The duel between the two lasted only three to five minutes from the beginning, and Chang Li declared the end of the battle with his head missing.
At the same time, the news quickly spread through the 3,000 spectators at the scene.
After the end, Qin Mo came to the parking lot with Feng Qing, Li Shang, and Tao Fei, and took off in his "Blue Star V5" to fly to the Central Hospital.
In the hospital, Xu Mingcheng's head was wrapped with gauze and his left arm was in a plaster.
He seemed to be in good spirits.
Tian Mengyun was having lunch with Xu Mingcheng when he looked up and saw Qin Mo Fengqing and four others coming.
Mei Qingqiu had also been here before, which moved Tian Mengyun very much.
He was not just an ordinary teacher, but also a vice principal, a real strong human being.
"Senior brother, Sister Qing, you are here."
Xu Mingcheng smiled when he saw Qin Mo and others.
He didn't know anything about the duel at the end of Qin these days, not even Tian Mengyun.
"Looks like he's recovering well."
Qin Mo was calm and didn't look like he had finished killing anyone.
This made Tao Fei very curious.
To be honest, when he saw the extremely arrogant Chang Li screaming with his arms broken, he couldn't bear it.
Not to mention that the moment the head fell off, he even vomited for a while.
Even now, his mood has not calmed down.
Xu Mingcheng came to the window, stared at the world outside and said: "Before, I always felt that practicing was very hard and scary, but when I really integrated into it, I realized that it was not like that at all."
In fact, he wanted to say that no matter whether he was afraid or timid, when he faced it, he realized that it was not so terrible.
Although he was beaten, he built up his courage.
Yes, courage.
Several people listened to him talk quietly, and everyone could see that Xu Mingcheng had truly changed.
Mentally, he was no longer the weak boy he used to be, but had grown into a real man.
At least he dared to cry out in the face of power.
But shouting is right, but it is naturally better if you have strength.
Everyone chatted for a while and prepared to leave.
Tao Fei wanted to stay with Xu Mingcheng.
Li Shang clenched her fists and waved to cheer her up, saying, "Senior Brother Xu, when you get better, let's practice together."
"Definitely" Xu Mingcheng said with a happy smile.
Tian Mengyun watched her son grow up and become strong, silently shedding tears of joy.
As soon as Qin Mo and others left the hospital, Xu Jiayun hurried over.
Tian Mengyun saw her husband looking distracted and shouted: "Why are you so flustered?"
"Alas" Xu Jiayun sighed, pulled his wife out of the room, and said quietly: "Chang Li is dead."
"What?"
Tian Mengyun raised his eyebrows and looked at her husband in surprise with wide almond-shaped eyes.
Xu Jiayun took out a cigarette and wanted to light it, but realized that this was a hospital and stuffed it back.
"Someone sent a hero message to Chang Li, and Chang Li answered it.
Just then, news came that Chang Li was killed on the spot."
"Okay, damn beast, God has really opened his eyes, karma is retribution."
After hearing this, Tian Mengyun got emotional and said three times in a row.
If she was not in the hospital, she would have had a big feast and celebrated.
Xu Jiayun grabbed his wife and shook her awake, scolding: "What are you yelling at?
Do you know who killed Chang Li?"
Tian Mengyun glanced at her husband.
She didn't care who killed him.
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As long as Chang Li was dead, she would be happy.
"It doesn't matter who did it."
Before she could finish her sentence, she heard her husband say the words "Qin Wudao" and she stopped abruptly.
"Qin Wudao" Tian Mengyun opened his mouth, took a breath, and then said blankly: "He just left for a while."
Xu Jiayun frowned and murmured: "Yes, that's right."
After returning home, Qin Mo took a bath to calm himself down completely.
Killing Chang Li does not mean that he is stronger than the opponent.
Remember not to be arrogant, otherwise one day he will be killed like Chang Li.
Lose.
In the afternoon, Feng Qing went out for something, and he and Li Shang were the only ones left at home.
Qin Mo came to the courtyard to practice swordsmanship alone, while Li Shang was reading in the living room.
He practiced a lot of swordsmanship in the early years, most of which were basic swordsmanship.
Later, he integrated what he learned and prepared to create a swordsmanship according to his own ideas.
He named it Fengyun Sword Art.
Qin Mo has always been fond of ancient poetry.
For example, the name Fengyun Jianjue comes from the Great Wind Song written by Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty.
The strong wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, the Weijia sea is returning home, and the warriors are guarding the four directions.
At that time, the generation of the late Qin Dynasty was turbulent, with talents emerging in large numbers and geniuses everywhere.
The entire human race was in an era of explosive genius.
Every young man's heart was full of passion to compete with God, and he could not wait to compete with the world's heroes immediately.
It was in this environment that Qin Mo developed a belief in invincibility "like a bright sword" in his heart, and wanted to follow the example of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty in sweeping through troubled times and establishing a great cause.
The sword intention of "Bright Sword Style" represents the original dream in Qin Mo's heart.
The sword intention is immortal and the dream will last forever.
Of course, no one has had a heroic dream when they were young, but only a few people among hundreds of millions of people can succeed.
After three years of precipitation, Qin Mo has changed a lot.
His "bright sword style" belief is still there, but it's just not as arrogant and domineering as before.
Just like later generations said that the Gale Song is the lamentation of the winner, the Gaixia Song is the lamentation of the loser.
Qin Mo fell from the peak to the bottom and experienced a taste that most young people could not taste, which also forced him to think about life.
When he read the story of Liu Bang and Xiang Yu again, he no longer envied Xiang Yu's invincibility or Liu Bang's great achievements, but heard their helpless sighs.
When he was besieged on all sides, Yu Ji committed suicide, and Wu Zui fell into the river, the unrivaled King Chu could only sing to the sky, thinking that he was defeated by "bad luck" at the hands of "God".
Every time Qin Mo reads this, it feels like an electric current flows through his heart.
He can't tell what it feels like.
He saw one kind of belief in Overlord, and another kind of belief in Liu Bang.
While people felt sorry for the overlord and his concubine, Liu Bang, the victor, was still busy fighting in the east and west, pacifying the rebels from all walks of life, and was anxious and troubled because there was no one to protect the country.
It is difficult to conquer a country, but even harder to defend it.
Qin Mo's state of mind was almost the same, which allowed him to create the "Burial Sword Style" in the next three years.
In the previous Fengyun Sword Technique, he only created two moves, the first move "Wind and Cloud Surge" and the second move "Riding the Wind and Waves".
Now that his sword intention has been perfected and his spiritual cultivation is even better, his past sword skills now seem to have many loopholes.
This is one of the reasons why he has never practiced sword practice.
This battle with Chang Li was also his true show of sword.
The reason for killing Chang Li was naturally because of what happened to Xu Mingcheng, but that was by no means the whole story.
He would do the same thing if other people were humiliated like this.
He wants to use Changli's blood to open the seal and try the brand new Fengyun Sword Technique.
Qin Moli stood in the yard and closed his eyes, recalling every detail of his fight with Chang Li.
"The wind rises and the clouds fly" A sword cry penetrated the sky, and a gust of wind silently stirred up on the ground.
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Then he saw the image of a person melting into the wind.
In the blink of an eye, the figure had appeared ten meters away.
After landing, Qin Mo knelt on the ground, sweat dripping from his face, and breathing rapidly.
It was hard to imagine how much physical and mental energy this sword consumed.
"good" Although the name of the sword move only changed one word, the sword meaning and move changes have already taken on a new look.
The two are very different, and the whole is more perfect. rr4409051: