Chapter 8 Sky-high Price Trading

His sword is like a big river, and his power is like a tidal wave.

Chu Tianxiu didn't speak, he just tensed up the muscles in his body, causing the knife in his hand to slash towards Song Shidao with all his strength.

The continuous sword force was like a mighty tsunami wave after wave, rushing towards Song Shidao fiercely, trying to completely destroy all his defensive forces.

His sword skills are very simple, and can even be described as simple. Almost every gesture and angle of swinging the sword is the same, unlike the sword skills of ordinary Jianghu people, which are ever-changing, weird and extraordinary.

This swordsmanship is just like a beginner practicing swordsmanship. It seems that even ordinary people who don't understand martial arts can easily parry.

If there is any merit in his sword technique, it is that when he swings the sword, it is extremely smooth, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

But just such an unfancy swordsmanship made Song Shidao fall into a hard battle. He was like a hundred warriors who fell into the river. Even with great strength, he could only drift with the tide.

In the first few blows, Song Shidao dealt with them quite appropriately, with a sense of ease and ease. He even seemed to be hiding some instruction when he struck.

But after he received Chu Tianxiu's ten swords in succession, he found that his hands holding the sword were numb from the shock of the heavy sword, and something was wrong in his heart.

At this moment, he finally realized that Chu Tianxiu's whistling, seemingly powerful sword attack was inexplicably mixed with a wonderful concussive force, which was constantly washing away his body, disintegrating him.

With the strength in his body.

After Song Shidao tried his best to connect with Chu Tianxiu's one hundred and seven swords, he found that the predicament he was in was getting deeper and deeper. After deeply and faintly feeling that his body bones were repeatedly washed away by an inexplicable and strange softness, he felt quite a bit.

A feeling of soft waist and soft bones.

Even though Chu Tianxiu's victory just now was a bit tricky, overall, he was still a top-notch master. There were not many strong men of this level, even among the powerful Song clan.

If Song Shidao hadn't admitted defeat first, he wouldn't have had to fight back. He would have just dragged it on until Chu Tianxiu's energy was exhausted, and he would have won.

In the mighty Yangtze River, although the surface of the river looks calm, the direction of the water flow at the bottom of the river is actually unpredictable, and there are countless undercurrents with different directions and strengths hidden in it.

Chu Tianxiu seems to have the same posture every time he swings the sword, but in fact, the strength and strength contained in his internal force are different, and it is extremely lingering.

But from another perspective, this behavior of gaining the upper hand was actually the result of him forcibly dragging Song Shidao into the rhythm he was best at, and hurting others.

As a son of an aristocratic family, Song Shidao has his own style. He loses when he loses and wins when he wins. He can still afford to lose.

Song Shidao didn't even have a good heart, so he hurriedly mobilized his true energy and concentrated it on his sword to fight against the shocking force, but it didn't restore much of the decline.

Next, Song Lu changed his language and focused the topic on today's world. He told some stories about the Iron Cavalry Club, the Water Dragon Club, the Haisha Gang and other big gangs that were included in the eight gangs and ten factions with the Zhuhua Gang.

They learned some anecdotes about the world and brought the relationship between them closer.

What's more, Brother Song, your family background and deep internal strength are not comparable to that of a wild guy like me. If we really continue to fight, I'm afraid Brother Song will only need to take another one or two hundred blows from me, and it's time for you to turn defeat into victory."

If he had gone all out from the beginning, he would be 70-80% sure that he would be able to forcibly break through Chu Tianxiu's unique sword skills with his own eyesight and cultivation.

He kept chopping rivers and waves, and in the process of fighting against those undercurrents, he couldn't help but incorporate the oscillating characteristics of the river into his sword skills, making his sword skills contain such wonderful characteristics.

It felt like I was a small boat in the middle of a tsunami. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't fight against the mighty sea.

Of course, Song Shidao didn't know that Chu Tianxiu's sword skill was completely imitated by Yang Guo's underwater sword training routine, and was a sword skill created by chopping under the Yangtze River.

Just now, he showed off his swordsmanship and strength, and that was enough. What happens next depends on what this behemoth Song Clan will think and do.

