Volume 3: The World's Strongest Chapter 19: Simplicity vs Complexity
The two sides clashed swords!
In this brief exchange of blows, Qi Ji felt the opponent's strength.
About 40% younger than me.
But this is already an extremely terrifying force!
You know, Qi Ji's basic deadlift strength is over 300 kilograms, and after the transcendence bonus, it exceeds 650 kilograms. Doesn't that mean that Pei Xingjian in front of him has a strength of 400 kilograms? ?
Pei Xingjian was even more shocked. According to his previous knowledge and common understanding, his strength was the result of his own talent combined with long-term inhuman training. Considering his body size, a deadlift strength of nearly 400 kilograms was already the limit that humans could achieve.
The man opposite, named Qi Ji, was not even as strong as himself. Theoretically, he had a deadlift strength of more than 300 kilograms. So how could he easily suppress himself with such a casual strike?
Pei Xingjian felt that a concept called "convention" in his heart was broken by Qi Ji.
The weapons collided, and there was only a slight stalemate of less than a second before the two men exerted force at the same time to knock the other's weapons away!
Pei Xingjian's weapon swung wider than Qi Ji's.
In a split second, the two began slashing at each other with their blades at high speed again!
The flickering sword light and sword shadows alternated between the two people, like a flower made of blades blooming.
Although Pei Xingjian was shocked by Qi Ji's terrifying strength, he did not give up. He immediately adjusted his pace and sword-wielding skills.
Being unable to lift something weighing 600 kilograms doesn't mean that one can't withstand a blow weighing 600 kilograms. At this moment, Pei Xingjian swung his sword at high speed. All the muscles in his body vibrated synchronously, and his bones transmitted the force to the ground. He turned into a buffer between Qi Ji and the earth, channeling and neutralizing all the recoil force of the two people's powerful attacks.
It sounds a bit mysterious, but this is actually one of the most basic confrontation techniques - force elimination.
It's just that when ordinary players practice their fighting skills, they pay more attention to the amount of training on their attacking side. They will focus on practicing the accuracy of the force of slashing and stabbing, and rarely spare time to practice other content.
Pei Xingjian was different. For ten years, he reduced his daily life and study time to a minimum, but increased his military practice time to a maximum.
He almost used one day as if it were two days for others, and he made strict plans for the time of these exercises, covering almost all aspects of martial arts skills.
By combining many aspects, he successfully trained himself into a hexagonal player, and a player who almost reached full values in all six items.
Therefore, his top-level force-dissipating skills were fully capable of supporting him to easily withstand Qi Ji's strength which was more than half stronger than his.
Even from an outsider's perspective, there is no obvious difference in power between the two!
Qi Ji's hands kept moving, holding the sword in both hands and swinging out like a torrential rain of attacks. To outsiders, the high-speed alternating sword lights seemed to have formed a sword net.
But he felt like he was hitting a robot!
A robot that can't make any mistakes.
When Pei Xingjian faced his attacks, his speed of raising his sword to block or counterattack was just right every time. It was so perfect that if one could capture their fighting movements frame by frame and then look through military literature for comparison, they would find exactly the same pattern.
Qi Ji was like fighting with the embodiment of a textbook!
He couldn't help but smile under his helmet. What an interesting duel experience.
Come on, let me see where your limits are.
In other words, where are the limits of military textbooks?
This time, try to win with skill!
Excited by the sight of prey, Qi Ji no longer considered activating the meridian nourishing method to quickly end the battle, but instead limited his physical fitness to the current level.
At the same time, his hand movements changed, and the techniques he used were no longer limited to the common fighting techniques on Earth.
Various moves that have never appeared on Earth began to be demonstrated!
Qi Ji retreated in the split second when the swords of both sides clashed.
Then, he put his left hand across his body and held the knife in his right hand at his side.
It's like embracing a petite girl with his left hand and holding the girl's hand with his right hand, as if he is about to dance.
It was he who killed a rare beauty in the wolf's worldview and learned her ethereal and graceful sword technique that was like a dance - the Baru.
The next second, Qi Ji's footsteps changed, and the whole person seemed to turn into a floating cloud. While floating, he swung his sword with his backhand and slid to the left side of Pei Xingjian.
In the next few seconds, Qi Ji's steps were graceful and his body seemed as light as a kite. He changed his steps while slashing with the sword countless times, and always slid back and forth to various positions around Pei Xingjian inadvertently.
Qi Ji's graceful dancing movements dazzled the audience and they couldn't help but indulge in it.
Facing Qi Ji's mysterious and unpredictable swordsmanship, Pei Xingjian remained calm, held the sword firmly, and each time he raised the sword to block, his posture was still as standard as in the book.
Ba Liu's footwork was graceful, but the power of his ordinary slashing attacks was indeed average, so it was normal that Pei Xingjian blocked them all.
Qi Ji didn't take it seriously, but stepped on the ground with his right foot in a moment, then raised his knife and slashed back!
Slash from the lower right, step and slash horizontally, jump and slash horizontally, slash and slash, and slash diagonally when you land!
Five consecutive hits - flying across the floating boat!
The five moves were like smooth, continuous slashing attacks, two of which were made by Qi Ji while he jumped up and floated in the air.
At this moment, Qi Ji seemed to have turned into flowing water, pouring his attack on Pei Xingjian in an instant.
