C230 When You're Done Singing I'll Go on Stage

Yang Yunjing nodded and said to himself, "So Fiend Monk was trying to test my sword skills. "

Wei Zan said, "He underestimated you. Otherwise, he would not have lost to you in that move. "

"You saw it very clearly. "

Wei Zan said, "You know very well that you believe it. "

Yang Yunjing nodded. "That's right. You must think that if my sword skill is at such a level, there is no need for me to compete with you anymore. "

Wei Zan nodded and said, "Yes. "

Yang Yunjing asked, "How is your martial arts compared to Fiend Monk's?"

Wei Zan thought for a moment and said, "About the same. "

Yang Yunjing asked again, "Did he lose to my sword?"

Wei Zan nodded and said, "Yes. "

Yang Yunjing paused for a moment and said, "Then why do you think I will lose to you?"

Wei Zan felt that he could not reason with him, so he simply raised his broadsword and decided to see who was better.

If the people who used blades in the martial world had to rank first, Wei Zan should have a seat. His blade technique was fierce and powerful, but it was not soft and delicate. This reminded Duan Tianya of a person, Lee Jingyun of the Demon Soul Gang. He was the descendant of the Divine Blade, Li Huang. Although he had never seen his true strength, he was sure that he wouldn't be any weaker than Wei Zan.

On the contrary, Yang Yunjing's sword technique was well-behaved. In other people's eyes, it was very common, but in Duan Tianya's eyes, although Yang Yunjing's sword technique hadn't reached the peak of perfection, it was absolutely watertight.

There were no flaws in his moves. Such a sword technique was a level that many people in the martial arts world could not reach. Even Wei Zan's sword technique did not have the slightest advantage.

Although Yang Yunjing's sword technique was not stunning, it was definitely not impractical. His sword technique occasionally had one and a half moves, which was truly wonderful. However, under the contrast of so many mediocre moves, this kind of sword technique also became mediocre.

Duan Tianya watched the fight between the two on the high platform with interest, but he was instead worried about the Half-moon Manor.

He should have been worried about Liao Qingshu, because the Half-moon Manor needed to take the initiative in this battle. Now, it seemed like such an advantage had disappeared.

Wei Zan's martial arts should be below Woo Sian's, but Yang Yunjing had already engaged in a fierce battle with him. Not to mention Woo Sian, if there was another Liao Qingshu, Yang Yunjing might not be able to handle it.

However, Duan Tianya felt that Half-moon Manor was not so vulnerable, because he had seen Yang Yundong.

Yang Yundong still looked calm and composed, and no signs of nervousness could be seen on his face. He was leisurely looking at everything in front of him. It seemed like the overall situation was already under his control.

Yang Yunjing and Wei Zan had already fought for two hundred moves. What was unexpected was that Wei Zan's blade technique had become somewhat weaker. In his hand, a blade that weighed more than ten kilograms was as heavy as a thousand kilograms.

Of course he would be tired. His sabre itself was slightly heavier, but in Duan Tianya's eyes, he seemed to have fallen into Yang Yunjing's trap a long time ago.

Perhaps Yang Yunjing had already planned to use the most energy-saving move to counter Wei Zan's killing move.

The weapon itself had to be heavier, and with the two hundred moves' failure, Wei Zan seemed to be a little anxious. He was a calm person. If he could be said to be anxious. . . There must be someone even calmer than him controlling him. That person must be Yang Yunjing.

There was no change on Yang Yunjing's face from beginning to end. It was like a calm lake that had frozen over.

Wei Zan pushed the knife out. Yang Yunjing dodged and knocked the back of the knife with force. Wei Zan felt his right hand sink and the knife fell to the ground.

At this moment, Yang Yunjing didn't seem to have any intention of showing mercy. He thrust the sword at Wei Zan's throat.

Wei Zan had no time to dodge. He thought to himself, "My life is over!" Then he closed his eyes.

Of course he wasn't dead, and he was still alive and kicking. The one who saved him was Liao Qingshu.

Liao Qingshu used a rope to wrap around Wei Zan's leg and pulled him down from the ring. Although his skin suffered some pain, it was better than losing his life.

Yang Yunjing was not upset. He still had the same expression on his face. He did not look at Liao Qingshu. He seemed to feel that there was no need for him to come up because his eyes were staring at Woo Sian.

Woo Sian did not look very good. Maybe it was because he had not recovered from the damp cold.

Liao Qingshu still went up the stage. This made Duan Tianya frown. This was not the result he wanted to see, but since he had already gone up the stage, he could not say anything else.

Yang Yunjing looked at Liao Qingshu and said, "You still came. "

Liao Qingshu said, "You don't want me to come?"

Yang Yunjing sneered and said, "It doesn't matter who comes. "

Liao Qingshu smiled and said, "You mean I will definitely lose?"

Yang Yunjing said, "Do you think you can beat me?"

Liao Qingshu said, "There are many things in the Pugilistic World that are uncertain. "

Yang Yunjing laughed and said, "For example, Fiend Monk thought he could beat me, Wei Zan thought he had the confidence to win, but in the end, they all lost. "

"It's different this time. "

Yang Yunjing was puzzled and said, "Oh? What's the difference?"

Liao Qingshu said, "It's me this time. "

Yang Yunjing said, "So what?"

Liao Qingshu said, "At least I won't lose to you. "

Yang Yunjing paced back and forth a few steps and said, "Then I want to see what kind of ability you have. " After saying that, Liao Qingshu waved his sword and swung the iron fan forward. With a clang, the tip of the sword stopped on the fan.

A sword was as fast as the wind, and combined with a clever movement technique, it also defeated Fiend Monk and Wei Zan. At this moment, Yang Yunjing no longer had the contempt people had for him.

An iron fan. Liao Qingshu's martial arts was the iron fan. The fan technique was about opening and closing, and in Liao Qingshu's hands, this iron fan could be said to be at the peak of perfection.

However, although the fan was strong, it was very difficult for it to beat the treasured sword. After fifty moves, Liao Qingshu's iron fan was obviously at a disadvantage.

Liao Qingshu simply threw away the iron fan and pulled out the treasured sword in his hand. His sword technique was very good. It had the shadow of Duan Suiliang, but it did not have his attainments.

After more than a hundred moves, Yang Yunjing jumped high into the air and thrust his sword forward. Liao Qingshu actually chose the same move. This move would definitely cause both sides to suffer.

Duan Tianya wanted to save Liao Qingshu, but Woo Sian beat him to it, and Yang Yunjing was also saved by Yang Yundong.

Woo Sian looked at Yang Yundong and said, "I didn't expect you to be the last one to step onto the stage. "

Yang Yundong smiled and said, "You mean I am not qualified?"

Woo Sian said, "This should be a battle between Master and Master. "

When Yang Yundong heard this, he could not help but laugh at the sky. "That's right. This should be a battle between the Master and Master, but. . . "

Woo Sian was puzzled. "But what?"

Yang Yundong said to Woo Sian mysteriously, "I have a secret that I want to tell you. "

Woo Sian said, "I don't want to know. "

Yang Yundong was startled. He didn't expect him to say that. So he said loudly to everyone, "Then I will tell it to everyone in the world. "