Chongyang Mountain has beautiful scenery, with exquisite attics standing in the forest. The back mountain has steep cliffs and deep forests. As the martial arts conference approaches, the mountain is gradually becoming lively, and people can often be seen walking through the mountains.
Xihe and Fang Qinglin went out for a walk and saw many familiar faces, all of whom were from the six major sects and famous figures in the martial arts world.
She once saw Master Jing'an and Master Zong Tian surrounded by a group of martial artists, entering the main courtyard of the villa in a mighty procession.
Finally, after the six major sects and the famous knights of the Jianghu had gathered, the martial arts conference officially began. The owner of Chongyang Villa said the opening speech with a smile, and then invited the people from the major sects to speak. However, before he could finish, Master Jing'an interrupted him impatiently: "Too much nonsense! Where are the people from the Demon Sect? Get out here!"
A pair of sharp eyes scanned the entire scene, and the Yuehua Sword in his hand was ready to move.
Xihe: ...She is worthy of being the notorious Nun Jing'an.
Naturally, some people couldn't stand her arrogance and domineering behavior. Someone jumped onto the fighting stage and said, "Old thief, a year ago you indiscriminately killed my entire family. Today, I will enforce justice on the behalf of heaven and chop off your head!"
Nun Jing'an took a look. He was wearing a green monk's robe and had a shiny head. "I was wondering who it was. It turned out to be from Honggu Temple. I killed the villain who raped women and oppressed the people. What does this have to do with you? Could it be your son?"
"If that's the case, your Honggu Temple isn't that clean either, so why not just kill him and be done with it?"
The monk was furious and struck down with his Mountain-Splitting Palm: "You thief, you're going too far!"
The people in the audience couldn't help but widen their eyes and stretch their necks.
Nun Jing'an sneered, waited for someone to approach, drew out the Yuehua Sword, and slashed forward—
puff.
The monk looked down at his chest and fell to the ground.
The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but gasp. The man was killed with just one move.
Nun Jing'an's sword dripped with blood as she looked around: "Who else is coming up? Are you scared too, you cowards of the Demon Cult?"
The vast venue was silent. Seeing this, the owner of Chongyang Villa had to stand up and say, "Master, I think everyone is impressed by your heroic demeanor. I dare not..."
"Hahahaha, how can a martial arts conference be without me!"
Xihe's heart tightened and he thought, here it comes.
The next second, a strong wind blew, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and people were blown to and fro by the wind, squinting their eyes.
A gray figure flew over quickly and stood on the arena in the blink of an eye. He opened his arms and laughed heartily: "Today, I will sweep across the martial arts world and let you see what peerless martial arts are."
Before anyone could be surprised, he raised his hand and the stone pillars beside the arena shattered with a bang.
The elders of the major sects stood up subconsciously, with an expression of disbelief on their faces. A three-foot-wide stone pillar was shattered just like that?
However, with the sound of "bang bang bang", the remaining stone pillars also broke apart and collapsed. The gray-robed old man looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Whoever wants to come up and fight with me, as long as they beat me, I will offer this technique to you with both hands!"
He had a rough voice, his gray clothes were dirty, and his face was covered with thick hair, making him look like a savage.
However, his martial arts skills were so powerful, comparable to the leaders of the six major sects. Everyone's eyes suddenly became hot. If they could get...
"Where did you come from, beggar? How dare you show off your skills in front of Benny! Get out of here!"
Nun Jing'an hit him angrily.
Zong Nan, who had been frowning and staring at the gray-robed old man in the stands, suddenly changed his expression: "Master, no!"
The old man in gray noticed the attack from the side, and quickly dodged, his figure disappeared from the spot. He turned behind Master Jing'an and slapped forward.
When Master Jing'an discovered that her attack had missed, she knew that this person was behind her, and she instantly swung the Yuehua Sword backwards!
In a blink of an eye, the two men had exchanged more than ten moves.
The people in the audience were dazzled, but the heads of the other five major sects looked serious.
This man's martial arts skills were obviously better than the nun's. The nun was already panting, but his breath was very steady, and his internal strength must be strong.
But why is this person so powerful, but there is no news about him in the world?
Could it be someone from the Demonic Cult?
No, this person's moves and aura are all very clean.
At this moment, the man in gray on the field took a few steps back, then he exerted his internal strength, and the strong wind made his hair fly and his clothes flutter.
Several of the major sect leaders secretly thought "not good", and even Xihe stood up suddenly. However, Master Jing'an on the field was not afraid. Her eyes were full of strong fighting spirit, and she grasped the Yuehua Sword tightly, ready to fight.
The man in gray grinned and slammed his palm forward.
boom!
A powerful airflow spread out.
Those who were close to them were shocked to the point of vomiting blood and flew backwards screaming.
Xihe was held in Fang Qinglin's arms, waiting for the wave to pass. She looked up and saw the sage-like Zong Nanfan standing in front of Master Jing'an, fending off the gray-clothed man's attack.
Everyone was extremely shocked. After a while, they burst into thunderous cheers: "Grand Master Zong, Grand Master Zong!"
The gray-clothed man looked at Zong Nanfan in surprise, then smiled and said, "As expected of the founder of the Taichu Sect, he is truly formidable."
Zong Nanfan put down his hand and bowed politely: "I wonder if you are..."
The gray-robed man stood with his hands behind his back, his head held high and his chest puffed out. "I shall remain true to my name and surname. I am Lou Zhiquan of the Yueyang Sect!"
"What? Someone from the Yueyang Sect?"
"Lou Zhiquan? Isn't he just an ordinary elder of the Yueyang Sect? How come he is so powerful?"
"Hey, brother, is this really your elder?"
The people of Yueyang Sect were also confused. There was indeed an Elder Lou in their sect, but he was not good-looking and was not that powerful at all.
But since the expert said that he was from their sect, he must be their elder. He was immediately overjoyed and nodded to everyone: "Yes, yes, it's our Elder Lou! Elder Lou is usually very approachable..."
On the stage, Lou Zhiquan took out a small notebook from his pocket and handed it to Zong Nanfan: "Since you have defeated me, this technique is yours."
Zong Nanfan subconsciously wanted to shake his head, but his eyes caught sight of the large characters "Zhengyang Gongfa" and he couldn't help but take two steps forward. Yes, it was indeed the Zhengyang Gongfa. His expression as he looked at Lou Zhiquan suddenly changed: "Where did you come from..." But then he felt something was wrong and immediately said, "You'd better put it away."
"It's just a normal exchange. There's no need to hand over any heavy objects."
Although the Zhengyang Kung Fu was well-known and even he was very tempted by it, taking away someone else's favorite thing went against his nature.
The people of Yueyang Sect below the stage were heartbroken when they saw that their elder had handed over the skills that could help him advance to the Grandmaster level just because of a few words.
Seeing Zong Nan and Lou Fan's refusal, he immediately ran over and hurriedly stuffed the skills into Lou Zhiquan's arms: "Elder, Grand Master Zong is an upright person. How could he ask for something from someone else for no reason? You still... the Zhengyang skills!!"
He looked down and suddenly screamed.
Everyone else widened their eyes. Zheng, Zhengyang Kung Fu?
(End of this chapter)
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