Besides, Yue Buqun also noticed that Zhou Botong seemed carefree and like an old child.
However, the aura that inadvertently emanates from his body is extremely frightening.
After thinking for a moment, Yue Buqun smiled slightly and said:
"Since we have just arrived in Fuzhou, it is best not to start a war within the city."
"If you gentlemen are willing to sit down and discuss matters over drinks, I, Yue, would be happy to oblige. I wonder what the old gentleman thinks?"
Seeing that Yue Buqun had actually refused him, Zhou Botong put his hands on his hips, pouted, and snorted coldly:
"snort!"
"Who wants to drink with you?"
"Quickly! Show me what you've got!"
"I haven't been in a fight for a long time, and my hands are itching to get into one."
As they spoke, Zhou Botong kept urging Yue Buqun to make a move.
Unfortunately, Yue Buqun remained unmoved and showed no intention of making a move.
Seeing this, Zhou Botong was displeased and said:
"What? Does that mean your Huashan Sect's swordsmanship is all talk and no action?"
Seeing Zhou Botong provoking him, Yue Buqun smiled calmly, not caring at all.
Judging from his posture, he was unwilling to spar with Zhou Botong no matter what.
"snort!"
Just then, a snort suddenly came from among the disciples of the Huashan Sect.
Immediately afterwards, a man strode out with his head held high.
The man had a long face, sharp eyebrows, and thin lips, and looked honest and reliable.
Who else could it be but Linghu Chong?
Seeing Linghu Chong step forward at this moment, Yue Buqun did not stop him.
Thinking to himself, he decided to have Linghu Chong test Zhou Botong's abilities.
Ning Zhongze, who was standing nearby, saw this and said with a worried expression, "Chong'er!"
Linghu Chong gave Ning Zhongze a wink, then turned his gaze to Zhou Botong.
"Hmm?"
Zhou Botong noticed this and couldn't help but take a few more glances at Linghu Chong.
At this moment, Linghu Chong spoke up: "Old man, didn't you want to have a sword fight? How about I fight you instead?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Botong shook his head without hesitation and replied:
"No, no, let's not compete!"
"You're too weak; you're no match for me at all."
"If I were to compete with you, wouldn't that tarnish the reputation of this old rascal? Even if I won, I would lose face."
Upon hearing Zhou Botong's words, Linghu Chong's face darkened, and anger flared within him.
As the chief disciple of the Huashan Sect, he was confident that he had some skill in swordsmanship.
But Zhou Botong actually looked down on him like that!
Just as Linghu Chong was about to say something, Zhou Botong turned his gaze and looked straight at Yang Guo.
"Brother Yang, why don't you challenge him to a duel!"
Upon hearing what Zhou Botong said, Yang Guo nodded and confidently stepped forward.
He stepped forward, cupped his hands in a fist salute to Linghu Chong, and said:
Please enlighten me!
Linghu Chong glanced at Yang Guo and looked him over.
Meanwhile, a number of martial arts figures had already gathered around to watch.
"call!"
After a slight pause, Linghu Chong took a deep breath before speaking:
"Aren't you going to use a weapon?"
Before Yang Guo could reply, Fan Yao suddenly swung his sword, which flew towards Yang Guo.
"Brother Yang, may I borrow your sword?"
Thank you!
Yang Guo reached out and caught the sword that Fan Yao had thrown at him with perfect precision.
Then, he looked at Linghu Chong and said with a smile, "Please!"
Seeing this, Linghu Chong said nothing more and suddenly drew his long sword.
"Clang!"
The sword moves with the grace of a dragon or snake, light and agile, like two swallows dancing among the willows in spring, moving high and low, left and right, exquisitely skillful!
It was none other than the Huashan Sword Technique!
Seeing this, Yang Guo remained unmoved and directly drew his sword to meet the attack.
Before long, the two were locked in combat.
Swords clashed, producing a clang and sparks!
Although Linghu Chong's swordsmanship was very agile, Yang Guo's sword moves were not bad either, with subtle variations and a profound and ancient style.
In addition, at this time, Linghu Chong had not yet learned the Dugu Nine Swords, and he spent his days drinking and having fun, which caused him to fall behind in his martial arts skills.
After fighting Yang Guo for a short while, Linghu Chong found himself at a disadvantage.
How can he be so strong?
"The sword techniques are quite strange. What school or sect does it belong to?"
Linghu Chong gasped in surprise.
He had originally planned to make a good impression on the people of Mount Hua, but unexpectedly, he was completely suppressed by Yang Guo.
In the brief moment that Linghu Chong was distracted, Yang Guo seized the opportunity and swung his sword straight down.
"ah?"
By the time Linghu Chong realized what was happening, it was already too late. In a panic, he raised his sword to meet the attack.
"Bang!"
A deafening roar resounded throughout.
Linghu Chong was sent flying by Yang Guo's sword!
After falling to the ground, he couldn't hold it in and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Senior Brother!"
Upon seeing this, a young girl exclaimed in surprise.
The girl had a graceful figure and a pretty face.
Who else could it be but Yue Lingshan?
Seeing Linghu Chong being sent flying by Yang Guo's sword, Yue Lingshan rushed out and helped him up from the ground.
"Um?"
Yue Buqun noticed this, frowned slightly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
The next moment, his expression changed, and he said with a smile:
"What a young hero!"
"Young man's swordsmanship is truly eye-opening, I admire it!"
Yang Guo felt a little embarrassed by Yue Buqun's politeness.
After a slight pause, he quickly cupped his hands in a fist and said, "I admit it!"
At this moment, Yue Lingshan, who was supporting Linghu Chong, glared angrily at Yang Guo.
"You dare to injure my senior brother! I'll test my skills against you!"
After giving a soft shout, Yue Lingshan was about to step forward and compete with Yang Guo.
"Shan'er!"
Ning Zhongze saw this and quickly shouted to stop him.
She could naturally see that Yang Guo was quite strong, and even Linghu Chong was no match for him.
Yue Lingshan went to the competition in a fit of anger, wasn't she just asking for humiliation?
Seeing Ning Zhongze blocking her way, Yue Lingshan pouted and said indignantly:
"Mother! He injured our eldest brother!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Zhongze smiled awkwardly and replied:
"In this friendly sparring match, swords and spears have no eyes; getting injured is inevitable!"
"Now that this young brother has defeated your senior brother, this competition is considered over."
"Being competitive and aggressive is never a good thing!"
Yue Lingshan wouldn't listen to Ning Zhongze's earnest advice at all.
"But……"
She was thinking of saying something more.
But before she could speak, Yue Buqun suddenly turned his head, looked at her coldly, and rebuked her:
"Shan'er, if you continue to act recklessly, I'll send you back to Mount Hua!!"
Upon hearing this, Yue Lingshan was stunned. She was furious, but dared not speak out.
Then, Yue Buqun ignored Yue Lingshan and looked at Zhou Botong and the others, smiling as he said:
"Gentlemen, the competition is over, let's take our leave now!"
Without waiting for Zhou Botong and the others to respond, Yue Buqun hurriedly led the group of Huashan people away.
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