The Demon Cultivator of the Sword

Chapter 59: Battle against Murong Qingcheng
"Martial arts are meant to serve the warriors, not just to reach the peak of their abilities. Although your boxing skills are powerful and your techniques are good, you are not yet able to do whatever you want, so you are bound by the boxing skills themselves. In simple terms, you need to have your own fighting style and learn to turn other people's things into your own."

It was easy for Gu Yuan to say this, but it was difficult to put it into practice. Before, the reason why he was able to turn the Eclipse Sword Technique and the Nine Swords of Gale into his own martial arts, and even derive a powerful killing move like the Gale Demon Slash that was comparable to the top-level earth-level swordsmanship, was largely due to his own powerful soul power.

To put it bluntly, this thing requires a lot of comprehension. Even if you know how to do it, if you don't have enough comprehension, it will be useless.

However, these words were enough to make everyone stunned.

Especially Murong Qingcheng, she had also heard her father say similar words, but her father was a master of the Linghai Realm, while Gu Yuan was only at the Baoyuan Realm, and he was only in his early fifteen years old.

After carefully experiencing it on the fifth night, he gained some insights and looked at Gu Yuan again with more respect.

This is not only about status, but also about strength.

On the fourth night, he fought with Murong Qingcheng again. He wanted to see if Murong Qingcheng was as powerful as Gu Yuan.

The result did not disappoint him. Although Murong Qingcheng did not show the same powerful attack power and fighting skills as Gu Yuan, the defense of the Heavenly Demon Force Field was like a turtle shell that could not be broken no matter how hard the attack went.

Even if Murong Qingcheng only used the seventh level of the Heavenly Demonic Technique, it was still not something that the Fourth Night could handle.

Whenever the fourth night's attack was about to touch Murong Qingcheng, it would be distorted by the Heavenly Demon Force Field.

After dozens of rounds, the fourth night lost the competition because Murong Qingcheng shattered his body's protective qi with a palm.

"The Heavenly Demonic Art of the Feitian Demon Sect is indeed worthy of its reputation. I lost." The Fourth Night took a deep breath and turned his gaze to Gu Yuan, "I just don't know who is stronger between you and the Third Night."

Hearing this, the others also looked at him expectantly.

Gu Yuan smiled slightly and met Murong Qingcheng's gaze. "Senior Sister Murong, how about we just have a simple exchange?"

"it is good!"

Murong Qingcheng also smiled, gently stroked her hair that was messed up by the air waves from the previous battle, and agreed immediately.

It was obvious that neither of them had any intention of determining the winner.

The former was unwilling to use the eighth level of the Heavenly Demonic Technique.

The latter felt that it was meaningless to defeat Murong Qingcheng, who was hiding her strength. Compared to winning or losing, this battle was more about verifying martial arts and improving each other's strength.

Seeing that they would also be competing on the second and third nights, Guo Lanyue, the deacon of Lanyue Tower, naturally would not miss this opportunity, so he hoped that the two would compete in the martial arts training ground so that the talented young men and women at the headquarters could also watch.

Gu Yuan and Murong Qingcheng felt that it was the same wherever they went and did not refuse.

On the fighting field.

Gu Yuan and Murong Qingcheng fought each other.

Gu Yuan's weapon was the lower-grade treasure, the Fire Scale Sword, and Murong Qingcheng's weapon was the lower-grade treasure, the Black Silk Gloves. Due to the terrain and the presence of spectators, the two did not use any moves with overly destructive power. They were simply competing in their respective attainments in swordsmanship and palm techniques.

The Fire Scale Sword trembled, and flames burst out all over the sky. Each point of the flame was extremely condensed and flashed away. At the origin of the flame, Gu Yuan's figure was erratic, his movements were unpredictable, and there was no trace. From time to time, he disrupted his own rhythm and affected the opponent's rhythm. In terms of combat power, Murong Qingcheng, who used the seventh level of the Heavenly Demonic Art, was not inferior to Gu Yuan, who used 20% of the sword intent. Her palm method carried a strange and unpredictable Heavenly Demonic force field, which seemed to distort everything. Every time she slapped her palm, the angle was at the weakest point of the flame. As the palm force was implemented, a large area of ​​flames was shattered, and the palm force was like a distorted airflow, sweeping towards Gu Yuan.

It seemed slow but was actually fast as it dodged the palm attack range. The Guyuan sword's momentum changed, and the firelight turned into flames, sometimes soothing, sometimes violent, sometimes rising and blooming, and sometimes like an eclipse, displaying the artistic conception of the Eclipse Sword Technique to the fullest and reaching the pinnacle.

Murong Qingcheng had been exhausted from dealing with Gu Yuan's swordsmanship before. The sword's momentum changed at this time, and Murong Qingcheng suddenly felt exhausted. She seemed to be trapped in a sea of ​​fire. No matter how strange her palm power was, it could only dissipate some of the flames. Then more flames squeezed in to form a sea of ​​fire, covering the sky and the earth.

At the critical moment, Murong Qingcheng held up the Heavenly Demon Force Field, blocking most of the sea of ​​fire outside the Heavenly Demon Force Field. The few that broke through the defense of the Heavenly Demon Force Field were also extinguished by her with a casual palm.

"The sun is full!"

The sea of ​​fire was surging, and a sword came out of nowhere with infinite power and unstoppable momentum.

Ding!
Relying on the distorting effect of the Heavenly Demon Force Field, Murong Qingcheng dodged the sword squarely.

"Sunset Light!"

Light is invisible. Once the sword comes out, its force becomes stronger and stronger, pointing directly at the flaws in Murong Qingcheng's demonic force field, as if every flaw will be attacked.

"Heavenly Demon Mahamudra!"

At the critical moment, Murong Qingcheng condensed a large amount of demonic force field with her hands, ignoring the strong sword energy, and acted on Gu Yuan's location through the air.

Click!

The ground three steps behind Gu Yuan turned into nothingness.

"His Ghost Shadow Skill has surpassed that of Senior Brother." Murong Qingcheng's pupils shrank. The way she just fought was completely aimed at competing in defense.

In terms of attack, she is definitely not as good as Gu Yuan, but in terms of defense, the opponent is not as good as him. Even if Gu Yuan has practiced the intermediate earth-level skills to the highest level, it is still not as good as the demon force field released by her seventh-level demon technique.

But just now, after Gu Yuan made his move, his body moved. Because the speed was so fast, ordinary people could not see the trajectory at all. It was as if the Demonic Grasp passed through his body and acted on the position behind him.

Click!

At the same time, Gu Yuan's sword energy had already acted on the Heavenly Demon Force Field. The first thing to be destroyed was the luxurious building behind Murong Qingcheng. The building split in the middle, splitting into a huge ravine. The surface of the ravine was melted into magma by the scorching heat. Then, the sword energy sank into the Heavenly Demon Force Field. When it was half a foot away from Murong Qingcheng, its strength was exhausted, and the sword energy shattered, and was disintegrated by the Heavenly Demon Force Field that Murong Qingcheng casually gathered again.

"The third night was so powerful. When the sword energy emanated, my breathing stopped."

"The second night is also very strong. The force field just now was able to defend against such a terrifying sword."

"Qi Ye is one of the seven strongest members of the younger generation of our Lan Yue Tower. One day, I will become one of them."

The young men and women at the headquarters were all candidate members of the Seven Nights. They were generally sixteen or seventeen years old, and only a few of them had entered the Bao Yuan realm. Normally, they had only seen the last four nights sparring with each other, but had never seen a competition of such strength as that between Gu Yuan and Murong Qingcheng. They were all excited and passionate.

(End of this chapter)