Sword King Reborn

Sword skills should originally be one of the fighting skills, but because nine out of ten battle souls in the main weapon category are condensed with great swords, the various sword skills are separated from the fighting skills, and

People in the entire Shenqi Continent, whether they are fighters, warriors, or ordinary people, all have a natural attachment to the big sword.

It is this complex that makes sword skills born out of fighting skills but obviously more enjoyable than fighting skills. The sword is a weapon that is praised by people on the mainland as a representative of courage. Holding a sword is a brave man, so

There are many fighters who are not sword-type fighters but are still obsessed with practicing sword skills. The most obvious example of this is Ye Wushang.

"Did I hear that right? He wants to compete with Ling Feng?" Ma Sanshi puffed up his cheeks. Perhaps because he was too surprised, he didn't pronounce the last word correctly. Situ Qingyang immediately rolled his eyes and said,

"You are a bitch, he is trying to compete with swords." "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue." Ma Sanshi immediately felt several murderous eyes around him staring at him, and he quickly explained with a grimace.

"Did he lose his mind during the sword competition with Ling Feng?" The students in Class B are now extremely staunch Ling Feng Party members. After the Houshan Incident, the cohesion of Class B has reached an unprecedented height. Now they are the only ones who are

They supported Ling Feng indiscriminately, and every student in Class B knew that Ling Feng was good at wielding a sword, so they laughed at Ling Feng with disdain.

Compared to others, Situ Qingyang thought more. Ling Feng's sword was indeed very fast, but it was just fast. He didn't have any gorgeous moves at all, but now Dolonbi's moves were just moves that couldn't be used.

With the strength of fighting, Ling

How much faster can Feng's sword be than others? Situ Qingyang expressed his worries, but Ma Sanshi touched the back of his head and said carelessly: "What's there to be afraid of? All he needs to do is call out the lonely smoke in the desert."

That boy Duolong just lay down."

"Duo Long openly competed with Ling Feng in front of so many people. He must have something up his sleeve." Situ Qingyang directly ignored Ma Sanshi. Ling Feng's sword skill was a unique skill. He could do it without fighting.

If it came out, why would Ling Feng save it until he was desperate?

"Yao Yao, what do you think?" Situ Qingyang shook Li Yao beside him, but found that Li Yao's eyes were wide open, and she looked like she had seen a ghost. "Yao Yao, what's wrong with you?" Situ Qingyang

Asked hurriedly, it took a long time for Li Yao to come back to her senses. Before she could answer Situ Qingyang's question, the competition on the high platform had already begun.

"My sword is called Zhongwu. It weighs seventy-three kilograms, is five feet four in length, and six inches wide. It has two blades and can cut iron like mud." Duolong took out a huge iron box from his space ring.

, when the box was opened, there was a big sword that was all white. The sword was bright and bare, without any decorations. The hilt was also wrapped with several layers of cloth, but many knowledgeable people on the high platform were keen.

I saw an eye-catching willow leaf mark on the iron box.

Ai Xiaoqing was shocked. There were only one kind of people in the world who could decorate the scabbard with willow leaves, and that was Liu Bai and his apprentice. This red-haired boy who looked nothing special turned out to be Liu Bai's.

Disciple, Ai Xiaoqing couldn't help but frowned. In terms of cultivation strength, Liu Bai might not be the best in the world, but when it comes to sword-wielding, even if he searched the entire continent, he couldn't find anyone stronger than Liu Bai.

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The disciples taught by Liu Bai are naturally the strongest swordsmen on the mainland. This is a basic common sense, so Ai Xiaoqing is very worried about Ling Feng. Li Zongguang's eyes also shrank slightly. He did not expect this.

The student who jumped out casually turned out to be Liu Bai's apprentice.

Is the disciple of the Sword Master still coming to the Imperial Academy? Everyone who understands the willow leaf mark has the same question. The sword box represents an unrivaled figure, and the sword itself is also a good object. Situ Qingyang frowned

, whispered: "This Zhongwu is a sacred weapon."

"Even if it's an egg, what Ling Feng has in his hand is a divine weapon." Ma Sanshi said disapprovingly. He already knew the origin of the Wind Sword. It is the main divine weapon of the Wind Temple. If it comes to weapons, Zhongwu can't take advantage, but

Ling Feng always seemed to surprise them because he pulled out the imitation Seven Star Sword from his waist.

The Seven-Star Sword, which is three feet long and two fingers wide, is quite elegant, and it is quite harmonious in Ling Feng's hand. But if you compare it with the mainstream swords in Shenqi Continent, this Seven-Star Sword is a bit funny, Duolong raised his hand

At the corner of his mouth, he smiled slightly and said, "Are you going to compete with me with this sword?"

The big sword in Duolong's hand is like a giant. Lingfeng's slender seven-star sword will break if touched. Many people in the audience booed. Is Lingfeng looking for defeat or something?

"The sword is in the heart, not in the form." The light tone and six concise words made many generals think deeply. It is really rare for such profound philosophical words to be uttered from the mouth of a sixteen-year-old child.

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Duolong's expression changed slightly, and he raised the sword forward with one hand. He heard a "dang" sound, and the heavy sword hit the stone platform. Immediately, a trace that was more than an inch deep appeared on everyone's face.

In front of him, "Lingfeng, I have a big sword here.

One, if you don't mind it, take it and use it!" A red-armored general carrying a big sword stood up. He was a young man in his early twenties, and his whole body was filled with a sense of domineering. This man was Lingfeng.

