Although Tang Xiaobao knew something about Wudang's martial arts, he was not particularly proficient in it. Today he had the opportunity to fight against the elites of Wudang, and he wanted to take the opportunity to learn.
"Are you sure you don't want to use a gun?" Yun Feiyang was still worried.
Tang Xiaobao took out his gun again.
Yun Feiyang's expression changed again.
A group of martial artists were so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood.
What on earth is this for?
Can we still discuss martial arts together?
Can we still have fun together?
Haven't you already put it away?
Tang Xiaobao exerted force with his hand, twisting the pistol into a twist, then swung his hand and a piece of iron flew out of the square and fell straight down the mountain.
"Okay, now you can rest assured. You can come here with confidence." Tang Xiaobao waved his hand and said with a smile.
Yun Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief, secretly cursing Tang Xiaobao for being an idiot, and then said, "If you don't use weapons, then I'll fight you with my bare hands."
"No, just use weapons, otherwise you will regret it later. Seriously, I really don't mind you using weapons." Tang Xiaobao said seriously.
"Watch this!"
Yun Feiyang rushed towards Tang Xiaobao.
Since he wanted to try out the Wudang martial arts, Tang Xiaobao was not in a hurry to defeat Yun Feiyang. With the teleportation skill, Tang Xiaobao was completely invincible. In his opinion, Yun Feiyang had flaws all over his body. It was too easy to defeat him. It was just a piece of cake.
After fighting with Yun Feiyang for dozens of moves, Yun Feiyang had no way to deal with Tang Xiaobao and was exhausted and sweating profusely.
Tang Xiaobao felt a little depressed while fighting.
He didn't want to defeat the opponent so quickly, otherwise there would be no fun later. However, the gap between them was too big, and it would be more difficult for him to avoid hurting the opponent than to hurt the opponent.
My hands are tied!
Everyone present was a martial arts master, and naturally some of them noticed that Tang Xiaobao had been trying to give in. Many people frowned, especially Taoist Master Xuanyun, who bit his lip, not knowing what he was thinking.
Yun Feiyang attacked for dozens of times without success, and then jumped back.
Tang Xiaobao didn't chase after him. He was completely sweatless and said with a smile, "I told you to use your weapons. Don't try to show off to me. You are no match for me. Come on, let me see the swordsmanship of the Wudang Sect."
Yun Feiyang was a little depressed and felt very aggrieved.
He wants to use a sword.
But he was too embarrassed to use the sword.
He was the one who said he didn't need a sword.
He didn't think Tang Xiaobao was that powerful. He almost beat Tang Xiaobao many times, but he was just a little bit short.
This feeling made him feel particularly uncomfortable.
He regretted being too arrogant just now. If he had used a sword, he believed he would have dealt with Tang Xiaobao long ago.
But now...
"Hey, what's the matter? Are you still embarrassed? Forget shame. Defeating me is the most important thing. Listen to my advice. Come on, draw your swords. Don't be shy!"
Tang Xiaobao waved his hand and advised.
Yun Feiyang gritted his teeth and his face turned red.
Taoist Xuanyun's expression was also very unhappy. He said, "Feiyang, since Donor Tang has such a strong request and wants to see our Wudang swordsmanship, then you should spar with him. Try not to hurt anyone."
The latter sentence is basically bullshit.
It's so fake.
Yun Feiyang was waiting for this sentence, so he drew his sword without saying a word.
clang!
With the diamond sword in his hand, Yun Feiyang was full of confidence and rushed directly towards Tang Xiaobao. Every move he made was a killing move, and every move was intended to be fatal.
He wants to kill Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao used the teleportation skill to dodge several attacks in a row, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
You want to open a dyeing room just because I give you three colors?
Okay, I'll give you a little more time.
Dozens of moves continued.
As the chief disciple of the younger generation of Wudang Sect, Yun Feiyang's martial arts skills are top-notch. In the martial arts world, he is a true first-class master, much more powerful than Wang Mao.
His swordsmanship was tricky and vicious, and his moves were often sudden. If it were someone else, they would have been injured by his sword long ago.
The people from other sects present all had solemn expressions on their faces.
As per convention, the younger generations will still have to compete in this year's martial arts conference. It seems that Yun Feiyang will still be the first place.
This really earned enough face for the Wudang Clan.
No one wants to see their opponent become stronger.
However, many people were also shocked by Tang Xiaobao's martial arts.
Tang Xiaobao's moves are very diverse and come to him effortlessly. He just does it whenever he feels like it and can casually perform a few moves without being at a disadvantage at all.
Now no one dares to underestimate Tang Xiaobao. He is indeed much more powerful than Wang Mao.
It seemed understandable that Wang Mao fell into his hands.
Yun Feiyang tried all the sword techniques of the Wudang Sect, but still failed to defeat Tang Xiaobao.
Many times, Tang Xiaobao was about to be hurt, but he always managed to escape at the last moment.
This feeling of being on the verge of winning but never being able to win is too frustrating for Yun Feiyang.
He was holding a sword, but Tang Xiaobao was unarmed.
It seemed that he had the upper hand. He was the one attacking while Tang Xiaobao was dodging. But to be honest, Tang Xiaobao had the upper hand.
Tang Xiaobao finally got a little fed up.
He had been watching for so long, but he didn't feel that the Wudang Sect had any secret skills, and their martial arts were just so-so. This made him a little disappointed, and he didn't want to continue to entangle with Yun Feiyang.
"It turns out that the Wudang martial arts are just so-so. I don't want to play with you anymore. Let's change someone else!" Tang Xiaobao sneered.
Yun Feiyang was already out of breath at this time, his face flushed with anger. Without saying any nonsense to Tang Xiaobao, he slashed at Tang Xiaobao with three consecutive swords.
Tang Xiaobao dodged and suddenly stretched out two fingers to clamp the opponent's sword.
Yun Feiyang snorted coldly, flipped the sword, changed from a chop to a stab, and stabbed towards Tang Xiaobao's throat.
Just as the tip of the sword was about to pierce Tang Xiaobao, it could no longer move forward when it was still a few inches away from Tang Xiaobao's throat.
Yun Feiyang's face changed and he drew his sword.
The tattoo doesn't move.
Tang Xiaobao was holding the sword between two fingers and smiling at him.
His fingers were like a huge magnet, tightly clamping the sword. No matter how hard Yun Feiyang tried, he couldn't move it.
"So weak, so weak!"
Tang Xiaobao laughed sarcastically and said, "Come on, let me show you the legendary finger-snapping magic!"
bite!
Tang Xiaobao flicked his fingers.
Yun Feiyang only felt the sword become lighter. He was still pulling it hard when he suddenly lost weight. His body took several steps back and fell to the ground.
His palm felt numb, his knuckles ached, and were cracked, blood gushing out. The sword in Yun Feiyang's hand fell to the ground with a clang, broken into two pieces.
Tang Xiaobao waved his hand, and the other half of the sword tip flew straight to the plaque above the Zhenwu Hall, piercing deeply into the word "Zhen", several inches deep.
The next moment, Tang Xiaobao walked towards Yun Feiyang.
"Now, it's your turn to pay back your debt!"
After saying that, Tang Xiaobao raised his hand!
"presumptuous!"
Some people quit.
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