Wangsheng found it a bit funny. He studied under Yan Xuanyi. He had a very high starting point and was born with extremely good bones. He had to practice hard for twenty years to achieve what he is today. Who would understand the hardships he endured.
When the man said this, those who were defeated by Wang Sheng suddenly found a high-sounding reason for their failure and nodded in agreement.
"I just said I couldn't beat him! I have been practicing martial arts for thirty or forty years, how could I lose to a man who is only twenty years old!"
"When my heavy ax collided with his sword, I suddenly felt a domineering force. At that time, I thought this man had profound skills, but I didn't expect that he used a magic weapon."
"No wonder! I'll just say it!"
"It turns out that the Qingmang Sword is in hand. It's such an injustice to lose."
Wangsheng sneered at these people who made such nonsense. If you can't beat them, you can't beat them. You can't beat them, and you can't find any excuses. He said: "Those who have objections may as well compete with me again. This time I will use my bare hands and will never use any weapons!"
When he said this, those people who were full of shit just now did not dare to say anything more.
When Hou Kun, the elder of the Qingyun Sect, saw Wangsheng's attitude, his expression turned very ugly, and he immediately struck him with his sword.
Wangsheng dodged easily and flicked Hou Kun's sword with both fingers. Hearing a "click" sound, Hou Kun's sword broke into two pieces.
"You!" Hou Kun, the leader, looked livid, looking like a mad man and trying his best to find Wang Sheng.
But when he was so angry, he had no plan for his actions. It would be too easy for Wangsheng to defeat him.
The masters of the other three sects advised Hou Kun: "Could this be a misunderstanding? The Qingmang Sword has been hidden in the world for hundreds of years, how could it be in the hands of a descendant of the Xiaoyao Sect?"
Hou Kun said: "I think what the brother below is right! Thinking about it carefully, there is something fishy! After my sect's founder, Qingmang Sanren, was hacked to death by evil people, the Xiaoyao Sect was founded a few years later. I can't guarantee that it wasn't Yan Xuan.
B borrowed the sword to make himself famous! Give me back the sword!"
Everyone started talking again after hearing this. From a time perspective, Hou Kun's words were not wrong.
Wangsheng sneered and said: "Master has always been carefree and carefree, never entering the world. Now you can actually fabricate such evil deeds and inflict them on him without fear of retribution!"
Elder Yueying of the Emei Sect was originally targeting the Xiaoyao Sect, but now he vented his anger on the elder of the Qingyun Sect, and immediately cursed Wangsheng.
The elder of the Tang Sect was slightly at a disadvantage in the competition just now. The moment something happened was when he was concentrating and recovering with all his strength. His face was calm and he didn't say a word.
However, Shaolin Master Yideng said something fair: "Little Taoist Priest, if you are not using the Qingmang Sword, you might as well take out the sword and show it to everyone. If not, I will definitely give you justice."
Wangsheng was already very angry by some of the remarks just now, and he opened his mouth and said: "Have any of you seen what the Qingmang Sword looks like?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"Since there is no such thing, how do you know if the sword in my hand is actually the Qingmang Sword?" Wangsheng said angrily.
Everyone was speechless.
Wangsheng's hand holding the long sword trembled slightly. He knew in his heart that his sword was definitely not a green sword.
This long sword is the best birthday gift he has ever received. When he was ten years old, he had already achieved some success in swordsmanship. Before the age of ten, he had always used a traditional mahogany sword.
On the day of his tenth birthday, Master Yan Xuanyi called Wangsheng to him and gave him a sword named Changfeng. The blade of this sword was longer than an ordinary sword, and it was silver-white in color.