I am also familiar with Ge Qing, the commander of the royal guards.

All the officials of the Raya Empire breathed a sigh of relief. Lingfeng had no chance of winning when he fought with that tattered thing that was no different from a girl's sword. Everyone thought that he had no sword to use. Ge Qing's appearance made up for this.

Vacant, the big sword behind him is also a sacred weapon, and it is also a sword with a name.

No matter what the result of the actual competition is, the hardware must first be at the same level. Duolong very generously indicated that Ling Feng could change his sword, but Ling Feng slowly shook his head, which made many people not understand. The horse in the audience

The Third couldn't wait to rush forward and pry open Ling Feng's head. If he lost, he would lose a noble friend, and all his previous plans would be in vain.

"I said you two are not in a hurry?" Ma Sanshi turned to look at Little Fox and Sha Tailang. One of them was standing dozing off with his eyes squinted, while the other had a bored look on his face. He couldn't help but get angry. "

There is nothing to be careful about, my young master will take care of him in one round." The little fox opened her eyes, very dissatisfied with Ma Sanshi interrupting her nap.

"Oh." Ma Sanshi felt at ease immediately, "Please." In this kind of head-on challenge, both parties need to perform a series of formal opening etiquette. Duolong holds the sword in both hands, with the tip of the sword resting on the ground. This is one of the starting postures for a big sword.

The more common moves are nothing special, but they are very effortless. Ling Feng holds the sword in one hand, then stands upright. Suddenly, his whole aura changes.

Many people's eyes were slightly blurred, as if they saw a sharp sword reaching into the sky. After rubbing their eyes, they turned into Ling Feng holding the sword. There were no flaws, and the perfect starting position had no flaws at all.

, Duolong bit his lips. Although he only studied with Liu Bai for a while, he heard Liu Bai say that there is no perfect starting move in this world, and there will be flaws in every move.

So after Ling Feng said "please", he couldn't wait to rush out. His sword was raised high, and after running a few steps, it came down again, and then he passed it forward. Something magical happened.

Duolong, who was fifty steps away from Ling Feng, actually jumped forward more than thirty steps out of thin air after these three simple movements, and there was not even a trace of fighting power in the whole process.

"Okay!" There are many people who like big swords, and there are many people who know swords. Duolong's sword won him applause. With the sudden increase in speed, the big sword in Duolong's hand "squeaked"

It was swept out in one go, and the tip of the sword "whooshed" away, making a sound of wind, and then the big sword actually flew out.

Many people in the audience widened their eyes, completely fascinated by the sword skills displayed by Duolong. The sword weighing more than 70 kilograms is not light. After throwing the sword out, he rushed forward and crossed the ground.

Then he clenched the big sword with his palm, and the big sword that spun in a circle fell steadily into his hand. At the same time, the big sword cut off his head with a "whoosh" sound, and Duolong came to Ling Feng without any pause.

In front of me, only a few seconds had passed.

Without any fighting power, he passed fifty steps in just a few seconds with his own speed and sword moves. This is a very terrifying thing, and further shows the extraordinary sword skills in Duolong's hands.

The big sword was like a falling guillotine, the cold blade flashing with a whooshing cold light, while Ling Feng still stood quietly.

"Something's going to happen." Ge Qing's face was very ugly, not only because Ling Feng rejected his gift of the sword, but also because Ling Feng had no way out at this time. With this sword slashed down, even if he didn't have any fighting power, he could still be killed.

Killed.

There were many people who were as worried as Ge Qing, but at this moment, the seven-star sword, which was extremely small in comparison, suddenly moved, and the slender sword body instantly turned into dozens of swords under the wave of Ling Feng's wrist.

Sword shadows, and then all these sword shadows

Facing the big sword falling from the sky, there was a series of metal collision sounds like "dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang."

The top of Feng's head tilted back.

Duolong made a mistake and was almost knocked down by his own sword. Although Zhongwu gave him a sharp edge, he also gave him a heavy sword. He wanted to use a sword that was half as heavy as his own. He wanted to show his lightness.

He was joking, but what Ge Qing couldn't believe was that the thin sword slashed Zhongwu more than a dozen times without leaving a single gap. And he clearly realized that the sword in Ling Feng's hand was just an ordinary elite soldier.

, what is the reason for this?

Before he could think clearly, the sword in Ling Feng's hand swung again. Now everyone saw what it means to dance with a sword, move the clouds and water smoothly, and execute ten moves in a row. Ling Feng stabbed Duolong fifty times in total.

Many times, that black robe was like a beggar on the second or third floor, with stripes and holes.

, As for Zhongwu, he had already been sent flying when Ling Feng took action. Duolong was dumbfounded, feeling the coolness on his body, and stared as if he had seen a ghost. He only saw countless sword shadows waving in front of his eyes,

The sword move was so exquisite that he was unable to counterattack, and he even forgot which move he was going to use.

There was silence again, the same silence, but this time the silence was everyone's silence about Ling Feng's strength. The first-year students finally realized that the person they were jealous of really had the ability to make them jealous, and he was

With such unsurpassed ability, the smile on Li Zongguang's face began to spread, and soon, the smile turned into a hearty laugh.

Among the smiling adults, Ai Xiaoqing's expression was extremely special. It was a combination of shock and disbelief. Ling Feng made this set of sword skills actually the famous stunt of an old friend of his. That person was there.

Thirty years ago he was called the Pillar of Wind, and he was the youngest dragon fighter in the history of Raya!