Chapter 649: Don't want to lose

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"Accepted."

Zhou Shu handed over and put away the heavy golden sword.

But the cultivator on the opposite side was pale, his eyes were blank, and he was still in a daze when he arrived at the stage, and he never recovered.

Seeing this result, the surrounding discussion broke out.

"He won again. If I remember correctly, Zhou Shu has won eight games in a row this time, and he has participated every day?"

"Yes, eight consecutive victories, and only three swords in each match, almost no loss, no wonder you can come every day. Such an opponent is too scary, don't let me meet."

"Hmph, I would like to meet him for a while."

They looked at Zhou Shu's gaze with a little awe, but Zhou Shu only acted indifferently, walked aside, and continued to watch the comparison sword of the Yuan Ying realm cultivator.

Farther away, two Jian Xiu whispered.

"Zhou Shu is really strong, Junior Brother Ding, you should not be his opponent."

A monk said, "Just now he defeated Lu Hengyue of the Heavenly Sword Sect. You also fought against Lu Hengyue the day before yesterday. Zhou Shu won more easily than you."

"Brother Jiang, don't underestimate me."

Ding Mo was a bit angrily, "What is he? Lu Hengyue was dragged into the sword force before he even made a move. He was confused, and of course the outcome was decided. You must know that Lu Hengyue's spiritual power is similar to that of a monk. It is even more terrifying to burst out of mind, and it can almost increase its power by eight times. If it really fights, he will definitely not please."

The monk frowned, "You think so, just looking for a reason. Why can others see at a glance Lu Heng's weakness, why can't you?"

Dingmer paused and raised his head, "Since it is a sword repairer, of course, he must face-to-face defeating opponents with sword intent, and specialize in finding weak points. What kind of ability is I can’t, but disdain, and I don’t believe him at all. I can find my weakness. Brother, just look at it. When I meet him, I will be able to defeat him!"

"Your understanding of kendo, if you have your thoughts, I will not say more, nor will I make presumptuous comments, but you say that he can't find your weakness, but I don't believe it."

The monk shook his head, pondered for a while, and slowly said, "Entrusted by others, I have watched Zhou Shu's several competitions carefully. In the first battle against Ouyang Liying, you also know what the Wan Jian Jue is. The sword intent broke out and turned into ten thousand swords. The spiritual power and divine consciousness in the range were all shattered by the sword intent, and she also added the poisonous smoke of the black smoke cliff, which can affect and confuse the cultivator’s spirit and create various Illusory Realm, these two methods are added together, even if she has weaknesses in the sword, it can be perfectly covered up. Once in the poisonous smoke of ten thousand swords, even if it is me, if I can’t use Yuanli, I can only block it. Counterattack, and Zhou Shu, who saw the weakness almost instantly, counterattacked immediately, incredible..."

"It's just luck. Brother, Zhou Shu is not what you think. Don't say too much."

Ding Mo shook his head, showing a trace of contempt.

"The third battle..."

"In the fourth battle, Zhou Shu was against Xia Xishou of the Xuanjia Sword Sect. The Xuanjia Sword Sect is known for its defenses. The sword intent is endless, and there is no difference. I have fought with their master. It took a full thirty breaths to break through the defense and break into it. Xia Xishou was the chief disciple of their door. Although the cultivation base was slightly insufficient, the sword intent had signs of being blue. Xia Xishou and Zhou Shu fought against each other. After only ten breaths, he threw his sword and conceded defeat, and he lost his temper. It can be seen that Zhou Shu was still showing love..."

"Maybe Xia Xishou just has a good temper, brother, don't talk about it anymore."

The monk shook his head slightly and continued preaching, "The sixth battle..."

"The seventh battle, also the one yesterday, Zhou Shu was against our Jianlu disciple, Junior Brother Zhang Juyun. Junior Brother Zhang practiced the talisman sword technique from Shushan, using talisman as a sword, and using talisman to give out sword intent and change. Unpredictable, hard to beat. Even in Dongsheng Prefecture, few people know this kind of swordsmanship, and this sword meeting is also the first time that Junior Brother Zhang has done it in front of others. No one knows his sword intent, and he has achieved it smoothly. Five consecutive victories. But yesterday Junior Brother Zhang was defeated by Zhou Shu. He lost before even throwing the third talisman. He was completely defeated. He came down and said to me that there is no chance of winning, and I feel like what he is going to do, Zhou Shu All know the same..."

This time Ding Mo was silent. He had seen Zhang Juyun's talismanic swordsmanship. It was indeed weird. He would be at a loss if it weren't for someone else's guidance, and Zhou Shu would be able to see through it the first time he met it.

The monk slowly finished speaking and looked at Ding Mo, "Junior Brother Ding, do you still think he can't see your weaknesses? I can feel that he seems to have a special ability to see through others' weaknesses. Such an opponent is really terrifying. You must be cautious."

Ding Mo froze a little, "So, so what, what I cultivate is the Magic Sky Sword Art!"

"Yes, Illusory Sky Sword Art is a Tier 5 sword art. It ranks among the 13 Treasures of Sword House. It is also one of the most difficult to comprehend the sword intent. The sword intent is imaginary, tangible, invisible, offensive and defensive. One body, it is impossible to understand. In the hands of several seniors who also use it, the Magic Sky Sword Art does not have many weaknesses to be found, but it is not the same in your hands. The sword is like a man, and you have weaknesses. So your sword intent also has weaknesses."

The monk looked at Ding Mo with a lot of seriousness, and said calmly, "You rely too much on your own sword art and sword intent and too self-righteous. If you meet Zhou Shu, you will definitely lose here. For Jian Xiu, proper self-righteousness is not a bad thing. Jian Xiu is immersed in his own world and is not moved by foreign objects. Sword intent training can get twice the result with half the effort, but you are too much. Once you think you are arrogant. It’s a very bad thing to see only oneself without others, not only without the same door, but even with no opponent."

Ding Mo was silent.

"In my opinion, when you and Zhou Shu compete, it is easy for Zhou Shu to find your weaknesses and exercise restraint. What can you do then?"

The monk shook his head, and said with regret, "With your temperament, I am afraid that you will be exhausted immediately, just break out or give up, and no matter what you do, it will be a kind of treat for you and Jianlu. shame……"

"Junior Brother Ding, when you entered the Sword House, you had a relationship with the Magic Sky Sword Art. The Master Lu passed down the Sword Art. You did not let the Master Lu down. In three years, he obtained the sword intent. In 15 years, he turned his sword to perfection. You are indeed a genius. A genius, but it’s time for your temperament to be sharpened. It’s not the malicious speculation of the senior brother. In my opinion, your loss to Zhou Shu may be a good thing."

Ding Mo was silent for a long time, his face turned blue and white.

The monk looked at him lightly and stopped talking, as if he was waiting for something.

After a long while, Ding Mo settled down, walked to the monk, and said with a respectful expression, "I beg my brother for guidance, my brother must listen carefully."

The monk showed a faint smile and said, "This is the first time you have bowed your head to ask someone for advice since you entered the Jianlu?"

Ding Mo's complexion was reddish, but he quickly resolutely said, "Brother Jiang, I don't want to lose, I must win."

"No sword repair wants to lose."

The monk smiled lightly, "Sit down." (To be continued.)

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