Xia Qingqing felt that Song Qingshu had pinched her behind her back, and when she realized it, she hurriedly told Feng Qingyang about Yuan Chengzhi sadly.
Seeing that Feng Qingyang was silent, Mu Renqing also said: "Little uncle, Cheng Zhi is the best successor of our Jianzong. I have spent my whole life pinning my hope of revival of Jianzong on him. But he lost his life at the hands of the Invincible East."
Feng Qingyang said suspiciously: "I have also secretly observed the Yuan Chengzhi you are talking about. His martial arts are no longer inferior to the director of the Sun Moon God Sect. Dongfang Bubai killed him so easily?"
"His speed is too fast," Xia Qingqing quickly told Feng Qingyang about the information he received, "According to Master Fangzheng's reappearance that day, Dongfang Bubai's speed has exceeded the limit of human beings. I lost the opportunity at the beginning, so..." Xia Qingqing couldn't continue, covered her small mouth, and stood there sobbing silently.
Many young disciples on the Cliff of Thoughts saw a handsome and flirtatious young woman standing there with pear blossoms in the rain, her long skirt brushing the floor, her belt fluttering in the wind, and a small white flower stuck in her temple, the petals fluttering slightly with the breeze... I couldn't help watching Crazy.
"Brother Song was also at the scene that day. Uncle Grand Master can ask him about the specific situation." Xia Qingqing wiped away her tears and pointed at Song Qingshu.
"That's all for Zuo Lengchan," Feng Qingyang looked at Song Qingshu with doubts on his face, "I heard that you defeated Taoist Chongxu with a single sword at the top of the Jade Emperor?"
"It's just a fluke, kid." Song Qingshu looked a little embarrassed.
"I've seen Chongxu's swordsmanship before," Feng Qingyang stood with his hands behind his back, "It's continuous and has very few flaws. You can be regarded as a first-rate swordsman. You can defeat him with a single sword. Could it be that last time we After the fight, what adventure do you have?"
"It's just that the kid is cheating and taking advantage of it. In a real fight, it will take a hundred tricks to decide the winner." Song Qingshu said frankly.
"A trick?" Feng Qingyang was taken aback, and suddenly realized, "I understand, you must have provoked him to defend with all his strength from the beginning. His Tai Chi sword has a huge flaw, which most people can't see, but his swordsmanship attainments are higher than His people can indeed defeat him with this sword."
"Feng Lao restored the scene of that day with just a few words from the boy. The boy admires it." Song Qingshu looked at him in surprise.
"You don't need to flatter me, I'll settle the account with you later. Tell me about the match between Yuan Chengzhi and Dongfang Bubai that day." Feng Qingyang asked with a frown.
"Dongfang Bubai's speed is extremely fast. There are no more than three people on the top of the Jade Emperor who can clearly see him making shots. Yuan Daxia happens to be one of them. Even so, his speed is still not as fast as Dongfang Bubai. We had to rely on the power of the gods." Bian kept changing his position to avoid Dongfang Bubai's attacks. However, Dongfang Bubai's movement skills are more subtle than his magical movements, and the attacks come from any angle in all directions. In desperation, Yuan Daxia had no choice but to use the golden snake sword technique Protect the whole body, but this is the only move
But it is extremely exhausting. Under Dongfang Bubai's all-round siege, Yuan Daxia's space was compressed smaller and smaller, and finally he was unavoidable..." Song Qingshu talked eloquently, and for the first time the details of the battle that day were restored before everyone's eyes.
Yue Buqun was ashamed when he heard that, except for a red shadow and a golden light, he didn't see anything clearly that day. He didn't expect Song Qingshu to be able to see the battle so clearly at such a young age.
"In the world of martial arts, there is nothing strong that can't be broken, only fast can't be broken." Feng Qingyang muttered to himself, "When you reach a certain level, the flaws in the moves will no longer be flaws. It seems that you can only stop it with silence..."
"Old Feng, it's not me talking about frustration. I have fought against both of you, and the pressure you put on me is far less than the pressure he put on me." Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, but still reminded.
