Chapter 1904 Win Without Being Spoiled
The fake Xiang Nan immediately walked to Xiang Nan's side and whispered, "Don't seek death! Hurry up and scram back!"
"Don't ruin my good fortune!"
Xiang Nan glanced at him indifferently and said, "If I don't have the ability, I'll just stand by and watch. I'll study hard. Where's all the nonsense coming from?"
"How dare you be so arrogant even if your skills are inferior to others? You are also a bizarre person."
The fake Xiang Nan was shocked, "You!"
Xiang Nan ignored him and directly took a few steps forward to stand opposite Xiao Zilong.
Xiao Zilong cupped his fists and said, "Spirit Vulture Sect, Xiao Zilong!"
Xiang Nan cupped his fists and said, "Taiyi Sect, Wang Dazhuang!"
Everyone present burst into laughter.
Xiang Nan thought to himself. Since the name Xiang Bei had already been known by others, he might as well make it up casually.
And, where did the Taiyi Sect have such a sect? He was just randomly fabricating it according to Taiyi Divine Art.
Xiao Zilong laughed and said, "Brother Dazhuang, be careful."
"I still have six sharp swords. I'll use five. You can use the one in your hand first."
"I suppressed my cultivation to the fourth level of the Heavenly Tribulation, just like you!"
"Take action."
After he finished speaking, Xiang Nan immediately rushed up with his sword and rushed towards Xiao Zilong.
Xiao Zilong shook his head and smiled, "Do all martial artists nowadays like to take risks with their own bodies and face enemies at close range? This kind of method is too inferior."
Xiao Zilong released a sharp sword to attack Xiang Nan.
Modern martial artists' use of weapons could be said to be extremely crude. All they could do with weapons was to hack, hack, flip, stab, pick, hook, smash, slap, and collide.
After releasing the weapon, the weapon could only fly in a straight line or in an arc, and its movements were simple and single.
That was why the fake Xiang Nan had no such experience when facing Xiao Zilong's weapon and was beaten into a sorry state.
You face an enemy holding a weapon. You know how to attack the enemy, but you only face a sharp sword. Who do you want to attack? Attack the sword itself?
In particular, Xiao Zilong's sharp sword was something that he could fight with!
Fake Xiang Nan was not weaker than Xiao Zilong, but on the contrary, he was stronger. However, he did not have the experience to deal with such an ancient martial artist, so his defeat was extremely ugly.
But now, Xiang Nan was completely different.
As expected, Xiao Zilong's sharp sword was gripped by an invisible person, launching a fierce attack on Xiang Nan.
However, he saw a sharp sword floating in the air, hacking and picking at Xiang Nan, striking out in all sorts of ways.
Xiang Nan shook his head and said, "Cultivation is not only about cultivating the martial artist's physique, but also about the martial artist's understanding of battle."
"Battle consciousness, techniques, movement techniques, reactions, and flexible use of the body are all treasures of modern martial arts."
Xiang Nan easily bypassed Xiao Zilong's sharp sword with a sharp sword in his hand.
Although Xiao Zilong's sharp sword was flexible and flexible, and he could attack, the way it attacked was also under Xiao Zilong's control.
If Xiao Zilong's own combat skills weren't good, then his sharp sword would naturally not be that good.
But, compared to fighting consciousness?
If Xiang Nan dared to claim second place, then no one would dare to claim first place.
"Ah" Xiao Zilong was shocked.
The audience also cried out in shock.
Xiang Nan nimbly dodged the sharp sword and headed straight for Xiao Zilong.
Xiao Zilong released a second sharp sword, two swords fighting against Xiang Nan!
The two swords howled in the air as sharp sword shadows streaked past.
However, Xiang Nan didn't care about this kind of attack at all. He only quickly dodged the flying sword's attack. He didn't retaliate, nor did he clash with it forcefully. He just dodged, blocked, and constantly approached Xiao Zilong.
Xiao Zilong released two more sharp swords in a row.
Xiang Nan only treated these four sharp swords as his four enemies.
