The system takes me to pretend

Looking at Su Hao who was facing him unmoved, Mo Yaoshao shook his head. Originally, he didn't want to draw the sword, thinking that if Su Hao admit defeat, then he would withdraw the sword.

At his level, he naturally disdains to intentionally save face of his opponent.

However, with Su Hao's attitude, it is obvious that he will not admit defeat.

"If that's the case, then you can't blame me!" Mo Yaoshao sighed, and then a stern look flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, his eyes were extremely deep. In his eyes, there was nothing but a sword.

With a sudden swing of the long sword, innumerable amounts of sword energy cut out silently, instantly flooding the entire competition arena.

The sword light seemed to turn into a silver moon, illuminating the entire martial arts arena brightly
Each of his swords is like the casting of the sky. It seems simple, but it is complicated, because one of his swords is like several swords.

The moment Mo Yaoshao swung his sword, Su Hao's figure flashed and turned into a black shadow, swaying left and right, as if dancing in the wind.

In the eyes of outsiders, he seems to be strolling in the courtyard, watching the flowers bloom and fall, his clothes fluttering, and there is an indescribable elegance.

No matter how many sword qi Mo Huashao slashed, he could easily dodge it.

"What kind of operation is this?" Everyone looked at Su Hao who was dodging easily on the stage, and they all opened their mouths wide, dumbfounded.

They were sure that Mo Yaoshao had swung his sword, but there were no sword marks on Su Hao's body. Instead, he strolled leisurely on the stage, seeming to avoid all the sword energy that Mo Bashao swung.

However, before that, Su Hao was clearly scratched by Mo Yaoshao's sword!
The most shocking thing was Mo Huo Shao.

His swordsmanship pursues speed and destructiveness. The Sword of the Great River comes from the sky. The speed is faster than one sword, and the destructiveness is stronger than one sword.

It is impossible for those with low cultivation to keep up with the speed of the sword.

Enduring Su Hao, it seemed that he had seen through his sword skills.

Like a dancing butterfly, it dances lightly under his sword.

Whenever the sword energy was about to hit him, he was able to dodge it narrowly.

That appearance, as if dancing on the tip of the sword.

"Why is that?" Young Master Mo Jue stared blankly, his mind was completely filled with doubts.

With the swordsmanship he displays at the mid-stage of the low-level transformation, no one at the same level can escape it. Only those who are a few levels higher than him, or those who are very sensitive to sword energy, can do all this .

As for Su Hao, he was scratched by his sword earlier, which means that his strength is not several levels higher than his own.

Suddenly, his figure froze, and he suddenly remembered that Su Hao had drawn a sword aura in the air to declare war on Xu Wenxin's suitors for Chen Guajiang.

In other words, Su Hao's sensitivity to sword energy is no lower than his own.

"It's strange, look at Mo Yaoshao swinging his sword so many times, why is Su Hao fine?"

"I'm also puzzled. Just now, Mo Yaoshao cut Su Hao's arm with his sword!"

"Could it be that Mo Yaoshao's physical strength is exhausted, and his sword energy has been weakened?"

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Looking at the scene on the martial arts stage, everyone was full of doubts and discussions.

In their opinion, it is miraculous that Su Hao has not suffered any sword wounds until now.

"Fellow Daoist Su, come on!" Outside the arena, Ma Heyo's palms and backs were sweaty.

Although he has only been with Su Hao for a day, he has already regarded Su Hao as a good buddy. At this time, his good buddy is fighting against geniuses on the martial arts arena, so he naturally hopes that Su Hao can win.

On the martial arts arena, sweat gradually began to drip from Mo Yaoshao's forehead.

"Damn it, why did I meet someone who is so fond of swordsmanship? My swordsmanship is useless!"

His mentality has already collapsed a little.

Five minutes later, he first used his hole card, the True Essence Shield, and then used his full strength, and then used several sword techniques, including the Falling Leaf Sword and the Elegant Sword.

Even so, he still couldn't defeat Su Hao.

This guy, just dodging, has already exhausted himself. If he made a move quietly, he would definitely not be able to resist it.

Frustrated in his heart, Mo Yao stopped his hand and put the sword back into the scabbard, his eyes dimmed.

As a swordsman, the swordsmanship he used couldn't keep up with the speed of the enemy, and he was dodged by all the enemies.

No matter how superb the swordsmanship is, what is the use?

Seeing Young Master Mo bullying stop suddenly, Su Hao frowned: "With such strength, can he become the number one in the Yaolong organization?"

Young Master Mo's face was hot and flushed.

He wanted to refute something, but didn't know how to speak.

The great unwillingness made him aggrieved.

This year's instructor assessment should have been a stage for him alone, but because of Su Hao's appearance, he has repeatedly made him the second.

Now, even in the competition, he lost to Su Hao.

This result shocked him deeply.

"In these few games, I have observed your swordsmanship, including the swordsmanship you used in the confrontation with me just now." Su Hao quietly raised his right hand, pointed at random, and a spiritual power flew out instantly, turning into a long sword .

"I found out that your swordsmanship only pays attention to speed, but it doesn't combine the meaning and momentum of the sword."

