Perhaps due to the psychological effects of facing the legend, or perhaps because he was not used to attacking unarmed people who he knew meant no harm, the first sword struck by Yu Shiqi seemed very lame even in his own eyes.

Liu Yike took a step sideways and dodged easily.

"Are you being polite to me?" she joked.

Yu Shiqi held the sword and said hesitantly: "I'm afraid that I can't control the propriety of my sword. After all, it's just a competition of skills, not a life and death fight."

Liu Yike pondered for a moment and suddenly asked: "Then when you were learning swordsmanship in Tongfeng Sect, how did you compete with fellow sects?"

Yu Shiqi hesitated for a moment and replied in a low voice: "At that time, the level of the juniors was already higher than that of the brothers and sisters in the same sect, so when competing in arts, you can control your strength according to your own wishes."

"Then will your fellow disciples go all out?"

"It should be all-out effort."

Liu Yike leaned forward with his hands on his hips, narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile: "Then why do you think that if you go all out, you will hurt me?"

Yu Shiqi was stunned, and sweat broke out on his forehead involuntarily. Although Liu Yike said this with a smile, he felt an indescribable invisible pressure.

His eyes gradually became serious, and Qiuye in his hand made a common starting position for thunder vein swordsmanship, and his true energy began to condense and form into purple thunder wrapped around the sword.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yike's dull expression finally changed to a little expectation, and she nodded encouragingly to Yu Shiqi: "Come on, Fuyao Sword."

Yu Shiqi stepped forward and stabbed Liu Yike four times with his long sword like light and lightning. The purple thunder energy left several afterimages in the air.

Liu Yike dodged the first two sword strikes with his hands behind his back and relied on footwork. He was forced to dodge sideways during the third strike, and then he finally opened his hands to maintain his body's balance.

The purpose of Yu Shiqi's first three swords was not only to force Liu Yike to move sideways, but also to make her misjudge that her fourth sword was also aimed at a high position, and the fourth sword of Tuandian Jueguang was actually shot.

But it's a way to stab the knees low.

The fourth sword was thrust out halfway, and the red hakama skirt danced gracefully. Yu Shiqi felt his wrist sink. Qiuye had been stepped on by Liu Yike, and the sword hilt was separated from his wrist.

"Vajra Bodhisattva's feet..." He suddenly realized, and suddenly remembered that Zhong Lingqi once mentioned that he and Liu Yike had taught each other martial arts after sparring. What the two exchanged was Vajra Bodhisattva's feet and heavenly swordsmanship.

Anyone who has learned the Vajra Bodhisattva Kick of Hanlin Temple will be very sensitive to the lower moves of the weapon. With diligent practice, they can even react faster than their brains. It is natural that Liu Yike, who has experienced many battles, can easily break his fourth sword with this move.

Liu Yike picked up the autumn leaves from the ground and handed them back to Yu Shiqi: "Do you recognize these are the feet of Vajra Bodhisattva?"

"It may be a bit ridiculous to say that Wangchuan Zhonglingqi is my father." Yu Shiqi scratched his hair and said sheepishly.

"Ah, it turns out you are the son of Zhong Lingqi." Liu Yike smiled, "He taught me these Vajra Bodhisattva feet. Now that you know, let's do it again."

Yu Shiqi had just lost so quickly, and now he was naturally a little unsure: "Are you... still coming?"

"The swordsmen of the Tongfeng Sect won't give in so quickly, right?"

Senior Liu's words were too cunning... Yu Shiqi sighed secretly in his heart, Liu Yike had said so, and for the sake of Tongfeng Sect's face, he had to work harder.

Rearranging his posture, Yu Shiqi thought about countermeasures in his mind - Liu Yike didn't even have a sword in his hand. If he didn't fall into the trap of Vajra Bodhisattva before, he should be able to fight again, so this time he might as well give up on the opponent.

When attacking, the winner is determined by a majestic sudden thunder flash.

Just as Yu Shiqi was about to take action, Liu Yike's figure across from him suddenly moved. Unexpectedly, she chose to take the initiative to attack this time.

Liu Yike's body flickered from left to right, as fast as the wind body of the cloud body that controlled the spirit. Yu Shiqi had to retreat first and keep a distance before his eyes could lock her trajectory again. He found that Liu Yike finally hit his middle door.

, he jumped back decisively and used the sword-drawing technique in mid-air to perform a sudden thunder flash with hidden intentions.

