Chapter 182 Cat Chasing Sword Technique
The gaze from the orange cat...
Yi Chun looked curiously at Chen Gang who was struggling with the young Taoist priest Yu Xing on the field.
It can be seen that what the other party said was not bragging.
His swordsmanship is indeed perfect.
Whether it is routine or actual combat, he seems to be able to master it easily.
In comparison, the swordsmanship of the young Taoist priest Yu Xing seems a bit crude.
Of course, this roughness is relative.
After all, the young Taoist Yu Xing also has a very solid foundation in martial arts.
But for Chengang, this level of swordsmanship is obviously not good enough.
But the difference in swordsmanship is obviously only one factor in combat.
If it is a battle between ordinary warriors, the element of swordsmanship will be magnified to a great extent.
But now...
Looking at the sword light of the young Taoist Yu Xing that was like a bright light, the expression on Cheng Gang's face could no longer be described as subtle.
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Fortunately, with his mature talismans, Chengang's sword was able to barely resist the brilliance of the young Taoist priest Yu Xing.
However, after all, the scope of application of talismans is too broad.
To put it another way, in this kind of battle where the controllable elements are extremely limited, runes are suppressed in a sense.
There is a saying that one sword can break all laws, but there is little theory that one talisman can break all laws.
After all, the essence of talismans lies in flexibility and the mutual generation and restraint.
However, sticking to the strengthening of a certain kind of talisman is obviously a bit inferior.
Although Chengang's talisman technique is obviously not profound enough.
But for Yi Chun, it was enough for him to understand.
In the realm of nature, the sword in Chengang's hand was emitting a faint white light.
It corresponds distantly to the clear light in the hands of the young Taoist Yu Xing.
Although it is not concise, it vaguely reflects a sense of antiquity and sacredness.
Talismans are a type of magic that borrows the power of heaven, earth, ghosts and gods.
Of course, this is a relatively high-end way of saying it.
In fact, like the unruly winds that rush across the earth, they can also be driven by humans to bring lightning to illuminate the world.
Sometimes, the boundary between the supernatural and the material is not necessarily as clear as people imagine.
However, the latter often demonstrates the wisdom of the group.
The former, on the other hand, uses its own strength as the axis of drive.
It's like if someone could transform the breeze that is everywhere into a violent thunder and lightning by himself.
Obviously, he has achieved something in the extraordinary field.
"Is this the Dragon-Tiger Talisman? It looks very ancient..."
Seeing that the light of Chengang's sword suddenly flickered, it was almost cut off by the sword of the young Taoist Yu Xing.
The opponent quickly used the crotch kick tactic to force them away, then retreated a little and cast another spell.
A Taoist priest from Wudang nearby twirled his beard and laughed when he saw this. It was none other than Taoist Yun, the master of the young Taoist priest Yu Xing.
The extraordinary circle in this world is neither big nor small.
If we trace back thousands of years, we may be able to find the years of close mutual assistance.
But if you look through it again, you might be able to find the years when they fought each other.
Up to now, it can’t be said that there is any deep hatred.
After all, even if it was a grudge, it happened many years ago.
It's just that it can save the other party's face, but it also makes one party feel very sad.
"Wudang swordsmanship is also extraordinary. This move is so easy to use that even the master can't figure it out..."
At this time, the young Taoist Yu Xing slashed the air with his sword, revealing a flaw.
Then, his robe was almost cut by Chengang's sword.
The young Taoist priest Yu Xing quickly turned around and stabbed, but his movements were very distorted.
Seeing this, the Taoist priests from Mount Longhu also laughed out loud.
Both sides smiled politely at each other.
I just don’t know what happened to the two of them after the competition.
"Use the swordsmanship you used when chasing cats..."
Finally, seeing the young Taoist Yu Xing falling into a disadvantage due to too many mistakes in the fierce battle between the novices, Taoist Yun could not help but give him a reminder.
Neither of them had any substantial combat experience, and their sparring sessions were mostly with fellow disciples.
Although there has been some progress, the upper limit is also locked.
Even the famous Dugu Qiubai in the book did not master his swordsmanship on a sword tomb.
However, in comparison, the young Taoist Yu Xing still had the opportunity to fully display his swordsmanship.
Although, that didn't seem very interesting to him...
Hearing Taoist Yun's reminder, the young Taoist Yu Xing stopped immediately.
He put away his sword, then looked at Cheng Gang in front of him sincerely and said:
"Brother Chen, I learned this sword technique from a trance state , and I practiced it to a certain extent when I was chasing my orange cat brother."
"I don't know its original name, and I don't have any big dreams."
"I just want to be able to prick off a hair of my orange cat brother one day."
"I think this should be the most powerful sword technique I can master now, so I think I should give it a name, so let's call it 'Cat Chasing Sword Technique'!"
Listening to the words of the young Taoist priest Yu Xing, Cheng Gang's face twitched slightly on the other side.
However, he seemed to have thought of something.
He instantly became serious, and suddenly remembered who the orange cat senior brother the other party was talking about.
Chengang couldn't help but glance at the orange cat squatting on the lawn next to him.
Its appearance is not much different from the tabby cat in every household.
It is worth mentioning that the tabby cat originally referred to a cat with black and white markings.
But in the countryside, another common cat with an orange body is gradually being called Lihua.
Therefore, there are two types of tabby cats.
Chengang looked at the cat, and the cat looked at him.
However, Chengang didn't look at the cat much. His eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet and were fixed directly on the brass bell on the cat's neck that looked a bit old.
In every field, there is some temptation that is hard for those involved to refuse.
For everyone standing here, the concept of magic weapon is hot enough.
Fortunately, the world .
The existence of the magic weapon is only to fulfill its original intention: a treasure to protect the way.
Therefore, the cat's bell did not attract much attention.
Chengang naturally didn’t have too many thoughts.
But he is greedy!
He thinks he is very honest, he just wants a magic weapon.
However, Chengang's master doesn't think so...
"I wanted to compete with you in swordplay, but I didn't expect that you are not an expert in this field either."
"Your swordsmanship sounds... quite down-to-earth."
"But looking at your initial stance, it doesn't seem like a mortal sword technique."
"In that case, I have a talisman for you to see."
Chen Gang looked at the young Taoist priest Yu Xing in front of him. He could sense something slightly wrong from the other party's mental state.
At this point, the fight has already begun and the levels of both sides are already very clear.
If I get beaten, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape the training in the library when I go back...
With this thought in mind, Chengang took out a talisman from his pocket.
Although, this spell has little to do with swordsmanship.
Damn, if I had known it was a fight, I wouldn’t have come!
Thinking that he had stayed up for more than ten days to make this talisman, Cheng Gang suddenly felt that he had suffered a great loss.
After all, he is older than the other.
Winning doesn't bring much glory, but losing is miserable.
As soon as the talisman appeared, a bright light suddenly appeared!
