Chapter 67: Comparison and Borrowing

  Kuo Fei kicked the man flying, not a sudden impulse. According to Kuo Fei's character, even if someone scolds him in the face, he will definitely counterattack, but he won't rashly counterattack, instead, he will think deeply and wait for the opportunity to make him remember for life.

  This move was also carefully considered by Guo Fei, as it was necessary for the competition. Ten matches had to be completed in one day, and although the rules seemed simple, they actually had a deeper meaning. If he didn't quickly cut through the mess, wasting a lot of energy on these easily defeated opponents, once he encountered an evenly matched opponent, he would suffer greatly.

  Such a selection of scholars not only tests one's moral character, but also tests the ability to strategize and plan. Guo Fei understood it this way, and in fact, it is indeed the case that a scholar with a good head on his shoulders will go further and be more useful to the country. After all, the warriors who emerge from the selection are meant to serve as officials in the national administration and military at various levels.

  Guo Fei observed that not only himself, but also the others were the same, such as Leng Dao, Lin Zhen, Lin Shan and Zhao Ba. Although they didn't start as quickly and suddenly as Guo Fei, their purpose was clearly the same - not to waste energy on weaker opponents, but to quickly defeat them so that they could observe other masters' battles, accumulate experience, and gain an advantage for future fights.

  Another half-hour passed, and Guo Fei was drawn again. This time, his opponent came from a wealthy family's team of young masters. He had naturally seen the short, ugly man who had been kicked to the ground earlier. Therefore, when facing Guo Fei, he was exceptionally cautious, standing at one corner of the arena, holding an iron rod in his hand, secretly on guard.

  When the referee announced the start of the match, he didn't rush to make a move. With his iron rod raised in his hand and his lower body in a horse-riding stance, his whole body was focused on staring at Guo Fei.

  "Hum!" Guo Fei raised his hand, and the Xuan Tie sword was unsheathed, flashing a fierce light in the air. Guo Fei's body soared high, and with one move of "Tai Shan Pressing Top", he directly struck out. His shadow moved as fast as lightning, using the footwork from the "Flowing Light" sword technique. This move secretly contained a ruthless and deadly grappling technique.

  Invisible sword energy surged up, the sword momentum had not arrived, yet it was about to pierce this person's face and make it ache. This person let out a loud shout, the iron rod trembled, and shadowy rods appeared in mid-air, with intangible true energy floating on the surface of the iron rod, blocking Guo Fei's sword momentum.

  "Clang!" A fierce sword and rod clashed, the man retreated three steps back, his tiger's mouth bleeding, his hand holding the iron rod trembling non-stop. This was a no-frills contest of strength, a test of true internal energy cultivation.

  Guo Fei's inner sword shadow heat flow has reached the fifth level of Sword Soldier, and after taking Xiao Peiyuan Dan, his physical quality has improved. After transforming into a Sword Soldier himself, he can compare to the Great Perfection realm of this world's Qi Cultivators. He is not someone who has just entered the middle stage of Qi Cultivation like the opponent in front of him.

  "I give up!" The man sighed and turned around, jumping off the stage.

  Another move, another retreat of his opponent, making more people who looked down on Guo Fei pay attention to him. People all have this thinking habit, thinking that those who rely on relationships are not capable. In fact, everything needs to be spoken with facts, and you need to understand the ins and outs of things to get a correct conclusion.

  "Good. Those who can emerge from the Black Wall Ghost Cave are not weaklings. I look forward to a battle with you! A fair and square showdown between soldiers." Guo Fei walked down from the stage, passing by Leng Dao, this icy-faced, taciturn camp commander stared at Guo Fei in a low voice.

  "Anytime!" Guo Fei said sincerely. For a true soldier, Guo Fei had only respect. This man was undoubtedly a true soldier, and the light flashing in his eyes was fierce but not sinister.

  As for this person knowing his own ghostly affairs, it didn't surprise Guo Fei. This person was the captain of the Imperial Guard Cavalry Regiment, and it was a small team from the Imperial Guard Cavalry Regiment that found Guo Fei and others. His subordinates would definitely report to him, and protecting Zhao Xue was his responsibility, apparently he had some resentment about this.

  After that match, Guo Fei paid attention to Leng Dao. This person's knife method is not a routine martial skill, but a summary of the battle. It is extremely cruel and deadly, with loopholes everywhere, but its desperate moves often leave opponents at a loss, and they are often injured under his knife very quickly.

  His martial skills gave Guo Fei a great deal of inspiration, his own troops would produce a sense of fate, and also produce a hint of elegance. Swordsmen emphasize agility and sharpness, killing decisively; Ax cavalrymen value charging forward with an unstoppable momentum, full of overbearing energy; Assassins are sinister and cunning, using stealthy assassination techniques as their forte; Dancers, charming and captivating, yet secretly containing deadly moves.

  If these characteristics are combined and developed, one's own strength will be greatly enhanced. However, Guo Fei knew that relying on his own abilities to create a martial technique was still far from enough, and the best strategy would be to find similar techniques to borrow from and modify.

  The next two opponents, Guo Fei basically didn't even make a move, and the other side admitted defeat. In Heishi County City, the aristocratic young masters interacted with each other frequently, so after the first two matches ended in defeat, they had a general understanding of Guo Fei's strength. After comparing, they wouldn't waste their energy on opponents they couldn't beat, so directly conceding was also a strategy to cut losses and preserve overall strength.

  "I'd like to see what kind of person the young lady has set her eyes on, whether he's worthy or not!" In the fifth round, Guo Fei met Lin Shan, a girl with slightly dark skin, full of wild beauty, like a female leopard. She stared fiercely at Guo Fei and said.

  From this person's words, it can be seen that she and Zhao Xue have an unusual relationship, but when Zhao Xue talked to Guo Fei, she didn't mention their relationship at all, only warning Guo Fei to be careful of this person.

  Zhao Xue. As expected, she's the type with a gloomy and sinister mind, hiding a heart as cold as ice beneath her elegant and refined exterior. Guo Fei let out a sigh of relief, if Zhao Xue were his subordinate, he could still accept it, but marrying someone like that as his wife was absolutely out of the question, who would want to sleep beside someone who might stab him in the back at any moment?

  Guo Fei didn't directly respond to her words, gazing at the willow-leaf dagger in her hand with a faint smile. Judging from her weapon, this woman was taking the fast route; it seemed that her martial arts skills were extraordinary.

  At this point, the competition had been going on until the afternoon, and more than a hundred people had already been eliminated. The strengths and weaknesses of the contestants were now very clear, and the top players stood out, with only about ten or so people drawing attention. Guo Fei, Leng Dao, Lin Zhen, Lin Shan, Zhao Ba, and several others had all made it to this point with a record of consecutive victories.

  Unfortunately, from start to finish, the expected exciting encounter between masters did not appear. Therefore, when Guo Fei and Lin Shan met, it was the first time two consecutive winners had met, and instantly became the focus of the entire arena.

  "Lin brother, I don't know how many points your family's girl has won?" Duke Dingguo Zhao An Yu smiled faintly at a man in his fifties behind him.

  "Not even one!" The man smiled and shook his head.

  "Oh? How can you tell?"

  "Hehe. Xue'er, the young mistress of the county, has great ambitions and is not ordinary in recognizing people. Sometimes even I feel inferior to her, so the person she favors must be extraordinary."

  "Lin brother is wrong!" Zhao Anyu's face showed a rare smile, and he chuckled.

  Lin Tian Nan's face showed a hint of ridicule after hearing it, but it disappeared instantly.

  At this time, Guo Fei had already engaged in combat with Lin Shan. Lin Shan's movements were as swift and elusive as a butterfly flitting from flower to flower. Her body technique was extremely fast, her willow-leaf knife method like a gentle spring rain, slipping through Guo Fei's sword shadow like silk threads. Guo Fei relied on his resonance with the Xuan Tie Sword to execute the "Flowing Light" sword method and entwine in combat with Lin Shan.

  It has to be said that this is the most powerful opponent Guo Fei has encountered so far. Lin Shan is already a master of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and has been practicing this set of willow leaf knife techniques for nearly ten years, starting from the age of ten, making her much more proficient than Guo Fei's "Flowing Light" sword technique.

  Two men entwined, invisible true energy crisscrossing, colliding with a dull explosive sound, like a series of muffled thunderclaps, sweeping away the hard-packed earth on the stage, leaving behind trails and raising clouds of dust. The two dodged and weaved, fighting evenly matched, opening the eyes of the people below. At the same time, they no longer dared to underestimate Guo Fei. Lin Shan's reputation in Heishi County was not small, his cultivation was strong, his personality was bold and few people dared to provoke him.