Seeing that the autumn leaf in his hand was about to kill the red and white figure with the purple thunder, Yu Shiqi was extremely nervous. Although Liu Yike had said in advance that he was absolutely confident that he could handle it with all his strength, he was still worried about what would happen during the sparring.

Surprisingly, after all, this backward jump, sword drawing and sudden thunder flash is almost the fastest he can do now.

"Liu...cough..." Yu Shiqi saw the sword slash across the opponent's body, and before he understood what happened, his chest felt tight and he was hit hard.

Liu Yike, who bumped into his arms, followed up with an elbow strike with a sword that hit the Qi Hai Dantian. Yu Shiqi's whole body was immediately filled with true energy, as if it was released from the river and sea, and collapsed thousands of miles away.

Yu Shiqi, who was kneeling on the ground and clutching her chest and abdomen, realized later that what she had just killed was Liu Yike's afterimage. The moment she finally approached her, she increased her speed again. Tianli Taichangliu's melee combat

The movement is so flexible that it's incredible.

"Yu Yanzhi, are you okay?" Liu Yike knelt down and looked at him with a little guilt in his eyes, "Your sword was a little too fast just now. I was too anxious and struck harder."

Is this an affirmation of his swordsmanship? Yu Shiqi’s face showed both pain and joy.

"But this won't work." Liu Yike's tone suddenly became serious, "You have little chance of winning against the strongest among the ten evils."

Yu Shiqi lowered her eyes in despair, understanding that what Liu Yike said was the truth. She couldn't even do anything with her bare hands, so how could she face the evils that had injured her several times?

"I know I'm still far behind." Yu Shiqi's tone was full of regret, "But now that I have chosen Yunzhongjian, I will no longer allow myself to think about shrinking."

"why?"

"Because the Desolate Sect has my relatives, teachers and friends, and they are still fighting desperately for the stability of the world." Yu Shiqi gritted his teeth, "I want to protect them."

Liu Yike nodded approvingly, stretched out his hand to pull him up and said, "As long as you have this determination, I will train you next, and it may be very hard."

Yu Shiqi opened her eyes wide and thought, is it true that Senior Liu is still reluctant to leave here? That's why she wants to train herself to fight against the ten evils, but is this path feasible?

"Junior is not afraid of hard work, but can I really do it? Senior, you have also seen that I am so vulnerable in front of you."

"Of course you can, because what you want to do is not to capture them alive." Liu Yike's tone was serious and awe-inspiring, "All you need to do is defeat and conquer them, no matter life or death."

Before Yu Shiqi could answer, she turned around and walked towards the sword stand on the wall: "You have a good foundation in moves, speed, and strength, but you don't have enough experience in fighting. Neither swordsmanship nor other martial arts."

You have practiced against cheats and wooden stakes. If you want to make rapid progress, you can only practice with good opponents."

She took down a wooden sword for practice from the sword stand, stroked the sword with her left palm, and sighed: "After my father left, I couldn't find a suitable opponent for a long, long time, and my martial arts skills also failed.

I haven’t made any progress. In fact, it’s not impossible to settle for the next best thing and spar with people who are weaker than me, but often after beating them once, they never want to accept the invitation again.”

"It's because senior is too strong, and no one likes overwhelming frustration."

"It's also because I was too ignorant at that time." She turned her face to the side with a sad and helpless look, "After I left the small place of the dojo and entered the world and traveled around the world, I gradually learned to take into account the face of others. I didn't know how to control it at first.

Strength, it is common to hurt people during sparring. Later, as we fight more times, I gradually learn to control it freely. Sometimes when I meet an interesting opponent, in order to make the opponent interested in practicing with me a few more times, I also

I will give in a little on purpose."

Yu Shiqi wiped the sweat from his cheeks: "Then...then I want to know, did senior let me down on purpose just now?"

"What do you think?" Liu Yike suddenly turned around and swung his sword. The wooden sword was swung down from above, and after a "hoo" sound, it stopped steadily at the mid-level position, pointing at Yu Shiqi.

There was no stimulation of sword energy or pressure from the aura as expected. The sword swing was unremarkable, and the movements were natural, pure and straightforward.

This is an invitation for a new round of competition, and Yu Shiqi has no reason to refuse. As Liu Yike said, if you want to make rapid progress, you can only make good opponents and practice continuously. I wonder which swordsman in the world can be called better than her?
Chapter completed!