Xuanxia

Chapter 304: Fighting Wu Changfeng Again

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, Fu Qingzhou, who was temporarily staying at the Wulin Alliance headquarters, got up early and started practicing sword.

"Brother Fu! Brother Fu!"

After practicing for a while, Wu Changfeng's shouting voice was heard outside the yard.

Not long after, Wu Changfeng rushed in with a constipated expression on his face: "Brother Fu, I have to fight you."

Fu Qingzhou stopped swinging the knife and tilted his head with wide eyes: "Ah?"

"Yes!"

Wu Changfeng looked annoyed: "Early this morning, the Wulin Alliance posted the duel list. I happened to see it when I came back from eating. Damn it, we are opponents! And I have to go on stage first!"

The wounds he suffered from the battle with the mechanical man yesterday have mostly healed. The Wulin Alliance has alchemists like Master Wu Lian, and there are also many doctors, so it is easy for them to treat some minor injuries.

As he said this, he waved his hand and said, "It doesn't take much time to practice swordplay. Let's go and take a look!"

Fu Qingzhou thought about it, then shook his head and said with a smile: "Forget it, since everything has been arranged, it would be a good thing for any of us brothers to win. Why are we still thinking about these things?"

After saying that, he once again focused his attention on the long sword in his hand and swung the sword again.

Wu Changfeng was stunned, then looked ashamed.

"It's probably because of this kind of mentality that Brother Fu is so strong... When we first met, he and Qiu Chan could barely tie with me, but now he is stronger than me."

After being stunned for a while, he said nothing more and left the yard alone.

Fu Qingzhou seemed unaware. Since everyone was so familiar with each other, there was no need for such polite hospitality. In fact, under normal circumstances, he would just go and take a look. He was reluctant to leave at this moment because he had made progress in the third move of the Mingwang Sword, the Juntu Poxie Sword.

Different from the previous two moves, this one is much more complicated, diverse and varied, combining offense and defense. Its special feature is that the targets of attack are mostly the opponent's weaknesses.

The person who created this sword technique must have observed a lot of martial arts, summarized countless moves, and found out some weaknesses in most of the moves. The purpose of Juntu's sword technique of breaking evil is to exploit all these weaknesses.

But if you memorize this thing by rote, you're doomed.

The same move will be different when used by different people. He is an inch taller, your arms are half an inch longer, and my steps are slightly longer than yours...

Once you strictly follow the sword techniques, you will have to rely on luck when you face the enemy, because you have to bet that the other person's moves will be exactly in line with what you have practiced - which is obviously not possible.

However, the sword technique of Juntu's evil-breaking sword is too complicated. Once you adjust the angle and strength of the sword at will, the sword technique will be distorted.

In the past two days, when Fu Qingzhou practiced sword, he just wrote down the sword techniques. Today, after carefully reading the notes left by Yuan Zhen, he suddenly understood a little bit.

What was recorded in the notebook were the words that Huikong said when he taught Yuanzhen.

"The posture of a person is like the movement of heaven and earth, with some constants and some changes. The constants are easy to see, while the changes are hard to find. However, no matter the constants or the changes, they all have their own principles. The way to defeat the enemy is to understand their principles and go against them. If the enemy is strong and fierce, I will defeat him with softness; if the enemy is agile and agile, I will control him with calmness. This is to go against their principles and attack them when they are least prepared."

Combining movement and stillness, or doing the opposite?
These principles are not complicated, but when you are actually practicing swordplay, it is difficult to think of them and to integrate them into your practice. Moreover, it is easy to understand the principles but difficult to put them into practice.

After gaining some insights from reading the notes today, he finally understood the true meaning of the Juntu Breaking Evil Sword, and his swordsmanship became much more natural, agile, and casual.

By the time I was sweating profusely from practicing like this, the sun had already risen high.

"Young Master Fu?"

A Wulin League disciple called out from outside the courtyard: "The third round of competition is about to begin. Have you rested well?"

"It's almost noon?" Fu Qingzhou finally reacted, put away his knife, and let out a long sigh.

When it comes to mastering the Juntu Poxie Sword, it is certainly still a little short of the mark, but if you don't meet someone with extremely sophisticated techniques, it can be used.

