1novels Chapter 132
Chapter 132
The wind is rising again, and the shadow of the sword is fierce!
Cui Jian has fought many professional matches. In his professional career, the strongest swordsman he has encountered is Li Haoyuan from VG. Li Haoyuan's swordsmanship is the best. With a little leeway, Cui Jian was very impressed in last year's Fate Cup.
However, facing Chen Xingran, Cui Jian felt the feeling of being suppressed in swordsmanship once again. Chen Xingran's sword was sharp and fierce, and it had a more flamboyant and wanton feeling than other professional players. He is in various poses and with different poses, freely moving in and out, changing in a myriad of ways, just like a thunder dragon holding a pearl, beating him back every step of the way.
Swordsmanship is the foundation and foundation of swordsmanship. If you want to use the long sword well, you must learn swordsmanship. Professional players have already explored the rules of the game to the peak. With the help of system correction, all of them One move is almost flawless, without years of practice, you can still play a dizzying swordsmanship, even if it is an ancient martial arts master who uses a sword in reality, it is difficult to parry.
But Chen Xingran's sword is different from them. His moves have long deviated from the shackles of the system. The 0% system correction means that he can freely mobilize every muscle in his body to match his vast sea-like swordsmanship. This trick allows the professional players of this era to truly feel the foundation and charm of martial arts.
Thirteen deadly swords, Ziyan Zhenhua sword, Chongling swordsmanship...
Chen Xingran has been learning soldiers since he was a child, and after he mastered swordsmanship, he challenged all kinds of masters everywhere. He has a high understanding and strong learning ability. After fighting with top swordsmen, he can often quickly learn the essence of the opponent's swordsmanship. Director, this makes his sword change a lot, unpredictable.Just like facing Cui Jian's step forward sword at this moment, he didn't panic, he used Ziyan Zhenhua sword's wrist to deal with the sword, and the sword edge swept quickly, directly hitting Cui Jian's weak point, easily breaking it, Then he lifted the sword and directly took away a large number of Cui Jian's armor bars.
The heart of the sword cannot be rested, and the fate of the gods is inaction!
[So strong, so strong, so strong! ! 】
[This sword technique is too good, why do you feel that Cui Jian has no strength to fight back? 】
[He fought back, but it was useless, Chen Xingran pushed back directly, the two people's control of power is not at the same level at all]
[Day, if I can learn half of this sword technique, I can just walk sideways in the game]
[I wonder who is stronger with a sword, Li Haoyuan or Chen Xingran?I really want to see them fight]
The more Cui Jian fought, the more frightened he was. He felt as if he was facing an unfathomable vast sea. The turbulent waves of swordsmanship were full of pressure, and the sword intent coming from all directions made it impossible to dodge.
In such a narrow terrain, the two sides can only fight at close range with the weapons in their hands. This is exactly what Chen Xingran is good at. At the same time, the long sword in Cui Jian's hand also felt crumbling during several confrontations, as if it was about to be released the next moment.
No, I'm going to be blasted!
Cui Jian's expression froze, and he didn't dare to confront Chen Xingran any more. He dodged the opponent's sweeping sword with a short body, and then directly activated the secret technique!
Lightning rush——
The Thunder Fist's profound meaning was activated, and the wind of the fist locked Chen Xingran's position at close range. In the next moment, Cui Jianren had moved behind Chen Xingran. At the same time, he obtained a 20% damage reduction effect within five seconds. Only then did the injury survive.
[Is this how the Thunder Fist secret is handed over? 】
[Originally it was an assistive advance technique, but it was directly used by Cui Jian as a life-saving technique hahahaha]
[No way, you will die faster if you don’t hand in the secrets]
Facing Cui Jian's counterattack, Chen Xingran's expression remained unchanged. He turned around and swiped his sword to block Cui Jian's attack, and then the next moment his arm shook, and the gorgeous sword light exploded in his hand instantly!
The densely packed sword edges criss-crossed into raindrops, like heavy rain pouring down, crushing directly towards Cui Jian with a huge momentum!
