Since ancient times, there are many types of light skills, and they are roughly divided into four categories due to different effects of exercises:

The first type is for rushing, focusing on speed, traveling the most roads in the shortest time, pursuing shrinking the ground to become an inch, those who are great can travel thousands of miles a day, climbing over the wall and walking on the flat ground, representing the technique of "The Great Action of the World"...

The second type is used for flying crossing, which brings the word "light" to the extreme. Those who have achieved great success in this type of exercise are lighter than a feather when they use their exercises. It is no problem to cross the river through the sea. It represents the magic skill of "Crossing the River with a Reed"...

The third type is used to climb high places. It does not pay attention to speed, but pursues lightness as a swallow. The great-grand person jumps up and soars up. It represents the law of martial arts that is well-known to ordinary people...

The fourth category is used in practical combat, using the changeable footwork to confuse the opponent, and while dodging, it creates a counterattack opportunity, paying attention to the three words "Discovery Immortal Eight Steps" created by Qin Jiu is exactly this kind of exercise.

Lu Ming's Wuque sword technique emphasizes planning before moving, while Qin Jiu's eight steps of Drunken Immortal are as good as he wants.

Completely relax the body and let the body enter a state of unrestrainedness. Every time you avoid it, you do not follow the brain, and rely entirely on the body's self-judgment.

Do you want to judge my next move?

Sorry, even Qin Jiu himself doesn’t know where he will go next.

Qin Jiu's perfect dodge did not predict Lu Ming's attack in advance, but would avoid it because Lu Ming attacked him.

It is difficult for normal people to enter this state of unrestrainedness, and people are half awake and half drunk, so it is easier to touch that state.

After mastering the eight steps of Drunken Immortal, even if you are not drunk, you can still get your body into a state. Qin Jiu is in a habit, or a sense of ritual.

In the Ye Mansion Courtyard, Qin Jiu hugged the wine jar and staggered.

Although he had not made a move or move, a discerning person had already seen the direction of the situation. As the saying goes, long-term attack will lead to a mistake. The Black Iron Sword is not light, and Lu Ming's consumption is much greater than that of him.

Even if Qin Jiu is only good at light skills and has no means of winning, it doesn’t matter. He has become invincible just by relying on his own eight steps of Drunken Immortal.

"I finally got the name of Kunshan Qinjiu today."

Lu Ming stopped the offensive, without the initial contempt in his eyes. If he really wanted to continue, the aura of a top martial arts master could last for a long time, but there was no need to do that at all.

Instead of exhausting internal strength and losing in the end, it is better to stop now. He didn't win, but it was not considered a loss.

Everyone present was a talented man. When Lu Ming stopped and said politely, Qin Jiu understood what the other party was playing and wanted to end the game with a draw?

Have you asked about his opinion?

It’s not that Qin Jiu is low-key, but he doesn’t deliberately go to anyone to compete with others for martial arts and win the record.

However, since you take action this time, you must be handsome.

So that these disciples of Kunshan Sect know how powerful their Ninth Master is, it is not in vain that the master has helped him brag for so many years...

Qin Jiu threw the wine jar into the air, and his feet swayed as if he was walking drunk. He said slowly but quickly, and he shook his body strangely and flashed in front of Lu Ming.

Everyone thought that the Eight Steps of the Drunken Immortal was a set of steps that focused on dodging, but Qin Jiu used reality to tell everyone that the Eight Steps of the Drunken Immortal he created were integrated with attack and defense, and the steps were released with the fist.

Lu Ming wanted to lift the sword to block it, but his reaction was slower. Before the sword could be straightened, Qin Jiu's fist wind had arrived, and his gesture was like a drunk man holding a wine pot, scribing an arc, using energy to bring strength.

The air around him condensed but did not dissipate, like a sticky liquid, locking Lu Ming tightly, making him unable to breathe and unable to move.

For the first time, Lu Ming felt that the black iron sword in his hand was so heavy. Even though the blood vessels in his hands burst, the movement of raising the sword was still as slow as a snail.

Qin Jiu's fist was wrapped around his cyclone and punched him on the sword.

"boom--!"

The black iron sword came out of his hand and flew out like a cannonball, piercing into the sky, and the violent airflow was still raging wildly in the courtyard.

Everyone on the field saw Lu Ming's hands swollen, and his palms and ten fingers couldn't help trembling. Although he did not wail, how could he feel good if his fingers were connected to his heart?

At this time, the wine jar fell, Qin Jiu held it firmly with one hand, and then drank it.

No one disturbed Qin Jiu. He drank the whole jar of wine in one go, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said, "Happy—!"

"Bang..."

The black iron sword finally fell from the air and smashed a big hole on the floor.

I saw that the sword body was sunken in the middle, leaving a clearly visible fist mark. The sword was severely bent by the fist mark as the center.

A great sword of black iron was killed by Qin Jiu with one punch.

Representatives of various factions had no doubt at all. If this punch was not hitting the big sword, it was hitting Lu Ming...

The consequences can be imagined. No matter how strong Lu Ming's flesh and blood body is, it is impossible for him to surpass a hundred kilograms of black iron sword!

