fox master

Chapter 69 Fan Blade Rises Cold Light

The first day of the game ended like this. Zhan Yixuan was eating and drinking, Zi Qiyuan was watching the game, and many people in the audience were watching them secretly. Zi Zhao kept staring at the jade field under his feet. There were only three judges left, and more than half of them were dutifully screened out.

The second day was finally much more exciting than the first day. As usual, Zhan Yize sat on the same chair with Zi Qiyuan, watching the competition quite seriously, "Huh? He used the sky-cracking fan technique?" Zhan Yize Yi Ze looked at a boy with an iron fan in the field and said.

"Yes, that person is a child of the royal family." Zi Qiyuan replied.

"This exercise can only be learned by the royal family?"

"Well, the children of the royal family can learn the first to fourth forms, the elders of the royal family can learn the sixth form, the supreme can learn the eighth form, and the last ninth form can only be comprehended by obtaining the Sky Splitting Fan.

The reason why the Tianchen competition is important is not because of the training resources rewarded, but because among the top three, the royal family can learn the sky-cracking fan trick that they have not learned before, and the non-royal family can get top-level skills, which increases their possibility of becoming elders and supreme . "Zi Qiyuan explained.

Fighting to choose, the dragon clan has always had a strong sense of competition, and the significance of this competition is even more so, so that better clansmen can get better resources, and the gap between young dragon clans will continue to widen, so as to select a new generation of dragons. Heir.

At this time, the competition became more and more fierce. The boy with the iron fan moved, and the closed iron fan swept across. The other boy barely avoided it, turned around and kicked him, but the boy with the fan didn't mess up at all. , quickly crossed the iron fan, and blocked the kick. Seeing that the move was not going to work, the other boy was about to retreat, but found that the person in front of him suddenly disappeared. The pain was severe, and then his eyes went dark, and he fell out of the ring.

And the other boy was holding the handle of the fan, looking at his embarrassed appearance with a smile on his face.

"Ziyun Feisheng."

Xiao Weiyu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "You have a deep understanding of the power of time and space, very good." There was a hint of approval in his eyes.

The people in the audience couldn't help sighing, "I said why did he disappear suddenly? It turned out to be the reason of the power of time and space." "It should be using the power of time and space to calculate the coordinates and teleport directly behind him." "Okay Powerful! If the teleportation miscalculates the position a little, it is easy to fall into the turbulence of time and space."

"What's so great, isn't it teleportation?" A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy suddenly said.

Immediately, someone echoed: "That's right, Young Master Feng will teleport a long time ago." Hearing someone speak out for him, Zi Feng slightly raised the corners of his lips, his eyes full of arrogance.

Zi Yunfei on the stage got off the stage, just in time to hear this, he was not angry, but just smiled and said: "Brother Feng refuses to accept? Then we will see the outcome in the ring."

"Hmph, then you can wait for me, don't be beaten to the ground in advance." Zi Feng said viciously.

"Don't worry, I will beat you to the ground, of course I will fight to the end." Zi Yunfei looked gentle, but his words were firm.

"This Zi Yunfei is not bad." Zhan Yize said calmly.

Zi Qiyuan glanced at the white-clothed boy with a pair of cold eyes, and said: "He is very talented, he is the son of the Great Elder."

Zhan Yize's eyes swept over Zi Yunfei and Zi Feng, and playful anticipation flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Zi Feng was competing with a short-haired boy, he just took the boy's move, instead of retreating, he bowed his head and sideways, and dodged to the short-haired boy.

Seeing the black iron fan approaching, the boy hurriedly crossed the iron rod to block it. Seeing this, Zifeng's mouth hooked slightly, his wrist turned slightly, and the black iron fan opened with a "swish" sound, and he swiped upwards, only to see the purple awns flashing However, the iron rod was directly broken into two pieces.When the short-haired boy panicked, he kept moving, taking advantage of the momentum to approach the boy's face. The boy leaned back to avoid it, but still felt a pain on his face.

Xiao Weiyu's eyes widened, and he shouted, "Turn a fan into a blade!"

At this time, the young man was already separated from Zi Feng, but he still missed the opportunity. When Zi Feng kicked his back with a kick full of spiritual power, he had no time to dodge, so he had to turn over in the air with all his strength. Half-kneeling on the ring, when he raised his head again, there was already an iron fan across his neck, and the fan light was chilling.

