Invasion of the martial arts world
Chapter 209 Sword Palm Challenges Zhang Sanfeng
Chapter 209 Sword Palm Challenges Zhang Sanfeng
At this time, Zhang Sanfeng also fully recovered from his internal injuries, and with a rosy complexion, he was still wearing a sloppy Taoist robe. He nodded while holding the wooden sword:
"Little brother is right. Fighting quickly in a martial arts competition requires time and effort. Don't look at my Taiji as slow and fast, it just looks slow. This old man has a little advantage over swords so I can do it first."
Chen Mo stood the wooden sword upright in front of his chest and said:
"Senior please."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, and together with the sword formula with his left hand, the wooden sword with his right hand began to stab forward in a circle on his chest. This sword is the Tai Chi sword that Zhang Sanfeng has learned all his life, and it is also the first time he has fought against someone. It came from the tip of the sword, but as the circle of the sword in Zhang Sanfeng's hand became bigger and bigger, the sound of wind and thunder gradually disappeared.
A sword, a sword circle, thrust forward slowly but urgently, and a strange suction force crisscrossed and stirred from the middle of the sword circle.
The distance between the two was one zhang, and their arms and wooden swords were almost facing each other. Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward, and the wooden sword followed Chen Mo's forty acupuncture points along the sword circle.
The shooting speed is obviously far inferior to Chen Mo's Dugu Sword Intent, not to mention that the Nine Suns Sword Finger cannot combine Tai Chi with strength, yang, and yin. This is unpleasant but not necessarily without powerful lethality. Chen Mo squinted his eyes and the wooden sword in his hand pierced out like lightning.
"Tattoo."
The shadow of Chen Mo's sword is as dense as a shower, but Zhang Sanfeng's sword circle is like a circle. Chen Mo did not move Zhang Sanfeng's sword circle when they collided again and again. Place the wooden sword in the middle of the sword circle very quickly.
Every trick in the world has its flaws. Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi sword was formed according to Tai Chi theory. Although it is extremely powerful, it still has a flaw, that is, in the middle of the strongest sword circle, it seems to be the fastest to swing but the weakest on the hilt.
Chen Mo tapped Zhang Sanfeng's sword so fast that the gravity of the sword circle did not react, and then he stopped and stood on the spot.
Knowing who wins and who loses in a master's fight, Zhang Sanfeng retracted the wooden sword and nodded, saying:
"It's broken well. The only flaw of the Tai Chi Sword is here. No matter how well the sword move works, it is not as integrated with the mind as the body. The little brother's sword move is so fast that the suction force cannot stop it. It really is the best way to break the Tai Chi Sword." Way."
Chen Mo smiled slightly. If it weren't for him being as strong as Dongfang Bubai, it would be impossible to break through Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi suction, let alone other swordsmanship masters. flaw.
Zhang Sanfeng is very satisfied and even gratified. He does not feel sad when the Taiji sword created by his decades of practice is broken. As he himself said, he still has not extended the sword into a part of his body. The Taiji sword is not complete. It would be a pity if it could be broken.
Chen Mo raised the tip of the sword a little bit, and Zhang Sanfeng pointed the wooden sword straight ahead, and started to move slowly. This time, the wooden sword in his hand drew circles one after another, just like there was a piece of drawing paper in front of him. painted on it.
Chen Mo nodded and stepped forward, and the wooden sword in his hand directly showed 46 phantoms. Chen Mo's speed was so fast that he didn't want to be the second person in the world of Yitian. The brilliance of the wooden sword, which was much faster than the defense just now, disappeared in a flash , He had already returned to the original place when the rattling sound of the wooden sword came out.
Zhang Sanfeng looked down at the seven marks on his greasy robe, each mark was on his dead point, he sighed and threw the wooden sword to Yin Liting who was watching the battle and said:
"It's such a fast sword. Unfortunately, I only saw 39. At most, I can only block these 39 with Taiji Sword Art. The remaining seven are impossible to defend against when you stab with overlapping sword lights. If all your sword lights are combined into one The sword stabs out, I think your sword is much more powerful."
Chen Mo was taken aback. He has always focused on the speed of his sword. Every time an additional sword light is added, the opponent will be almost twice as difficult to parry. What Zhang Sanfeng said is not that the more sword lights, the better, but that all the sword lights are condensed into one stabbing power. will multiply.
Chen Mo squinted his eyes and pondered for a while. This Sanfeng is a master at the level of a super master. His unique vision and comprehension ability are much stronger than him. After a little thought, he understood what Zhang Sanfeng meant. Stronger, one sword divides more sword light. Although the enemy is difficult to match, if he integrates all the power of the sword light into one sword, then his sword will be more domineering and terrifying.
However, Chen Mo is still unable to fully integrate at this time. He still has a lot of potential in splitting the sword light. When the potential reaches a limit and continues to split the sword light, it is no longer useful. At that time, gathering a sword will be a sword move in close combat. Ultimate sword.