While speaking, he walked with the sword, held his hand, the shadow of the sword flickered, and countless sword lights flashed past.

Aggregate, disperse, aggregate, disperse.

Eight into four, four into two, two into one, one turn... countless!
Countless sword energy attached to Su Hao's body. At this moment, the sword intent and sword force erupting from Su Hao's body perfectly merged together, and the whole world seemed to be transformed into a sword.

For a moment, the stunning sword light lit up, and the sky was paled by it.

Young Master Mo was startled, his pupils shrank into needles, as if he had seen a scene he would never forget.

In his eyes, when the long sword in Su Hao's hand moved, it suddenly turned into a cold light.

The moment the cold light suddenly appeared, all the sword energy in the entire world turned into cold lights.

The rushing cold light was like the rising tide of the sea, and the endless murderous aura shot out overwhelmingly, and the brilliant coercion was like a king descending, doing whatever he wanted.

Give and take, destroy, overwhelming!
At the moment when the sky was dark and cloudy, Su Hao raised his hands slowly, and a sword energy pierced across the competition platform.

Immediately, Su Hao touched the ground with his toes, the sky became darker, the long sword became invisible, and there was silence between the heaven and the earth.

When everyone witnessed this scene, they all felt chills.

I saw that within three seconds after Su Hao swung the sword, a crack in the sword energy appeared on the entire tournament stage. If the force hadn't been withdrawn in time, the sword energy might be able to cut the tournament platform into two halves.

Like a puppet with broken strings, Mo Yaoshao was completely stunned, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly opened, and his mind was blank.

Throughout the ages, swordsmanship has been divided into three realms.

The first realm: There is no sword in the hand, but the sword is in the heart.

Although this state is bare-handed, he can injure people thousands of miles away with sword energy, which is unrivaled. This kind of person is called a master of swordsmanship.

The second state: no sword is better than a sword, and the sword will surprise ghosts and gods.

Up to this point, the sword can be sent out at will, since the sword is an extension of the body, it seems to be a part of the body. When a sword comes out, it looks like there is no sword, but the horror of the sword can make people's scalp numb. This kind of person is called the sword master.

The third realm: the man is the sword, and the sword is the man.

Those who can reach this level are basically those who are at the peak of swordsmanship. They have already touched the profound meaning of the sword, and have reached the point where the human and the sword become one, and become one with the sword.

At this time, it is not the person who controls the sword, but the sword becomes a part of your body, and every subtle movement of the sword can be noticed by people, that is, there is a sword in me, and I am in the sword. This kind of person is called a sword. St.

Mo Huishao has practiced swords since he was a child and persevered, but he has not yet reached the realm of a master of swordsmanship. However, Su Hao's sword just now included the spirit of a master's sword, the number of swords of a sword master, and the power of a sword master. meaning.

If his sword style pursues speed, then Su Hao's sword style pursues perfection.

"It is said that there is a kind of person who is born with a super-high understanding of swords. Others need to delve into the profound meaning of swords that they may not be able to understand in a lifetime. This kind of person is born with the supreme mystery of the sword. It is the fourth realm of the way of swordsmanship, and the world calls him the sword god!" Seeing Su Hao with a calm face, Jia Taolu outside the arena was shocked.

Judging from Su Hao's aura of cutting the world with his sword just now, he fully possesses the profound meaning of the sword that is inherent in the sword god.

Leaving aside the elegant sword in front of Su Hao, just talking about the sword that was ready to strike just now, with Mo Yaoshao's current strength, it is impossible to do it at all.

On the real battlefield, I'm afraid that with Su Hao's sword down, Mo Yushao would not even be able to dodge.

The invisible sword, this is the real speed sword!

"I don't know much about swords either. If you think my words are wrong, then let it go and continue the game." Su Hao withdrew his hand, looked at Mo Haoshao, and spoke slowly.

Young Master Mo looked up at Su Hao. When his eyes met, he felt a sense of frustration and aggrieved feeling in his chest, which made him frustrated.

He lost.

Lost badly!

Whether it is swordsmanship or talent, he has lost!
Seeing that Young Master Mo was silent, Su Hao didn't speak out.

To be honest, Mo Yaoshao's knowledge in swordsmanship is indeed very deep, and his peers may not be able to compare with it.

If it wasn't because he possessed the innate power of a peerless master and his comprehension was heaven-defying, otherwise he wouldn't be able to see the leopard from other people's swordsmanship and bring forth the new through the old.

Of course, Mo Haoshao's failure is also justified.

This person is too conceited and arrogant, and he doesn't know that there are people beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, Mo Yaoshao took a deep breath, stared at Su Hao, and asked in a deep voice: "How did you practice the sword to such a level?"

"I haven't practiced swords before, but I think that to practice swords, you need to immerse your body and mind in the sword, comprehend the true meaning of the sword, and combine the meaning and momentum of the sword to achieve the effect of the unity of human and sword." Su Hao squinted his eyes, Said lightly.

Mo Yaoshao bit his lip and bent over as if he had made up his mind.

"I still don't understand, please tell me!"