Today's third round of the Hidden Dragon Hundred Elites Conference has already announced the names of the opponents, so there is no need to explain the competition system in detail.

Finally, it was a duel that everyone in the martial arts world was familiar with.

When Fu Qingzhou followed the Wulin League disciple to the stage, he found that he was indeed late. Everyone else had already arrived. "You're so late?"

Qiu Chan smiled at him: "Did you oversleep?"

Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes: "Look at my sweaty head, how can it be from sleeping? I'm practicing swordplay, okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yuan Zhen smiling at him not far away.

But before Yuan Zhen could speak, Ning Wushu stepped in first, smiled and patted Fu Qingzhou on the shoulder: "You used the dragon arrow yesterday, right? Can you teach me? What are the conditions?"

Fu Qingzhou was not surprised at all that she could recognize this archery technique. He curled his lips and smiled and said, "I can teach you. How about exchanging it for an archery technique that you think is of similar level?"

"That's easy to say!"

Ning Wushu waved his hand and said, "We'll change it after today's meeting!"

While chatting and laughing, Jiang Baichuan said some polite words on the stage, just like the previous two times.

"In today's grand event, the competition has reached a fever pitch. You must have been eagerly waiting for the peak showdown among the heroes. So, let us wait and see today to see the true strength of these young heroes and see how far they can go!"

He smiled and said, "The list of today's duels has been announced to the world, and you can take turns to compete on stage. However, the nine winners are not necessarily the top nine. If there are any defeated heroes who are resentful, they can challenge them with swords to decide the winner."

"When no one dares to challenge the defender, the remaining nine losers will compete with each other, and the winner will be the tenth place. In this way, the order of the top ten will be determined."

Now everyone understood.

After a round of competition, the winner does not necessarily sit in the top ten. If someone challenges you and you lose, your ranking will drop further.

Until no one dares to challenge the person in front, it means that the remaining people have acknowledged their strength. Such a ranking is something that everyone is convinced of!
Of course...the final tenth place can only be decided after another fight among the nine defeated people.

Amid the excited cheers of the crowd, Jiang Baichuan looked towards the rest area below the stage and said with a smile, "Then please invite the first group of young heroes Fu Qingzhou and Wu Changfeng to the stage for the competition."

"Let's go?" Wu Changfeng raised his eyebrows at Fu Qingzhou and jumped onto the stage first.

Fu Qingzhou smiled, took off all the weapons he was wearing, and stuffed them into Qiu Chan's hands in front of him: "Help me take it."

Qiu Chan was startled: "You're not going to bring it?"

"Brother Wu doesn't carry any weapons, so if I carry a knife and a bow and arrow, wouldn't that be a bit of a bully to him?"

Fu Qingzhou winked at her, then jumped high and came to the stage.

Countless cheers instantly rang out from the audience, but Wu Changfeng glared at them: "Brother Fu, what do you mean? Do you look down on me? You don't even bring a weapon?"

"Where is it."

Fu Qingzhou laughed and said, "If I use a bow and arrow, I won't be able to appreciate the exquisiteness of your palm skills, Brother Wu. But if I use a knife... my knife is almost useless, I'm afraid you will break it."

Wu Changfeng sneered: "Boy, do you really want to fight me with your bare hands?"

"Why not?"

As Fu Qingzhou spoke, he slightly leaned sideways, raised his fists, and placed them in front of him, one in front of the other, at shoulder level. He moved his feet flexibly and actually assumed a Sanda stance!

"What are you doing?" Wu Changfeng was startled: "Why haven't I seen this before?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Brother Wu, there are many strange things in the world. Whether you fight with me or not, won't you have seen them?"

Wu Changfeng tilted his neck, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his figure shot out like lightning!

Fu Qingzhou calmed his mind, clenched his fists, stood on tiptoe, and watched the fierce palm wind getting closer and closer.

But they didn't notice that on the roof not far from the conference venue, among a group of inconspicuous sparrows, there was a little sparrow, its bean-sized eyes were always staring at the big stage, flashing a strange light.

(End of this chapter)