Xiao Potian learned and used it now, keeping the distance between him and Chongwu at a three-meter natal distance. Then he suddenly took action, intending to use his strong internal force to break out a flaw on Chongwu's body.

But just as Xiao Potian took action, Chongwu suddenly took action. He knocked Xiaolou Tingyu with the sword in his hand.

What Xiao Potian did not expect was that Chongwu's hands were extremely powerful, and the little Lou Tingyu in his hand was almost knocked away.

After Chongwu opened the small building and listened to the rain, the sword tip gently tapped Xiao Potian's knees, then retreated. The referee announced softly: "Master Chongwu scored one point."

"Xiao Hushuai, heavy swords are different from fujian. The fujian emphasizes taking the initiative and starting first. You don't need to defend, you just need to stab the opponent. But heavy swords are completely different. The heavy swords focus on defense. You must first ensure that you are not hurt, and then think about hurting people." Chongwu said while waving the heavy sword in his hand for a demonstration.

"Like the fuji sword, the heavy sword also has a natal distance. The difference is that the natal distance of the fuji sword is the most suitable distance for attack, while the natal distance of the heavy sword is the strongest distance for defense. At this distance, the defense must be solid. If you are broken by someone at your defense, it can only mean that the opponent is too much higher than you." After Chongwu finished speaking, he kept demonstrating his natal distance.

Indeed, if you just take a step back, Chong Wu will have no flaws. Moreover, Chong Wu's hand is particularly strong, so it is not easy to force the defense. As Chong Wu said, unless Xiao Potian is several levels higher than him.

Of course, Xiao Potian, who held Xiaolou Tingyu, did have this strength. During the third demonstration, he successfully broke through Chongwu's defense. In addition to being broken by Chongwu in the first two times, his defense was really solid.

"Xiao Hushuai, no wonder you have achieved such an amazing achievement. I can only say that you are the chosen one. It is impossible for a normal person to have such high comprehension ability." When Chongwu retreated, he sincerely exclaimed.

It is true that Xiao Potian's talent is high, but the reason why he has made such magical progress is because the Xuanyuan Nine Sword Score itself contains many wonderful sword techniques. In addition, he has a deep internal strength and Xiaolou Tingyu, a peerless sword, is difficult to not be shocked.

"Thank you for your guidance from Master Chongwu." Xiao Potian said with a sincere thank you.

For people like Chongwu who have won several points in the world championship, they have long been indifferent to fame and fortune. Moreover, no matter how powerful Xiao Potian is, he cannot steal their limelight and jobs. Someone can carry forward their abilities, which is far more important than giving them two more championships.

Seeing that Hua San and Chongwu both retreated to the side, Pei Qi felt a lot of pressure. Compared with Hua San and Chongwu, Pei Qi was much younger, and his age was comparable to Xiao Potian.

He won the championship for the first time at the age of nineteen, until he was twenty-six. As long as he participated in the sword competition, he won the championship and truly realized what it means to seek defeat alone.

Later, it was because as long as he participated in the competition, there was no suspense in the competition, so he was forced to change careers and become a coach. However, although he was a good fencing player, he was not a good coach.

Like most geniuses, Pei Qi lacks the kind of empathy with ordinary people. He thinks that the principles and moves are completely unaware of them if others can't do them. This has led to many fencing players with good talent who are scolded by him so much that they lose confidence.

He was Dugu Qiubai, but the more than 20 disciples he trained were more than the other ones, and there was no trace of his disciples in the top ten in the world. Now he doesn't even work as a coach and becomes a young Yiyun Yehe.

Pei Qi walked onto the ring slowly with his sword in his arms. When wearing a mask and a metal jacket, he was also slow, just like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

When he stood face to face with Xiao Potian, his eyes were also dull and he looked completely unconscious. Xiao Potian couldn't help but frown, not understanding what this guy was selling in the gourd.

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