He knocked away a sword, picked out a sword, pulled away a sword, and kicked away another sword.
At the same time, he flipped over and jumped. The sharp sword in his hand stabbed towards Xiao Zilong's face.
"So beautiful!" The cynical elder stood up abruptly, his eyes shining brightly, and he actually shouted in disregard of his status.
Xiao Zilong's expression changed drastically. He shouted and quickly retreated, roaring, "Heavenly Dipper Imperial Swordsmanship, Steel Blade!"
The four sharp swords that were chasing after Xiang Nan instantly shone with light!
With a sharp sword of this level, Xiang Nan was no longer able to face it head-on. If he struck it, the sharp sword in his hand would break instead.
That Xiang Nan simply didn't even do the blocking action, he simply dodged it dexterously!
No matter how powerful Xiao Zilong's sword was, it was useless if it could not hit Xiang Nan.
Xiang Nan, on the other hand, was like a dexterous shadow, like a fish in water amidst the four sharp swords. He nimbly passed through the four swords and arrived in front of Xiao Zilong with two slippery steps.
The sword in Xiang Nan's hand rested on Xiao Zilong's neck.
"Senior Xiao, you've lost." Xiang Nan said.
This kind of exquisite and peerless battle consciousness made the fake Xiang Nan look dumbfounded. He stood not far away in a daze.
Xiao Zilong said excitedly, "I haven't failed yet! Your sword can't break through my defense!"
"Heavenly Dipper Imperial Sword Technique, surrender!"
Seeing this, Xiang Nan slashed the sword in his hand horizontally without hesitation.
Clang!
Sure enough, Xiao Zilong possessed the hardness of a high-grade profound grade sword. Furthermore, he had also been blessed with the hardness of a sword that blossomed with light.
This sword strike was directly bounced away by Xiao Zilong's neck.
"So what?" Xiao Zilong said.
Xiang Nan smiled faintly. He hugged his shoulders and charged forward!
Boom!
A close Iron Mountain leaned forward and sent Xiao Zilong flying.
When Xiao Zilong flew backwards, Xiang Nan caught up with him at lightning-fast speed. From top to bottom, he chopped down and knocked Xiao Zilong to the ground!
Immediately after, Xiang Nan lifted Xiao Zilong into the air and leaned against another iron mountain!
This time, when Xiao Zilong was knocked flying, Xiang Nan caught up with him, surpassed him, and crashed towards him from another direction with the Iron Mountain!
Boom!
Xiao Zilong was constantly sent flying by Xiang Nan, and he was constantly sent flying by Xiang Nan from the opposite direction!
Xiao Zilong had no way to retaliate!
The greatest advantage of using a flying sword to attack an enemy was that a long-range attack could be said to be unsolvable.
But in close combat, the flying swords were no longer applicable. Once Xiang Nan got close to him, the four flying swords would become chicken ribs.
After Xiao Zilong was knocked down by Xiang Nan seven or eight times in a row, the Dipper Qi in his body was out of balance, and the General Martial Skill was also invalidated immediately.
A bright sword suddenly shot out from Xiao Zilong's body.
Whoosh!
Xiang Nan seized the opportunity and placed a sword around Xiao Zilong's neck. He smiled and said, "Senior, you really lost this time."
Xiao Zilong was shocked, "You … you …"
Xiang Nan retracted his sword, cupped his fists, and said loudly, "Senior sect, martial techniques and techniques are admirable, but there is no difference between the old and the new."
Xiao Zilong's face was dejected as he said, "How could there be no difference between high and low? Aren't you beating me to the point where I'm powerless to retaliate?"
Xiang Nan smiled and said, "That's because my personal combat ability is too outstanding. The battle between the two of us has already been heavily influenced by my personal strength."
"If my fighting skills and Senior's are on the same level, it's hard to say who is stronger than me."
Many Spirit Vulture Sect elders nodded their heads in praise. They thought to themselves, "This child is sensible, and he speaks in a measured manner. It is rare for him to win without being arrogant."
"Good child." The cynical elder praised.
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