As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the audience was shocked, but Xia Qingqing was okay, she had seen Dongfang Bubai several times, Mu Renqing and Yue Buqun had always been frightened by Dongfang Bubai's ghostly martial arts, seeing that he was not as good as Dongfang Bubai Unscathed after the defeat...
The disciples under Yue Buqun were even more shocked. Lin Pingzhi was glad that he was able to be taught martial arts by such a first-class master in the world, but Yue Lingshan was shocked that the other party was not much older than himself, but he was already able to compete with the number one master of the Demon Cult. After fighting, a pair of big round eyes kept turning, not knowing what they were thinking.
Feng Qingyang's expression was embarrassing: "With your lightness skills, it's really not a big problem to escape from Dongfang Bubai's hands." At the beginning, he had suffered this kind of loss. Losing it was regarded as a great shame by him.
"Mr. Feng, please don't look down on him like this." Song Qingshu felt his face turned pale, and retorted: "I fought against him twice, the first time I lost completely, and the second time I beat him so badly that he vomited blood."
Feng Qingyang looked obviously disbelieving, and sneered: "The last time you fought, although your martial arts were exquisite, they were complex and impure, and there was still a little gap between Yuan Chengzhi and Yuan Chengzhi. How could you hurt Dongfang Bubai?"
Yue Buqun and Mu Renqing nodded, agreeing with Feng Qingyang's judgment.
Xia Qingqing recalled the details of that night, hesitated for a moment, and opened her lips lightly: "I can testify for Brother Song, after he fought Dongfang Bubai last time, he was seriously injured, and there was blood on Dongfang Bubai's lapel, it seems I was also injured a lot... "
Song Qingshu smiled triumphantly: "I've never heard of 'Farewell to a man for three days, you should look at him with admiration'."
Feng Qingyang narrowed his eyes, and said in a calm tone, "Boy, I would like to see how far you have reached in martial arts." As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle internal energy spread out, and everyone in the Huashan School had to rush Step back, leaving the field empty.
Song Qingshu's face froze, and he hesitated to say: "Old man Feng, you have to think carefully. Although I will definitely lose in the end, I'm afraid it won't be so easy for you to win. Before the decisive battle, there was no such thing as Chapter 101: The Forbidden Top of the Night of the Full Moon
It's so easy. "
Feng Qingyang smiled lightly: "We don't need to make a real move in the competition."
Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "The boy is pedantic."
Seeing that he understood his meaning so quickly, Feng Qingyang glanced at him appreciatively, his eyelids drooped, and he stood with his hands behind his back. The wind on the top of the mountain was strong, but it failed to blow his clothes a little.
Song Qingshu's expression straightened, he cupped his fists and said, "Please forgive me for offending you, brat." After speaking, he stepped forward.
Feng Qingyang's eyelids trembled, but Song Qingshu retreated two steps as if facing a formidable enemy.
Song Qingshu didn't feel annoyed when one move failed, he took his left foot and stepped forward slowly. Feng Qingyang's right shoulder sank slightly, and the left half of his body trembled. Song Qingshu took back his left foot with a solemn expression, drew a semicircle on the spot, and slowly raised his right foot...
Yue Lingshan on the side thought that there would be a thrilling battle, but after watching for a long time, the two of them remained in place, and suddenly felt very bored. She came behind her father and asked coquettishly, "Father, why haven't they come out yet?" How about a move?"
"They have already made a move." Yue Buqun explained with a dignified expression. The realm of the two of them is far beyond his own. Fortunately, he is familiar with Huashan swordsmanship, otherwise he would not have seen anything strange.
After a stick of incense, Song Qingshu took a step back and said respectfully: "You lost, I didn't know the heights of heaven and earth before, but today I have seen the true realm of senior, and I am convinced."
Feng Qingyang accepted his salute calmly, turned around and disappeared in place, a cold voice came from a distance: "On behalf of the old man, I will send a message that on the fifteenth day of next month, on the night of the full moon, on the top of the Forbidden City, the old man will definitely visit the Eastern Hierarch. "Chapter 102 On Martial Arts
When coming down from Mount Hua, Xia Qingqing looked at Song Qingshu suspiciously and asked, "How did you compete with Uncle Feng just now? Why can't I see anything?"
