Ji Rong gasped slightly, and there was a sword mark on his left arm, and blood dripped down his arm.

It was Ji Rong's full-strength attack just now. Faced with this kind of storm-like fighting style, it is already commendable for ordinary people to protect themselves from being injured. But what about Jiangcheng?

He even seized the opportunity and launched an effective counterattack!

Looking at Jiangcheng standing calmly, many people felt an inexplicable awe in their hearts, as if they were facing a mountain and a deep sea, and they could not touch the bottom line of their strength at all.

Ji Rong on the ring gritted his teeth.

"How did you... do it?"

Jiang Cheng calmly replied: "If you are referring to the timing of launching a counterattack, then I can tell you that as long as you see through the rhythm of your breathing and judge clearly when your qi and meridians will run out, you will be fine."

"...I'm asking you this? What I asked is, how do you see through my breathing rhythm!" Ji Rong shouted.

"It's very simple. The strongest point is the weakest point. You will breathe before the qi veins are exhausted, and at the same time, the strongest and most powerful offensive is used to cover up the changes in your breath... So, just cut from the place where your offensive is the strongest point, you can find that what you call the strongest point is actually the weakest point of bluffing."

Jiang Cheng said it very simply, but Ji Rong still couldn't understand. He didn't understand how Jiang Cheng saw the mystery of his breathing.

Continuing to ask the enemy was undoubtedly too LOW. Ji Rong didn't want to do this. He could only grit his teeth and suppress his confusion in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "You won't have such good luck next."

Jiang Cheng shook his head: "It's not that I have good luck, but that you have bad luck."

Ji Rong showed a puzzled look.

"You are not lucky, and you meet me. If you meet someone else, you may be able to win. To be honest, your secret skill is very powerful." Jiang Cheng said sincerely.

[The spiritual fluctuation point from Ji Rong +399!]

Ji Rong snorted angrily, and his body shot lightning and rushed towards Jiangcheng! With the sound of drinking, the raindrop-like sword shadows intertwined again.

However, the frequency of the sword shadow this time was much slower than the last time. If the last time was a storm, this time it could only be considered a moderate rain.

"Strange, can you say that the power of your secret skill is not stable and will weaken as your mood is low?" Jiang Cheng was even more at ease this time? He even had time to speak? With the sound of dinging sword blades colliding, the words came out clearly.

"You have to care!"

As soon as the three words Ji Rong were released, the breath fell stagnantly? Jiang Cheng quickly seized the opportunity and handed it out with a single sword.

Sneak! Ji Rong hit another sword? Fortunately, he had leather armor defense, but he only penetrated the leather armor. He was not deep into the flesh. But this sword also successfully defeated Ji Rong slightly unbalanced.

Jiang Cheng reacted very quickly, or he had already trained his instinct in the spiritual battlefield. When he saw Ji Rong's imbalance, he immediately rushed up? He hit Ji Rong's chest with his fit and hit him.

Spin the sword and stab again, three consecutive points!

Secret technique: Three shadows are used in a fixed shape, and the phantoms of the three Jiangcheng sprint from three directions, knocking Ji Rong at the center point away again, making it float in the air!

"We give in!"

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to take the last part of his breath, the first "Haiboping" of the Seven Killing Secret Sword, Fengcheng No. 1 Middle School's arbitration coach hurriedly announced his consent and rushed to him quickly. He grabbed Ji Rong and swept several meters away.

The arbitration coach at Fengcheng No. 1 Middle School is also helpless? If Jiangcheng's final skills are made, will Ji Rong be severely injured? He will have to lie in the hospital for at least several days, which will greatly affect the subsequent games.

Jiang Cheng let out a sigh, and the waves on the long sword dissipated. This scene made many people's eyes twitch.

In one breath, one Zhoutian, after performing multiple normal attacks in succession, he used the Three Shadows Secret Sculpting Skills, and he could also use the last ending secret technique!

How long does this breath have to be?

Also, the final secret technique, which is clearly on the string, can still be dispersed! It can only be described as "transmitting and receiving from the heart".

"Monster... Monster, you can judge his realm from his long qi meridians. It is definitely not only the small achievement of the second pillar realm, but at least it must be the great realm! There are also the secret skills of sending and receiving from the heart, which is the proficiency that can only be achieved after practiced thousands of times? Is this guy forty-eight hours a day?"

"What kind of monster is it... The heir of the Fengcheng Ji family is also a top-notch master in the Jinghai competition area, and he hasn't even found his bottom."

Behind the audience, the contestants and coaches from various schools came to watch the game, shouting that they held grass (a plant).

On the seat of the Clan Team of Jinghai No. 1 Middle School.

Yang Wuyi said: "Wenxin, now do you think Jiangcheng's strength?"

The team members looked over and found that Xu Wenxin's face turned pale.

"Wenxin?"

Yang Wuyi called out again, and Xu Wenxin turned his head "Oh".

"Wenxin, what do you think of Ji Rong's level? If it were you, could you defeat Ji Rong?" Yang Wuyi asked.

"No, no problem." Xu Wenxin took a deep breath and said.

"So, if you stand in Ji Rong's position, can you beat Jiangcheng?" Coach Yang Wuyi asked a question.

Xu Wenxin's fists clenched and opened, showing a somewhat ugly smile: "When...of course."

"Okay. Then I'll feel relieved."

Coach Yang Wuyi said meaningfully: "Wenxin, don't forget that you are shouldering the expectations of more than thousands of students from our Jinghai No. 1 Middle School, as well as the honor of the three words Jinghai Xu."

Xu Wenxin gritted his teeth and said, "I will remember it."