Facing this scene, Cui Jian's expression was stiff, and he froze in place.
Rain and stars? !
He knows his own moves very well. Many professional players have imitated this skill of Cui Jian, but very few people can learn it. Cui Jian never imagined that he only used it a few times in front of Chen Xingran. How could this move be learned just like that? !
[Damn, it's raining and the stars are falling? ? 】
[What kind of learning ability is this? It's out of line! 】
【Isn't it true that I just learned it?Could it be that you have practiced before? 】
[Chen Xingran has so many sword skills, there is no need to learn Yu Luo Fan Xing, I have never seen him use it before]
At first glance, Chen Xingran's Yu Luo Fan Xing is exactly the same as Cui Jian's move, but Cui Jian knows this move best, as soon as he came into contact with his sword, he immediately realized the difference.
The sword is more powerful, the blade is sharper, and the speed and rhythm of the attack have Chen Xingran's own style. Compared with Cui Jian's Rain Falling Stars, the attack range is much smaller, but the sword is more concentrated, and each sword contains The strength is frightening!
clang clang-
Cui Jian gritted his teeth, and followed up with the same move of Yu Luo Fan Xing, and there was a short sound of metal collisions in the air, and the two torrential rains collided with each other, biting tightly, and in an instant, the sparks all over the sky directly illuminated the dim hall. , The hum of weapons is endless!
In just one and a half seconds, Chen Xingran and Cui Jian had passed dozens of moves, and their speed was extremely fast, and they were still accelerating!
Chen Xingran's eyes narrowed slightly, and the overlapping sword shadows stayed in his sight for a short time. His hand holding the sword didn't stop for a moment. The sword moves were linked together by him, and a grand sword fight was staged in front of all the audience.
His sword is still accelerating!
Chen Xingran was speeding up almost without an upper limit, the next sword was always faster than the previous one, just like the drums in battle were beating rapidly, and as time went by, the rhythm of the drums became faster and faster, forcing Cui Jian had no choice but to speed up the speed of drawing the sword. He gritted his teeth tightly and followed Chen Xingran's sword edge trajectory without blinking.
[Rely on me, I can't see clearly! 】
[Can anyone count how many swords they produced? 】
[Wori, still fast? 】
[This horse riding is too scary, what reaction speed? ? 】
[I give up, wait for slow motion to analyze the video, I can't see clearly at all...]
【Cui Jian can't hold it anymore? ! 】
This kind of confrontation purely relying on reaction force and sword speed is compared with the most basic fighting skills, the hard power of seeing the tricks, there is no room for tricks, both sides seem to be on the high speed, and the accelerator is stepped on at the same time. , into a terrifying rhythm.In the narrow battlefield built by the poisonous circle, there is no room to move around, and there is no gap to pull and avoid, just fighting, endless fighting, endless fighting!
At first, Cui Jian could still keep up with Chen Xingran's rhythm, but as the rhythm of the knife fight further accelerated, the sword shadows in front of him were almost connected together, and he didn't dare to spend any more time thinking, so he could only rely on instinct to grow up. Time-honored professional training allowed him to draw the sword almost reflexively, but in this kind of battlefield where he competed for hard power, how could he compare to Chen Xingran, who had been immersed in the art of weapons for many years?
clang clang clang! !
The dense sword light didn't stop for a moment, Cui Jian soon felt that he had reached the limit, but Chen Xingran still didn't stop!
Cui Jian was extremely horrified in his heart, and even had some doubts about life——Where is the limit of this Chen Xingran?The rhythm of this knife fight is so fast that people can't see it clearly, almost beyond the limit of reaction power, but every move and every style of Chen Xingran seems to need no thinking. Showing an attitude of ease? !
Chong——! ! !
Finally, under Chen Xingran's oppressive force like a black cloud, Cui Jian could no longer keep up with the terrifying speed of facing the sword, and with a buzzing sound, the sword in his hand came out.
Explosive knife! !
