The narration system of Wuxia Journey

Yue Buqun stroked his beard and said, "How do you want to compete, Junior Brother Feng?"

The man surnamed Feng said, "As long as Senior Brother Yue can make the three of us lose with conviction, we will recognize Huashan Qi Sect as the authentic one."

"Okay," Yue Buqun said without hesitation, and stood up immediately.

After everyone agreed, they stood up immediately and came to the square outside the Jianqi Hall.

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In the small square, Linghu Chong stood opposite the man surnamed Feng, holding a long sword.

Linghu Chong bowed and gestured, "Uncle Feng, you are the senior, please go first."

Feng Buping was not polite either, and a silver light flashed in his hand, and the sword body was like a willow shaking in the wind, swaying and unpredictable. It was the move of the Kuangfeng Fast Sword "Strong Willow in the Wind".

Feng Buping took a step and was already in front of Linghu Chong. The fast sword in his hand flashed, and seventeen or eighteen sword shadows were stabbed out in an instant, covering Linghu Chong's chest.

Linghu Chong did not move, and raised the tip of the long sword held upside down in his right hand, using the move "The Immortal Points the Way", and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the flaw in the center of Feng Buping's sword.

Feng Buping changed his moves several times, and Linghu Chong followed suit. The two swords changed before they even intersected.

In less than a moment, Feng Buping was running around Linghu Chong, his sword was as fast as a storm, and his face was full of impatience.

On the other hand, Linghu Chong came and went, always using the move "The Immortal Points the Way", an ordinary sword move that stabbed diagonally upwards, which he used to perfection.

The long sword held upside down in his hand could always point to Feng Buping's flaws, showing a calm and unrestrained demeanor.

Yue Buqun and his wife had a calm expression, as if they had expected it.

Yue Lingshan's eyes flashed, and she couldn't help but dance with the sword formula in her right hand, as if she had learned some exquisite changes.

Shi Daizi, Lu Dayou, and Lin Pingzhi stared at Feng Buping's swift sword, trying to see the tricks of the changes.

Lu Bai and the others looked gloomy, obviously not expecting it. Feng Buping's swordsmanship was the best among these people, but he didn't expect to fail as soon as he made a move.

Lu Bai's eyes turned, and he shouted in a mocking manner: "Brother Yue, didn't you say that you are the Huashan Qi Sect? Why don't we see the internal strength of the Qi Sect disciples, but their swordsmanship is good."

Yue Buqun was not polite, and he continued helplessly: "Brother Lu, you don't know, Chong'er's swordsmanship is also practiced casually, and it's really not good enough."

This sentence made Lu Bai's face flushed, meaning that your disciples' swordsmanship is better than ours even if they practice it casually, then what are we? Are we fools?

Ning Zhongze said intentionally or unintentionally: "Brother Lu doesn't practice internal skills, so he doesn't know the depth of this. If he doesn't have enough internal skills, Chong'er can't practice such precise eyesight."

The couple said one sentence each, seemingly complimenting, but in fact they belittled Lu Bai to nothing, just saying that he was not good at martial arts, not good at internal skills, and was just a waste.

But they didn't say anything yet, and Lu Bai couldn't find any fault no matter how angry he was, and his face turned purple.

The two old men of Hengshan School and Taishan School were helpless, and they didn't want to be the first to stand out. They just felt that they were really confused today.

Seeing that Linghu Chong's expression did not change, Feng Buping's steps were getting slower and slower, and the difference between the two was already clear. Linghu Chong's long sword changed, and a move of "boundless falling wood" was used.

The sword energy was fierce, as if countless branches and leaves fell in the wind. The sword light flashed and had already stuck to Feng Buping's long sword.

When the two swords met, Feng Buping had a complicated expression. He felt that the sword in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds, as if it had fallen into a quagmire and could no longer move faster.

Before he could let go, Linghu Chong's internal force on the sword was withdrawn again. He took a step back and bowed his hands and said, "Uncle Feng, how about a draw today?"

Feng Buping's face was complicated, but he said, "If I lose, I lose. I, the disciple of the Sword Sect, dare to do and take responsibility. I can't afford to lose."

