Chapter 199: Arena Competition, Sword Skills Training

Jiang Yi stepped onto the fighting stage.

All the surrounding hillbillies rushed forward, roaring and showing off their muscles.

There are a lot of "Meat-loving" Hilliard thugs.

It seems that every Hillichul person is training himself to be a big guy.

Jiang Yi pulled out the Divine Wind Sword Embryo, and under the gaze of the two girls, used the sword for the first time. It was also the first time that he did not use the mysterious power unique to the West Wind Sword Master.

"This sword is as heavy as rock!"

He raised the sword straight up and smashed the spine of the sword down.

The sword moves slowly, and can be seen clearly by the Hilliard thugs.

He could look down at Jiang Yi's height, and his broad arms, which were thicker than Jiang Yi's thighs, made him smile ferociously, with his horns reaching up to the sky, his mane fluttering, and the eyes on the mask full of mockery.

Step forward and charge.

The wooden shield condensed by the grass slime can push the boulders away and roll down the cliff under its power.

This arrogant and ignorant human being will fly out of the arena of glory.

"boom!"

The narrow and slender sword spine, carrying Jiang Yi's skill of making light work of great accomplishments, turned into a destructive force like the collapse of a mountain.

The overwhelming force directly shattered the shield and knocked the hillbilly thug with broken bones away.

Backhand chop!

The same sword cut through the thick wooden shield of another Hilliard thug.

There was a crackling sound, like a huge tree being pushed apart by a huge rock falling from the mountain.

Jiang Yi looked at the other Hillilians surrounding him, and his sword moves evolved and became extremely light.

"This is the swiftness of the wind!"

At the great perfection realm, he could lift heavy objects with ease. With the same enormous force, under the sword style that was as fast as the wind, the sky was filled with sword light like floating feathers, cutting through the torches, wooden sticks, and round shields on the bodies of the Hilichul people with torches, hillock people with wooden sticks, and hillock people with round shields.

Having lost their weapons, they were stunned.

The countless thin sawdust on the ground frightened them so much that they turned back, jumped off the stage, and touched the masks on their bodies that were intact because Jiang Yi had shown mercy.

One after another, sharp arrows carrying fire and ice elements, mixed with ordinary arrows and stones, shot towards Jiang Yi.

"Water is so gentle..."

Jiang Yiyu used Tai Chi sword moves, which flowed through his body like water and turned into a sphere, blocking all arrows and stones, and even pulling them back.

The three Fire Axe Hill thugs chopped down with their fire axes.

He used his strength, and with a little force he was able to move a great object. The sword light deflected the fire axes, causing them to collide with each other.

The sword style turned into an endless soft force, teasing the surrounding hillbillies.

Once the attack occurs, the flow of the river turns into the sword light of the sea that swallows everything.

A group of Hilichurls were unable to withstand the attack and rolled off the stage covered in wounds, but another group of Hilichurls in good condition climbed up again.

Jiang Yi smiled indifferently.

Before, all the enemies I encountered were too strong, and I had no way to use my sword skills properly and hone them.

After returning from the dragon disaster, he felt that Tai Chi West Wind War Dance was too complicated. Although it was powerful, in order to maintain balance, both offense and defense, all the sword moves were connected into one, integrating only the Tai Chi meaning of making light of heavy things, making heavy things light, and combining hardness and softness.

Now, while studying in Mondstadt and on the way here, he reorganized his sword skills and strength skills.

Extract the essence of Tai Chi·West Wind War Dance sword moves, refer to the power characteristics of the seven elements of Teyvat, complete seven artistic conceptions and seven new sword moves.

Rocks, wind and water are here.

It was followed by “The Toughness of Pine Straw!”

Sword moves to defend and collide with the fire axe.

The green pine remains still and can stand on the precipice, unafraid of wind and rain.

Green grass and thorns are everywhere. They cannot be extinguished by fire and cannot be bent by feet.

Jiang Yi's sword blade changed from the meaning of green pine to grass, which bounced up like a blade of grass, knocking away the fire axe, and then turned into thorns to stab the hill thugs.

Bounce, slash upward, and shake the blade.

All the weapons attacking him were knocked away.

There is rain and wind all around, and the Qiuqiu Shaman is hiding his spell.

Jiang Yi chopped off the rain, stepped on the shoulders of the Qiuqiu thug, and slashed at the dark clouds with the sword's light.

"As strong as thunder!"

With the power of wisdom flowing in, his palms and clothes made crisp sounds, and the sword blade made a hissing sound.

