Super Book Fairy System

Mrs. Yue and Linghu Chong originally wanted to make a move, but seeing that Yue Buqun had already made a move, they naturally couldn't make a move, lest people think they were bullying too much.

What Yue Buqun practiced was the Zixia Divine Art of the Huashan School. In recent years, his internal strength has improved greatly, and his internal strength is naturally not comparable to that of Linghu Chong.

The sword stabbed out, with a faint sound of piercing through the air, the monk who was not disciplined would dare to be careless, a phoenix nodded, and after avoiding it, he slashed out with his palm.

Monk Bujie's martial arts attainments are slightly better than Yue Buqun's, but Yue Buqun's aura is like a rainbow at this time, and Bujie also feels that he is not a master in attacking a little girl just now. took the lead.

Wu Ming smiled secretly when he saw it. This Yue Buqun's internal strength was good, but his swordsmanship was rigid in form, far from Linghu Chong's agility and unrestrained elegance. The same Huashan swordsmanship seemed to be more standardized. In fact, he is not as good as his apprentice.

No wonder Feng Qingyang scolded Yue Buqun for being obstinate and inflexible.

The speed of the two was very fast, back and forth, and soon they fought ten moves.

At this time, the advantages of Monk Bujie gradually emerged, and Yue Buqun's sword moves were greatly restricted, and he felt a little difficult.

Madam Yue frowned, knowing that if this continues, her husband will definitely lose.

Even Linghu Chong could see that Master's situation was not good, but he was well aware of Master's temper, if he helped secretly, he would scold himself afterwards, so he could only worry.

The monk Bujie hit more and more smoothly, at this time he slapped Yue Buqun with his palm, and Yue Buqun's long sword turned into a slash, at this moment, the monk Bujie sneered, and suddenly his palm turned into a bullet, and there was only a click, The long sword in Yue Buqun's hand was exactly the same as before, broken in two.

Yue Buqun stared at the broken sword in his hand, staring blankly with embarrassment on his face.

Monk Bujie laughed and said, "Yue Buqun, do you still want to fight?"

Chapter 339

Yue Buqun has always been proud of his Zixia magical skill, but this time he lost to this fat monk who spoke a little crazy. The anguish and embarrassment in his heart can be imagined, and he really wanted to poke a few holes in the opponent's body.

However, he is very well-known in the city, and he has always claimed to be a gentleman. He lost a trick in this fair competition. Under the eyes of everyone, he is still under the eyes of his wife, daughter and apprentice, so he will not act against a gentleman. What's more, he also knows that the opponent's skill is unfathomable, even if he continues to entangle, he will not gain the slightest advantage, so it is better to show weakness now and recover face later.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

There was no trace of hatred on Yue Buqun's face, he was stunned for a moment and then praised: "Master's skills are outstanding, Yue is no opponent, if he continues to fight, he will bring shame on himself."

Monk Bujie never thought that Yue Buqun would admit defeat so simply, and said that he is really a modest gentleman, so he said with a smile: "Before I thought you were called a gentleman sword for fame, but now it seems that you are a real gentleman. I deeply admire you for not quitting. Boy Linghu, I take back what I said before, your master is not a hypocrite."

Wu Ming laughed secretly in his heart. Although Monk Bujie was sincere in his words, it really sounded like an indescribable irony to him.

If Yue Buqun wasn't a hypocrite, there would be no hypocrite in the world.

In addition, when Monk Bujie said these words, Wu Ming deliberately observed Yue Buqun's expression, and found that in the subtleties, he could still see that he was slightly embarrassed, which was actually a sign of guilty conscience.

However, who would have thought that Yue Buqun, known as the gentleman's sword and always acting like a modest gentleman, would be a hypocrite with a hypocritical and despicable heart?

Wu Ming knew that even if it was him, if he hadn't read Xiaoaoyi's book, he would definitely be deceived by him this time.

Linghu Chong had been defeated by Monk Bujie before, and when his master was fighting with him just now, he had been watching carefully, and finally found that the two master and apprentice were exactly the same, they were both defeated by the opponent's move. He felt that the Broken Palm Form was able to defuse this move very well and turned defeat into victory.

At this time, Monk Bujie apologized to him, and he was naturally happy in his heart, but the words that he wanted to challenge the other party were swallowed in his throat, unable to say, he could only nod to show that he understood.

Wu Ming's understanding and attainment of Dugu Nine Swords is far higher than Linghu Chong's. He naturally understands that if he uses Dugu Nine Swords, even if Linghu Chong's skill is inferior to Monk Bujie's, there is still a possibility of victory. He hesitated to speak, and immediately smiled and said: "Brother Linghu, I see that you are eager to try, and you must have found a way to break Master Bujie's move just now."

