Chapter 75: What Kind of Martial Arts Does Xia Yan Know?

  Xiqiu's pupils suddenly constricted, and her gaze at Xiaoyan revealed a hint of panic.

  At the same time as the powerful transmission on Qingfeng's sword, Xi Qiushui hastily changed his stab to a slash, and the sword edge brought up a whirlwind that drew out a semicircle. Then he quickly flipped backwards, flying several meters away from behind him.

  The square was filled with gasps of amazement. Just now, Xi Qiushui's momentum was fierce and intimidating, and his swordsmanship was astonishing as he attacked Xia Yan, but to everyone's surprise, Xia Yan easily parried the attack with a light and casual motion. The sword technique that had seemed so powerful and overwhelming from Xi Qiushui turned out to be not as formidable as imagined.

  Xia Yan smiled coldly, and the sword's body shone with a dazzling light under the sunlight.

  "You... how did you get the 'Jiutian Wangmen Sword'?" Xi Qiushui's long sword pointed at Xia Yan, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, but at this moment, he was no longer calm in his heart.

  Xia Yan shook his head and let out a helpless sigh, saying slowly: "Can't anyone else learn this sword technique except for Xi Qiushui?"

  "How detestable! Heh heh, Xia Yan, do you think that just knowing two moves of the 'Nine Heavenly Funeral Sword' can stop me?" Xi Qiushui's eyes shifted, and a sly smile spread across his face as he said.

  He still had doubts in his heart, thinking that Xia Yan might have just coincidentally learned two moves of the "Nine Heavenly Funeral Sword".

  ……

  Yafen's eyes sparkled under her eyebrows as she gazed at the scene in front of her, her small mouth slightly ajar.

  "What kind of martial skills does Xia Yan from your Xia family actually know?" Yafen sat just behind the clan leader, very close to several elders.

  She spoke like this and asked, and the clan leader Xia Feilong and several elders could all hear very clearly.

  Xia Feilong was also in the dark, he had no idea when Xia Yan learned the "Jiutian Langmen Sword". Besides, the Xia family didn't even have this secret book.

  Yafen asked, and he couldn't help but smile wryly, saying: "This... this Xiaoyan, is indeed a talented person! Knowing more martial skills can be understood, can be understood!"

  Several elderly members of the Xia family nodded in agreement.

  Seeing the Xia family's reaction, Yafen smiled lightly and turned her gaze back to the ongoing competition in the arena.

  At this time, Xia Yan was walking step by step towards Xi Qiushui. His footsteps were much lighter than Xi Qiushui's earlier ones, as if he was strolling in a leisurely courtyard.

  But Xi Qiushui, who was standing opposite Xia Yan, didn't feel relaxed at all.

  Xia Yan walked over casually, but he felt that he had no way of attacking and no way of defending.

  Hesitating for a moment, he could only deploy the "Nine Heavens Funeral Sword" to try and keep Xia Yan at bay beyond the length of his sword. Of course, the "Nine Heavens Funeral Sword" itself was a defensive technique that contained offense within defense, and offense that contained defense within it. As soon as he deployed it, Xia Yan also had to make a defensive move.

  The scene that followed was quite eyebrow-raising. The two people's swordsmanship was almost identical. A set of lightning-fast sword techniques were unleashed, but neither could gain the upper hand over the other.

  Xī Pò Tiān's face turned iron-green on the high platform, his eyes seemed to be spewing fire. He didn't know how Xià Yán had learned the "Jiǔ Tiān Sāng Mén Jiàn" after all, was there a traitor in the family? Had this sword technique been secretly sent to the Xià family?

  "It's almost done!" As this set of sword techniques was almost finished, Xia Yan suddenly spoke up, a hint of a smile playing on the corner of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand trembled slightly.

  Xiao Qiushui was being cautious in her response, but didn't expect Xia Yan to say something like that.

  "What's going on?" asked a harsh and shrill voice.

  Xia Yan smiled and said in a tone of teaching: "It's about time to end, your sword skills are very good. However, you still need to practice more!"

  Hearing this, Xi Qiushui was even more furious, and Xia Yan was clearly mocking him!

  Xia Yan's wrist shook, and the sword technique in his hand suddenly transformed into a simplified version of "Tianyu Shengqiang". This sudden change caught Xi Qiushui off guard.

  Xia Yan was already quite familiar with the "Jiutian Wangmen Sword", so he suddenly changed his move, making it just right, and the power of the "Jiutian Wangmen Sword" could not be exerted at all.

  It's like two people fighting, one of whom knows what the other will throw next, and that person is almost invincible.

  Xia Yan's long sword in his hand drew a residual shadow, with a sharp and piercing sound, and suddenly struck Qi Autumn Water Qingfeng's sword.

  "Clang~"

  Xiqiu's sword suddenly slanted, and Xia Yan's long sword fell directly onto Xiqiu's neck.

  Xi Qiushui only felt his hair stand on end, as if he had fallen into an icy cave. A chill ran straight to the bottom of his heart, and even goosebumps appeared all over his body.

  At this time, Xi Qiushui had already lost.

  The entire square, after a brief silence, suddenly erupted in cheers. The Xia family disciples, one by one, jumped up from their original positions, cheering for Xia Yan's victory.

  Xiqiu Shui heard the cheers, his mind suddenly lost its calm consciousness, and he was completely occupied by anger. Although Xia Yan's long sword was still on his neck, he didn't care, and with a fierce sword, he stabbed towards Xia Yan's chest. At such a close distance, it was impossible to dodge.

  Xia Yan's eyes narrowed, this fierce sword was extremely swift. At this time, even if he retreated and dodged, it was impossible to dodge this sword. Directly killing Xi Qiushui would allow him to dodge this sword, but doing so would inevitably bring a lot of trouble to the Xia family.

  In the blink of an eye, Xia Yan's left hand suddenly unleashed the "Heavenly Thunder Palm", a palm strike accompanied by a series of afterimages that landed steadily on Xi Qiushui's sword. The Qingfeng Sword, along with Xi Qiushui's body, suddenly sank to the left, and then his entire person rotated half a turn.

  Xia Yan's foot lifted up and kicked Shi Qiushui's buttocks, causing Shi Qiushui's body to involuntarily fly out, flying six or seven meters before falling heavily onto the bluestone ground.

  Seeing this scene, Xi Po Tian's face turned as black as inkstone.

  "Xia Yan is too strong, I'm afraid I'm no match for him either." Wang Yu Yan thought to herself as she stood in the distance, watching Xia Yan and Xi Qiu Shui on the stage.

  After falling to the ground, a pair of eyes turned crimson red, with injuries and bulging forehead veins, he was about to flip over from the ground. At this time, he had completely lost his sanity!

  Xia Yan immediately followed up, one foot stepping on Xi Qiushui's chest, internal force circulating, and Xi Qiushui was unable to get up under Xia Yan's foot.

  "You've already lost, calm down!" Xia Yan said coldly.

  This autumn water, just now almost inserted the Qingfeng sword into his heart, if not for the "Tian Gan Pi Lei Palm" being fierce, I'm afraid it would not have been possible to completely open that sharp sword.

  Everyone sitting in Xia's seat also stood up and saw that Xia Yan was fine, and then Xia Feilong let out a sigh of relief.

  "Hmm...hmm...hmm..."

  "Cough... cough..."

  Xiǎo Qiūshuǐ twisted his body on the bluestone ground, still wanting to get up. However, after struggling for a while, perhaps exhausting a lot of physical strength, he finally gradually calmed down a lot, and his mouth was still panting heavily.

  "Alas..." Xi Po let out a deep sigh and turned his face away.

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