Volume 3: The World's Strongest Chapter 18 Appearance
As the referee announced the start.
Jiang Biwu and Pei Xingjian approached quickly.
Jiang Biwu's swift sword follows the style of the Ite Kingdom, characterized by a low posture, hips sticking out, and the whole person's posture is like a compressed slingshot.
Whether it is the Spanish route or the Ite route, the Swift Sword emphasizes killing with one strike and hitting the target.
It's just that the Spanish way pays more attention to pace, and is cautious in attack. It pays attention to the precise calculation of the distance between the two sides, actively creates opportunities, finds the best angle of the sword, and strives to hit the target, which is the so-called supreme technique.
The Ite Kingdom's approach is more about finding opportunities, paying attention to the weaknesses exposed by the enemy in battle, and then suddenly stretching out the compressed posture to assassinate.
The ultimate goal is to win with one strike.
Pei Xingjian's posture when facing Jiang Biwu was immediately changed from the twisted step with the body slightly leaning forward to the long point style used in the Nordic two-handed sword. He held the sword with both hands and stretched it out, constantly touching and flicking with Jiang Biwu's outstretched swift sword.
The swords of both sides touched each other many times in an instant, and the outcome was decided in the scramble for the center line within a second.
Pei Xingjian was more radical. He swung his sword left and right, and with his strength he shook off Jiang Biwu's swift sword after several exchanges.
The next second, he took a sudden step forward, and turned the long-point style into a stabbing attack, stabbing straight into Jiang Biwu's chest!
Jiang Biwu showed a sneer on his face under the mask. With the help of his sixth sense, he accurately felt the landing point of Pei Xingjian's stab. Although the swift sword was shaken away from the center line, it turned back and pressed down at a high speed under his wrist, and immediately blocked Pei Xingjian's stab.
Not only that, at the moment of blocking Pei Xingjian's stab, Jiang Biwu turned his wrist again, and the posture of the swift sword changed from blocking to stabbing forward. At the same time, he suddenly stepped forward with his right foot, and in an instant he stabbed out with a sharp bow step.
The two sides fought for less than two seconds and had already switched sides twice.
Pei Xingjian reacted extremely quickly, also raising his sword and striking upwards at high speed.
The two men exploded at high speed in the next ten seconds. The weapons in their hands turned into two dazzling silver lights, accompanied by a series of extreme metal collision sounds, and they collided dozens of times in an instant!
The two eight-section bodies have reached the limit of human beings, and their combat awareness is even stronger. In the eyes of bystanders, those who react slowly don't even have time to think about who has the advantage in offense and defense.
Clang! Click!
A few seconds later, the sound of weapons clashing was followed by the sound of protective gear being hit.
Jiang Biwu staggered back two steps, while Pei Xingjian maintained his high-position stabbing posture.
"Hit the head, Pei Xingjian gets 6 points!"
The referee looked down at the moment of the final collision between the two sides captured by the high-speed camera, and raised his hand to announce that Pei Xingjian had scored.
Pei Xingjian returned to his long -point stance, looked at Jiang Biwu opposite him and said softly: "I've said before that you have accumulated a lot of bad habits of wrong postures over the years. Even if you can control yourself in a light-intensity fight without showing them, as soon as you enter a high-intensity fight, these bad instincts will show up one by one and become your fatal weakness."
Jiang Biwu didn't say anything this time. He silently took a stance, and the next second, at the referee's signal, he quickly stepped forward .
The two of them collided violently again!
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After three rounds, with Pei Xingjian's side-stepping attack, Jiang Biwu was hit accurately on the shoulder and was defeated.
Obviously, both of them were 8th dan, but the newly promoted 8th dan Pei Xingjian crushed Jiang Biwu almost throughout the whole process. Except for a few unavoidable double kills, he was not hit by Jiang Biwu even once.
Moreover, Pei Xingjian followed the principle of simplicity to the extreme in every move. He did not use any so-called advanced two-handed sword techniques. Instead, he was able to swing the two-handed sword to the position he wanted to attack at the fastest speed in the simplest posture.
What's even more exaggerated is that if someone could slow down his fighting movements and watch them carefully, they would find that when he dealt with all of Jiang Biwu's attacks, he used the best responses recognized worldwide, and his movements were extremely standard, and there was no second more appropriate way to deal with them!
The whole person is like a textbook on two-handed sword.
Qi Ji watched the whole process from the sidelines and couldn't help but become interested.
His reaction speed and the dynamic vision of his eyes far exceed the limits of human beings. Ordinary people cannot see clearly and can only join in the fun and shout out loud. The battle between the eight-stage masters is even like a movie played in slow motion at 0.5 times the speed in his eyes.
All I can say is that Pei Xingjian's strength is truly astonishing, and he is definitely not someone who was promoted to the eighth level recently.
He applied for the eighth dan rank together with Qi Ji two days ago. It was probably because the club saw that Qi Ji had been promoted to the eighth dan and couldn't help but force him to be promoted urgently.
According to what Zhang Zizai said before, he had been defeated by Pei Xingjian three years ago. It is likely that not long after that, Pei Xingjian had already reached the eighth level of strength.
When he took off his helmet and left the field, Pei Xingjian glanced at Qi Ji.
Qi Ji smiled slightly, raised his eyebrows at him, and said loudly: "You are fighting at the eighth level, and I am fighting at the seventh level. You are at a great disadvantage. I will let you rest for an hour and fight me in your best condition."
According to the rules just read out by the staff, each game will only be separated by half an hour.
Of course, no one would say anything if Qi Ji took the initiative to let his opponent rest for a while, after all, it was not an official and serious competition.
Pei Xingjian had beads of sweat on his forehead. After hearing Qi Ji's words, he shook his head firmly and said seriously: "It is stipulated that we should rest for half an hour, so I will rest for half an hour."
After saying that, he returned to his seat, took the water handed to him by his agent, drank the fixed amount of water accurately, then closed his eyes slightly and sat upright in the chair.
Qi Ji smiled and shook his head, no longer forcing it.
Thirty minutes passed quickly.
At the referee's signal, Qi Ji and Pei Xingjian came to the stage.
Pei Xingjian earnestly performed a movement similar to the bull stance, which is known as the "Qimei stance" in the Daxia stance.
In response to his posture, Qi Ji adopted a stance with both hands holding the sword, similar to the middle stance of Sakura Kendo.
The two men faced each other in silence, and the audience around them couldn't help but straighten their backs and look into the arena.
Even in the online live broadcast room, the amount of barrage has decreased a lot, and every viewer is afraid that they will miss the moves of two people because of typing.
Pei Xingjian kept his eyebrows level as he spoke softly, "I studied your performance during the eighth stage assessment and the few times you performed after that. It's obvious that you performed very easily."
Qi Ji responded with a smile: "So?"
Pei Xingjian was silent for a second, then said, "There is only one possibility. The two people from Longchang and I cannot make you feel any sense of urgency. You think we pose no threat to you."
He then said: "I hope you can go all out this time and show me where your confidence lies."
Qi Ji nodded slightly and said, "Okay!"
The two men returned to silence. After a few seconds, the referee confirmed that the pre-fight communication between the two sides was over, and immediately stepped forward to announce the start of the game.
Swish!
The two men rushed forward, and the five-meter distance between them was shortened to nothing in less than half a second due to the joint sprint of both parties.
clang!
The audience only saw Qi Ji and Pei Xingjian collide with each other as soon as the referee announced the start of the fight.
The swords appeared between the two sides as if they had teleported, forming a stable cross-intersecting picture.