This is a Thunder Sword that is faster than the Wind Sword, and it also has an explosive sword light that is concentrated at one point.

A gap appeared in the dark clouds, and sword light fell from the sky.

It opens and closes on the ground, embodying the majesty of subduing demons.

The fighting Hilichurls were frightened and tried frantically to resist the sword light that had already slashed through their bodies. They flew high up, trembling as if they had been electrocuted.

The Qiuqiu people who were watching had the most outstanding character of admiring the strong among all the Qiuqiu tribes. They completely ignored their own people and watched Jiang Yi defeat the strong men in their own tribe one by one, shouting excitedly.

The sounds came one after another, as if it was a lively celebration.

"So handsome! You are worthy of being called the Sword Saint!" Livingstone clasped his fingers together and held them in front of his chest.

"As an adventurer, shouldn't I learn more about swordsmanship? It shouldn't be difficult with my talent!"

Barbara, who was standing by, felt guilty when she heard this. She had been taught by Jiang Yi all along, but she still couldn't perform any sword moves well.

If I go out and say that I am a disciple of the Sword Saint, I will definitely be laughed at!

"However, the sword of the Sword Master of West Wind is indeed powerful!"

"I've learned something. I don't need to defeat my sister, but I can at least impress my father!"

"I'm the best fighter in the logistics and medical team!"

Jiang Yi experienced the changes in sword moves, evolving them from theoretical to actual combat swordplay.

Make up for the flaws, make up for the shortcomings, and prepare for advancement to the next level of kendo.

There was a sound of sword strikes, which hit the hill people's wooden shields with a dull thunder and pierced through them directly.

"Next move!"

"The coldness of the dark energy is like frost on the tarsal bones!"

Jiang Yi adjusted his sword style, aimed at the arms of the hillbillies and other unimportant places that could be treated, and tried this most silent and vicious sword move.

Using this method to kill people, combined with true energy, is the most painful.

You can even use sword moves to press acupoints and body to make the opponent make mistakes.

However, he has not yet studied the acupuncture points of the Qiuqiu people.

The fusion of three kinds of physical strength into sword techniques is the biggest gain in recent times.

Different sword intentions, different emotions, different powers.

The last sword among these seven styles is the ultimate interpretation of emotion.

"Rage and courage, bursting like fire!"

The sword style is like cursive calligraphy, extremely casual.

He hacked and chopped, like a furious man venting his anger by slaughtering everything around him.

The fight was exhilarating and refreshing.

All distracting thoughts in the mind were burned away and expelled from the body along with the sword moves.

"Comfortable!"

Jiang Yi looked at the arena where only one person was standing, stepped on the bloodstains of the Hilichurls on it, and walked towards the ice element monument whose spell had been broken at some unknown time.

Use alchemical potion to activate and unlock the last seal of the sword tomb.

Sitting, lying or kneeling, the Hillichul people outside the arena looked at the humans who had swept away all the strong men in their tribe.

Let out a roar of excitement and adoration.

"strength!"

"A tremendous strength!"

"meat!"

Jiang Yi listened to the language of the Qiuqiu people, walked down the stage, and found a Qiuqiu thug bringing a big pot of meat.

The broth was boiling, the meat fat was floating, and there was not a single vegetable ingredient.

The amazing thing is that the hill people seemed to have gotten the seasonings from the adventurer and knew how to make the meat taste better, so the meat was fragrant and full of appetite.

After careful identification, I found that this was wild boar meat and nothing strange was added to it.

Jiang Yi thought for a while, sat down, took two tree branches and ate all the meat.

The Hilltop thugs cheered loudly and brought over another basin.

Barbara watched with concern.

Livingstone was full of curiosity and took notes with an air of discovery.

"It seems that those who defeat the 'Meat-loving' tribe of hillbillies in the ring will receive worship and... multiple pots of wild boar meat!"

Jiang Yi smiled contemptuously at the Qiuqiu people, accepted all the food, and ate all the meat again.

"Oh oh——!" the hillbillies shouted, this guy is worthy of being a strong man with a big stomach, and added another pot.

Jiang Yi took a few minutes to eat it.

Another pot please!

All the cooked meat was brought in pot after pot, and it was all eaten up by the strongest human in the world.

For the first time, the "Meat-loving" Hillilks were so excited and hungry that they sent off a human being.

If they had an appetite as bottomless as his, they would be just as powerful!

A large, pitch-black human figure holding a sword was carved on totem poles and arenas and became a legend.