Chapter 1005: Beheading Contest

This time the sword fight is a beheading competition.

Mo Hua originally had a better plan for the "beheading" competition system, but the Xuan Zi game has only been played for a few games and it is still early, and it would be bad to reveal too many cards.

In addition, Mo Hua wanted to justify the reputation of the fireball technique.

He wanted to tell everyone a truth: There are thousands of Taoist methods, each with its own strengths and weaknesses, and you don't have to use the most advanced Taoist method to be powerful.

As long as you study it carefully and use it well and skillfully, even an ordinary fireball technique should not be underestimated.

The bell for discussing the Dao rang, and the sword fight began.

Disciples from both sides began to take action.

The "beheading competition" of Xuan Zi Sword Contest is held on a larger venue, and the terrain is more complex, with mountains, streams, swamps, and trees.

The entry position is random.

The two sides may collide directly, so we cannot be careless at all.

The disciples of Guishui Sect, led by Qin Cangliu, immediately released their spiritual sense and held their swords on guard as soon as they entered the venue.

After confirming that the surrounding area was safe, the Guishui Sect, with Qin Cangliu as the "leader" as the center, scouted the enemy situation while advancing forward.

They chose "attack".

As for Mo Hua, he chose to "defend".

In the beheading competition, the opposing leader is "strong" while your own leader is "weak".

Mo Hua didn't even have to think about it, the opponent would definitely choose "force attack".

If it were him, he would make the same choice.

After all, the temptation of a "fragile" leader who can be killed with one sword is too great.

Therefore, Mo Hua intends to "sit back and wait".

Unlike the cautious Guishuimen, Mohua looked very calm after entering.

His spiritual awareness was so strong that he only took a quick glance to understand the terrain of the nearby mountains and rivers. He pointed to a small forest a few miles to the right and said,

"Let's go there."

Linghu Xiao and the others nodded.

Although Ouyang Xuan didn't nod, he followed obediently.

After arriving at the grove, Mo Hua began to set up the formation and arrange the battle formation.

After circling around for several times, the five people from Guishui Gate didn't find anyone in the swamps and hillsides. So they went around in circles and finally came towards the grove of Mohua.

The two sides were not far from each other and would probably meet in less than a quarter of an hour.

Outside the arena, the people watching the fight, after a period of boring waiting, gradually became excited.

"Now, there is finally a good show to watch..."

"This 'Qin Cangliu' of Guishui Sect is not an ordinary disciple. He is from the Qin family, and if we talk about the origins, it can even be traced back to the noble family of Daozhou Daoting."

"I also heard that he was originally from Daozhou, and was fostered in the Qin family in Qianzhou in order to study..."

"really?"

"I've already said it, it's 'I heard'..."

"Whether you have heard of it or not, his status is not low anyway. I also heard that in Qianxuezhou, many daughters of fifth-rank families have asked people to go to the Qin family to propose marriage, hoping to have a good marriage with this young master Qin, but they can't even cross the threshold..."

"His marriage was arranged by Daozhou."

"Other things can be fake, but things like 'engagement' cannot be faked. Without a strong family background, there is no way to have the confidence to do this."

"Not only that, I heard that Qin Cangliu's inherited swordsmanship is also very good."

"The Guishui Sword Technique of the Guishui Sect?"

"No, what he inherited was not the sword art of Guishui Sect, but the 'Cang Hai Heng Liu Sword Art' of his Qin family. This sword art is a top-notch superior water-based sword art, and it is very famous. It is the treasure of the Qin family. There are very few people who can learn it..."

"How does it compare to Linghu Xiao?"

"It's hard to say. Linghu Xiao is well-known for his swordsmanship, but Qin Cangliu has the low-key and steady demeanor of a noble family kid, and he doesn't show off on weekdays."

"I guess he has been calm and focused for ten years, hoping to make a splash and stand out at this sword-fighting competition."