"I admit defeat." The boy said shyly, blood flowed down his right cheek and dripped down his chin.

The audience was silent.

Xiao Weiyu stood up and said, "You just used the third form of the Sky Splitting Fan." Turning the fan into a blade is the symbol of the third form of the Sky Splitting Fan.

In Sky Splitting Fan Kung Fu, there is a watershed between the second form and the third form, and the power of each form after the third form is even more different.

It is also because of this that the previous physique simply cannot withstand the backlash of practicing after the second form, and it is very likely that the body will explode and die.Therefore, the Huangchen Purple Dragon Clan does not allow the following disciples to learn the third form, and the rewards mentioned before will not be taught until they reach their age.

Zi Feng naturally knew this, but he still replied calmly: "That's right."

Xiao Weiyu glanced at the lord sitting on the seat, and seeing that the lord did not make a sound, he asked, "Can your body take it?"

This Zifeng is the nephew of the lord, although the Huangchen Zilong clan and below are not allowed to learn the third form, but if the lord taught it, maybe there is a way to avoid backlash, so he didn't directly reprimand, but asked about the situation first.

"I figured it out myself, my uncle only taught me the first two moves." Zi Feng's face was not without pride.

"Comprehend it by yourself?" Xiao Weiyu was very surprised. He had never heard of the Sky Splitting Fan Kung Fu that could comprehend the next move by himself. How could it be possible?

"I know that the following third exercise is prone to backlash, but I comprehend it myself, so there will be no backlash." Zifeng snorted and said with a smile, thinking that when he just finished learning the second exercise and was adjusting his breath, suddenly Many images flashed across, as if being forced into it by someone, but it was still extremely clear. There was a force in the dark, letting him know that it was the third form of Sky Splitting Fan. Excited and confused, he went to tell his uncle , Uncle told him that this is comprehension, he realized the third form himself.

Uncle said that comprehension will not be backlashed, and he also pointed out the main points of the third form very seriously, so he will not be worse than Zi Yunfei, and No.1 can only be his.

Xiao Weiyu turned his puzzled eyes to Zi Qiyuan who was sitting on the master seat, "I am stupid, I have never heard that the Sky Splitting Fan Kung Fu can be comprehended by myself, please ask your lord to clarify."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Zi Qiyuan's lips, and a voice full of spiritual power came out of Gaotai, "It's true that this kind of thing has never happened before, but the Sky Splitting Fan is an inherited weapon connected with our blood, so it is natural to be close to the people of the clan. , Zi Feng is very talented in the cultivation of the Sky Splitting Fan, and it is normal to receive gifts from the clan's inherited weapons. This deity has personally confirmed that this understanding has not caused any harm to him, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Your Majesty means this is a gift from the Sky-Cracking Fan?" Great Elder Zi Yi suddenly said excitedly.

"That's right, the Sky-Cracking Fan has spirituality, and it has the power of inheritance, but the deity has neglected his duty and has never summoned the Sky-Cracking Fan." Zi Qiyuan said lightly.

The Great Elder shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, there is no need to blame yourself. Zi Qiyuan rebelled with the Sky-Cracking Fan thousands of years ago, and there is no Supreme in the clan who can summon the Sky-Cracking Fan. Now that the Sky-Cracking Fan has moved, it is already the leader of our clan." fortunate."

There was a bit of coolness in Zi Qiyuan's gentle voice, "Don't worry, everyone, in this generation, the Split Sky Fan will definitely return."

Xiao Weiyu and the others immediately stood up from their seats, cupped their hands and said, "Your Majesty!"

Zi Qiyuan waved his sleeves to help him, his majesty was somewhat gentle, "free of courtesy"

Only Zi Zhao couldn't help trembling, he finally felt that something was wrong, the gift of the cracked sky fan?Because Your Majesty has restored the memory of his previous life, the Sky Splitting Fan has been completely controlled by His Majesty...Then Zi Feng learned the third form, which can only be taught to him by His Majesty controlling the Sky Splitting Fan, but His Majesty Why do you want to do this, and how to prevent Zi Feng from being backlashed by the power of the third form?

Thinking of Fox Ancestor sitting next to His Majesty, Zi Zhao felt deeply uneasy. If this was a conspiracy involving the splitting of the sky fan, he didn't know how many clansmen would be involved, and what position he should be in.

