Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 273 I Can’t Teach You Anymore

"when."

Wang Qiye put his palm against the back of the knife, and it collided with the wind-breaking knife. There was a crisp sound, and the whole person was knocked backwards by the force.

After sliding for 10 meters, Wang Qiye finally stabilized his body. He didn't expect that the knife looked ordinary, but it was so powerful.

Before he could stand up, Tan Qian took three steps forward and rushed to him again. The big knife carried wind pressure, drawing a wind line along the way, looking even more powerful.

Before the big knife got close, the strong wind was already making Wang Qiye's clothes rustle. If the knife hit him hard, Wang Qiye would have nowhere to retreat and would be smashed against the wall.

"I can't be so passive anymore. If I continue to be suppressed by Senior Brother Tan like this, I'm afraid his momentum will only get stronger and stronger, and his combos will only become more ferocious. At that time, I can only hide and run away."

Wang Qiye was secretly anxious and had not yet figured out a solution, but the big knife did not wait for anyone and still chopped over with the wind pressure.

"Let's fight." Wang Qiye gritted his teeth secretly. It seemed that it would be difficult to crack without paying a price this time.

"Green bamboo emerges from the forest"

Wang Qiye's fist glowed green as he smashed towards the big knife. Although his fist was small, it was full of unstoppable momentum.

"Good." Tan Qian hadn't expected that he would choose to fight hard at this time. Although Wang Qiye would definitely suffer a greater loss by doing so, he still shouted "good". He had prepared several combos later, and it seemed that they would all stop at this punch.

The fist and the sword collided, and Wang Qiye spat out a mouthful of old blood. He endured the severe pain and swallowed the old blood back.

The extremely painful medicinal baths every day have already given him a certain resistance to body pain, which may be one of the benefits of medicinal baths.

As soon as the sword and fist separated, the two men turned around at the same time, and the two swords collided with each other.

The two smiled at each other, they didn't expect that the other party was also planning to attack.

But in the end, Wang Qiye's light sword was slowly defeated by Tan Qian's heavy sword. Tan Qian's big sword pressed down Wang Qiye's new sword and gradually pressed towards his body.

Wang Qiye saw that he couldn't gain any advantage this way, and if he continued he would probably be put in a passive position, so he stretched out a leg and kicked forward.

Tan Qiang seemed to be waiting for him at this time and stretched out a leg. The two kicked each other and then separated.

Tan Qian praised. "Although you were slightly injured by this move just now, it stopped my continuous attack. Otherwise, after I defeated you, my momentum would have been established and you wouldn't be able to break it so easily."

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Tan to attack so quickly right away. I thought you would at least use three moves to warm up first." Wang Qiye was still somewhat unconvinced. The final collision and kick between the two seemed simple, but in fact, Senior Brother Tan had guessed it all.

All of my moves were taught by Senior Brother Tan. He knows everything about what moves I want to make and what simple movements I want to use. How can I fight him?

“It seems that I can only use the exquisite moves I learned in the Seven Cities Village to fight him. Otherwise, after just a few moves, he will suppress my momentum and I will be powerless to turn the situation around.” Wang Qiye thought to himself as he casually turned and made a knife flower.

A light knife was used to the extreme in Wang Qiye's hand. Sometimes it was like a dragonfly skimming the water, and it would leave immediately after touching it. Sometimes it was like a swift flying swallow, slashing from incredible angles.

The moves of the geniuses in the seven city strongholds are indeed exquisite. They often attack the enemy unexpectedly and are difficult to understand.

Even someone as strong as Tan Quan could only defend himself for a while, trying his best to resolve these moves.

"when."

After fighting for nearly a dozen moves, the blades in their hands collided again, and they both took a few steps back at the same time, keeping some distance between them.

Tan Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, and for the first time looked directly at Wang Qiye in front of him, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

Fighting with him is just like fighting with a group of people. If it weren't for his solid sword intent, he would not be able to connect so many exquisite moves together.

Tan Qiang didn't have to wait too long. After only three breaths, Wang Qiye rushed over with a light knife and killed him.

"Jingle, clang, clang."

The blades collided again and again, making a loud noise in this small courtyard. Every move was dangerous and the attack was fierce.

Meng Yulang, Pei Gaoyan, Zhu Dachang and Gao Youmo stopped again, their eyes drawn to the fight between the two men.

Pei Gaoyan was the oldest, had lived the longest, and had the most experienced eyes. At this moment, his expression was solemn, and he stroked his gray beard halfway, but he forgot to stroke it all the way, and it just stopped there.

