Upon hearing what Wang Yang said, Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback.
"Learned it on the spot?"
In their earlier exchange, both he and Wang Yang used Tai Chi.
When Wang Yang makes a move, whether it's a fist technique, a single whip, or a raised hand stance, white crane spreads its wings, or a knee-hugging step...
They all grasped the subtle and profound meaning of Tai Chi Chuan.
Those punches and moves were executed by him with effortless grace and elegance.
Zhang Sanfeng asked himself, based on his martial arts talent and comprehension in his youth.
It is absolutely impossible to master and apply a set of skills to such a degree in such a short period of time.
Not to mention, Wang Yang was still without any guidance.
I only saw him use Tai Chi when he was sparring with Zhou Botong, and that's how he did it.
The more Zhang Sanfeng thought about it, the more shocked he became.
Although I'm reluctant to believe that Wang Yang learned it on the spot.
But it seems that only this explanation can make sense.
"Could it be...could it be that he is a martial arts prodigy, one in a century?"
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Zhang Sanfeng's mind.
Upon thinking of this, he quickly looked at Wang Yang and said with a smile:
"Young friend, how about we spar a bit?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yang smiled calmly and replied:
"Since Master Zhang is so interested, I will gladly oblige!"
Seeing that Wang Yang had agreed, Zhang Sanfeng did not delay. With a flick of his finger, a long sword was drawn from the scabbard of the Wudang disciple and into his hand!
"Young master! Take this sword!"
Upon seeing this, Zhao Min immediately called out and prepared to throw the Heaven-Slaying Sword in her hand to Wang Yang.
Little did they know, the moment the Heaven-Slaying Sword was drawn, Wang Yang flicked his hand and knocked it back into its sheath.
"Um?"
Upon seeing this, Zhao Min and the others were all surprised, not understanding what Wang Yang meant.
At this moment, Wang Yang smiled slightly and explained:
"My sword duel with Master Zhang should be fair, so how could I possibly claim the sharpness of the Heaven-Slaying Sword?"
Upon hearing Wang Yang's words, Zhao Min and the others finally understood.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Wang Yang with much more admiration in his eyes.
Then, Wang Yang also pointed with his fingers.
There was a clanging sound.
Then, the sword of a Wudang disciple who was watching was drawn and landed in Wang Yang's hand.
Taking the sword, Wang Yang looked at Zhang Sanfeng and said with a smile:
"Master Zhang, please!"
Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly and replied:
"Please go first, young friend!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yang did not hesitate and immediately drew his sword to attack Zhang Sanfeng.
The sword techniques he used were none other than Tai Chi swordplay!
Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed drastically upon seeing this.
He had initially found it hard to believe when Song Yuanqiao and others told him that Wang Yang also knew Tai Chi swordsmanship.
Having witnessed it firsthand, there is no longer any doubt.
Before Zhang Sanfeng could think any further, Wang Yangren had already drawn his sword and attacked Zhang Sanfeng.
The sword pierced through, flashing with a bluish light and making a hissing sound.
The sheer power of their internal energy was so great that even Zhang Sanfeng was awestruck.
Without time to think about anything else, Zhang Sanfeng quickly drew his sword and began to use the Tai Chi sword technique as well.
As soon as the two swords clashed, Zhang Sanfeng felt a terrifying internal force emanating from the longsword in his hand.
Under the shock of this internal force, the longsword he was holding suddenly sank.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng was greatly shaken, and he found Wang Yang even more unfathomable.
Next, the two clashed sword to sword, both employing Tai Chi sword techniques.
The two swords clashed, vibrating uncontrollably and emitting a buzzing sound that lingered for a long time.
Besides, the sword moves of Wang Yang and Zhang Sanfeng both seemed slow.
But both of them actually reached the point where, when drawing their swords, they contained their inner energy and outer form, combining movement and stillness, and their spirit and energy were intertwined!
This also makes their sword moves look like flowing clouds and water, continuous and uninterrupted.
The Wudang disciples watching were all dumbfounded.
It is obvious that Wang Yang's skill in Tai Chi sword is in no way inferior to Zhang Sanfeng's.
"He really does know Tai Chi sword!"
"And judging from his appearance, he is actually on par with the patriarch."
"How is that possible?"
"How old is Alliance Leader Wang? How can he have such a high level of skill in Tai Chi swordsmanship?"
"The key question is, he's not a disciple of Wudang, so how does he know Tai Chi swordsmanship?"
"He just demonstrated Tai Chi, saying he learned it on the spot. Is that believable?"
"Could this Alliance Leader Wang be a martial arts prodigy?"
"..."
For a moment, the Wudang people were discussing it excitedly, their faces full of disbelief.
"Giggle!"
When Song Qingshu saw Wang Yang and Zhang Sanfeng exchanging sword blows, he was filled with rage.
In terms of age, he is about the same age as Wang Yang.
However, in terms of strength, he was far inferior to Wang Yang.
Wang Yang was able to spar with Zhang Sanfeng without being at a disadvantage.
If it were him, he probably wouldn't last three moves against Zhang Sanfeng before he was defeated!
How did he do that?
"Could it really be that he learned it all on the spot, as he said?"
"That's impossible! You can learn it just by looking at it, let alone master the essence of it?"
The more Song Qingshu thought about it, the more unbelievable it became, and he felt incredibly envious, jealous, and resentful of Wang Yang.
On the other side, Zhao Min and the other beauties, seeing that Wang Yang and Zhang Sanfeng were evenly matched, were filled with admiration.
"Young master is amazing!"
“Even a top martial arts master like Master Zhang, you can fight him to a standstill.”
"This is without the young master using any other special skills."
"How old is the young master? If he were as old as Master Zhang, his martial arts cultivation would surely be at its peak!"
"..."
The beauties were all amazed, and the more they talked about it, the more they admired Wang Yang.
Upon seeing this, Zhou Botong couldn't help but sigh:
"As expected of Alliance Leader Wang!"
"Among all of us, he's probably the only one who can rival Master Zhang!"
Yang Xiao and the others standing nearby all nodded in agreement with what Zhou Botong said.
They all knew Zhou Botong's strength.
Previously, on Blackwood Cliff of the Sun Moon Sect, they had all sparred with Zhou Botong, and in the end, they were all defeated by him.
Just now, Zhou Botong took the initiative to step forward and had a match with Zhang Sanfeng.
Whether in fistfights or swordsmanship, Zhou Botong ultimately lost by a slight margin.
However, Wang Yang is currently able to fight Zhang Sanfeng to a standstill, which demonstrates his strength.
Just as everyone was in shock.
Wang Yang and Zhang Sanfeng exchanged more than ten moves.
Just as Wang Yang was about to make another move, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly stopped.
"Um?"
Seeing this, Wang Yang was slightly surprised and quickly stopped his attack, looking at Zhang Sanfeng with confusion:
"Master Zhang, what do you mean by this?"
Upon hearing Wang Yangyan's question, Zhang Sanfeng smiled calmly and replied:
"Young friend, if we continue this contest, we won't be able to determine a winner. Wouldn't it be better to stop here when we've reached a point of mutual respect?"
After Zhang Sanfeng explained it to him, Wang Yangming understood.
He noticed it during their exchange.
Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts cultivation is unfathomable. Although he has not yet broken through to the level of a terrestrial immortal, he is probably only one step away from it.
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