The next day's game came to an end, and there were only eight undecided clansmen left. As usual, the order of playing was determined by drawing lots.

"I didn't expect to face Brother Feng in the first round." Zi Yunfei looked at the note in Zi Feng's hand, and it was the same as his own, with the number three, which meant that they were the third group to compete.

Eight people compete in the knockout round, and it takes three rounds in total to decide the champion. These two people met each other in the first round.

"Hmph, then I'll beat you to win the championship." Zi Feng said bluntly.

Tianchen competition continues.

The first two groups of competitions were chasing after each other, earth-shattering and full of enthusiasm, and in the end it ended perfectly.

Let's move on to the really important third group.

Zi Yunfei and Zi Feng put their hands on the stone pillars respectively, and saw the light surge. Looking at the brightness above, the disciples in the referee's seat said: "Zi Yunfei, 19 years old; Zi Feng, 16 years old."

Hearing such an age difference, the disciples below talked a lot. The Huangchen Purple Dragon Clan has passed the third form of splitting the sky fan, so a 19-year-old is almost crushed against a 16-year-old, but the situation of these two people is different. Yes, Zifeng has received the gift of the Sky Splitting Fan, and will also have the third form, so this will undoubtedly be a wonderful competition.

The two jumped onto the ring, Zi Feng didn't say a word, the black iron fan directly slashed at Zi Yunfei, Zi Yunfei's expression moved, and he raised the iron fan horizontally without dodging or evading.

With the sound of "Dang", Zi Yunfei mobilized his spiritual power and pushed towards the black iron fan. Zi Feng gritted his teeth slightly, but still took half a step back. jump away.

"Brother Feng, you have practiced for three years less than me, so your spiritual power is weaker after all." Zi Yunfei stood on the spot and smiled calmly.

"Stop talking nonsense," Zi Feng snorted, his spiritual power is not as strong as Zi Yunfei's, but that doesn't mean he can't do it in other places.

He dodged forward, opened the black iron fan, and the iron fan swept across like a sharp blade, and it was the third form of Sky Splitting Fan, turning the fan into a blade.

Seeing this, Zi Yunfei also opened his iron fan, turning the fan into a blade, and started fighting with Zi Feng.

"Zheng", "Qiang", "Dang", "Qiang——" The sound of weapons colliding continued to resound, and the movements of the two became faster and faster. The attacks fell on each other like a storm, and they were constantly being blocked. block.

"It's actually evenly matched." Someone in the audience murmured in disbelief. They thought that Zi Feng had only practiced for a short time, and even if he could crack the sky fan third style, he would not be more proficient than Zi Yunfei. Don't fall behind.

Evenly matched?The corners of Zi Feng's mouth curled up, seeing the iron fan in Zi Yunfei's hand swipe towards his right hand, he backed up to block, while turning his wrist, with the momentum of blocking, the black iron fan swiftly slashed forward, then The speed is a bit faster than Ziyun Fei.

Zi Yunfei's expression changed, how long has he been learning to crack the sky fan, how could he be faster than himself?

He hurriedly dodged to dodge, but there was still a bloodstain on his wrist. Zi Feng was so aggressive that he approached him with a swipe, "Dang", Zi Yunfei caught it in a hurry, but he was no longer as calm as before. .

Zi Yunfei's smile disappeared. He moved his wrist and put away the iron fan. Ren Zifeng kept attacking him, but he just raised the iron fan horizontally to avoid resistance. The two actually stalemate again.

"Do you only know how to hide?" Zi Feng asked angrily, and the moves of his subordinates gradually became less accurate than before because of anger.

A dark light flashed in Zi Yunfei's eyes, and he raised the iron fan horizontally as usual, but just when everyone thought the two iron fans would collide again, he suddenly turned to the right, facing Zifeng's already unstable black iron. When the fan brushed across his shoulder, he poured all his spiritual power into his leg, and kicked Zi Feng hard on the wrist.

"Tear" the clothes on Zi Yunfei's left shoulder were torn, but Zi Feng's black iron fan also came out of his hand and flew out of the ring.

"When" the black iron fan fell to the ground, the audience was silent.

Zi Yunfei laughed and said, "Brother Feng really has poor foundation."

Zi Feng's spiritual power is weak, and Zi Yunfei made him throw away his weapon because of his intentional calculations. Without the black iron fan, how can Zi Feng beat himself?

