Flower Stealing Master

Xia Qingqing felt that Song Qingshu had pinched her behind her back, so she reacted and hurriedly told Feng Qingyang about Yuan Chengzhi.

Seeing that Feng Qingyang was silent, Mu Renqing also said, "Martial Uncle, Chengzhi was the best descendant of our Sword Sect, I have spent my whole life putting my hope of reviving the Sword Sect on him. But who knew he was killed by the hands of Dongfang Bubai"

Feng Qingyang said suspiciously, "I have also observed this Yuan Chengzhi you speak of secretly. His martial arts level was no longer under the master of the Sun Moon Holy Cult. How did Dongfang Bubai kill him so easily?"

"His speed is too fast," Xia Qingqing hurriedly told Feng Qingyang all the information she had obtained, "According to the reflection of Master Fang Zheng, who was present that day, the speed of Dongfang Bubai has exceeded the limit of human beings. Brother Chengzhi didn't have any chance from the beginning, so…" Xia Qingqing couldn't speak any longer, she covered her mouth, and stood there sobbing silently.

As for the many young disciples on the cliff, they saw a beautiful and devoted young woman standing there sorrowfully, her long skirt was touching the ground, her clothes were blowing in the wind, a small white flower was inserted on the hair of her temples, and the petals trembled slightly with the breeze… They couldn't help but feel her sadness.contemporary romance

"Brother Song was at the scene that day, so you can ask him about the specific situation." Xia Qingqing wiped away her tears and pointed at Song Qingshu.

"There's also that Zuo Lengchan," Feng Qingyang looked puzzled and looked at Song Qingshu, "I heard that on the day of the fight, you defeated Daoist Chongxu with one sword strike?"

"It was just a fluke." Song Qingshu seemed a little embarrassed.

"I have seen the swordsmanship of Daoist Chongxu," Feng Qingyang stood there with his hands behind his back, "It is continuous and has few flaws. He can be regarded as a first-class sword master in the wulin. You can actually beat him with one sword strike. Have you progressed that much since we fought last time? What adventure did you have to achieve such results?"

"It's just that this junior used tricks and schemes. In a real fight, it would take a hundred moves to decide the winner." Song Qingshu said frankly.

"Trick?" Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "I understand, you must have motivated him to defend with all his strength from the very beginning. His Taiji Swordplay has a huge flaw that ordinary people can't see, but his swordsmanship is far superior. You can indeed defeat him with that tactic."

"Old Feng recreated the scene of the day with just a few words from this junior. This junior is awed and admires your intellect." Song Qingshu looked at him in surprise.

"You don't have to flatter this old man so much. I'll settle the account with you later. You can talk about how Yuan Chengzhi and Dongfang Bubai fought against each other that day." Feng Qingyang asked with a frown.

"Dongfang Bubai was extremely fast. There were no more than three people on the top of the Jade Emperor Peak who could clearly see his movements. Master Yuan happened to be one of them. Even so, his speed was still not as fast as Dongfang Bubai. He kept changing his position to avoid Dongfang Bubai's attack. However, Dongfang Bubai's movement was more subtle than his superb ability, and the attack came from any angle from all directions. In desperation, Master Yuan had to use the Golden Serpent Sword technique to protect his whole body, but this move consumes a lot of internal energy. Under the all-round siege of Dongfang Bubai, Master Yuan's movement space was compressed smaller and smaller, and finally the inevitable happened…" Song Qingshu talked eloquently, and for the first time, the details of the fight of that day were revealed to the ears of the public.

Yue Buqun was ashamed to hear it. He didn't see anything except a red shadow and a golden light that day. He didn't expect Song Qingshu to see the battle so clearly at a young age.

"In the world of martial arts, there is nothing that can't be broken through, and only speed is an exception." Feng Qingyang murmured to himself, "When it reaches a certain level, the flaws in the technique are no longer flaws, it seems that it can only be stopped by static… "

"Old Feng, don't blame me for saying something depressing. I've fought against both of you. The pressure you put on me is far less than the pressure he put on me." Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, but still reminded him.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked. Xia Qingqing had nothing to say. She had seen Dongfang Bubai several times. Mu Renqing and Yue Buqun had always been terrified by Dongfang Bubai's ghost-like martial arts.