"That's why we are called masters," Song Qingshu said stinkingly, seeing the other party's look of wanting to fight, he quickly explained, "I don't tell him the average person, but you asked, I will tell you in easy-to-understand It doesn't hurt to explain in words."
After tidying up his language, Song Qingshu said: "There used to be a super master named Dugu Qiubai. He was defeated all his life by all the masters in the world, and he couldn't get it if he wanted one defeat. His sword technique has a characteristic, that is, every move is offensive. Offensive but not defensive, how do you think he did it?"
"Defeating the world's masters is difficult, but not everyone in the martial arts can do it," Xia Qingqing thought for a moment, and said softly, "However, no matter how good a person's martial arts is, there is always a limit. Not yet?"
"I used to think that legends were exaggerated, but now I've gradually figured out the way." Recalling the few lines left by Dugu Qiubai on the wall of the Sword Tomb in Shendiao Valley, Song Qingshu smiled wryly: Complaining that Dugu Qiubai didn't leave any martial arts secrets, who knows that he has poured the crystallization of martial arts all his life into those few lines, but his level was too low at that time to see it.
"What way?" Seeing that he stopped talking, Xia Qingqing hurriedly asked.
Song Qingshu came back to his senses, grabbed a leaf from the roadside tree, turned around and said, "Stretch out two fingers."
Xia Qingqing didn't know why, so she stretched out her two slender fingers obediently.
Seeing the two green onion-like jade fingers in front of him, Song Qingshu secretly praised, put the leaf between the two fingers, and said: "I may let go at any time, see if you can hold it."
Xia Qingqing quickly stared at the gap between her fingers. After a while, she saw Song Qingshu let go of her hand, and hurriedly pointed to pinch it, but the leaves had already slipped and fell off.
"Come again!" Xia Qingqing said unconvinced.
Song Qingshu smiled: "Okay!"
In the end, after trying three times in a row, Xia Qingqing failed every time by a tiny bit, and couldn't help saying angrily: "Why is this..."
"Real masters are very clear about their attack range. When someone enters your range, you should attack immediately, just like this." Song Qingshu held Xia Qingqing's little hand, and put the leaves between her fingers just now. At the time, Song Qingshu pinched Xia Qingqing's two fingers together, pinching the leaves at once.
Feeling the warmth of the opponent's palm, Xia Qingqing's body trembled, she quickly withdrew her hand calmly, and asked suspiciously: "But you haven't let go yet?"
"Silly girl, when you see clearly that I've made a move before you fight back, you're doomed from the start." Song Qingshu continued, "For a real master, within a certain distance, any large move can On martial arts
When coming down from Mount Hua, Xia Qingqing looked at Song Qingshu suspiciously and asked, "How did you compete with Uncle Feng just now? Why can't I see anything?"
"That's why we are called masters," Song Qingshu said stinkingly, seeing the other party's look of wanting to fight, he quickly explained, "I don't tell him the average person, but you asked, I will tell you in easy-to-understand It doesn't hurt to explain in words."
After tidying up his language, Song Qingshu said: "There used to be a super master named Dugu Qiubai. He was defeated all his life by all the masters in the world, and he couldn't get it if he wanted one defeat. His sword technique has a characteristic, that is, every move is offensive. Offensive but not defensive, how do you think he did it?"
"Defeating the world's masters is difficult, but not everyone in the martial arts can do it," Xia Qingqing thought for a moment, and said softly, "However, no matter how good a person's martial arts is, there is always a limit. Not yet?"
"I used to think that legends were exaggerated, but now I've gradually figured out the way." Recalling the few lines left by Dugu Qiubai on the wall of the Sword Tomb in Shendiao Valley, Song Qingshu smiled wryly: Complaining that Dugu Qiubai didn't leave any martial arts secrets, who knows that he has poured the crystallization of martial arts all his life into those few lines, but his level was too low at that time to see it.
"What way?" Seeing that he stopped talking, Xia Qingqing hurriedly asked.
Song Qingshu came back to his senses, grabbed a leaf from the roadside tree, turned around and said, "Stretch out two fingers."
