"Zhang Wuji, get out of the way!" After hearing Wang Xu's words, Song Qingshu's face turned pale and he strode over with his sword.
Although this guy was angry, he also knew how to find a fig leaf for himself. He first used a few sword moves before sweeping towards Wang Xu.
This move is the Huidang Ling Jueding in Wudang swordsmanship. Although Zhang Wuji could not practice due to the heavy weight of Xuanming Divine Palm and the cold poison in his body, he recognized the origin of this sword and immediately said loudly: "Be careful, this is
Wudang swordsmanship, get out of the way!"
Ding
Zhang Wuji just spoke, and when he looked back, he saw Song Qingshu's sword flying out.
The long sword drew an arc in the air, and then fell to the ground with its tip pointed downwards, nailed to the bluestone and shaking precariously.
The people around didn't know what happened, and they all looked at each other. Even Song Qingshu himself was confused, muttering: "Why did my sword fly?"
"The moves are too slow, the craftsmanship is too strong, and your Wudang Swordsmanship is not perfect. It is okay for you to use the moves with the brothers, but it will not work when you meet the masters." Wang Xu has seen Dugu Nine Swords, although he has not learned it.
, but the quality of swordsmanship can still be seen.
In Song Qingshu's Wudang swordsmanship, he learned the appearance but not the essence. The appearance is similar but the spirit is different. It feels a bit like copying a cat to a tiger.
Against second- and third-rate minions, this trick might be a bit interesting, but against a master like Wang Xu who got his start through hard work, it's really full of flaws.
"Impossible, my Wudang swordsmanship can never be blocked so easily." Song Qingshu was a face-saving person, and was criticized a few times by Wang Xuzhong, and for a while he couldn't even get off the stage.
Wang Xu stood unmoved and allowed Song Qingshu to take back the long sword and attack with Wudang swordsmanship again.
One move, two moves, three moves
Song Qingshu obviously followed the school line and had never experienced real fighting. He followed the script for every move, just like practicing swordsmanship.
Wang Xu pointed at the sword and flicked the sword's edge away three times in a row.
After three moves, Song Qingshu's sword became chaotic. He slashed forward without hesitation and roared: "Look at my Wudang swordsmanship!"
Ding!!!
Another crisp sound came, but Wang Xu did not flick the sword away, but pressed his fingers against the tip of the sword to prevent Song Qingshu from entering.
The Wudang disciples who were watching were all stunned, rubbing their eyes in disbelief.
Wang Xu shook his head slightly, looked at the wide-eyed Song Qingshu, and whispered: "Where is the embroidery? Be more vigorous!"
"You!" Song Qingshu's face turned red from holding back, and he used all his strength to push the sword hard.
But the tip of the sword pressed against Wang Xu's finger, just like it was pressed against an iron plate. No matter how hard he applied force, it remained motionless.
"In just these two moments, you still want to show off and get slapped in the face? Sadly, you don't even have the right to pretend like this!" Wang Xu reached forward and grasped the blade of the long sword.
If an ordinary person holds a sword blade, even if it is just a standard Wudang long sword, his head will be cut and his head will bleed.
Wang Xu is not an ordinary person. The sharp sword blade in his hand is no better than a wooden stick.
Under Song Qingshu's unbelievable gaze and the ghostly expressions of the Wudang disciples, Wang Xu crushed the long sword piece by piece and whispered: "Next time you want to pretend to be a slap in the face, make sure you choose the right person before pretending, otherwise you will pretend
Instead of pretending, I became an idiot myself."
Boom, boom
The pieces of the sword were crushed into pieces by Wang Xu with both hands and dropped to the ground like eating melon seeds.
Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. He just saw that Wang Xu was so popular and wanted to scare him with a sword dance.
Fortunately now, Wang Xu was not frightened. He was dumbfounded at first. He really failed to show off and was fooled.
"Do you want to continue?" Wang Xu looked impatient. With Song Qingshu's level of cultivation, he couldn't break his defense even if he stood up. I really don't know where this guy got his sense of superiority. He didn't even know what kind of level he was. , just dare to jump up and pretend to slap him in the face.
Could it be that I have been on Wudang Mountain for so long that my eyesight has become blinded, and I think that what I am like, others must be like.
It shouldn't be right. Those who have just entered the first-class level are rare among the younger generation of the six major sects.
After all, Linghu Chong, the proud man in the world, was already a top-notch master in his twenties, and his martial arts skills were definitely better than those of Song Qingshu in front of him.
In comparison, Swordsman Jianghu World is a level lower than Yitian Slaying Dragon World. Linghu Chong does not have a master-level master as his father, nor does he have a great master as his ancestor.
In comparison, Song Qingshu's starting point was much higher, and his achievements were far behind.
Even Huizhen, the successor of the Shaolin Temple generation, who fought against Zhang Wuji with the Eagle Claw Kung Fu in the movie, looks like he is only in his twenties. His strength is enough to learn the Nine Sun Magic Kung Fu and the Qian Kun Da Kung Fu. The moving Zhang Wuji fought for dozens of rounds.
Although at that time, Zhang Wuji had no internal strength and no experience in fighting enemies, so he was still unable to show his strength.
