He spent two years preparing, constantly thinking, deducing, and after countless trials, he understood one thing.

The only way to defeat Dou is to fight in close combat.

Use three swords to defeat his single sword.

Why do all the fights in Dou involve killing the enemy with one blow from a long distance?

Jing himself is a genius and has great perseverance, so he knows very well that to master such a sword, he needs to draw the sword again and again during all the training time in the past.

Only by constantly practicing that sword can you have this invincible sword.

If he spends all his time practicing this sword, then Sui Qingqu will never have time to practice his sword skills.

As long as he can get close and rely on the mysterious sword skills he has learned so hard, he can break the myth of being invincible.

He was excited.

The moment he got close to Dou, the fighting spirit in his blood burned.

His eyes were wide open, full of desire, even a little ferocious.

Three sword techniques!

The well danced like a tornado. In this winter season, the tornado was worthy of the depression and the chill.

He felt that only people like Dou were worthy of the Dance of Three Swords.

Sui Qing stood there and watched, feeling that these three sword techniques were... superfluous.

But I wasn't sure, so I decided to take another look, so I stepped back.

Jing misunderstood Sui Qingque's retreat, and he thought it was Sui Qingque's fear.

This retreat also made Jing confirm that his judgment was correct. In that arrogant fight, the most feared thing was close combat.

As a result, his dance of three swords became even crazier and more brilliant, like spinning stars, dazzling and dazzling.

The tornado has a sharp edge, not to mention it can sweep across fallen leaves. Everything in front of it can be swept into powder by this sharp edge.

Sui Qing took another step back.

He thought the three-sword technique looked pretty good, so he took another look.

After all, if he doesn't want to see it, no one else will be able to see it in the future.

He took another step back, increasing Jing's momentum. It was at this moment that the power of the Dance of Three Swords was exerted to its extreme.

But Sui Qing didn't want to look anymore. Since he saw the most beautiful place, he had no interest in other things.

He takes action.

One knife.

In the gap where the three knives flowed, it looked like one knife, but it changed seventy-two times, avoiding the rotating blade.

And these changes all come from his wrist.

The blade is no longer bright, the tornado is no longer violent, and even the eyes that were widened before and full of desire and fighting spirit have lost their luster.

Sui Qing went to look at the person who stopped and the blood flowing from his neck.

He shook his head slightly: "Why do you need so many swords? You haven't even practiced one sword well."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

With a plop, Jing fell to his knees on the roof, and a moment later his body turned over and rolled down again.

He fell on the street, and his knives slid down the roof. By coincidence, they stabbed him one by one.

He lay on his back on the ground, and the rain falling from the sky soon hurt his eyeballs.

Sui Qing went to the ground, seeming to feel a little sorry for this person, or maybe it wasn't distress, just a little sympathy.

So, he rarely said a few more words.

The first sentence: "I know you have been preparing to kill me and have been practicing hard for two years."

The second sentence: "You are very famous. They say you are a genius, a genius at practicing swordsmanship. That's why I didn't kill you with one sword, but gave you a chance to show it off."

The third sentence: "I've seen it, you dance very well, but it's useless."

After saying that, he turned around and really left this time.

While walking, Sui Qingqu thought, why are they so stupid?

He always kills people with a single blow from a distance, that's just because he has never met anyone who can fight him up close.

After walking a few steps, Sui Qing went to wake up.

It turns out that what others don't see about him is considered his weakness.

But that is obviously the enemy's weakness.

No one can get close to him, and for so many years, he has never really had a good time.

Not once.

Well......

It seems like I missed something.

He looked back and saw that the well was dead.

Sui Qingqu seemed to want to say just now, others said you have the talent to practice swordsmanship...but you don't.

But he really doesn’t like to talk too much and doesn’t like to communicate with others, so everything he misses is lost.

Well......

I also missed one sentence.
Chapter completed!