"Silver Beard" Song Lu, who was standing by, stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, a smile appeared on his face, and he laughed.

If the news of his defeat spreads, no matter what the reason is, it will hurt the Song family's face. But if this battle is regarded as a draw between the two, it will not matter.

"I appreciate Senior Song's kindness. However, my master is the leader of the Fengzhu Hall of the Bamboo Flower Clan. He has shown me great kindness, but he dare not talk about leaving the Clan lightly." Chu Tianxiu refused.

When Chu Tianxiu heard this, he slashed with his sword in the air, then put the sword in his hand back into its sheath. He was not complacent:

"Brother Song is being humble. Although you did fall into a disadvantage just now, it was just because you were not familiar with my sword skills and strength.

But the bad thing is that although Chu Tianxiu's capital is good, it is not as good as Song Shidao, a top-notch inner sect who has been practicing ancestral mental skills since he was a child.

If it's a tie, then it's a tie.

At this time, the Song clan was full of talents, and the clan leader Song Que was even known as "the best swordsman in the world". His strength was comparable to the three legendary masters, so there was no need to pay attention to one or two talents.

Too bad!

Song Shidao's family background and his profound knowledge of martial arts in the martial arts world. He fully understood that although Chu Tianxiu's sword skills were not as good as his father's supreme heavenly sword, which was the best in the world and was indestructible, it was still a sword.

A unique and unique sword technique.

"This is a pity. If you ever change your mind, you can come to Song Clan."

The pressure that Chu Tianxiu brought to him, Huoran's blows were heavier than the last. Each blow was slightly stronger than the last one. When Chu Tianxiu swung the thirtieth blow, he actually felt a deep depression.

The feeling of being in the quagmire.

After he realized that even if they continued to fight, he would not be able to defeat Chu Tianxiu's sword skills, when he received Chu Tianxu's 108th sword, he sold a flaw and stepped back continuously, holding his hands together.

, holding the sword downward and saying with a wry smile.

"Little brother Chu, you have such powerful sword skills, would you like to join our Song clan?"

Compared to just now, Song Lu's voice became much more enthusiastic. It was obvious that after Chu Tianxiu's performance, he had already recognized his strength and planned to win over him.

However, his initial reserve prevented him from identifying Chu Tianxiu's weaknesses in time. Instead, he directly stepped into Chu Tianxiu's rhythm, which actually put him in an absolute dilemma.

"Brother Chu, stop it. I did lose this time! It seems that this time, I am blind to the mountains."

Chu Tianxiu naturally had no objection to this result. After all, he did not come to the Song clan this time to decide the winner in the competition.

"Silver Beard" Song Lu was naturally unwilling to admit that Song Shidao had just been defeated. After all, Song Shidao was Song Que's son, the successor of the Song family, and represented the face of the Song family.

Chu Tianxiu's words were not modest words, but words from the bottom of his heart. At that time, he had relied on his unique sword skills and the advantage he had just gained, so that he had indeed taken a big advantage in the fight just now.

Advantage.

When Song Lu heard this, he was not disappointed at all. Apparently, he just had the attitude of hitting the ball with or without dates.

"Haha, you two don't need to be modest. This time we fight, let's just call it a draw. However, little brother Chu's sword skills are indeed extraordinary. Even my brother will be very happy if he sees it."

Chu Tianxiu knew some of the news that Song Lu told him, but he didn't know some of it, so he kept his ears open from the beginning and digested the information carefully.

Although he has attached great importance to intelligence since he came to this world, he even secretly established a small intelligence organization in Yangzhou, controlled by the three orphans he adopted, Chu Zhi, Chu Liang, and Chu Qian.

However, with the resources and channels Chu Tianxiu has at his disposal, he is able to gather dozens of core personnel and fully grasp the intelligence information in Yangzhou City. This is already considered unparalleled. Naturally, he cannot grasp the information of the entire world, let alone

Let’s talk about some inside information that only the Song clan knows.

But whether it was intentional or unintentional, as Song Lu was talking, the topic inexplicably turned back to the Goryeo female Rakshasa Fu Junma, and the news also mentioned the hottest topic in the world today - the treasure of Yang Gong

On the body.
Chapter completed!