"At this time, Tan Qian has already used his true strength, but he still can't gain the upper hand. Wang Qiye's trip to the secret realm this time, did he gain so much? He was able to fight him to a draw. I consider myself a genius of my generation, but I was seriously injured and was destroyed to my current state."

"I never thought that there are always people better than me. All the geniuses pale in comparison to Wang Qiye. He has only been in the second realm for a few years, but he has already grown to this point. I'm afraid that few people will be able to suppress him in the future."

beside.

Pig Intestine opened its mouth wide, its eyes as big as light bulbs, and stared at the two people in the yard without blinking, with a look of surprise.

"I have established my foundation three years earlier than Wang Qiye, but I have only established the third level in more than seven years. Wang Qiye is now able to fight with Senior Brother Tan, who is at the ninth level and only one step away from the third level. How can he not be shocked?"

Gao Youmo, however, looked calm. He was also watching the fight in front of him, but he didn't seem too surprised.

"In the battle at the Black Wind Wolf Corpse Mountain, he saw that Wang Qiye was no ordinary person. Now, his thin sword intent is almost solidified, which is higher than that of Senior Brother Tan. He must have experienced a lot of life and death trials in the Seven Cities Encircled Village to reach this level. Am I living too comfortably? Although the stick intent in my body is ready to move, it is still missing something to enter the realm of unity of man and weapon. It seems that I have to enter the demonic land alone this time. Without the trials of life and death, it will be difficult to break through in a short period of time."

Thinking of this, Gao Youmo clenched the long stick in his hand.

Wang Qiye's light sword will be at a disadvantage when facing the heavy sword.

but.

Even so, the battle between the two was still indisputable, and they were evenly matched, and it was difficult to tell who was the winner for a while. Originally, Tan Chuan's realm was much higher than Wang Qiye's, but sometimes he could not get the slightest advantage from him, and was even suppressed.

Wang Qiye always skillfully performs some amazing moves to turn danger into nothingness. These moves are like dancing butterflies, light and agile, making people dazzled. Every move is just right, as if he has already seen through the opponent's weaknesses and flaws.

Tan Qian secretly admired in his heart, "This Wang Qiye has made rapid progress during this trip to the Seven Cities Besiege Camp."

The two of them fought for more than sixty moves in a blink of an eye.

Sudden.

Relying on the fact that he had been using the sword for more than 30 years longer than Wang Qiye and had a good understanding of Wang Qiye, Tan Quan was able to find a flaw in the opponent.

Tan Qian took advantage of Wang Qiye's retreating sword and rushed forward with a heart-piercing move. Wang Qiye saw this and quickly pulled back his sword to save him, but Tan Qian chuckled and the sword in his hand drew an arc in the air and hit Wang Qiye's sword heavily.

With a crisp "clang" sound, Wang Qiye's light knife was shaken out of his hand and flew into the air. Tan Qian took the opportunity to step forward and swung the big knife in his hand, aiming directly at Wang Qiye's throat.

Finally, Tan Qian’s sword stopped in front of Wang Qiye’s neck and he smiled slightly.

After a fierce battle, Tan Qian finally won the competition with a slight advantage and a narrow victory.

"Senior Brother Tan, I lost." Wang Qiye smiled lightly and admitted defeat readily.

Tan Qian then put away the sword and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Wang Qiye, your strength is enough to match mine. What you lack now is only cultivation and training."

"I'm afraid that after a year when you have digested all the gains from this trip, I, the number one swordsman in the foundation-building stage, will have to hand over my position to someone else."

Wang Qiye looked at this opponent who was both his teacher and friend, and felt a lot of emotion. "Brother Tan, you are too kind. Although my moves are exquisite, you still relied on your experience to break them one by one. Your strength and foundation are also terrifyingly strong."

"If we two teach each other moves like this and practice for another year, by then I will have absorbed the essence of this trip to the Seven Cities, but you will also be familiar with my moves. When we fight again, it's still uncertain who will win or lose."

Tan Qian shook his head lightly and sighed. "That being said, I can't teach you anything except teaching you some moves now."

Wang Qiye remained calm and said calmly, "That was a year later."

He felt that he could still learn a lot from Tan Quan.

Tan Qian couldn't bear to bury his brilliance, so he smiled and said, "Actually, if you want to find a new coach, I have a suitable candidate to recommend."

Wang Qiye's eyes were dim. He felt that he and Tan Chuan got along well. Tan Chuan was definitely a qualified sparring partner. But some people are destined to be passers-by in life, passing by you in that short life.

Wang Qiye said with a lonely look. "Who is he?"