Yue Buqun's disciples were even more shocked. Lin Pingzhi was glad that he was able to get such a first-class master in the world to teach him martial arts. But Yue Lingshan was shocked that the other party was not much older than her, but he was already able to compete with the first master of their sect. Her pair of big round eyes kept trembling, not knowing what to think.

Feng Qingyang's face showed his embarrassment, "With your movement technique, it is not a big problem to escape from Dongfang Bubai." At the beginning, he suffered a loss due to that and that was regarded as a great disgrace for him.

"Old Feng, don't look down on people like that, okay?" Song Qingshu felt that his face was hurt and retorted: "I fought against him twice, the first time was a complete defeat, and the second time I injured him seriously and he even vomited blood."

Feng Qingyang looked obviously disbelieving, and sneered, "The last time you fought, your martial arts were exquisite, but they were mixed and impure, and there was still a little gap between you and Yuan Chengzhi. So how could you hurt Dongfang Bubai?"

Yue Buqun and Mu Renqing nodded, agreeing with Feng Qingyang's judgment.

Xia Qingqing recalled the details of that night, hesitated for a moment, and then opened her lips lightly, "I can testify for Big Brother Song, after he fought against Dongfang Bubai last time, he was seriously injured, and there was blood on Dongfang Bubai's clothes. It seemed that he was badly injured…"

Song Qingshu smiled smugly, "There you have it. I even have a witness."

Feng Qingyang squinted his eyes and said indifferently, "Boy, I would like to see how far your martial arts have progressed now." As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle inner strength spread out, and everyone in the Mount Hua Sect had to scramble and empty the field.

Song Qingshu's face stiffened and hesitantly said, "Old Feng, you have to think about it carefully. Although I will definitely lose in the end, I am afraid it will not be so easy for you to win. If you accidentally get injured, you will be disadvantaged in your fight against Dongfang Bubai. It's not that wise to be injured before the final battle."

Feng Qingyang smiled lightly, "We don't need to really fight for this competition."

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly realized something, and said with a smile, "This junior has been ignorant."

Seeing that he understood his meaning so quickly, Feng Qingyang glanced at him with admiration. His eyelids drooped, his hands folded, although the wind on the top of the mountain was not small, but it couldn't blow his clothes.

Song Qingshu's expression changed, and he clasped his fists and said, "Please forgive this junior for offending." After speaking, he stepped forward.

Feng Qingyang's eyelids trembled, but Song Qingshu took two steps back as if facing a great enemy.

When one move failed, Song Qingshu was not annoyed, he stepped forward with his left foot and slowly moved forward. Feng Qingyang's right shoulder sank back slightly, and the left half of his body trembled. Song Qingshu, however, with a dignified expression, retracted his left foot, drew a semi-circle on the spot, and slowly raised his right foot.

Yue Lingshan, who was on the side, thought that there would be a thrilling battle, but after seeing the two of them standing still for a long time, she suddenly felt extremely bored, came behind her father, and asked, "Father, why haven't they begun fighting yet? What about the competition?"

"They have already made a move." Yue Buqun explained with a solemn expression, the realm of the two of them was far beyond his own, but fortunately he was familiar with the Five Sacred Mountain Swordsmanship, otherwise he would not have been able to understand anything.

After a stick of incense time passed, Song Qingshu took a step back and said respectfully, "This junior lost. I didn't know how high the heavens were before, but today I saw the true level of my seniors, and I am convinced."

Feng Qingyang accepted his salute calmly, turned around and disappeared on the spot, and a cold voice came from a distance, "Speak on behalf of this old man, next month on the fifteenth night, on the night of the full moon, on the peak of the Forbidden City, this old man will definitely pay a visit to Cult Master Dongfang."

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