Sword wash the setting sun

Chapter 145 Reputation
Yu Fu became suspicious of the man in the contest.

Without using all his strength, he can defeat the Po Yue Dao, who is also considered a first-class player in the arena.

Such a person cannot be unknown.

What's more, this person directly clamored for Wudang.

Seeing that this person openly said that he wanted to compete with Wudang, everyone turned their eyes to Ouyang Zi on the stage.

Ouyang Zi remained calm, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

"Uncle Master, let me learn his advanced swordsmanship!" A person in the Wudang square stood up and asked Ouyangzi for instructions.

"The sword moves and the wind changes with the color, and the moment he dies, he turns red. He is Zhang Zhengyu and Zhang Shaoxia who sealed his throat with a sword." Someone in the crowd recognized the Wudang disciple who came forward.

"Zhang Zhengyu's swordsmanship is ruthless, and he is well-known among the younger generation in Jianghu. It seems that this kid who knows nothing about heights and depths is going to be in trouble!"

"Just to suppress the arrogance of this kid."

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and many people placed high hopes on Zhang Zhengyu.

"You can try it, but don't force it." Ouyang Ziyu said in a long voice.

"Disciple obeys the order!" Zhang Zhengyu saw Ouyang Zi's head teacher agree, turned over and jumped, his figure drew a beautiful arc in the air, and finally landed lightly in the arena.

"Look, Ti Yunzong of Wudang!"

"Zhang Shaoxia's skills have improved again in the past few years!"

There was applause from the crowd, and there were many words of admiration.

Seeing this, Yu Fu had a plan in mind.Since you want to win the position of overlord, you must pay attention to possible opponents.

If this person is really good at martial arts, he deliberately restrained himself here and pretended to be stupid.Then with Zhang Zhengyu's skill, he should be able to force out [-]% of his strength.In this way, Yu Fu can also take a look at this person's martial arts.

"It's a good ladder, but it's a bit naive to rely on it to win."

The sword wielding man in green said with a smile.

"You'll know if you're qualified or not after the test. Strength doesn't come from words!" Zhang Zhengyu raised his eyebrows.

"The tone is not small! Let me learn your Wudang swordsmanship." After finishing speaking, the swordsman in Tsing Yi drew out his long sword, pointed the tip of the sword to the bottom, and pointed to the sky with his left hand.

Zhang Zhengyu snorted coldly in his heart, and slowly drew his sword.

The moment the sword edge was fully unsheathed, Zhang Zhengyu's figure flashed away.Even though Wudang Tiyun moved out, he kicked his feet on the ground, his body shot out, and the long sword in his hand drew the word "stab".It turned out to be a quick trick.

Yu Fu frowned slightly.Wudang swordsmanship has always been about using softness to overcome rigidity, and the enemy will not move and I will not move. Although this Zhengyu swordsmanship is not bad, its temperament is still a bit weak.

Ouyang Zi was more disappointed than Yu Fu.Ouyang Zi also saw that the swordsman in Tsing Yi had extraordinary skills, so he naturally had some skills in openly provoking Wu Dang.Although Wudang didn't care about the competition for the position of hegemony, he couldn't lose too badly.

Before Zhang Zhengyu asked for a fight, Ouyang Zi weighed it over and over again in his heart, he didn't expect Zhang Zhengyu to win, he just wanted Zhang Zhengyu to force out the true strength of the Tsing Yi swordsman.What Ouyang Zi never imagined was that Zhang Zhengyu was so arrogant that he had lost his mind after being stimulated by a swordsman in Tsing Yi who was similar in age.

In a master's fight, character is the most important thing. Seeing Zhang Zhengyu belittle the enemy, Ouyang Zi scolded Zhang Zhengyu in his heart.However, as the headmaster of Wudang, he couldn't speak out to give advice at this moment, and the anger of hating iron but not steel lingered in his heart.

"What happened to Master Ouyang?" Su Qingbai asked without losing the opportunity.

"Haha, Zhang Zhengyu doesn't know what's good or bad, so it's beneficial and harmless to let him suffer!" Facing Su Qingbai's ridicule, Ouyangzi became frank instead.