"Genius is like this. Sometimes everyone praises you and you all look great, but there must be someone who doesn't live up to the reputation. Who is the 'real gold' and who is the 'gilded gold'? You will know once you touch them."

"Then this sword fight will be something to watch..."

"This is a true showdown between kendo geniuses!"

Almost everyone's attention was focused on the battle between Linghu Xiao and Qin Cangliu, the two geniuses.

In addition, many people also remember Mo Hua, the formation master who could cast fireballs.

"This is a beheading competition. Mo Hua became the 'leader' without knowing why. Now there's nothing we can do if we want to just stand by and watch..."

"What else can he do except stand aside and watch?"

"Using fireball?"

"The Wu Ming from last time was a fake. His hometown is Kunzhou. There are many wealthy families in Kunzhou. He is a nouveau riche. His disciples are not ambitious and got a bunch of fancy spiritual weapons. He also wants to come and discuss swordplay..."

"Wu Ming is incompetent, that's why he failed because of the fireball technique."

"But Qin Cangliu is different. He is a sect prodigy with a legitimate inheritance. It is impossible for him to be ambushed by a mere fireball spell."

"Who knows, once they meet, Mo Hua might not even have time to use his fireball technique and be killed by a single sword strike…"

"That's a shame. We won't be able to see the battle between the two great sword geniuses."

"I hope that Mo Hua can hold on a little longer and not lose too quickly, otherwise it will be too much fun to watch..."

…

As people outside the field were chatting, the two groups of disciples inside the field finally met outside the grove.

Qin Cangliu and his five companions, dressed in black Taoist robes and holding cold swords, looked at the people from Taixu Sect:

Linghu Xiao, Ouyang Xuan, Cheng Mo and Situ Jian.

No ink painting.

The four people from Taixu Sect were now in a "defensive" formation, confronting the Guishui Sect and protecting the grove.

Qin Cangliu looked past the four people and towards the grove in the distance.

The woods were dense, and there was a faint presence inside, and it was obvious that someone was hiding inside.

"That formation master is not very useful and can't be used in a fight, so we simply choose him as the 'leader' and hide him in the forest. The other four can then go all out without any scruples..."

"It's a good solution when you're out of helplessness."

Qin Cangliu's eyes flashed, and he said softly:

"Kill!"

The other four Guishui Sect disciples immediately moved in unison, their bodies as fast as the wind and their swords as bright as water, charging towards the Taixu Sect disciples.

Guishui Gate is directly under the jurisdiction of Daoting.

The future prospects for most disciples are to enter the Daoist court, starting as an executive official and gradually rising to the position of director.

Therefore, the combination of stillness and movement also has the style of Dao Tingsi.

The orders are strictly enforced and the punishments are decisive.

These four Guishui Sect disciples all used the Guishui sword, and their sword moves were coordinated with each other. They soon engaged in battle with Ouyang Xuan and his companions.

As the swords crossed each other, Qin Cangliu also drew out his sword and started fighting with Linghu Xiao.

Both of them are kendo geniuses. Although they have different personalities, they both have a sense of pride in their bones. They have practiced swordsmanship day and night since they were young and have devoted a lot of effort to kendo.

As soon as the swords touched, they both realized that the other was a strong enemy in kendo and should not be underestimated.

Both of them felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, and then their eyes flashed with sharpness, and neither of them held back.

The sword energy was mighty and the sword edge was surging, and the two geniuses were strangled to death.

A master can tell whether you have it or not with just one move.

Outside the sword fighting arena.

The monks who were watching the battle were all amazed.

"As expected, they are two kendo geniuses!"

"We've only just fought, but you can tell he's extraordinary."

"Linghu Xiao has pure sword energy and a very high level of comprehension; Qin Cangliu is not bad either, his sword moves are steady and vast like the ocean..."

Even some elders were quite satisfied: "At such a young age, he has been able to hone the sword art to this level. He is a promising talent..."

Some disciples who were watching the battle even revealed eyes of admiration and envy at the competing geniuses.

…

The audience was very satisfied.

But inside the field, the situation slowly changed.

The battle between Qin Cangliu and Linghu Xiao was exciting and neither of them was at a disadvantage.

But the battle situation of others is very obvious.

Four against three.

There were four sword disciples from Guishui Sect, two of them were entangled with Ouyang Xuan, one was fighting with Situ who was using the Lihuo Sword, and one was fighting with Cheng Mo who was swinging a big axe.

Those who can participate in the sword debate are all elite disciples.

Without using any ultimate moves, the difference in cultivation between the geniuses could not make up for the difference in numbers in a normal fight, one move at a time.

The few people from Taixu Sect were obviously gradually losing the upper hand, and it was becoming increasingly difficult for them to hold on.

Finally, Ouyang Xuan, who was forced to fight two people alone, was the first to reveal a flaw.

Although he was talented, he could not beat four hands with two fists after all. After fighting for a long time, he got angry and swung his sword, but missed.

Ouyang Xuan immediately realized that something was wrong and quickly withdrew his attack and returned to defense to avoid being ambushed by the insidious Guishui Sword.

But then, nothing happened.

The sword-cultivating disciple from Guishui Sect did not seize this flaw and pursue the victory. Instead, he took advantage of this gap, left Ouyang Xuan behind, and rushed towards the grove.

His goal was clear: beheading.

This is a beheading match, not a free-for-all.

An extra stab of sword would at most aggravate Ouyang Xuan's injuries, but would not determine the outcome of the battle.

On the contrary, as long as they rushed into the grove and killed Mo Hua with one sword, they would win immediately.

This was also Qin Cangliu's original arrangement.

This is a sword fight, a competition between geniuses, but the purpose of the competition is to "win" rather than to really compete for superiority.

Seeing the disciple of Guishui Sect heading towards the grove, Cheng Mo immediately roared, leaped up, swung up two axes, and chopped over.

The chop was so quick and fierce that the Guishui Sect disciple had no time to dodge it and could only draw his sword to block it.

By blocking the axe and delaying for a moment, the opportunity was gone.

Ouyang Xuan thrust his sword forward again and entangled the disciple of Guishui Sect.

The situation reached a stalemate again.

But at this moment, another disciple of Guishui Sect in the crowd suddenly flashed and turned into a water shadow and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already ten feet away from the grove.

This was unexpected.

Cheng Mo and his companions were shocked.

The monks outside the venue were also a little surprised when they saw this:

"What's going on?"

"Is this... the Water Shadow Step of the Guishui Sect?" said the knowledgeable cultivator.

"The Water Shadow Step is the unique skill of the Guishui Sect. It is truly rare and precious that a seemingly ordinary disciple of the Guishui Sect can cultivate the Water Shadow Step to such a superb level in the late stage of foundation building..."

"I guess he has a great talent in body movement..."

"There are indeed many talented people in Qianxuezhou."

In the sword-fighting arena, Cheng Mo was surprised, but he immediately reacted, raised the axe and chopped again, and Ouyang Xuan also covered him.

But his axe missed again.

The Guishui Sect disciple's body turned into water mist and escaped again. When he reappeared, he was already at the edge of the grove.

Cheng Mo is a big guy and his physical skills are at a disadvantage, so he couldn't catch up for a while.

The disciple of Guishui Sect sneered, then holding the icy sword, he took a step forward and walked towards the grove.

Mo Hua is too "fragile", and it only takes one sword to kill him.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

It doesn't matter who you kill.

As long as they kill him, Guishuimen will win this battle.

He was confident in his physical skills. The formation master with short legs and slow running speed would definitely "die" under his Guishui sword.

The Guishui Sect disciple just stepped into the grove.

Suddenly, there was a whistling sound and a fireball flew out from the dense forest.

This fireball is extremely fast.

The Guishui Sect disciple was not surprised. He immediately looked cold and swung his sword to block the fireball.

But the next moment, his expression changed.

Flames exploded, air waves surged, and the sword of the Guishui Sect disciple trembled, his palms went numb, and he even took two steps back.

"This thing... could it be a fireball?"

He was a little bit unbelievable for a moment.

On the surface, it looks no different, except that the color is a little darker, but its power is on a completely different level than ordinary fireballs.

You can't feel it unless you experience it yourself.

"Sure enough... As the leader of the formation, he still has some skills..."

The disciples of Guishui Sect were silent.

But fireball is just fireball after all.

After much difficulty, they finally got this opportunity. As long as they killed Mo Hua, they would win.

Even a lion uses all its strength to fight a rabbit.

At this time, we must go all out and not allow any negligence.

The Guishui Sect disciple looked determined and used the same trick again, transforming into water mist. He wanted to use the cover of "Water Shadow Step" to rush directly into the woods and pull out Mo Hua.

But just as he started to use the Water Shadow Step and his body turned into water mist, a fireball seemed to have "eyes" and hit him with incredible "precision".

Lun Daoyu dimmed a little.

There was pain from burning and explosions on the body.

The Guishui Sect disciple was knocked back several steps, his expression gradually becoming unbelievable:

"How could I... be hit by the fireball?"

"What's going on?"

"I clearly used the superb 'Water Shadow Step', with the water shadows bewitching me and the water mist blocking my vision. How could he still be able to hit me?"

The disciples of Guishui Sect were confused and puzzled.

In the grove, Mo Hua snorted in his heart:

"Playing with the Water Shadow Step in front of me? It's like a little grandson paying New Year's greetings to his ancestor. I am so amused..."

He pointed his finger and another fireball whizzed out.

The disciples of Guishui Sect could only block it, and then were knocked back several feet. Lun Daoyu's "blood volume" was also reduced a little.

He felt a little annoyed and a little flustered.

"It must be a coincidence!"

"I have been practicing Water Shadow Step for more than ten years and have put in countless efforts. How could it be so easily discovered by others?"

"I don't believe it!"

He continued to perform Water Shadow Steps and approached the grove, and as expected, he was blasted out by the precise fireball technique.

This fireball technique was fast, accurate, and fierce. It seemed as if it had eyes and was staring at him as it exploded.

Even if he pushed the Water Shadow Step to its limit, he could not escape from the life-threatening fireball technique.

The disciples of Guishui Sect almost vomited blood.

"Damn it! How boring a person must be to master the Fireball Technique to this extent?!"

At the same time, he was filled with regret.

Water Shadow Steps charged forward, Fireball Technique pushed back, and after several rounds of this, the opportunity to rush into the grove and "behead" Mo Hua had already been delayed.

Cheng Mo, Ouyang Xuan, and Situ Jian all gathered around.

As a result, everyone fought anxiously again.

Taixu Sect is still four against five.

But this time it was a little different, because from time to time a fireball would fly out from the grove and hit the disciples of Guishui Sect accurately.

Not only is it fast, but it is also very powerful, forcing them to be distracted and on guard at all times, which is very exhausting.

The disciples of Guishui Sect instantly felt the pressure.

With the support of Mo Hua's fireball technique, Taixu Sect's formation changed again.

Cheng Mo was still at the front, wielding a pair of axes with great majesty.

Situ Jian switched from offense to defense, standing in front of Linghu Xiao and blocking the enemy's attack with the Lihuo Sword, buying time for Linghu Xiao to condense the Chongxu sword energy.

Now that Linghu Xiao had the front row, he could focus on the main attack and kill with sword energy.

Ouyang Xuan acted as the vanguard to contain the enemy.

Mo Hua hid in the woods, using fireball magic to coordinate and assist, taking an overall view of the situation and controlling it.

One defense, one guard, one attack, and one vanguard.

Plus the "assistance" of ink painting.

In this way, the Taixu Sect's formation has almost taken shape.

In front of the grove, human figures were intertwined, sword energy was surging, fireballs were flying, and the battle was extremely intense for a while.