Zifeng looked resentful, he didn't hold the black iron fan, what would uncle think?No, you can't lose, No.1 can only be your own!

Facing Zi Yunfei who was attacking, Zi Feng sneered and said, "You really think I only have a black iron fan?"

With a "kuang", a pitch-black dagger appeared out of thin air, blocking Zi Yunfei's iron fan.

The water waves swayed and spread out with the dagger as the center, making the sword particularly eye-catching. It was a dagger with a pitch-black body and a strange pattern resembling flowing water at the lower end of the hilt.

"Su Yan" Zi Yunfei squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

Zhan Yize on the stage naturally also recognized the short sword, his eyes gradually darkened, bottomless, he raised his hand, and pushed away the Qing Luo Ling fruit that Zi Qiyuan handed over.Zi Qiyuan paused, pursed his pale lips slightly, and silently retracted his hand.

"Hmph, Suyu is my contract weapon." The competition in the audience is still going on, Zifeng said, while constantly swinging his sword to attack, he wanted to win the competition with the Sky Splitting Fan Kung Fu, so his uncle will definitely win the competition. I am very satisfied, but I don't want to be self-defeating because of Zi Yunfei.

Zi Yunfei flashed his figure, dodging the short sword and said, "Su Yan is powerful, but do you have the matching exercises?"

Weapons have always been used in conjunction with skills. If there is no good skill, the power of the weapon can only be [-]%, just like the sinful dagger that is as famous as Suyu, even the ghost year must be matched with the palm of the thousand-step shadow. Only unique footwork can bring out its weird and cold characteristics.

The sky-cracking fan technique of the Huangchen Zilong Clan is a top-notch technique, and looking at Zifeng's movements, it is obvious that he does not know any exquisite sword techniques. Ziyunfei made up his mind, summoned his spiritual power, and attacked again .

"This Sudan is in your hands, it's just a waste of money!" Zi Yunfei shouted.

Zi Feng's posture became more and more stiff, he only felt that Zi Yunfei's figure dazzled him, the iron fan was unpredictable, and he even missed several times with his sword.

It wasn't until this time that he intuitively felt the power of the Sky Splitting Fan technique, even if he had the world-famous Su Yan, he couldn't make up for the gap in the technique.

"Pfft..." Zi Feng couldn't dodge it, and was hit by the iron fan, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"哐" Suyun fell, and he also fell on the ring.

Zi Feng picked up Su Yan with difficulty, holding the sword in both hands, his whole body was a little unsteady.

With a "bang", Zi Feng was kicked by Zi Yunfei again and fell to the ground, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up unsteadily.

"Not admitting defeat yet?" Zi Yunfei laughed.

"No..." Zi Feng gritted his teeth, and blood slid down the corner of his mouth. There was an inexplicable arrogance in his eyes. Although he was immature, he carried a bit of persistence inherited from the blood of the Dragon Clan, and he never bowed his head.

Zi Yunfei didn't speak any more, just bullied himself and attacked directly, won't admit defeat?When you are kicked out of the ring, you have to admit it if you don't!

Zi Qiyuan looked at Zifeng who was getting closer and closer to the edge of the ring, and said softly: "It's time." Zhan Yize raised the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and a pair of phoenix eyes flashed with anticipation.

Zi Qiyuan stared deeply at Zifeng, a purple light flashed in his eyes, the purple light was translucent, and the purple mist made it even more difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

Zi Feng was already covered in blood, facing Zi Yunfei who attacked again, bitterness flashed in his eyes, but he stubbornly pursed his lips and closed his eyes without saying a word.

He waited for a while, but nothing happened, no severe pain as expected.

Zi Feng opened his eyes suspiciously, but saw Zi Yunfei looking at him in horror, panic?He looked up following Zi Yunfei's gaze, and saw an open purple iron fan.

The black and purple dark patterns are natural and integrated with the iron fan, giving a mysterious sense of time passing.There is a tiny dragon pattern on the bottom of the fan handle, which is lifelike, and the light is like a living thing, and it is about to fly away.

At this time, the iron fan was emitting a faint purple light, covering him.

Zi Feng was stunned, no member of the Huangchen Zilong Clan would fail to recognize this iron fan, a weapon inherited from the Lord that had been missing for thousands of years - the Sky Splitting Fan.