Zhang Sanfeng's sword move had already failed, but he seemed more happy and satisfied, especially when he saw Chen Mo nodding thoughtfully, he couldn't help shaking his white eyebrows and smiling.
It's not enough time for a cup of tea. Chen Mo suppressed his plan to try it now. He knew that studying a martial art would make the time very short. Now he is discussing it, and we will talk about everything after the discussion.
"Senior Zhang, it's up to Chen Mo to make the move now." Chen Mo threw the wooden sword to Wei Yixiao and nodded.
Zhang Sanfeng raised his right hand like a bird's beak pecking down, and pressed his left hand to form a Tai Chi rotation and said in a deep voice:
"Please."
To be honest, Chen Mo's palm technique has nothing to recommend it. Miyun Qiansha Palm is also based on seeing through the opponent's moves. With Zhang Sanfeng's experienced eyesight and nearly a hundred years of martial arts career, that set of palm techniques is simply difficult to grasp, but the Vajra Prajna Palm is also just Men Gang's fierce attack moves, the palm strength that hits the enemy is incomparable, it is not suitable for this kind of competition.
So Chen Mo didn't use these two sets of palms. Of course, his Nine Suns Sword Finger is stronger than Dugu Nine Swords, but it is a set of killing skills, which is also not suitable for sparring.
A palm, plain and simple forward, this palm is what Chen Mo thought of in the novel Let me do Master Fang Zheng's palm, the simplest is the most real attack, this palm Chen Mo gathers all the true energy of nine suns With Zhang Sanfeng's internal strength, Chen Mo is not worried that the other party will not be able to catch up.
The turbulent palm energy gathered in Chen Mo's palm, and when he was two feet away from Zhang Sanfeng, he spewed forward. Zhang Sanfeng's old eyebrows trembled and his heart was startled. Zhang Sanfeng's jacket shook back rapidly, and as soon as he put his hands together, the Tai Chi strength began to form a rapid vortex in front of him and began to eliminate Chen Mo's approaching palm strength.
"Boom."
With a crisp sound, Zhang Sanfeng and Chen Mo couldn't help taking three steps back at the same time. Chen Mo's Nine Suns Divine Art was powerful, but Zhang Sanfeng used Tai Chi to directly absorb most of it, and Zhang Sanfeng blocked the remaining strength. Chen Mo didn't There is no defeat in victory, but according to Chen Mo's own understanding, the Nine Suns Divine Art cannot exert its full power under Tai Chi Jin, so this trick counts him as a defeat.
(End of this chapter)
At this time, Zhang Sanfeng also fully recovered from his internal injuries, and with a rosy complexion, he was still wearing a sloppy Taoist robe. He nodded while holding the wooden sword:
"Little brother is right. Fighting quickly in a martial arts competition requires time and effort. Don't look at my Taiji as slow and fast, it just looks slow. This old man has a little advantage over swords so I can do it first."
Chen Mo stood the wooden sword upright in front of his chest and said:
"Senior please."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, and together with the sword formula with his left hand, the wooden sword with his right hand began to stab forward in a circle on his chest. This sword is the Tai Chi sword that Zhang Sanfeng has learned all his life, and it is also the first time he has fought against someone. It came from the tip of the sword, but as the circle of the sword in Zhang Sanfeng's hand became bigger and bigger, the sound of wind and thunder gradually disappeared.
A sword, a sword circle, thrust forward slowly but urgently, and a strange suction force crisscrossed and stirred from the middle of the sword circle.
The distance between the two was one zhang, and their arms and wooden swords were almost facing each other. Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward, and the wooden sword followed Chen Mo's forty acupuncture points along the sword circle.
The shooting speed is obviously far inferior to Chen Mo's Dugu Sword Intent, not to mention that the Nine Suns Sword Finger cannot combine Tai Chi with strength, yang, and yin. This is unpleasant but not necessarily without powerful lethality. Chen Mo squinted his eyes and the wooden sword in his hand pierced out like lightning.
"Tattoo."
The shadow of Chen Mo's sword is as dense as a shower, but Zhang Sanfeng's sword circle is like a circle. Chen Mo did not move Zhang Sanfeng's sword circle when they collided again and again. Place the wooden sword in the middle of the sword circle very quickly.
Every trick in the world has its flaws. Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi sword was formed according to Tai Chi theory. Although it is extremely powerful, it still has a flaw, that is, in the middle of the strongest sword circle, it seems to be the fastest to swing but the weakest on the hilt.
Chen Mo tapped Zhang Sanfeng's sword so fast that the gravity of the sword circle did not react, and then he stopped and stood on the spot.
Knowing who wins and who loses in a master's fight, Zhang Sanfeng retracted the wooden sword and nodded, saying:
"It's broken well. The only flaw of the Tai Chi Sword is here. No matter how well the sword move works, it is not as integrated with the mind as the body. The little brother's sword move is so fast that the suction force cannot stop it. It really is the best way to break the Tai Chi Sword." Way."