After that, he bowed to Yue Buqun and said, "Brother Yue, I lost this round."

Yue Buqun raised his hand and said, "Brother, you are not right. It is his honor for the younger generation to be taught the secrets of swordsmanship by you."

Feng Buping lowered his head and said nothing. After a moment, he suddenly looked at Linghu Chong and said, "Are you using the Dugu Nine Swords?"

Linghu Chong nodded and said, "It is indeed the Dugu Nine Swords."

Feng Buping showed a trace of disappointment and muttered to himself, "It turned out to be Uncle Feng. No wonder..." The voice behind him gradually became inaudible.

Seeing Feng Buping standing aside and ignoring everyone, Lu Bai's eyes flashed and he said, "Brother Yue, your sect doesn't have only Linghu Chong as a disciple, right? It's better to be fair in a martial arts competition."

No one from Huashan Sect paid any attention to him, which made him look more like a clown, and his aura became colder.

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Seeing that Feng Buping had been defeated, Cheng Buyou drew out his long sword, walked to the center of the square and stood still, bowing and signaling him to join the battle.

Linghu Chong and Yue Buqun exchangedWith a glance, Yue Buqun said immediately: "Brother Cheng, since you have such a refined taste, why not let me see your swordsmanship."

Without waiting for Cheng Buyu to object, Yue Lingshan had already leaped to the center of the square, and her outstanding lightness skills made people cheer.

"Uncle Cheng, although I am not as good as my second brother, I will not admit defeat. Please teach me." Yue Lingshan saluted with a long sword in hand.

"Please." Cheng Buyu did not dare to underestimate this little girl. He tightened the long sword in his hand, and the sword light flashed. He used four swords, which were fast and fierce.

The swordsmanship avoided Yue Lingshan's chest and pointed to her shoulders and the hems on both sides of her clothes. Obviously, he did not want to attack in a vulgar way, and he had the demeanor of a master.

Yue Lingshan's sword light flashed, and the long sword was silent. She had already made four swords, blocking Cheng Buyu's four swords outside her body.

Cheng Buyou's swordsmanship remained unchanged, and his momentum was endless. The tip of his sword trembled slightly, and one sword turned into three, and in an instant it turned into twelve swords, which were the three fatal swords.

Yue Buqun couldn't help but applaud: "Junior Brother Cheng's swordsmanship is unpredictable, and he has already mastered the three samadhis of swordsmanship. Even Yue is no better than him."

Yue Lingshan used the Xiyi swordsmanship all the way, 'you can't see it when you see it, and you can't hear it when you hear it', it moves without form and swings without sound. For a moment, only the sound of the swords colliding with each other was heard, but no sword shadows were seen.

Yue Buqun and Linghu Chong nodded repeatedly, watching this Xiyi swordsmanship, even if they used it, it was no better than this.

At this time, Cheng Buyou's humility was gone, and he no longer held back when he drew his sword. Every sword pointed directly at the vital points. When the swordsmanship changed, he occasionally made a surprise move like an antelope hanging a horn.

Yue Lingshan used a set of Xiyi swordsmanship, which was so powerful that it was almost invisible, and only occasionally reflected a sword shadow in the sun. The two fought fast, and the center of the square was filled with the figures of the two people moving back and forth.

The fine sword sounds continued, and it was unknown how many swords were used in an instant.

Everyone watched intently, and Lu Bai looked ugly. He didn't expect that a little girl could have such martial arts, and he couldn't help but lose some confidence in his own plan.

Although Yue Lingshan was young, she had Yue Yuchen's special training. Her internal strength was subtle and her internal strength was continuous. She was deeply influenced by the true teachings of Taoism.

The two people swayed, and their swordsmanship changed unpredictably. The more they fought, the more excited they became. Yue Lingshan felt that everything she had learned was confirmed, and Cheng Buyu sighed that Huashan Sect had successors.

After dozens of moves, seeing that Yue Lingshan's breath was even and there was no chaos, Cheng Buyu sighed lightly, and with a move of "Poetry and Sword to Meet Friends", he jumped out of the battle circle.

"I lost." Cheng Buyou stroked the sword and said dejectedly.