The Era of National Martial Arts

Whether this counts as attacking the opponent's strengths with his own weaknesses, no matter how you look at it, he is the one who suffers.

Even so, Fei Xuan still looked cautious.

This meant that he didn't want him to have the slightest chance at all.

Fei Xuan made a starting gesture, Xu Zhen looked confused, he was not very good at it.

Even though he has basic marksmanship and boxing skills, he can't remember many of the basic moves of the Huang-level swordsmanship just now.

This time, isn't it blind?

Helpless, Xu Zhen had no choice but to hold the wooden sword and point at Fei Xuan.

Of course, to others, this is a bit amateurish.

Sun Hao covered his face with embarrassment.

Seeing Xu Zhen's unchanging expression, do you think he is confident?

Who knew, it would be revealed as soon as he made a move.

Fei Xuan stepped forward, stabbing with the wooden sword in his hand.

Xu Zhen didn't know any other sword skills either, and he vaguely remembered that there was a move to block sword moves in Xiao Yu's sword style, and he subconsciously used it.

Immediately, there was a feeling of neither spirit nor form.

Boom!

At this time, the two wooden swords collided, and Fei Xuanchao took a step back.

Fei Xuan clenched his slightly numb fist and said to himself, "What a terrifying power."

Xu Zhen is fine, he is strong in himself, and he has experienced the beast core to condense his whole body. In terms of strength alone, he is more than one level stronger than warriors of the same level.

Furthermore, Fei Xuan's strength itself is slightly weaker than Xu Zhen's.

It's not surprising to be forced back by Xu Zhen's move.

Seeing this scene, Sun Hao finally nodded with satisfaction, even he was not Xu Zhen's opponent.

If Fei Xuan wins this time, then he really has to reflect on himself.

"Come again!"

Xu Zhen tasted what it was like to drop ten meetings with one force, and taking advantage of this momentum, naturally he would not let Fei Xuan go easily.

Immediately, Fei Xuan's face darkened. Their skilled warriors were afraid of such arrogance as Xu Zhen.

Seeing Xu Zhen coming in front of him in an instant, Fei Xuan immediately cast the Drizzle Sword Technique, adding up invisible sword movements one after another.

Fei Xuan didn't see any other changes in his sword moves, but Xu Zhen felt that the wooden sword in his hand was entangled and getting heavier.

After the teacher's explanation just now, he knew that Fei Xuan was superimposing his sword power.

Xu Zhen grasped the hilt of the sword, his whole body burst out with strength, and swept towards Fei Xuan's face.

This blow is powerful and heavy, and he is well versed in the truth of one force falling ten times.

Fei Xuan's hands were numb from the shock, and he seemed to feel the creaking of the wooden sword.

Fei Xuan even suspected that the sick wooden sword was about to fail, as if it was on the verge of breaking.

"Hahaha!"

Xu Zhen laughed out loud, and held the sword in front of him, using the wooden sword in his hand as a knife, and slashed wantonly without any rules, let alone the drizzle sword technique.

Xu Zhen had already thrown it out of the blue.

If he had been using Xiaoyu swordsmanship to fight against the enemy, he would have lost long ago, not to mention being awkward, he was still holding back everywhere.

After Xu Zhen attacked violently, he backed up again and again, his entire arm was almost numb from the shock.

The swordsmanship teacher's original intention was to let the two learn from each other with the Drizzle Sword Technique, so as to improve their understanding of the Drizzle Sword Technique.

At the same time, let other students study and study.

Unexpectedly, Xu Zhen violently interrupted Fei Xuan's Drizzle Sword Technique after a series of berserk attacks.

At this point, the two were no longer sparring.

Xu Zhen almost beat Fei Xuan.

After all, in terms of strength, Fei Xuan was not far behind.

"Your practice is not Xiaoyu swordsmanship at all, it violates the rules of sparring, so there is no sparring at all."

Fei Xuan was extremely depressed, staring at Xu Zhen and said angrily.

It is indeed too much to use cultivation base to suppress people.

The two are just discussing each other in the classroom, not a competition in the arena, so it really doesn't make sense.

"Uh!"

After being told by Fei Xuan, Xu Zhen stopped attacking, took a step back, and smiled apologetically at the swordsmanship teacher: "Hehe, teacher, I'm sorry, I almost forgot to use the Drizzle Swordsmanship.

It's just that my understanding of Xiao Yu's swordsmanship is too low, and I have almost forgotten the moves, so I had no choice but to make this bad move. "

I thought the swordsmanship teacher would be angry, but who knows, he just smiled, waved his hands and said: "It's okay, I can see that you are not majoring in swordsmanship, but you lost this duel."

After all, he had stipulated before that he must use the Drizzle Sword Technique to fight.

And Xu Zhen himself was chopping randomly, without any traces of his sword skills, let alone Xiao Yu's sword skills.

On the other hand, Fei Xuan, although the Drizzle Sword Technique is immature, he has also realized the three flavors in it, which makes him quite satisfied.

Originally, he didn't have to ask Xu Zhen to use the Drizzle Sword Technique to fight against the enemy, saying that even though he said that, his real intention was to see how strong this martial arts champion is.

Simply speaking, he was curious, that's all.

Now, in the short time since Xu Zhen made his move, the foundation is indeed solid.

Fei Xuan was extremely depressed, not because he lost, but because he lost in this way, anyone would be extremely depressed.

Seeing that the teacher was not angry, Xu Zhen smiled, and then retreated.

During this period, Xu Zhen glanced at Fei Xuan, and an indescribable meaning flashed in his eyes.