"Haha, you don't have to worry too much. The strength of the top four people in our school team is incomparable to Gaocheng No. 1 Middle School. So, I can guarantee that even if Jiangcheng meets you in the end, it will be just a tired body." Yang Wuyi comforted, "I just need you to make the worst plan and make the most adequate preparations."

"Okay..." Xu Wenxin lowered his head and said.

Oto High School contestants sit in the seat.

The contestants in this school are a bit special. In the position of the general and the pioneer, there are two blond and blue-eyed teenagers who look like they are not Chinese at first sight.

The two blonde boys also had name notes on their backs, one was “Marin, 5” and the other was “Durward, 1”.

The two are exchange students introduced by Oto High School from the Cooperation and Exchange Middle School - the US-Canada Federal Holy Light Savior Middle School. Their real names are...

Marin Buford, No. 5, is a pioneer.

Deward Caldwell, No. 1, plays as a general.

The two American-Canada federal exchange students were sitting leisurely, and they could even be said to be lazy. They were in sharp contrast with the other three main players of Oto High School sitting upright, and they seemed not to take An Qilin, the head coach of Oto High School sitting next to them.

An Qilin is not used to the casual attitude of his players, but the translator with glasses sent by the school comforted him, "The US-Canada Federation advocates freedom, and the students there are like this to the teachers, and people's respect is in their hearts."

An Qilin could only pinch his nose and endure it, although he never realized what the two exchange students called "the inner respect for the teacher."

After the battle between Gaocheng No. 1 Middle School and Fengcheng No. 1 Middle School ended, An Qilin let the contestants speak freely.

Several team members said that Jiangcheng's strength is very deep and cannot be seen, and needs attention.

Glasses translated the words of several team members to two exchange students.

After hearing a few words, Marin shrugged her shoulders, curled her lips, and smiled at Deward beside her, saying, "Hey, can you imagine it? These Chinese people have never seen what is truly powerful. Their vision is as narrow as mice in the gutter."

Deward narrowed his eyes: "It is understandable that the level of Lingzi civilization development here is at least twenty years behind our country. It is a waste of valuable resources."

Marin smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. As a beacon of freedom, our country can help them develop the hope of mankind."

Both of them communicate in English and speak very fast. The players present, including the coach, only had English skills at the level of "Hi Hawa Oil" and "Hi Ying-Wan Oil", and were naturally confused when they heard it.

"Translator Zhu, what did they say?" An Qilin asked.

Glasses Translator pushed Glasses: "Marin and Deward said that Jiang Cheng, the general of Gaocheng No. 1 Middle School, is not very strong, and they have enough confidence to deal with it."

An Qilin frowned. He originally wanted to analyze the possible weaknesses of Jiangcheng based on the strength shown by Jiangcheng and verify them in subsequent observations. However, Marin and Deward did not have any interest in this area, and even lacked the willingness to communicate, so he could only keep silent.

...

Training ground at Gaocheng No. 1 Middle School.

That night, the gains and losses of this battle were analyzed.

Even Fang Chang was bandaged and barely attended, wanting to know where he lost.

Jiang Cheng said his opinion: "I think Ji Rong's strength is related to his emotional changes. The higher his emotions, the faster his attack speed will be. After his mood is low, the slower his attack speed will slow down a lot. At first he could still fight with me, but after I hit him for the first time, his performance quickly declined, which was completely different from before and was defeated by me directly."

Coach Xin folded his hands and placed them under his sunglasses, and his voice rang calmly and lowly:

"The characteristic of the Ji family is the 'heart-energy secret technique', which emphasizes mobilizing the power of the mind, strengthening oneself, and weakening the enemy. Ji Rong's initial move, called 'heart-energy secret technique, Fanaticism', is based on self-confidence to increase the attack speed."

"Based on self-confidence? Is the stronger the more confident?" Jiang Cheng and others were shocked. This secret technique is too unscientific. Wouldn't it be against the will of a young man?

"The attack speed will be restricted by physical fitness and will not increase infinitely." Coach Xin said.

"I understand... why Ji Rong has to take on so many training matches," Fang Chang said with a wry smile, "He is accumulating confidence for himself, right? Every time he defeats another school team, the stronger his self-confidence is."

Zhou Yunfei touched his chin: "So, after he was injured by Orange's counterattack, his self-confidence was frustrated and he got a grip? Will he become more and more gripped afterwards... It's interesting. This secret skill is very suitable for me."

Everyone: "..."

Coach Xin said lightly: "The system of secret skills of the heart energy is not that simple. Even if his confidence is frustrated, Ji Rong can still maintain his fanatical state through self-hypnosis. But this time he doesn't have enough time in the ring."

"That's right, but losing to Jiang Cheng will be worse in the future."

Fang Chang sighed and said, "Every time he hit me, it makes me feel like there is a nail wedged in my body, which is very painful. Is this the effect of the secret technique of the mind?"

"I feel that's how it hurts. It's not your body, but your spirit." Jiang Cheng said.

Everyone sighed, "The world of sealing the warriors is really strange."

"How did these secret technology systems come into being?" Zhou Yunfei asked curiously.

"Of course it was created by the seal warrior."

Xin Hao said more today than usual.

He pondered for a moment, then said: "First, you need to obtain a profound secret skill that surpasses the nine stars. Then, the strong among the sealed warriors, use the secret skill that surpasses the nine stars as the root, and understand it downwards, and create a series of high, medium and low-star secret skills. This series of star secret skills is a secret skill system, and the ultimate goal is to reduce the difficulty and allow later generations to cultivate a profound secret skill that surpasses the nine stars."
To be continued...