Xia Qingqing didn't know why, so she stretched out her two slender fingers obediently.
Seeing the two green onion-like jade fingers in front of him, Song Qingshu secretly praised, put the leaf between the two fingers, and said: "I may let go at any time, see if you can hold it."
Xia Qingqing quickly stared at the gap between her fingers. After a while, she saw Song Qingshu let go of her hand, and hurriedly pointed to pinch it, but the leaves had already slipped and fell off.
"Come again!" Xia Qingqing said unconvinced.
Song Qingshu smiled: "Okay!"
In the end, after trying three times in a row, Xia Qingqing failed every time by a tiny bit, and couldn't help saying angrily: "Why is this..."
"Real masters are very clear about their attack range. When someone enters your range, you should attack immediately, just like this." Song Qingshu held Xia Qingqing's little hand, and put the leaves between her fingers just now. At the time, Song Qingshu pinched Xia Qingqing's two fingers together, pinching the leaves at once.
Feeling the warmth of the opponent's palm, Xia Qingqing's body trembled, she quickly withdrew her hand calmly, and asked suspiciously: "But you haven't let go yet?"
"Silly girl, when you see clearly that I've made a move before you fight back, you're doomed from the start." Song Qingshu continued, "For a real master, within a certain distance, any large move can On martial arts
When coming down from Mount Hua, Xia Qingqing looked at Song Qingshu suspiciously and asked, "How did you compete with Uncle Feng just now? Why can't I see anything?"
"That's why we are called masters," Song Qingshu said stinkingly, seeing the other party's look of wanting to fight, he quickly explained, "I don't tell him the average person, but you asked, I will tell you in easy-to-understand It doesn't hurt to explain in words."
After tidying up his language, Song Qingshu said: "There used to be a super master named Dugu Qiubai. He was defeated all his life by all the masters in the world, and he couldn't get it if he wanted one defeat. His sword technique has a characteristic, that is, every move is offensive. Offensive but not defensive, how do you think he did it?"
"Defeating the world's masters is difficult, but not everyone in the martial arts can do it," Xia Qingqing thought for a moment, and said softly, "However, no matter how good a person's martial arts is, there is always a limit. Not yet?"
"I used to think that legends were exaggerated, but now I've gradually figured out the way." Recalling the few lines left by Dugu Qiubai on the wall of the Sword Tomb in Shendiao Valley, Song Qingshu smiled wryly: Complaining that Dugu Qiubai didn't leave any martial arts secrets, who knows that he has poured the crystallization of martial arts all his life into those few lines, but his level was too low at that time to see it.
"What way?" Seeing that he stopped talking, Xia Qingqing hurriedly asked.
Song Qingshu came back to his senses, grabbed a leaf from the roadside tree, turned around and said, "Stretch out two fingers."
Xia Qingqing didn't know why, so she stretched out her two slender fingers obediently.
Seeing the two green onion-like jade fingers in front of him, Song Qingshu secretly praised, put the leaf between the two fingers, and said: "I may let go at any time, see if you can hold it."
Xia Qingqing quickly stared at the gap between her fingers. After a while, she saw Song Qingshu let go of her hand, and hurriedly pointed to pinch it, but the leaves had already slipped and fell off.
"Come again!" Xia Qingqing said unconvinced.
Song Qingshu smiled: "Okay!"
In the end, after trying three times in a row, Xia Qingqing failed every time by a tiny bit, and couldn't help saying angrily: "Why is this..."
"Real masters are very clear about their attack range. When someone enters your range, you should attack immediately, just like this." Song Qingshu held Xia Qingqing's little hand, and put the leaves between her fingers just now. At the time, Song Qingshu pinched Xia Qingqing's two fingers together, pinching the leaves at once.
Feeling the warmth of the opponent's palm, Xia Qingqing's body trembled, she quickly withdrew her hand calmly, and asked suspiciously: "But you haven't let go yet?"
"Silly girl, when you see clearly that I've made a move before you fight back, you're doomed from the start." Song Qingshu continued, "For a real master, within a certain distance, any large move can On martial arts
When coming down from Mount Hua, Xia Qingqing looked at Song Qingshu suspiciously and asked, "How did you compete with Uncle Feng just now? Why can't I see anything?"
"That's why we are called masters," Song Qingshu said stinkingly, seeing the other party's look of wanting to fight, he quickly explained, "I don't tell him the average person, but you asked, I will tell you in easy-to-understand It doesn't hurt to explain in words."
After tidying up his language, Song Qingshu said: "There used to be a super master named Dugu Qiubai. He was defeated all his life by all the masters in the world, and he couldn't get it if he wanted one defeat. His sword technique has a characteristic, that is, every move is offensive. Offensive but not defensive, how do you think he did it?"
"Defeating the world's masters is difficult, but not everyone in the martial arts can do it," Xia Qingqing thought for a moment, and said softly, "However, no matter how good a person's martial arts is, there is always a limit. Not yet?"
"I used to think that legends were exaggerated, but now I've gradually figured out the way." Recalling the few lines left by Dugu Qiubai on the wall of the Sword Tomb in Shendiao Valley, Song Qingshu smiled wryly: Complaining that Dugu Qiubai didn't leave any martial arts secrets, who knows that he has poured the crystallization of martial arts all his life into those few lines, but his level was too low at that time to see it.
"What way?" Seeing that he stopped talking, Xia Qingqing hurriedly asked.
Song Qingshu came back to his senses, grabbed a leaf from the roadside tree, turned around and said, "Stretch out two fingers."
Xia Qingqing didn't know why, so she stretched out her two slender fingers obediently.
Seeing the two green onion-like jade fingers in front of him, Song Qingshu secretly praised, put the leaf between the two fingers, and said: "I may let go at any time, see if you can hold it."
Xia Qingqing quickly stared at the gap between her fingers. After a while, she saw Song Qingshu let go of her hand, and hurriedly pointed to pinch it, but the leaves had already slipped and fell off.
"Come again!" Xia Qingqing said unconvinced.
Song Qingshu smiled: "Okay!"
In the end, after trying three times in a row, Xia Qingqing failed every time by a tiny bit, and couldn't help saying angrily: "Why is this..."
"Real masters are very clear about their attack range. When someone enters your range, you should attack immediately, just like this." Song Qingshu held Xia Qingqing's little hand, and put the leaves between her fingers just now. At the time, Song Qingshu pinched Xia Qingqing's two fingers together, pinching the leaves at once.
Feeling the warmth of the opponent's palm, Xia Qingqing's body trembled, she quickly withdrew her hand calmly, and asked suspiciously: "But you haven't let go yet?"
"Silly girl, when you see clearly that I've made a move before you fight back, you're doomed from the start." Song Qingshu continued, "For a real master, within a certain distance, any large move can On martial arts
When coming down from Mount Hua, Xia Qingqing looked at Song Qingshu suspiciously and asked, "How did you compete with Uncle Feng just now? Why can't I see anything?"
"That's why we are called masters," Song Qingshu said stinkingly, seeing the other party's look of wanting to fight, he quickly explained, "I don't tell him the average person, but you asked, I will tell you in easy-to-understand It doesn't hurt to explain in words."
After tidying up his language, Song Qingshu said: "There used to be a super master named Dugu Qiubai. He was defeated all his life by all the masters in the world, and he couldn't get it if he wanted one defeat. His sword technique has a characteristic, that is, every move is offensive. Offensive but not defensive, how do you think he did it?"
"Defeating the world's masters is difficult, but not everyone in the martial arts can do it," Xia Qingqing thought for a moment, and said softly, "However, no matter how good a person's martial arts is, there is always a limit. Not yet?"
"I used to think that legends were exaggerated, but now I've gradually figured out the way." Recalling the few lines left by Dugu Qiubai on the wall of the Sword Tomb in Shendiao Valley, Song Qingshu smiled wryly: Complaining that Dugu Qiubai didn't leave any martial arts secrets, who knows that he has poured the crystallization of martial arts all his life into those few lines, but his level was too low at that time to see it.
"What way?" Seeing that he stopped talking, Xia Qingqing hurriedly asked.
