Chapter 569 Weapons
Hearing Qi Ling's suggestion, Yang Wudi couldn't help but be moved, although he also knew that Qi Ling's accomplishments in martial arts were equally astonishing, after all, his swordsmanship was praised by Chen Xin.
But as a martial artist, Yang Wudi is naturally proud. If he is timid before the battle, then he has already lost, so he also readily accepted Qi Ling's challenge.
"If that's the case, then we don't need to pay too much attention to the rules. Let's just compare here." Qi Ling said, pulling out his Xuanyuan sword, "Click until you reach it, just enjoy it, Elder Yang Wudi, you see. how?"
Yang Wudi summoned his own soul-breaking spear, and danced two spear flowers in the air. He smiled and said, "That's very good, Alliance Leader, let's make a move!"
"Elder Yang, you should come first, I'm used to attacking others later." Qi Ling said with a smile.
"Okay, since that's the case, then I'm welcome!" Yang Wudi said, shaking his soul-shattering gun, the body of the gun was like a poisonous snake, and it stabbed at Qi Ling very quickly.
As a long spear, stabbing is naturally its strongest attack, and Qi Ling can only choose to dodge without using his soul power.
However, Yang Wudi's marksmanship, the more you dodge, the more his aura will rise, thus making himself stronger and stronger. This is not only an attribute of the Soul Breaking Gun itself, but more importantly, Yang Wudi's influence on An exquisite control of its own guns.
Every time there is a collision, it seems that Yang Wudi has nothing to do with Qi Ling, but all the onlookers can see that Yang Wudi's gun is getting heavier, faster and stronger! This kind of marksmanship, which is similar to the cloak hammering method, shocked everyone in the audience.
"The broken clan really lives up to their reputation!" Xiaoye said with emotion, "This spear technique alone can make them invincible at the same level."
Qian Renxue also nodded and said, "Yes, I have also heard the name of the Broken Clan. As one of the most powerful martial spirits, the qualifications of the spirit masters themselves will greatly affect the upper limit of this kind of spirit. , and Yang Wudi is obviously an excellent opponent."
"It's just that the best way to deal with this kind of martial arts is to completely interrupt the opponent's guns before he fully exerts it, so as not to let him have this accumulation process. Qi Ling should know this, But why hasn't he stopped Yang Wudi's gun?"
As Qian Renxue said, Qi Ling not only did not stop Yang Wudi's spear, but seemed to be deliberately promoting Yang Wudi's spear.
Looking at Qi Ling's actions, Bibi Dong said thoughtfully, "Little brother, he seems to have some reason for doing this. He seems to be proving something, and he seems to be looking for something. In short, his swordsmanship There is a bit of confusion here.”
"Confused?" Qian Renxue and Xiao Ye were stunned for a moment. Although they were considered top-notch experts, compared to Bibi Dong, their vision was naturally far from enough.
And Yang Wudi, who was present, had the same thoughts as Bibi Dong. He didn't understand why Qi Ling didn't come to stop his gun, but since Qi Ling did this, there must be his reasons. in the end.
After all, for the Broken Clan, there is nothing else in their battle except attacking, and it is this almost tragic fighting style that makes them possess such amazing attacking ability.
When Yang Wudi's gun power is complete, Qi Ling will not be so easy to resist his attack, and even dodging is very difficult, and it only takes one mistake, and the game will be completely over.
However, under such circumstances, Qi Ling still seemed calm, obviously like a small boat in the storm, but no matter how big the wind and waves were, he couldn't be destroyed.
It was also at this time that the onlookers discovered that Qi Ling's accomplishments in martial arts were so exquisite that even if he did not rely on his own strength at all, it was enough to convince everyone.
The current situation is that Qi Ling and Yang Wudi are fighting their own limits. No matter how strong Yang Wudi's gun is, it will eventually have a limit, just like the Random Cloak Hammer Technique also has its own end, and it is impossible to grow without limit. go down.
And Qi Ling's limit is the limit of his dodging, until he can't dodge Yang Wudi's attack, then the competition is over.
The limit of the two sides, as the battle gradually became more intense, Yang Wudi's attack limit had been reached, and Qi Ling could also feel it, and his defense became more and more difficult.
In the end, in the face of Yang Wudi's last shot, Qi Ling's figure retreated leisurely, withdrew from Yang Wudi's attack range, retracted his sword and said, "Elder Yang Wudi is really powerful, I can't stop this last shot!"
Yang Wudi let go of his strength, put his spear on the ground, and said, "The leader admits it!"
Everyone gave warm applause to the wonderful showdown between the two sides. This was undoubtedly a match of the highest level. In terms of technique, it can already be regarded as the top level in the world.
After that, everyone dispersed, and Qi Ling kept thinking about something after returning to his room.
"What's the matter, little brother, seeing your gloomy look, are you worrying about something?" At this moment, Bibi Dong walked into Qi Ling's room and sat across from him.
Qi Ling smiled helplessly and said, "Even sister, you can see it? Yes, I am indeed a little distressed, and I don't know what to say."
"Let me guess, are you worried anymore, obviously your skills have reached the pinnacle, but in battle, there is always a feeling of not being comfortable enough, isn't it?" Bibi Dong said.
After listening to Bibi Dong's words, Qi Ling said in surprise: "Yes, yes, that's the feeling! Sister!"
"I admit that I have not lost to anyone in swordsmanship, but every time I fight with a sword, I always feel that I am not comfortable enough, there is a kind of aggrieved meaning! I don't know why this is. ."
"Little brother, your situation is actually very common." Bibi Dong said, "It's like some people are proficient in various musical instruments, but they can't pour their emotions into them, and after all, they can't play music that can move people's hearts. "Your problem is not with you, but with the sword."
"Sword?" Qi Ling was stunned, "Could it be that I'm actually not suited to use a sword?"
"It's not that it's not suitable, it's that there are weapons that are more suitable for you." Bibi Dong said, "If the suitability of a weapon for a person is 100%, then the suitability of a sword for you is 100%, but What you are looking for now is your own one hundred and twenty-point weapon."
"A weapon that allows you to fully release your power and make you feel refreshed!" Bibi Dong said, "Yes, it's refreshing!"