"The head teacher of Wudang is the head teacher of Wudang, but you lost Wudang to an unknown junior, what do the world think? How will Wulin Beidou Wudang deal with itself in the future?" Su Qingbai said with a big laugh.

This remark hit Ouyang Zi's heart disease. Ouyang Zi has practiced for many years, and he has always been jealous of the frivolous fame and gain in the world, but when it comes to Wudang's reputation, Ouyang Zi can't let it go, and can't treat it calmly.

"Amitabha! Su benefactor is really quick to speak. However, Wudang has always acted in an upright manner. Even if it loses, it will not play tricks. This is enough to be a role model for the world!" Zen Master Wujing persuaded Ouyangzi when he saw Ouyangzi's inner demon.

"The abbot taught me the lesson very well! Don't force yourself in the world. In Wudang, my defeat is my defeat, and my victory is my victory. If you walk upright, sit upright, and be fair in your heart. Everyone in the world can see it!" Ouyang Zi said seriously.

Originally, he wanted to attack the arrogance of Ouyang Zi, the head of Wudang, but he was about to succeed, so he was led into the right path by the abbot of Shaolin.Su Qingbai's teeth itch with hatred!

"Hahaha! I'm still looking forward to Wudang's unique skills!" Su Qingbai's eyes moved to the field as he said.However, in Su Qingbai's heart, he secretly scolded countless bald donkeys...

Zhang Zhengyu on the field played fast and fast, and did not put any pressure on the swordsman in Tsing Yi.On the contrary, this swordsman in Tsing Yi has a taste of Wudang, the enemy is strong and we are strong, and the weak and weak are weak.His stamina was not inferior to Zhang Zhengyu's Ti Yunzong, even better than Zhang Zhengyu's.

The few people who saw the clues couldn't help but look at the swordsman in Tsing Yi differently.

"It seems that Zhang Zhengyu is not his opponent, and it is difficult for him to show his true skills." Yu Fu thought to himself, "It seems that only the monks of Shaolin Temple can force this man out of his old ways."

Looking at Abbot Shaolin, Zen Master Wujing also frowned, obviously he did not expect this turn of events.

The sword energy in the martial arts arena was like a rainbow, and it was very lively, and the blood of all the heroes who watched it was surging.Most people are still looking forward to Zhang Zhengyu's victory, and many people lament that the Tsing Yi swordsman's cultivation is not bad, even if he loses now, it is enough to be famous in the martial arts world.

Suddenly, the swordsman in Tsing Yi made a feint move and retreated quickly.

Seeing that the opponent stopped suddenly, Zhang Zhengyu also stopped the attack.

"Wudang swordsmanship is really exquisite, I admire it. But Zhang Shaoxia is not strong enough."

"Huh! The advantage of talking! There is a way to fight again." Zhang Zhengyu was dissatisfied, especially irritated by his contemptuous tone.

At this moment, Zhang Zhengyu had already lost some of his sanity.If it was normal, he would definitely suspect that the enemy was deliberately showing weakness before, and now he is deliberately provoking himself.But today is unusual, in front of the heroes of the world, Zhang Tianyu is unwilling to admit that he is weak.This battle cannot be lost!

"Actually, I only need three moves to defeat you!" The swordsman in Tsing Yi swung his long sword in his hand and said calmly!
"Bastard!" Zhang Zhengyu's remaining rationality completely disappeared.

This battle is to represent Wudang. Zhang Zhengyu has the determination to win, but he doesn't have the will to win!
For Wudang's face, Zhang Zhengyu yelled, "Madman, eat me with a sword."

Zhang Zhengyu's sword had already been swung out, pulling out several beautiful sword flowers in the air, stabbing towards the place where the swordsman in blue was standing like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves.

And the swordsman in Tsing Yi showed a pitiful smile at the corner of his mouth.Seeing that Zhang Zhengyu was successfully angered, he fell into his arms.Cold in my heart: "It seems that I still overestimated you, it takes less than three moves to defeat you!"

(End of this chapter)