Song Qingshu came back to his senses, grabbed a leaf from the roadside tree, turned around and said, "Stretch out two fingers."
Xia Qingqing didn't know why, so she stretched out her two slender fingers obediently.
Seeing the two green onion-like jade fingers in front of him, Song Qingshu secretly praised, put the leaf between the two fingers, and said: "I may let go at any time, see if you can hold it."
Xia Qingqing quickly stared at the gap between her fingers. After a while, she saw Song Qingshu let go of her hand, and hurriedly pointed to pinch it, but the leaves had already slipped and fell off.
"Come again!" Xia Qingqing said unconvinced.
Song Qingshu smiled: "Okay!"
In the end, after trying three times in a row, Xia Qingqing failed every time by a tiny bit, and couldn't help saying angrily: "Why is this..."
"Real masters are very clear about their attack range. When someone enters your range, you should attack immediately, just like this." Song Qingshu held Xia Qingqing's little hand, and put the leaves between her fingers just now. At the time, Song Qingshu pinched Xia Qingqing's two fingers together, pinching the leaves at once.
Feeling the warmth of the opponent's palm, Xia Qingqing's body trembled, she quickly withdrew her hand calmly, and asked suspiciously: "But you haven't let go yet?"
"Silly girl, when you see clearly that I've made a move before you fight back, you're doomed from the start." Song Qingshu continued, "For a real master, within a certain distance, any large move can On martial arts
When coming down from Mount Hua, Xia Qingqing looked at Song Qingshu suspiciously and asked, "How did you compete with Uncle Feng just now? Why can't I see anything?"
"That's why we are called masters," Song Qingshu said stinkingly, seeing the other party's look of wanting to fight, he quickly explained, "I don't tell him the average person, but you asked, I will tell you in easy-to-understand It doesn't hurt to explain in words."
After tidying up his language, Song Qingshu said: "There used to be a super master named Dugu Qiubai. He was defeated all his life by all the masters in the world, and he couldn't get it if he wanted one defeat. His sword technique has a characteristic, that is, every move is offensive. Offensive but not defensive, how do you think he did it?"
"Defeating the world's masters is difficult, but not everyone in the martial arts can do it," Xia Qingqing thought for a moment, and said softly, "However, no matter how good a person's martial arts is, there is always a limit. Not yet?"
"I used to think that legends were exaggerated, but now I've gradually figured out the way." Recalling the few lines left by Dugu Qiubai on the wall of the Sword Tomb in Shendiao Valley, Song Qingshu smiled wryly: Complaining that Dugu Qiubai didn't leave any martial arts secrets, who knows that he has poured the crystallization of martial arts all his life into those few lines, but his level was too low at that time to see it.
"What way?" Seeing that he stopped talking, Xia Qingqing hurriedly asked.
Song Qingshu came back to his senses, grabbed a leaf from the roadside tree, turned around and said, "Stretch out two fingers."
Xia Qingqing didn't know why, so she stretched out her two slender fingers obediently.
Seeing the two green onion-like jade fingers in front of him, Song Qingshu secretly praised, put the leaf between the two fingers, and said: "I may let go at any time, see if you can hold it."
Xia Qingqing quickly stared at the gap between her fingers. After a while, she saw Song Qingshu let go of her hand, and hurriedly pointed to pinch it, but the leaves had already slipped and fell off.
"Come again!" Xia Qingqing said unconvinced.
Song Qingshu smiled: "Okay!"
In the end, after trying three times in a row, Xia Qingqing failed every time by a tiny bit, and couldn't help saying angrily: "Why is this..."
"Real masters are very clear about their attack range. When someone enters your range, you should attack immediately, just like this." Song Qingshu held Xia Qingqing's little hand, and put the leaves between her fingers just now. At the time, Song Qingshu pinched Xia Qingqing's two fingers together, pinching the leaves at once.
Feeling the warmth of the opponent's palm, Xia Qingqing's body trembled, she quickly withdrew her hand calmly, and asked suspiciously: "But you haven't let go yet?"
"Silly girl, when you see clearly that I have made a move before you fight back, you will be doomed from the start." Song Qingshu continued, "For a real master, within a certain distance, any large-scale movement