Chapter 872 Shooting oneself in the foot

After a while.

With a soft bang, Su Jing's palm went numb, and the Ziying Sword in his hand was knocked directly to the ground... Before the sword reached the ground, it seemed that he was quite dissatisfied. The Ziying Sword made a dissatisfied sword whistle, and then in After a bounce on the ground, it immediately flew into his hand again, and then buzzed non-stop, seeming to urge Su Jing to fight again.

But losing means losing. Even though the Ziying Sword has returned to his hand, Su Jing's face is still full of astonishment.

I really didn’t catch thirty moves...

Today's Su Jing is naturally different from when he first entered reincarnation.

Although Murong Ruo practiced the Ten Swords of Extreme Feelings, suppressed for many years, and reached the realm of the Divine Sea, it was at the time when he had accumulated a lot of accumulation, and He Shibi opened up his muscles and veins, and his progress was so fast that it was probably several times faster than that of ordinary people...

But what she has, she has.

Even in her body, the Evil Emperor's relics are instilling yellow essence into her body all the time. In terms of the speed of progress, she is probably faster than her. Even now, in terms of cultivation, the two of them are on equal terms. in between, but I guess he still suppressed her a little bit.

From Su Jing's point of view, even if he was defeated by Murong Ruo with swordsmanship alone, it would be difficult to determine the outcome between the two without fighting with hundreds of moves... The so-called battle of stripping is completely teasing. Murong Ruo was stunned.

But the result is seventeen moves.

With only seventeen moves, his true energy was stronger than Murong Ruo's, but in a real fight, he couldn't use any of it.

"Brother Su, your swordsmanship is too routine... You don't need routines. Too many people use them, so they are very annoying."

With a smile on her lips, Murong Ruo said, "Then now, shouldn't you take off some clothes as promised just now?"

Su Jing: "…………………………………………"

He casually took off the outer lining and said in dissatisfaction, "Come again!"

"OK."

Murong Ruo held the Qixi Sword again, a smile appeared in his eyes.

Not long after...

"This time it was good, you actually took nineteen moves from me!"

Murong Ruo shook his head and sighed: "But in terms of your swordsmanship, Brother Su, it's amazing that you can hold on to three moves from me. The reason why you can hold on for so long is entirely because your ability to detect enemies is very powerful. You can find the most appropriate response at the critical moment, but with swordsmanship, you can't always adapt to the enemy's changes, right?"

"Wait a minute, I think I'm feeling something."

Su Jing's pupils lit up and he said in surprise: "You just stabbed me diagonally with your sword. If I lift it up, swing your sword away, and then hit your wrist with the hilt, I will be able to force you back, and then I can backhand you." Remembering the sway of pen and ink in Mohist swordsmanship, the sword movement can be delayed by three points, and the defense can be turned into an attack immediately. "

"That's right, Brother Su is really powerful, and his comprehension ability is amazing."

"Let's do it again!"

Su Jing realized Murong Ruo's intention at this moment. She was trying the sword for him.

"etc……"

Murong Ruo pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Brother Su, have you forgotten something?"

Su Jing snorted softly, threw the belt on the mountain top, and shouted: "Come again."

After the words fell, the purple energy of the Ziying Sword circulated and surged towards Murong Ruo.

Silent mountain peaks...

On weekdays, although Murong Ruo often practices swordplay here, this place is also extremely cold, as it is now, with constant shouting and shouting, accompanied by Su Jing's annoyed shouts from time to time.

How should I put it? The purpose of practicing swordsmanship with Qu Wuyi was more to cultivate a tacit understanding. If we really fight...the sword skills inherited from A Fei are all one-hit kill moves. With one move, either you will die or I will. Death, but now, sparring with Murong Ruo is a different feeling.

The long sword made a ringing sound, and the beauty's eyes were like water...

Although he always failed, Su Jing actually enjoyed it.

in a blink.

The sun is gradually setting in the west.

At this time, Su Jing's progress was also huge. After all, the foundation was there. In the beginning, the progress was naturally rapid.

In the past, when Murong Ruo gave in quietly, Su Jing could only sustain more than ten moves. Now, Su Jing's best performance was when Murong Ruo went all out and was able to defeat Su Jing in the twenty-ninth move. , this is because Su Jing was bullied because of his inexperience.

"Ah, time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, the sky turned dark."

Murong Ruo wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the setting sun, and said, "Brother Su, shall we go back?"

Su Jing's upper body was exposed, and he was clearly the loser, but his face was full of energy. When he heard Murong Ruo's words, a look of reluctance appeared in his eyes, and he said, "Why are you so anxious? I feel like next time, within thirty moves, You will definitely not be able to defeat me."

That’s why I have to leave.

If Murong Ruo Xindao continues to fight, within thirty moves, I'm afraid I really have no chance of winning. Brother Su is really cheating. Why is his ability to comprehend so strong? Is it really because he has already established his foundation? , so no matter what you drive, it is extremely fast?

She smiled softly and said, "As long as we are sure, we can continue tomorrow."

Su Jing asked: "Seriously?!"

Murong Ruo looked serious, "Seriously!"

"good!"

Su Jing turned around to pick up the clothes he had thrown away, and leaned the Ziying Sword that had been humming unwillingly against the stone. He could clearly feel the unwillingness of the Ziying Sword. Obviously, it didn't understand. Why does his master not use it even though he has so much magical power in his body? Instead, he suffers failure again and again without trying his best...

Silly sword, if you understand, that would be weird.

After tying his clothes, he said: "Let's go. Wuyi and Lingyue don't know what happened. They didn't come to us today. Now, they must be impatient?!"

Although I only practiced for one day, I felt that the effect was much better than if I meditated alone for several days.

No wonder Mu Qingyan would give him some advice and let him compete with Rongruo more.

"That's right. I'm afraid they are impatient."

Murong Ruo also smiled.

The two walked back side by side.

Before walking too far, in the distance, I saw the figures of Lingyue and Qu Wuyi, side by side like sisters. The two women were waiting under the shadow of an ancient cypress. When they noticed Su Jing's figure, Lingyue cheered. , dashed over.

Qu Wuyi looked at Su Jing intently for a while, with a look of dissatisfaction in her eyes. When Su Jing came over, she asked in a low voice: "What's going on? The two of them are sparring. Why are their clothes disheveled during the sparring?"

"this……"

Su Jing was speechless. Can he say that I have been failing today? I originally wanted to take advantage, but ended up filling myself in.

"You didn't touch Rongruo, did you?"

Qu Wuyi asked in a low voice.

Su Jing nodded and said, "Of course not."

"That's just right."

Qu Wuyi's eyes rolled slightly and he said: "Last time you let Rongruo see me, but I lost you. This time, I have to find my place. When the time comes, hum, I will be fair and aboveboard. Look, Murong Ruo still has the nerve to make fun of me about what happened back then."

Su Jing: "Wu Yi, I think it's actually very bad for you to do this..."

Qu Wuyi leaned over and whispered a few words.

Su Jing's eyes lit up and he said: "Don't worry, I have already made an agreement with Rongruo. I will definitely wait for you when the time comes!"

Qu Wuyi rolled his eyes at Su Jing, thinking that he was really a weak-willed guy.