Chen Mo smiled slightly. If it weren't for him being as strong as Dongfang Bubai, it would be impossible to break through Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi suction, let alone other swordsmanship masters. flaw.
Zhang Sanfeng is very satisfied and even gratified. He does not feel sad when the Taiji sword created by his decades of practice is broken. As he himself said, he still has not extended the sword into a part of his body. The Taiji sword is not complete. It would be a pity if it could be broken.
Chen Mo raised the tip of the sword a little bit, and Zhang Sanfeng pointed the wooden sword straight ahead, and started to move slowly. This time, the wooden sword in his hand drew circles one after another, just like there was a piece of drawing paper in front of him. painted on it.
Chen Mo nodded and stepped forward, and the wooden sword in his hand directly showed 46 phantoms. Chen Mo's speed was so fast that he didn't want to be the second person in the world of Yitian. The brilliance of the wooden sword, which was much faster than the defense just now, disappeared in a flash , He had already returned to the original place when the rattling sound of the wooden sword came out.
Zhang Sanfeng looked down at the seven marks on his greasy robe, each mark was on his dead point, he sighed and threw the wooden sword to Yin Liting who was watching the battle and said:
"It's such a fast sword. Unfortunately, I only saw 39. At most, I can only block these 39 with Taiji Sword Art. The remaining seven are impossible to defend against when you stab with overlapping sword lights. If all your sword lights are combined into one The sword stabs out, I think your sword is much more powerful."
Chen Mo was taken aback. He has always focused on the speed of his sword. Every time an additional sword light is added, the opponent will be almost twice as difficult to parry. What Zhang Sanfeng said is not that the more sword lights, the better, but that all the sword lights are condensed into one stabbing power. will multiply.
Chen Mo squinted his eyes and pondered for a while. This Sanfeng is a master at the level of a super master. His unique vision and comprehension ability are much stronger than him. After a little thought, he understood what Zhang Sanfeng meant. Stronger, one sword divides more sword light. Although the enemy is difficult to match, if he integrates all the power of the sword light into one sword, then his sword will be more domineering and terrifying.
However, Chen Mo is still unable to fully integrate at this time. He still has a lot of potential in splitting the sword light. When the potential reaches a limit and continues to split the sword light, it is no longer useful. At that time, gathering a sword will be a sword move in close combat. Ultimate sword.
Zhang Sanfeng's sword move had already failed, but he seemed more happy and satisfied, especially when he saw Chen Mo nodding thoughtfully, he couldn't help shaking his white eyebrows and smiling.
It's not enough time for a cup of tea. Chen Mo suppressed his plan to try it now. He knew that studying a martial art would make the time very short. Now he is discussing it, and we will talk about everything after the discussion.
"Senior Zhang, it's up to Chen Mo to make the move now." Chen Mo threw the wooden sword to Wei Yixiao and nodded.
Zhang Sanfeng raised his right hand like a bird's beak pecking down, and pressed his left hand to form a Tai Chi rotation and said in a deep voice:
"Please."
To be honest, Chen Mo's palm technique has nothing to recommend it. Miyun Qiansha Palm is also based on seeing through the opponent's moves. With Zhang Sanfeng's experienced eyesight and nearly a hundred years of martial arts career, that set of palm techniques is simply difficult to grasp, but the Vajra Prajna Palm is also just Men Gang's fierce attack moves, the palm strength that hits the enemy is incomparable, it is not suitable for this kind of competition.
So Chen Mo didn't use these two sets of palms. Of course, his Nine Suns Sword Finger is stronger than Dugu Nine Swords, but it is a set of killing skills, which is also not suitable for sparring.
A palm, plain and simple forward, this palm is what Chen Mo thought of in the novel Let me do Master Fang Zheng's palm, the simplest is the most real attack, this palm Chen Mo gathers all the true energy of nine suns With Zhang Sanfeng's internal strength, Chen Mo is not worried that the other party will not be able to catch up.
The turbulent palm energy gathered in Chen Mo's palm, and when he was two feet away from Zhang Sanfeng, he spewed forward. Zhang Sanfeng's old eyebrows trembled and his heart was startled. Zhang Sanfeng's jacket shook back rapidly, and as soon as he put his hands together, the Tai Chi strength began to form a rapid vortex in front of him and began to eliminate Chen Mo's approaching palm strength.
"Boom."
With a crisp sound, Zhang Sanfeng and Chen Mo couldn't help taking three steps back at the same time. Chen Mo's Nine Suns Divine Art was powerful, but Zhang Sanfeng used Tai Chi to directly absorb most of it, and Zhang Sanfeng blocked the remaining strength. Chen Mo didn't There is no defeat in victory, but according to Chen Mo's own understanding, the Nine Suns Divine Art cannot exert its full power under Tai Chi Jin, so this trick counts him as a defeat.
(End of this chapter)
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