Ordinary disciples couldn't see clearly, but representatives of all sects saw that Lu Ming's big sword just now had no time to return to defense. At the last moment, Qin Jiu took the initiative to change the way of the fist and hit the big sword, otherwise he could have completely killed Lu Ming with one punch!

"Guru..."

Li Jun, a Feihawks, thought that he did not have much respect for Qin Jiu not long ago, and couldn't help swallowing. He thought of his friend beside him and asked, "Old Ma, can you do it with the chance to kick all your strength?"

The "Demon-Subduing Legs" by the Supreme Supreme of the Diyue Sect is famous for being extremely strong in Yunzhou.

Ma Jin smiled bitterly and said, "Old Li, stop joking, don't say one kick, I can't even do it if I give me ten kicks."

He had kicked Lu Ming's black iron sword before. He was impressed. Stop talking about it, and it hurts a little when talking about the big toe...

Not to mention first-class experts, even if they were replaced by top-class experts, Ma Jin thought it might be the case. Don’t think that this is a simple thing.

Sword Casting Villa is good at casting weapons. Lu Ming's black iron sword is not a rough embryo containing impurities, but a finished product after thousands of tempering and purification, with a terrible hardness.

It is incredible to destroy the Xuan Iron Sword with one punch. If you really want to explode with one punch, it is probably only possible for the legendary martial arts innate realm power to do it.

Lu Ming said dejectedly: "Kunshan Qinjiu is well-known, I lost..."

"Brother Qin, how dare you ask what this punch is called?"

After Lu Ming experienced it personally, he realized how big the gap between the two was.

With one punch, he was defeated in just one punch, and he was completely defeated!

Qin Jiu: "This boxing is called "Drunk Life and Dreams and Death."

Lu Ming murmured: "Drunk and dream of death..."

He knew that Qin Jiu had shown mercy. If there was another occasion, he might be dead now.

Gu Hao reminded: "Nianqiu, haven't you seen Brother Qin's wine gone?"

Jiang Nianqiu came back from the shock and said, "Yes, Master Qin, please wait, the wine will come right away!"

The foreign aid the young master cheated from seems to be a bit powerful...

The disciples of each sect were not much different, and they were shocked by Qin Jiu's punch, especially the disciples of Kunshan sect, which were the most important.

Looking at Qin Feiyu's excited expression, if it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, he would be afraid that he would shout on the spot: Uncle Ninth Master, awesome—!

He defeated Lu Ming, the deputy owner of Zhujian Villa with one punch. If this record was his, he could boast about it for the rest of his life.

Qin Jiu held the new wine jar and asked, "According to the rules, do you agree with my suggestions now?"

"I have no objection..." After Lu Ming finished speaking, he returned to his seat and remained silent. The disciples of Zhujian Villa were all dejected.

Today's battle will soon spread throughout Yunzhou, and Lu Ming became a stepping stone for Qinjiu to become famous, but what can Lu Ming say? If he is not as skilled as a human, he deserves to lose. It is a blessing to be able to live.

This is the country of Wu, with martial arts as the most respected, the winner is the rules.

If Lu Ming fails, he must accept Qin Jiu’s previous suggestions. It is impossible to cause trouble for Ye Yuntian for at least one month.

Qin Jiu did not return to his seat, but asked loudly: "Who else has any objection to my words?"

This question was about everyone, but the only person Qin Jiu looked at was Master Yonghe.

Lu Ming is a veteran first-class master in Yunzhou. The person who can defeat him among the representatives of various sects is Master Yonghe of the Xuanguang Sect. As long as Master Yonghe has no objection, others probably won’t have any objections.

After the battle just now, representatives of other sects just felt that Kunshan Qinjiu was worthy of its name and was indeed powerful.

As for how powerful it is, it involves their blind spots in knowledge, so it is not clear.

Apart from Gu Hao, the person who can really see through Qin Jiu's strength is Master Yonghe.

Because Master Yonghe has also experienced this stage, but the years are unforgiving. Now that this year, his blood and energy are in decline, his peak has passed, and there is no hope of breakthrough in this life.

Qin Jiu is different from him. She is still young and at her peak. The punch just now has the intention between the virtual and the real. Just wait for the flow of time to break through to the top-notch ones.

Under the gaze of everyone, Master Yonghe folded his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor Qin has a promising future!"

"Master agrees?"

Qin Jiu drank a sip of wine. It would be best if it could be, so it would be easier.

"Before this, can you ask Mr. Qin to answer me a question?"

"Master, please say."

"Donor Qin, is this what you mean, or is the Kunshan School?"

"My." Qin Jiu said frankly, although he knew that answering the sect would save trouble.

"Can you tell me the reason?"

"Private reasons, nothing can be told."

Qin Jiu let out a sip of wine, what do you say?

In front of all sects, he could not tell what he was doing to force Ye Yun to the skykill...

If God commits evil, you can still live; if you commit evil, you can't live!

"Since that's the case, please give me advice from the donor of Qin."
To be continued...