Wu Yazi was shocked.
"Not the old monster?"
He originally thought Wang Yang was some kind of elder who had cultivated the Everlasting Spring Technique, which was why he was so youthful-looking.
But to everyone's surprise, it wasn't.
"How is that possible?"
"Then how do you possess such profound skill?"
Wu Yazi asked in surprise, his face, hidden beneath his disheveled hair, filled with disbelief.
Wang Yang responded calmly:
"Senior, just because you can't imagine it doesn't mean others can't do it."
After hearing Wang Yang's words, Wu Yazi was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.
"yes!"
"Talented people emerge in every generation, and each new generation surpasses the old."
"I have been trapped here for thirty years. The world outside must have changed by now."
After saying that, the messy hair that had been covering Wuyazi's forehead was suddenly ruffled by the wind, revealing an old face.
Upon seeing this, Wang Yang's expression remained largely unchanged, with a subtle, enigmatic smile playing on his lips.
After a moment of silence, Wu Yazi spoke:
“Young friend, you have broken my ingenious chess game.”
"Aren't you really considering inheriting the mantle of my Free and Unfettered Sect?"
Upon hearing Wu Yazi's words, Wang Yang smiled calmly and said:
"Senior, I am already the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance."
Upon hearing this, Wu Yazi understood Wang Yang's meaning, sighed helplessly, and lamented:
"well!"
"What a pity!"
"With all my martial arts skills, I will never find a successor before I die."
"It's just that the person who harmed me is still alive. Heaven has been so unfair to me!"
Wu Yazi sighed deeply.
He was quite pleased with Wang Yang when he first saw him.
After all, he is someone who values appearance very much.
Wang Yang was tall and handsome, and he even broke his intricate chess puzzle.
This is the perfect successor in his mind.
However, what Wuyazi could never have predicted was...
Wang Yang's strength was actually no less than his.
He's also someone who cares about his image.
Although he was nearing the end of his life, he couldn't bring himself to accept Wang Yang as his disciple.
The more Wu Yazi thought about it, the more depressed he became.
In particular, the thought that Ding Chunqiu, the villain who caused him to become like this, is still at large.
The hatred in his heart was endless.
After hearing what Wu Yazi said, Wang Yang smiled calmly and said:
"The traitor Ding Chunqiu who harmed you was killed by me on the spot outside just now."
"Speaking of which, you have avenged your great enemy and should have no more worries."
As soon as Wang Yang uttered these words, Wu Yazi was stunned, staring at Wang Yang with disbelief.
"What...what did you say?"
"You've already killed that scoundrel Ding Chunqiu?"
Wu Yazi asked in surprise.
Wang Yang nodded and hummed in agreement:
“That’s right. If you don’t believe me, you can ask your disciple Su Xinghe.”
Wu Yazi did not summon Su Xinghe.
I have already witnessed Wang Yang's skill.
With his strength, killing Ding Chunqiu would be a piece of cake.
Moreover, he and Wang Yang had never met before, so Wang Yang wouldn't have gone so far as to deceive him.
"Hahaha!"
After thinking for a moment, Wu Yazi couldn't help but burst into laughter:
"Very good!"
"Thank God, that villain is finally dead."
"Evil will be punished!"
As he laughed, Wu Yazi's gaze sharpened, and he looked directly at Wang Yang.
Receiving Wu Yazi's gaze, Wang Yang didn't respond and waited quietly.
In his view, helping Wuyazi kill Ding Chunqiu was a way of avenging him.
Given that Wu Yazi was nearing the end of his life, it was understandable that he would pass on his skills to him.
However, what Wang Yang did not expect was...
After a long silence, Wu Yazi spoke:
“Young friend, your strength is still above mine. I just can’t bring myself to ask you to be my disciple.”
"How about this, as long as you agree to be the leader of my Free and Unfettered Sect."
"How about I pass on all my skills to you before I die?"
Seeing that Wuyazi was still so insistent, Wang Yang frowned slightly.
Just as he was lost in thought, Wu Yazi continued:
"My time is running out, young friend, you should make a decision quickly!"
"It's just to make you the leader of the Free and Unfettered Sect."
Upon hearing what Wu Yazi said, a resolute glint flashed in Wang Yang's eyes, and he immediately responded:
"In that case, alright!"
When Wu Yazi saw that Wang Yang had agreed, he was overjoyed.
Although he could not accept Wang Yang as his disciple, he thought that with such a talented person as Wang Yang, the Xiaoyao Sect's legacy would surely regain its glory in the future.
"Young friend, I will now pass on my skills to you."
Without further ado, Wu Yazi began to transfer his skills to Wang Yang.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a tremendous suction force emanated from his body.
In no time, the suction force acted on Wang Yang.
Wang Yang did not resist, letting the suction force pull him up.
Before long, Wang Yangren was seen floating in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Yazi stretched out his figure and hung upside down directly above Wang Yang's head.
The tops of their heads touched.
"Boom boom..."
Subsequently, streams of pure internal energy continuously flowed from Wu Yazi's body into Wang Yang's body.
Before long, Wu Yazi's seventy years of internal energy were completely passed on to Wang Yang.
His figure floated slowly, and finally sat cross-legged on the stone bed in the room.
At this time, Wu Yazi's white hair had turned completely black.
That face was as beautiful as jade, without a single wrinkle.
Compared to before, he is completely different.
He appeared to be radiant and elegant.
"Um?"
Wang Yang was slightly surprised when he saw this.
Unexpectedly, Wu Yazi became younger after dispersing his power.
Before he could think any further, Wu Yazi slowly raised his head and looked at him:
"Young friend, this is the token of the leader of my Xiaoyao Sect. From now on, it is entrusted to you."
As they were talking, Wu Yazi presented a thumb ring.
Seeing this, Wang Yang remained calm, stood up, and took the ring from Wu Yazi's hand.
Seeing this, Wu Yazi smiled with satisfaction and looked directly at Wang Yang, saying:
"From now on... I'll leave the Xiaoyao Sect in your care, young friend."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yazi's expression froze.
Immediately afterwards, his face aged rapidly.
Her hair, which had already turned black, turned completely white in an instant.
Upon closer inspection, Wu Yazi was already dead.
Seeing this, Wang Yang sighed helplessly.
I now understand that Wuyazi's return to youth was merely a fleeting moment, a brief moment of glory!
"Whoosh!"
After taking a deep breath, Wang Yang calmed himself down.
"I have received the power passed down by Wu Yazi for decades, so why haven't I broken through to the realm of a terrestrial immortal?"
"This skill has been accumulated over several hundred years, hasn't it?"
Wang Yang muttered to himself, his brows furrowed with doubt.
Since breaking through to the half-step terrestrial immortal realm, he has accumulated hundreds of years of cultivation.
Even so, they still couldn't break through.
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