In a head-on battle with the Guishui Sect, they were not at a disadvantage.

Among them, the most difficult one is Mo Hua's fireball technique.

During the battle between the two sides, any disciple of Guishui Sect who showed a flaw would be hit by a fireball.

If someone attacks forcefully, they will definitely be blocked by the fireball.

If someone uses water escape, he will be bombarded by fireball.

If someone gets hurt, there will be fireballs to make things worse.

It combines suppression, rescue, interruption, detection, and damage recovery into one.

Mo Hua's fireball technique is used to perfection.

Especially since he was hiding in the forest and never showed up, only "participating in the battle" with the fireball technique. This unknown sense of mystery gave everyone in Guishuimen a great sense of oppression.

But this is the feeling of Guishuimen.

The audience outside the venue had a completely different feeling.

The disciples of Guishui Sect cannot see the ink paintings, so they find them mysterious, but they can see them.

The image of the ink painting is clearly displayed on the huge square sky painting shadow.

He just hid in the woods, tapping his fingers and throwing fireballs out with a chirping sound.

It looks like a "child's play".

Above the painting, through a global perspective, just looking with their eyes, they could not feel the speed, power, and accuracy of the fireball technique, nor the feeling of powerlessness of being suppressed and even oppressed by the fireball technique when they were in the situation.

They just thought it was a bit "ridiculous".

This is the world of Qianxuezhou, this is the sword-fighting conference, it is a top event that gathers geniuses from all races in the Nine Provinces, and brings together the geniuses from the four sects, eight schools, and twelve schools. It is a gathering of heroes to fight and compete with each other with swords.

In such a grand event, when will the entry-level Qi Refining Fireball Technique be able to be performed on stage? What

's even more infuriating is that there are still people who are afraid of Fireball Technique?

"That disciple of Guishui Sect who can do the Water Shadow Step has already reached the edge of the grove. If he rushes in and kills that Mo Hua, won't he win?"

"After being hit by two fireballs, you actually backed down?"

"It's just a fireball. What's there to be afraid of?"

"That's right. There are also other disciples of Guishui Sect. They look like good-for-nothings. They fought for such a long time, but they were all hit by the fireballs and didn't dodge any of them."

"Is it possible to avoid this?"

"This fireball technique simply lowers the level of the sword fighting competition..."

"I agree with you..."

Most ordinary disciples and ordinary monks who had no personal experience were talking about it.

But some elite disciples, as well as sect elders and family leaders, all frowned.

They are experienced and have a high knowledge of spells.

Although the image was distorted due to Fang Tian Huaying's shadow, they could still see something fishy.

It's not that the disciples of Guishui Sect are not good enough, but this fireball technique is indeed extraordinary...

…

The sword fight on the field is still going on.

Relying on the superb fireball technique, the Taixu Sect gradually gained the upper hand.

Qin Cangliu frowned.

He also knew that under the circumstances, it was no longer possible to sneak into the grove and kill Mo Hua, the "leader".

In this case, we can only attack head-on.

Defeat Linghu Xiao, "kill" the other Taixu Sect disciples, then rush into the grove and kill the despicable Mo Hua who can use fireball magic.

In this case, it all depends on the performance of Tianjiao.

Changing the situation and turning the tide is something that ordinary people cannot do. This is the true "chosen one" of the aristocratic family.

If you don't have the ability to break through, you don't deserve to be called a genius.

Rays of water light, like a vast ocean, gathered on Qin Cangliu's sword. The sword's light suddenly increased with astonishing power.

His eyes were cruel and cold as he stared at Linghu Xiao.

Linghu Xiao's expression was calm, but his eyes were filled with fighting spirit and his body was aroused by sword energy.

The two men looked at each other, and in the void, the sword energy was as sharp as an eagle.

All the monks who were watching the battle felt their hearts tighten, and then their eyes were filled with anticipation.

They knew that the next battle would be a true battle of swordsmanship and a true "showdown between geniuses"...

(End of this chapter)