The moment the battle broke out, Qinchuan had already injured two opponents with the sharpness of his long sword!
Qinchuan had not been learning swordsmanship for a long time. Apart from the "Absolute Sword" that he received from the military, Qinchuan only knew one swordsmanship, which was the basic swordsmanship.
Stab, slash, point, lift … Qin Chuan executed each move as if he was following a script. He neutralized the attacks of the surrounding opponents and counterattacked at the same time. He tried his best to protect himself from harm. Rather than saying that his spiritual energy was being consumed on offense, it was more accurate to say that it was being consumed on defense.
Originally, everyone was still worried that Qin Chuan would be too strong and too difficult to deal with. At this moment, they finally relaxed and heaved a huge sigh of relief. If Qin Chuan's strength was only at this level, then even if they had to exhaust him, they would still be able to exhaust him to death.
Qin Chuan's opponents heaved a sigh of relief when they saw Qin Chuan's performance. However, those who had bet heavily on Qin Chuan began to worry. If Qin Chuan couldn't display his invincible might in the end, and if this situation continued, then they would definitely lose the duel!
Xi Yu had at least passed this level. Since Qinchuan could defeat Xi Yu, he should be able to pass this level!
While everyone was worried about Qinchuan's performance, Qinchuan himself felt very good.
When he did not use what he was good at, the gap between him and his opponents was infinitely narrowed, which made him feel great pressure. This not only had the effect of practicing swordsmanship, but also had the effect of unearthing his potential. It could be said that it was killing two birds with one stone.
As for whether he would win or lose in the end, Qin Chuan didn't care. What he wanted was to increase his strength, not win.
In the box.
Ning Ya was looking at Qinchuan's performance. Her eyes were carefully distinguishing each of Qinchuan's movements. She was carefully looking for the subtle mistakes that Qinchuan had made in the battle.
"Qinchuan's attainment in swordsmanship is still not good enough. His sword movements are not smooth enough. Although it can be seen that he has been improving and changing, but it is still not good enough."
Ning Ya said to Yaorao who was sitting beside her while watching the match: "This is only to deal with ordinary Complete Foundation Establishment Stage. If he encounters a genius of the same realm, then Qinchuan's swordsmanship will be severely beaten."
Hearing Ning Ya's words, Yaorao cutely stuck out her tongue and said in a low voice: "Actually Qinchuan is not as bad as you said, right?
He has just started learning swordsmanship, so it is normal for his level to be low. I believe it will not be long before his swordsmanship will greatly improve, give him a little more time. "
When Ma Jiawen who was sitting beside Yaorao heard Yaorao's gentle and lovable tone, the corner of her mouth slightly twitched. She was really not used to Yaorao using this kind of tone to speak, too terrible!
Ning Ya actually didn't feel that there was any problem with Yaorao's tone, so she faintly smiled and said to Yaorao: "What you said is right, Qin Chuan has always been growing, and compared to many of his peers, he is already more outstanding. It is me who was too strict with him."
There were some words that Ning Ya didn't say. She was strict with Qinchuan because she also hoped that Qinchuan could grow up as soon as possible. She was worried that someday in the future, Qinchuan would encounter Shangguan Yuanhao, but he didn't have the strength to kill Shangguan Yuanhao. As far as Qinchuan was concerned, that would be too cruel.
If possible, Ning Ya really hoped that this day would arrive a bit later, so as to give Qinchuan a bit more time.
Yaorao looked at Qinchuan with sparkling eyes, and said with approval: "Qinchuan is indeed more outstanding than most of his peers, and there are very few people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him. At least I haven't met anyone who is more outstanding than Qinchuan."
Hearing Yaorao's words, Ma Jiawen's lips moved. She really wanted to remind Yaorao that the heir of Tiger King Clan was not inferior to Qin Chuan in all aspects, and was even stronger than him. So Yaorao shouldn't neglect that heir of Tiger King Clan, but she didn't say it out loud. She didn't want to make Yaorao unhappy at this time.
Looking at Yaorao's serious appearance, Ning Ya's eyes couldn't help but flash with a touch of subtle color. She had seen all the girls around Qinchuan, and with the exception of Lü Zi, Yaorao was the second girl who looked at Qinchuan with stars in her eyes.
She also had that kind of eyes before.
… …
On the arena, the battle had already entered the white-hot stage. Because of Qinchuan's attack, the number of people who had lost their fighting strength and left the arena had already reached 20 people. And Qinchuan was also not in a good condition. At this time, his body was already covered with scars, and light golden blood was flowing out from them, which appeared extremely mystical.
At this time, out of the ten swords on Qinchuan's back, four of them had already been broken, and now the two swords in his hand were also damaged beyond repair, and were on the verge of breaking.
One must know, the worst grade of these swords was low-grade magic weapon, but now they were broken one after another, the loss was really astonishing.
Roar!
A burst of roar resounded from Qinchuan's back, and a cultivator who was focused on cultivating his body suddenly swelled up, and like a huge black bear, he pounced towards Qinchuan, and ferociously collided with Qinchuan. Qinchuan raised the sword in his hand to block, but under this powerful impact, the long sword was immediately broken, and the huge body didn't reduce in the slightest as it collided with Qinchuan's body. The moment Qinchuan was fiercely sent flying, the surging spiritual power in the air changed into a huge black bear, and waving its huge claws, it ferociously slapped on Qinchuan's chest!
Puff!
Qinchuan immediately opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face suddenly turned pale, and with a plop, he fell into the arena, smashing a huge deep pit in the arena!
Seeing this scene, the audience's cheers suddenly stopped. Everyone looked at Qinchuan lying in the deep pit with extremely nervous eyes, hoping that Qinchuan could stand up and continue to fight, and not choose to surrender for the sake of survival!
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, Qinchuan climbed up from the deep pit with some difficulty. He panted slightly, and grinned at his numb opponents, and said softly, "It's not enough, it's still far from enough!"
"Go to hell!"
An angry roar sounded, and a swordsman took out a golden flying sword, which flew towards Qinchuan like a meteor. Seeing that it was about to stab Qinchuan, Qinchuan suddenly turned around, and the scabbard on his back blocked the sword that was almost certain to kill!
At the same time, he took out two long swords again, turned around brazenly, and charged into the crowd again!
When the crowd saw that Qinchuan had charged back again, their eyes turned red. They were not willing to become a supporting character for Qinchuan, and they wanted to fight back!
Seeing this scene, the silent crowd was once again filled with cheers. Qinchuan had not fallen, and he was still writing his legend!