In the professional arena, especially among the top professional players, it is very rare for the knife to explode. However, under such conditions, both sides have no way to retreat. They have pushed out all their cards, discarded all tactics and tricks, and put life and death at stake. At both ends of the balance, unless one side explodes, the battle will be endless.
Obviously, Chen Xingran was superior in the simple and crude swordsmanship battle.
The clouds are heavy and the sky is raining, and the sword is clanging——
The flames from the collision of weapons subsided in an instant, and the hall on the first floor returned to darkness, but in the next instant, a cold light, like a fleeting thunder in the night sky, lit up the long night!
Chen Xingran flipped his wrist, and the sword light returned to one point in an instant. At this moment, it seemed that all the air around him collapsed and condensed at the same time, and then the killing intent suddenly burst out, spreading to the long sword in his hand!
Bravery and soul-shattering, all demons gather together.
Hidden in the box of the spirit sword, this sword will not cut evenly——
In a trance, there seemed to be a dragon chant in the void, shaking Cui Jian's liver and gallbladder. In the last moment when he turned into a soul grave, all he could see was Chen Xingran's eyes illuminated by the sword's edge under the hood. And that star point of cold light that seems to be piercing into the soul and stirring -!
This sword is called, White Dragon Kowtow!
Zheng!
-1311!
The terrifying explosion comparable to Jinglei instantly emptied all of Cui Jian's blood volume. This is a dilemma that every professional player has to face when facing Chen Xingran. His strength is extremely concise, and every inch of his body The muscles are all controlled very freely, and the body and mind explode together. Under the judgment of the system, it can deal close to the limit of damage. Even a golden armor full of close resistance can hardly resist this kind of burst damage.
Facing Chen Xingran, anyone who explodes with a knife will die, without exception.
As soon as Chang Zan, who had just finished playing, looked up, he saw the kill prompt popping up in front of him, and an indescribable sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.
Even when facing Li Haoyuan and Lu Mingyu, he never experienced such a sense of despair. In the field of 1v1 duels, he really couldn't think of any way to defeat Chen Xingran.
too frightening.
Chang Zan now only wants to wait until the moment when the poisonous circle spreads completely, and directly fight drugs with Chen Xingran, then there is still a glimmer of life for him, in an environment without the support of his teammates, he wants to defeat Chen Xingran alone , he would not even think about this possibility now.
Fortunately, the main hall of Canyang Temple has four floors, and the terrain is complex, so it is easy to hide. Chang Zan gritted his teeth, took all his breath away, and went up to the roof lightly, leaning against the edge of the poison circle to hide his figure in the night.
All the sounds of the battle subsided, and the entire setting sun temple was quiet. Looking around, the purple poisonous mist hit the sky and covered the sky, blending with the night. In the purple and black colors, the setting sun temple was like the last piece of pure land under the purgatory on earth. The night wind caressed gently, and the tiles above his head made a small sound, but there was no other sound.
Black clouds passed by quietly, covering the moon above the head, all the light disappeared for a moment, and then suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, and a bolt of lightning flashed across the night sky, illuminating the solemn and solemn Setting Sun Temple pale for a moment.
Chang Zan's heart skipped a beat, and an indescribable feeling seemed to grip his heart tightly with the claws of a ghost. He felt something in his heart, and turned around——
Behind him is a huge bronze Buddha statue with benevolent brows and low eyes, overlooking the world. A young man sits cross-legged on the top of the Buddha's head, taking the golden long sword from Cui Jian's hand and laying it in front of his knees. The light brought by the thunder and lightning in the sky His profile is illuminated from top to bottom, like a ghost in mythology who is sitting quietly.
The thunder that tore through the darkness was fleeting, and at the moment when the world returned to darkness, Chang Zan saw the boy move, the long scarf fluttered, leaving a winding track in the frozen light, and an afterimage stopped on his body In the retina, a terrifying murderous aura hit him. The aura was so terrifying that every inch of his skin began to throb like a needle prick.
In an instant, Chang Zan seemed to smell death on the tip of his nose.