The Way of the Immortal Master

Lin Shenpo frowned after hearing Zhao Jiudou's words.

"Your cultivation level of perfect qi refining is a bit bullying compared to others' cultivation level of seventh level of qi refining."

With the eyesight of a monk in the Foundation Establishment period, he could tell the cultivation realm of the two at a glance.

"The junior is definitely not trying to bully others by relying on his cultivation, but just wants to learn the swordsmanship of Sect Master Meng."

"How about this, the junior is limited to ten moves. As long as ten moves, it must be enough to learn the swordsmanship of Sect Master Meng."

"I just don't know if Sect Master Meng dares to fight?"

Having said that, Zhao Jiudou glanced at Meng Zhang.

In the world of comprehension, there are many things like leapfrog challenges, but they are not common.

It is often some disciples from great sects, relying on the superior skills and secret techniques of the master's sect, to leapfrog to challenge some from small sects, or casual cultivators who have no heels.

Leapfrog challenges are often challenges beyond small realms. Moreover, the higher the cultivation base of both parties, the more difficult it is to leapfrog the challenge.

If Meng Zhang hadn't broken through to the late stage of qi refining, and was still at the sixth level of qi refining, even if he got the inheritance from the Taiyi sect in its heyday, he might not be able to beat Zhao Jiudou, who had perfected qi refining.

If the leapfrog challenge is such a simple matter, then what's the point of a cultivator's cultivation level?

"Since Elder Zhao is interested, I will fulfill your wish."

Meng Zhang looked at Zhao Dong without showing any weakness.

Meng Zhang agreed to fight, but he didn't fall for Zhao Jiudou's simple aggressive method.

The gap between the realms of the two sides is not large, and there is no insurmountable gap. And it was on a high platform, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Meng Zhang also wanted a strong opponent to try his own swordsmanship.

As for Zhao Dong, he was really too weak, defeating him would not allow Meng Zhang to enjoy himself to the fullest.

Seeing that both sides intend to fight, Lin Shenpo naturally will not stop it.

"It's not suitable to see blood here today, I hope you can stop it."

"Okay, let's start."

Before Lin Shenpo finished speaking, the two had already made a move.

Zhao Dong was easily defeated by Meng Zhang, and he was defeated so embarrassingly. If Zhao Jiudou didn't get back this position, not only would people look down on the Zhao family, but as the chief elder of the Zhao family, he would also lose face.

Among the Zhao family's many late-stage Qi refining monks, Zhao Jiudou is the second person who is expected to establish a foundation besides the patriarch Zhao Yanbei. And because Zhao Yanbei is not good at swordsmanship, Zhao Jiudou is one of the best swordsmanship masters in the Zhao family.

As soon as he made a move, Zhao Jiudou showed his real skills, hugging the lion and fighting the rabbit, and he also used his full strength mentality.

A blue sword light came out of its sheath and flew straight into the sky. Then it fell from the sky, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, rushing towards Mengzhang mightily.

Although Zhao Jiudou has not received a systematic inheritance of sword tactics, he has practiced swords for many years and still has some killer moves.

Seeing the momentum of Zhao Jiudou's attack, Lin Shenpo nodded slightly, becoming a little interested.

Many of the people watching the battle below were captured by its momentum.

When Lin Shenpo drew his sword just now, he focused on teaching the Fa. The purpose is to explain swordsmanship. Therefore, the power of swordsmanship was deliberately restrained, but the power was not displayed. Judging from the scene alone, it's not as good-looking as Zhao Jiudou's shot.

Zhao Dong, with disheveled hair, has recovered from Meng Zhang's blow at this time. He glared at Meng Zhang with hatred from below, wishing that Zhao Jiudou would show his might and kill this guy who made himself look so embarrassing.

Meng Zhang's face was calm, the flying sword wrapped around his wrist softened into a streamer, flew into the air, and met Zhao Jiudou's flying sword.

Among the several sword formulas obtained in the place of trial, Meng Zhang focused on practicing two.

A sword art is the lifeless sword, a vicious sword technique of sneak attack and assassination, the sword will kill, Meng Zhang naturally will not use it on this occasion.

Another sword art is the Willow Sword Art of Dancing with the Wind. Its swordsmanship is open and upright, and it is an upright and righteous sword art. At first glance, the swordplay seems soft and weak, but in reality, it is soft and strong, and it has the power of combining hardness and softness.

This sword formula, coupled with the Flying Sword Wrapping Fingers, complements each other even more.

I saw the flowing light transformed by the flying sword's soft fingers, meeting the upside-down Tianhe, looking weak and powerless, and could only float with the wind, as if the external force could be blown away completely if it was stronger.

But no matter how Zhao Jiudou urged the flying sword, how the power of the sword light skyrocketed, Chu Zhirou was still so soft and weak, but he just couldn't be completely overwhelmed by the opponent.

Ruozhirou is like a large dense net, tightly enclosing the enemy's sword light in the net.

The so-called sword formulas in the cultivation world are naturally not just some flying sword dancing moves, but a series of complicated skills including luck methods, techniques for cultivating flying swords, and tricks for mobilizing flying swords.

The flying sword that had been thoroughly sacrificially refined by Meng Zhang wrapped around his fingers, and under the control of Meng Zhang's true energy, it was like a willow dancing in the wind, defusing the enemy's attacks one by one.

The foundation-building cultivators sitting on the high platform were not very interested in fighting with these little Qi-refining cultivators.

This is really exciting to see two people fighting swords, and they all lifted their spirits.

I met Meng Zhang once, and I still remember Meng Zhang's Shan Ying, so I couldn't help but say: "Although this kid from Taiyi Sect is slightly inferior in cultivation, his swordsmanship is really exquisite, and he has realized the beauty of using softness to overcome rigidity."

The foundation builders next to him nodded in agreement, praising Elder Shan Ying for his unique vision.

Lin Shenpo, who was closest to the battlefield, ignored the nonsense over there, but sighed in his heart.

Zhao Jiudou's cultivation level surpassed that of Meng Zhang's, and his years of sword practice were far longer than Meng Zhang's, and his attainments in swordsmanship were not bad. But he didn't learn a sword art systematically, it was just a patchwork of wild ways.

On the other hand, Meng Zhang, even if his cultivation level is not as good as the enemy's, he can remain invincible with an exquisite sword art.

I heard that the Taiyi Gate had a glorious period before its decline. It seems that the inheritance of Taiyi Gate has not been completely lost.

Both Meng Zhang and Zhao Jiudou fought vigorously, and each showed a lot of real skills.

Two sword lights danced in the sky, coming and going like the wind, tightly entangled with each other.

After watching for a while, Lin Shenpo, who felt that he had seen through the details of the swordsmanship of both sides, became a little impatient.

A green sword light rose from behind him and rolled directly towards the fierce battle in the arena.

Being rolled by the green sword light, both Meng Zhang and Zhao Jiudou felt that their flying swords were out of control. Before the two could react, their respective flying swords landed in front of them.

"Okay, the ten moves have already passed. Unless you fight to the death, it will be difficult for you to tell the winner in a short time."

"Today's battle, let's consider it a tie."

Lin Shenpo had already spoken, and the two of them naturally dared to follow suit.

Picking up their own flying swords, they each left the high platform and returned to their seats.

Meng Zhang secretly cried out what a pity.

I have only practiced the trick of using softness to overcome rigidity in the sword art, but I have not yet penetrated the trick of combining rigidity and softness.

Otherwise, I will give Zhao Jiudou a good look today.