Pei Xingjian continued to block.
His blocking was simple and unpretentious, and precisely because of its simplicity, he was able to withstand Qi Ji's tremendous force.
The extremely simple Pei Xingjian steadily withstood Qi Ji's extremely gorgeous attack.
However, other than blocking, he had no way to launch even a single counterattack.
Moreover, sweat was already visible on his forehead.
After all, he was not a robot. After Qi Ji's typhoon-like attacks one after another, he was tired.
But Qi Ji was not tired. With the blessing of transcendence, Qi Ji's all-round qualities including endurance were far beyond ordinary people.
After performing most of Ba Liu's moves in a short while, Qi Ji crossed his steps, held the knife in both hands and changed to another style of moves.
But it was the extremely fast, powerful and swift fantasy sword technique - the Flying Sword Style!
Qi Ji's already fast slashing moves actually accelerated several times in an instant.
It was the long-unused Fei Tian Yu Jian style's unique skill "Dragon Nest Flash".
Under the crazy warning of his sixth sense, Pei Xingjian felt that every part of his body was facing threats as sharp as needles.
The next moment, although his endurance was almost exhausted, he remained calm and squeezed out every last bit of strength in his body with extreme willpower, and then swiftly swung out the basic sword moves that he had trained day after day for many years and had turned into physical instincts!
In an instant, the two sides clashed swords.
Straight chop, diagonal slash, slash, sweep, and stab!
Vertical sword, horizontal sword, slanted sword, shaking sword, lifting sword!
It was as if countless metal beads were poured into a metal plate at the same time, and the continuous clanging sound echoed throughout the venue.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
…
The high-speed fight lasted for nearly ten seconds!
Almost all the viewers at the scene and online who were watching the two men’s high-speed knife fight held their breath and felt anxious and suffocated.
After a few more attacks, Qi Ji swung his sword and took the initiative to retreat.
A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He let out a light breath, then took a deep breath, and most of his strength was restored.
This time, he did not immediately continue to rush forward to organize an attack, but quietly waited for his opponent to catch his breath.
That’s right, facing Qi Ji’s terrifying strength and speed, as well as his incredibly fast moves.
Although Pei Xingjian defended against all of them, he was a human being after all, not a real machine.
He has reached the end of his rope!
If Qi Ji's endless and high-speed slashing continued for just three more seconds, he would be able to break through Pei Xingjian's defensive posture.
Pei Xingjian took a few deep breaths, clenched the sword with both hands, and the trembling sword body slowly stabilized.
"What a terrifying body, and such gorgeous swordsmanship!"
He was silent for two seconds, then said: "I clearly know that I will lose. At the same time, I am very grateful to you for letting me breathe a sigh of relief."
Pei Xingjian finished speaking and raised his sword again, posing as if it was at eyebrow level: "Come on, defeat me with your next move!"
Qi Ji smiled and nodded, but unfortunately his face was under the helmet and no one could see his expression.
He smiled softly and said, "Since you use a sword, you have to appreciate this move."
After saying that, Qi Ji stood still, with the knife in his right hand hanging naturally, but he inexplicably exuded an ethereal and immortal temperament.
He was clearly holding a knife, but everyone felt that he was holding a sword.
This was the starting stance of the peerless sword technique he learned after killing the Lord of Baiyun City.
In the few seconds it took him to prepare this sword technique, the audience and netizens online finally recovered their breath, freed from the fierce confrontation between the two men.
At Zangfeng, Director Chen turned to Zhang Zizai with a surprised look on his face and asked, "Is Qi Ji really an eighth-dan player? Although I'm not a professional martial arts player, we at Zangfeng do have a few eighth-dan players. Can they be as strong as Qi Ji?"
Zhang Zizai wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in amazement: "How should I know? None of the eighth-level players I've seen have performed like this!"
The two looked at each other.
Is this kid Qi Ji really only at the eighth level?
At the same time, the barrage of comments on the Internet also quickly flashed by.
[I almost suffocated to death just now! ]
[Are they really the eighth dan? Why do I not believe it? ]
[Professionals said that although Pei Xingjian is very strong, he is at most a top-level player in the eighth stage, but this Qi Ji... I can't understand it, I can't understand it at all! ]
[Let’s put aside other things. What school does Qi Ji’s elegant and gorgeous techniques belong to? ? ]
…
After a few seconds, everyone held their breath again.
Because Qi Ji took action!
The straight knife stabbed out fiercely. In the eyes of everyone, at this moment, the knife seemed to have turned into a sword!
He touched the ground with his toes and flew out at high speed. As he soared into the air, the "blade" of the sword stabbed straight out and trembled continuously.
Pei Xingjian was already looking at Qi Ji intently, and when he saw the trembling trajectory of Qi Ji's knife tip, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils!
At this moment, corresponding to every vibration of Qi Ji's weapon, Pei Xingjian seemed to see the phantom of Qi Ji performing the corresponding moves.
These countless phantoms overlapped with Qi Ji.
One sword——seems to contain a hundred swords!
The next moment, the sword stabbed Pei Xingjian in the chest.
Pei Xingjian's eyes were dull, and he was unable to raise the sword in his hand to defend himself from beginning to end.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" He looked down at his chest, his voice bitter.
Qi Ji smiled slightly.
"This sword is called - Heavenly Fairy."