But it cannot be denied that Huizhen can fight with him for dozens of rounds, which is enough to prove that his strength is not much worse than that of the Exterminator, and at least he is at the level of a first-time grandmaster.
Song Qingshu is younger, but he and Huizhen are both of the younger generation. Compared with the master, his first-class strength is not even close to that of the master.
"Young people, every mountain in the world is higher than the next. The most important thing in life is to be steady, rather than always thinking about getting ahead. A gun will kill the first bird, but be careful if you get ahead too much, you won't even have a head in the end."
Wang Xu threw the sword fragments on the ground and glanced at Zhang Wuji, not wanting to play with Song Qingshu anymore.
Song Qingshu's martial arts skills are too low. If you compete with him, you won't be able to show Wang Xu's ability, and you will only make yourself look stupid.
From beginning to end, everyone was silent, watching Wang Xu leave step by step.
After Wang Xu left, the Wudang disciples started talking one after another. Some people discussed what sect he came from, and some people discussed what kind of martial arts he used.
As for Song Qingshu, except for a few senior brothers who were good friends with him, most people chose to ignore him, because looking at his stupid look, it was clear that anything he said at this time would be like adding salt to the wound.
"Who is this guy from? He looks young, but he is so powerful!" Zhang Wuji was no less moved than Song Qingshu. He was unable to learn martial arts because of the cold poison in his body, so he had a deeper desire for martial arts.
After taking a look at Song Qingshu, who was in despair, Zhang Wuji chased after Wang Xu's disappearance.
"Wudang Mountain is sunny and sunny, and the top of the mountain is hidden among the clouds and mist. Just standing here and looking down, you have the illusion that the mountains and rivers are in your arms. It is worthy of being the first of the four famous mountains of Taoism. One of the two caves of paradise."
Giving Song Qingshu a lesson was just a casual thing for Wang Xu, and it did not affect his mood of browsing Wudang Mountain at all.
"You are here, I have been looking for you for a while." When Wang Xu was visiting Wudang Mountain, Zhang Wuji ran up from behind.
Seeing Zhang Wuji, Wang Xu had a noncommittal expression.
He is not an orthodox infinite flow time traveler. In his eyes, the protagonist is no different from ordinary people. He has no intention of chopping off chicken heads and burning yellow paper with Zhang Wuji because he is the protagonist, wishing to become friends with him.
Sensing Wang Xu's cold expression, Zhang Wuji did not change the smile on his face, but still said eagerly: "Wudang Mountain is very big. If you want to visit, why don't you help me lead the way? My name is Zhang Wuji, and my father is the Wudang Five Heroes.
Zhang Cuishan, I grew up on Wudang Mountain, and I know all the fun places."
"Zhang Wuji, I know you." Wang Xu nodded slightly. Although he had no intention of sworn sworn relationship with Zhang Wuji, he would not reach out to hit the smiling man.
"Do you know me?" Zhang Wuji looked very happy, scratched his head and said with a smile: "You must have heard of my father, he is quite famous in the world, and he is still popular today."
The dragon-slaying knife is in Xie Xun's hands. Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu are the only people who know where Xie Xun lives in seclusion.
Seven years ago, five sects gathered in Wudang Mountain to force Zhang Cuishan and his wife to reveal Xie Xun's whereabouts.
In order to avoid betraying their friends and to prevent Wudang Mountain from competing with the five major sects, Zhang Cuishan and his wife committed suicide and did not reveal Xie Xun's whereabouts until their death.
To this day, whenever the Dragon Saber or Xie Xun are mentioned, Zhang Cuishan and his wife will definitely be mentioned.
Regardless of love or hate, there are only a few people in thousands of years who are willing to commit suicide for their friends.
Even though Jianghu is a place that is easily forgotten, when talking about Zhang Cuishan and his wife, one has to express admiration.
After all, people who walk in the world, whether they are villains or gentlemen, must always appear to be very loyal. Over time, Zhang Cuishan's reputation as a loyal gentleman spread. Not only did it not diminish with his death, but it also increased with the Dragon Saber.
Under the temptation, there is an intensifying trend.
"Although my father is dead, he lived a vigorous life. Compared with him, I am a failure as a human being. Forget it, I won't mention this anymore, but you have been more careful recently. Song Qingshu is the first disciple of the three generations of Wudang. You have fallen behind.
His face is the face of three generations of Wudang disciples, and someone may want to cause trouble for you." Zhang Wuji took advantage of Wang Xu's topic and changed his voice to talk about Wang Xu again.
Wang Xu raised his head slightly, with a calm expression on his face, and said, "Song Qingshu has been defeated, and there are three generations of disciples who dare to cause trouble for me?"
Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, as if he heard a funny question, and said with a smile: "Are you kidding? Song Qingshu is called the number one disciple of the three generations. This is because he is the son of Uncle Song and the face of the three generations of Wudang disciples. When it comes to martial arts.
, Song Qingshu cannot be among the top ten among the three generations of disciples. If the three generations of Wudang disciples are all like him, how can they prosper Wudang Mountain? Isn't that a joke?"