Pirate’s Infinite Wings

When the sun rose the next day, Fang Lang came to the competition venue early. He saw that the disciples came very punctually, and none of them were late. For this, he was very happy.

At this time, Fang Lang said with a smile: "I don't want to say more about the rules, you guys continue to compare."

Those disciples nodded, so they continued with yesterday's competition, and time passed quickly. When the day was getting dark, Fang Lang waved at them, and he saw that they were almost done fighting.

At this time, the disciples clasped their fists at Fang Lang, and after passing the competition just now, their victory and defeat have been divided. Fang Lang said with a smile: "You performed very well just now, I am very satisfied."

Those disciples were not proud and complacent after hearing this, they cupped their fists at Fang Lang and said, "These are all thanks to the acting head."

Fang Lang waved at them, and after that, he thought of a way to reward the top four disciples.

After a while, Fang Lang took out a book. It turned out that he had prepared it a long time ago. He knew that many disciples of the Wudang School had longed for Taijiquan and Taijijian. In the evening, he compiled these contents into a book, and he planned to give these books to the disciples who ranked first.

At this time, the first few disciples were very happy to see these books. They didn't expect Fang Lang to do things so reliably, so they vowed to practice the martial arts in them well and not contribute much to Wudang in the future.

Now, this martial arts competition is over, he thinks that if Zhang Sanfeng knows what he has done, he will be happy for him.

That night, when Fang Lang returned to Tianzunmen, he saw Murong Qiudi practicing, so he walked over and said, "I didn't expect you to be quite hardworking, but that's good, this soul-moving Dafa will be practiced at night." Only then can the effect be manifested.”

Murong Qiudi smiled and said, "Yes, I think so too."

Fang Lang continued to ask: "How long have you been practicing now?"

Murong Qiudi said, "It's been several nights."

Fang Lang was stunned when he heard that, and said, "I've come back every night for so long, why didn't I notice you?"

Murong Qiudi said with a smile: "You've been too tired these days, when you come back, you'll go back to sleep, of course you won't pay attention."

Fang Lang thought about it for the same reason. Since he took over the Wudang faction, he hasn't had a good night's sleep. He feels that his time is very tight, and he feels that he can't run out of time.

Murong Qiudi saw Fang Lang thinking about things, she smiled and said: "Tianzun, you have been in Wudang during this time, I think your martial arts must have reached a new level, I have an idea, I want to learn from you, In this way, my martial arts will also improve a lot."

Fang Lang said: "Okay, I'm very happy that you have this idea, so what kind of martial arts are you going to use against me?"

Murong Qiudi said with a smile: "I want to use Thirteen Swords of Death."

Her words gave Fang Lang another insight. Afterwards, Fang Lang smiled and said, "Okay, I will use the Wudang Tai Chi Sword, and you attack me."

In fact, Murong Qiudi also meant the same thing. She quickly took out her sword. Immediately afterwards, her sword emitted bursts of golden light, and Fang Lang also danced the Tai Chi sword. blocked back.

At this time, Fang Lang was shocked by Murong Qiudi, and he said loudly: "I didn't expect your thirteen deadly swords to progress so fast. I really didn't expect it."

Murong Qiudi said with a smile: "Of course, after learning from you for so long, I can't always stay at that point."

Fang Lang said with a smile: "Qiudi, as the saying goes, the height of the devil is one foot, and the height is one foot. Although your Thirteen Death-killing Swords are powerful, compared with my Tai Chi Sword, you still lack something."

After finishing speaking, he swung his long sword towards Murong Qiudi's chest. The sword was so fast that Murong Qiudi's arm was cut.

At this time, Fang Lang knew that his sword move was too violent, so he walked quickly to Murong Qiudi and said, "Are you okay?"

Murong Qiudi shook his head slightly, and Fang Lang sighed and said, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have used such a lot of force."

Murong Qiudi smiled and said: "Okay, don't talk about it, just let it be."

Fang Lang put away the long sword, and Murong Qiudi smiled and said: "Although your Tai Chi sword is powerful, it still has some flaws. In fact, all martial arts swordsmanship in the world has its own strengths."

Fang Lang smiled and said, "Yes, you finally understand this."

At this time, Murong Qiudi yawned and said, "Oh, it's a little late today, and I mainly practice swords with you again, and I have talked to you so much, my energy is limited."

Fang Lang thought for a while and said, "If you are really too tired, I don't think you should go with Xie Xiaofeng. During this time, you should do other things."

Murong Qiudi smiled and said: "This is not possible, I have agreed with Xie Xiaofeng, after a while, we still want to see the beauty of the West Lake."

Fang Lang said with a smile: "Okay, then you can do this, hey, I really can't do anything about you."

After finishing speaking, Murong Qiudi turned around quickly, and she left here.

Right now, when Fang Lang returned to the house, his eyelids suddenly couldn't open, so he fell on the bed.

Not long after, Fang Lang fell asleep. He suddenly dreamed of the scene of a martial arts competition during the day. Although the martial arts of those disciples were very ordinary, for a master like him, as long as he knew a little bit, it was very important to him. It is said that it is a great progress.

Early the next morning, Fang Lang went to the Wudang sect as usual. When he just arrived at the mountain gate, a few Wudang disciples walked towards him, and they stopped all the way. They bowed to Fang Lang and said

: "Hello Master."

Fang Lang was a little embarrassed. He smiled and said, "I'm just your agent head. It's best to add the word agent before it."

But they all shook their heads and said: "Master, we are actually very satisfied with your performance during this period of time. We think you have done better than when Zhang Zhenren was here. We haven't held a martial arts competition for a long time. This This time, we have been greatly improved, if you are the head, I think Wudang will have a better future."

Fang Lang smiled wryly after hearing this, so he followed them and continued to walk inside.

Several months passed in a flash, and Zhang Sanfeng came back from wandering outside. He thought that his disciples would come out to greet him, but what he didn't expect was that those disciples were very indifferent to him. He thought, what's going on? Could it be that Wudang sent What happened.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhenren was a little anxious. ..