The relentless attacks left Wang Chong Wei with no time to mount an effective counterattack; he could only parry and retreat steadily.
Wang Chong Wei's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair.
His longsword gradually lost its power under Yang Lu's broom attacks, and each defense seemed so strained and pathetic.
"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"
Lin Qinghan, who was tied up, was watching Yang Ge make his move with unwavering eyes.
It can be said that Lin Qinghan gained a lot of insights from each of his actions.
She really wanted to slap herself now; how could she have doubted Brother Yang's swordsmanship before?
What puzzled Lin Qinghan was that the names of the Eighteen Mosquito-Slaying Sword Techniques became increasingly strange as they progressed!
You should know that the names of most moves are usually quite coherent. Although Yang Ge's sword moves are also based on ancient poems, they are not a coherent poem at all!
Especially that thing about lust being the worst of all evils, she really couldn't understand it!
Also, I just calculated that Brother Yang has used a total of seventeen moves so far.
It seems there was one last move, why wasn't it executed?!
In fact, it wasn't just Lin Qinghan who couldn't understand; even Li Xiaodan and the others around her were filled with confusion.
It feels like Mr. Yang just made up these move names randomly!
They were right!
In fact, Yang Lu's naming of these sword moves had nothing to do with the actual sword moves; he simply picked up lines of poetry from his memory.
Whether it sounds good or not doesn't matter, as long as it's easy to remember!
He probably only spent about ten seconds naming these moves!
If Lin Qinghan and the others knew the origin of these sword techniques, they would definitely be speechless!
For martial arts practitioners, naming a move is a very sacred and solemn matter.
Anyway, if it were them, just the first step of naming would probably take ten days to half a month!
"Damn it, this is impossible!"
Wang Zongwei finally let out a desperate roar, but his voice was quickly drowned out by Yang Lu's fierce attack.
Under this relentless onslaught, he felt like an insect trapped in a spider web, unable to escape no matter how hard he struggled.
He also knew that if it weren't for demonstrating to Lin Qinghan, the other party would probably have killed him with the first move.
Even though he has now improved his strength to such a level, he is still completely vulnerable in the face of this man.
He truly couldn't understand how this guy's strength had increased to such a terrifying level in such a short time!
Could it be that he's on drugs like me? But even if he were on drugs, I doubt he could do this!
"clang."
Just then, Wang Zongwei's longsword was knocked away by a broom, and he collapsed to his knees, utterly powerless.
Those around who witnessed this scene couldn't help but think of a saying.
The more arrogant they were before, the more pathetic they are now!
The number one swordsman in Jiangnan is nothing special!
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