou Jingling. Compare with him.

Didn't Chu Yang just become a Tier 1 warrior? Could it be that he had been practicing old techniques before, which caused his qi and blood to improve slowly? It's not impossible.

At this time, Chu Yang saw that Lu Hongxian's strength was a little weak, and he seemed to be a little anxious when he heard the discussion.

Therefore, Chu Yang persuaded in a soft voice: "Don't worry, martial arts training is basically a grinding stone with dripping water, and you can't be impatient when fighting with others!"

"I can see that you are very powerful, and you have room for every shot, otherwise I would have lost!"

Lu Hongxian took a few steps back, panting, looked at Chu Yang seriously and said, "Can I fight you with weapons? I don't practice boxing very much."

Chu Yang looked at Lu Hongxian in surprise, and then said, "Yes."

Chu Yang had no shortage of experience in unarmed combat, but it was the first time he had fought with a hand-held weapon, and besides a Tier 3 martial artist as a referee, this kind of opportunity was rare.

Lu Hongxian then signaled to Xu Xiantong, and after asking for permission, he ran to the weapon rack beside him, and after a long time of selection, he returned to the stage with a wooden sword.

The martial arts club must not use real swords for sparring. The material of this wooden sword is a special kind of wood after the spiritual energy has been revived. It is extremely strong and its density is similar to that of steel.

"The thing I practice most is swordsmanship, please teach me, Chu Yang!"

Holding the long sword in Lu Hongxian's hand, his aura suddenly changed. His originally weak face seemed to be shrouded in a heroic spirit, and his eyes were full of firmness. A bit of the posture of a female sword fairy.

"Shua!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Hongxian gathered strength under his feet, and stabbed out with a sword first, and the wooden sword made a crisp sword sound, and came straight to Chu Yang's chest.

Previously, Chu Yang was merciful, so Lu Hongxian naturally wouldn't make a heavy hand, otherwise the sword should have pierced Chu Yang's throat.

At this time, Lu Hongxian was not as jerky as when he was fighting Xingyiquan, his force was round and harmonious, and his swordsmanship was running smoothly, like using his arms and fingers.

"Swordsmanship is fast, but the pace is too slow!"

Chu Yang's eyes were fixed, and he turned sideways to avoid the sword in the chest, and saw Lu Hongxian's wrist trembled, and the wooden sword slashed towards the shoulder again.

Chu Yang retreated while fighting, Lu Hongxian moved the sword like the wind, a mass of sword shadows enveloped his chest, navel and limbs, the sword light kept coming and going, as if it could hit his vitals at any time.

At this time, Lu Hongxian was completely shocked. Her swordsmanship had already reached proficiency, but she couldn't touch the corner of Chu Yang's clothes. It seemed that there was an inch of space, but in reality, it was as if there was a chasm, and it was difficult to move forward.

Chu Yang thought to himself: "This sword technique is indeed difficult to deal with. If it is a life-and-death fight, I can deceive myself and defeat it, but it's just a sparring. It's really troublesome if it doesn't hurt anyone."