Chapter 292 The "Five Vermin" Sword Technique Against the Zongheng Sword Technique,

Shang Wuliang listened to the discussions of the students around him with a look of displeasure on his face, "This literary battle is not for you to discuss these things."

As Shang Wuliang's voice reached the ears of the students present, the square became quiet.

"Mr. Han, I haven't even played yet, but the students of Han Sheng Academy are already talking about it. If I lose to Senior Brother Shang Wuliang today, I'm afraid it will damage the reputation of Confucianism."

Ci Song was standing on a pavilion not far from the square, observing the scene in the square with Ning Ping'an and Han Yan.

"Little friend Ci, you just need to give your best this time. I believe in Mr. Ning's vision and I believe in little friend Ci's talent." Han Yan replied.

"In that case, I will change my clothes first. After all, this fight is not just for myself, but also for Yan Sheng Academy."

After saying that, Ci Song handed over to Ning Ping'an and Han Yan and left the attic.

After a cup of tea, Ci Song, wearing a white Confucian robe and a jade pendant from a direct disciple of Yan Sheng Academy, walked slowly to the center of the square.

"Junior Ci, you are here." Shang Wuliang looked at Ci Song who appeared in front of him and greeted him with his hands in hand.

"Senior Brother Shang, can we start now?" Ci Song responded with a slight smile.

"certainly."

As soon as Shang Wuliang finished speaking, a series of discussions began again in the square.

"Senior Brother Shang is so polite to Ci Song?"

"What is the origin of this Ci Song that allows Senior Brother Shang to treat him like this?"

"No matter what his background is, it is really one-on-one. It is simply impossible to win against Senior Brother Shang." . . . . .

Listening to the discussions around him, Ci Song shook his head helplessly. These people's blind arrogance towards Legalism has really reached an outrageous level.

"In that case, let's get started." Ci Song said slowly.

"good."

After Shang Wuliang responded, he took out the giant sword case and took out the blood-stained and frost-stained swords.

This time, Ci Song also took out the Shuihan Sword and the Hanguang Sword from the jade pendant of his direct disciple. He held Hanguang Sword in his left hand and Shuihan in his right hand.

When Shang Wuliang saw that Ci Song was only holding a blue sword hilt in his left hand, a look of confusion appeared on his face. He had seen the Shui Han Sword before, so what was the hilt of Ci Song's left hand?

"Senior Brother Shang, today you and I are facing off with two swords to see who is better in swordsmanship." Ci Song spoke slowly.

"good."

After Shang Wuliang responded, he touched the two long swords, and then the two long swords began to emit monstrous sword energy.

"Senior Brother Shang, if that's the case, let's get started."

Ci Song slowly spoke, and the next moment, golden talent flowed through his body, and the light sword in his left hand also showed its sword body under the blessing of talent.

Immediately afterwards, sword energy intertwined in the square, making a scalp-numbing sound of metal collision.

In the square at this moment, sword auras crisscrossed each other, exuding terrifying pressure.

"boom!"

A terrifying clash of sword energies sounded, and the surrounding students felt as if their eardrums were about to be shattered.

Under the gaze of everyone, Shang Wuliang held two long swords stained with blood and frost, and slowly fell from the air.

Ci Song stood there with Hanguang and Shuihan's two long swords crossed in front of his chest, with a faint smile on his face.

Shang Wuliang took a deep breath, looked at Ci Song, and said softly: "Junior Brother Ci's strength has become stronger again."

"If Senior Brother Shang keeps hiding his strength, I'm afraid he won't be able to withstand my hundred moves."

Ci Song slowly waved the two swords in his hands, and he and Shang Wuliang were fighting each other. It seemed that they were evenly matched, but in fact, Ci Song had the upper hand. Ci Song used the vertical sword method with the light sword in his left hand, and the horizontal sword method with the water cold sword in his right hand. , The horizontal sword was extremely domineering, and the vertical sword moved forward inexorably. The crisscrossing sword energy completely suppressed Shang Wuliang and forced him into danger. If his cultivation hadn't been a level higher than that of Ci Song, he would have been dead within ten moves. defeat.

"If I'm not mistaken, what junior brother uses with his left hand is the vertical sword technique?"

The two swords in Shang Wuliang's hand emitted red light and blue light respectively, and his tone was a bit sinister, "Don't you know, junior brother, that there is a sword move in "Five Worms", one of Han Sheng's six techniques, which targets the Zongheng sword technique? set up."

"The sage discusses how much he should govern, whether he is thick or thin. Therefore, it is not kindness to punish lightly, and it is not cruel to punish harshly. It is just a matter of common practice. The story is adapted to the world because it is suitable for things."

Shang Wuliang's talent flowed through him and he spoke slowly, "Shang will let his junior brother see the sword created by Han Sheng today."

"Although the sword technique of "Five Worms" is not as exquisite as the Zongheng sword technique, it was created by Han Sheng specifically for the Zongheng sword technique."

Shang Wuliang's voice fell, and the two long swords in his hands began to slowly merge. After a moment, a long sword with red and blue light all over its body appeared in Shang Wuliang's hand.

"I heard the teacher say it, but I think I won't lose."

Ci Song looked at the red and blue sword in Shang Wuliang's hand, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He just wanted to see the subtlety of the "Five Worms" sword technique.

"Junior brother, are you ready?" Shang Wuliang looked at Ci Song and spoke slowly.

"Senior Brother Shang, feel free to take action." Ci Song smiled slightly and cupped his hands.

"good."

As soon as Shang Wuliang finished speaking, he rushed towards Ci Song with a red and blue sword in his hand, and collided with the two swords in Ci Song's hands.

Ci Song used the Zongheng sword technique again, but this time, he clearly felt that Shang Wuliang's sword intent had become stronger. Every move and every style of his was predicted by Shang Wuliang in advance. The Zongheng sword technique, which should have had the upper hand, was unable to do anything to Shang Wuliang.

"Junior brother, if you don't show some real skills, you will be in my hands today."

Ci Song used poetry to write, and reciting war stories could bless his own combat power. However, Ci Song fought with him for dozens of moves, but still did not recite, but only competed with him in swordsmanship, which was enough to show that Ci Song did not use his full strength at all.

"Compared to war poems, I am more confident in my swordsmanship."

Ci Song's two-handed sword suddenly pressed down, and a criss-crossing, golden sword energy flashing directly approached Shang Wuliang.

"Junior brother is confident."

Shang Wuliang showed a faint smile on his face, and then slowly swung the red and blue long sword, and red and blue sword energy lingered around the long sword, followed by a huge red and blue sword energy approaching the golden sword energy.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded on the square, followed by a sword energy of hundreds of feet in length, and the terrible pressure made everyone retreat.

When the dust settled, Ci Song was still unharmed, but his momentum gradually became fiercer, and the two swords in his hands released terrifying sword intent.

"Brother Shang, some time ago, after my master taught me the sword-flying method, he also taught me another move. I have practiced for many days and I still feel comfortable with it. Please give me some pointers, Brother Shang."

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