Linghu Chong was stunned when he heard this, and was very surprised at Wu Ming's subtle observation. Just as he was about to speak, Monk Bujie was very excited and said, "Boy Linghu, do you really have a way to solve my flick of the finger just now? Too much?" Well, why don't we fight again."

Linghu Chong quickly shook his head and said: "Master's martial arts are far above mine, I am willing to bow down."

In fact, Linghu Chong wanted to try it, and he felt that he was a little bit sure, but considering that Dugu Nine Swords is not Huashan swordsmanship, he was worried about being scolded by his master. At the same time, his master had already lost to the opponent. If not, Master will definitely feel dull.

Monk Bujie laughed and said: "Boy Linghu, are you really scared? Where did the courage to resist Tian Boguang back then go? If you dare not, it's better than this. I only use half of my skills. If you can crack it The move I made just now made thunder with the snap of my fingers, and if I don’t quit, I will never go to Mount Hua.”

Linghu Chong's temperament has always been unbearable, and Monk Bujie actually put forward such a very favorable condition for him, so his blood surged, he was very excited, and he couldn't help looking at the master and his wife, wanting to get them suggestion.

It is said that knowing a son is like a mother, Madam Yue Ning Zhong could tell at a glance that Linghu Chong wanted to try, and she knew better that if Linghu Chong was not sure, he would definitely not behave like this, so she couldn't help but look at her husband .

Yue Buqun naturally knew Linghu Chong's apprentice very well. Seeing that he was very confident this time, he couldn't help being startled, and thought to himself: "Chong'er has made great progress recently. Could it be that he has received some expert advice? Why don't we just let him go?" He will try again with Monk Bujie."

So he immediately nodded with a smile and said: "Chong'er, since this master wants to try your martial arts again, then you can accompany him to do a few more tricks. Master, the wretch's martial arts are low, I hope you will be merciful."

Monk Bujie laughed and said: "It's easy to say, although this kid offended my daughter, but now my daughter has a better home, naturally I won't really kill him, you just don't worry. "

In fact, these words were probably spoken to Yilin, but it made her shy again, stomping her feet to blame, which made Wu Ming laugh secretly, she is really a cute and shy little girl.

Seeing what the master said, Linghu Chong immediately cupped his hands and said: "Master, then I will be bold and presumptuous."

Since Linghu Chong's long sword had been broken in two, Yue Lingshan handed him her clear water sword and said, "Brother, be careful."

The clear water sword is a Longquan sword that cuts iron like mud. Wu Ming couldn't help but nodded inwardly with a smile. Everyone said that Yue Lingshan had already pinned her heart on Linghu Chong, so she naturally hoped that he would win this time, but she seemed to have forgotten Now, if Linghu Chong wins against Monk Bujie, it will be a slap in the face of his father.

"Junior Sister, don't worry, I'll be fine." Linghu Chong took the Bishui Sword, and felt that there was still warmth from Junior Sister's hand on the hilt. He was both excited and moved, and immediately burst into pride, and raised his hand Dang said: "Master, be careful, I'm about to make a move."

Although Monk Bujie was outspoken and seemed crazy, but his vision was definitely not bad, he only took one look at the Bishui Sword and knew it was a precious sword, so he laughed and said: "Boy Linghu, come on, I hope your sword skills worthy of this sword."

Dugu Nine Swords, the sword comes out like a rainbow, there is no retreat.

Linghu Chong had already glimpsed the door for the first time, and this time when he stabbed out with the sword, it coincided with the charm of it.

Wu Ming nodded secretly, but the monk who didn't quit was inexplicably startled, he didn't dare to be careless, he split his palm and shook the opponent's sword away.

Yue Buqun and his wife looked at each other, and they were also shocked. Linghu Chong used a broom to disrupt Cheng Buyou's four lightning moves in the martial arts field before. The moves are different, but the artistic conception cannot be hidden from the couple.

Because Yue Lingshan's martial arts are low, she can't see the clue, but seeing her lover's swordsmanship is as powerful as a rainbow, she is very happy in her heart, she only hopes that her lover will defeat the Bujie monk and avenge her slap in the face.

Once the Dugu Nine Swords are unfolded, there will be thousands of changes. The monk Bujie said before that only half of the skill is used. After one long and the other disappears, the Bujie monk will feel troublesome.

Fortunately, Monk Bujie was superior to Linghu Chong in terms of martial arts and knowledge. At this time, his palm skills were slowly unfolding. Although Linghu Chong's sword skills were exquisite, he couldn't do anything to him at once.

Wu Ming knew that if the Bujie monk didn't speak big words and only used half of his skill, it would be very difficult for Linghu Chong to win one move or two moves.

However, right now, Monk Bujie had to control his own skill and also try to decipher Linghu Chong's sword moves, so he was unconsciously distracted. In terms of moves alone, it was only a matter of time before he was defeated by Linghu Chong.

Of course, Wu Ming understood that if he tried his best, Linghu Chong was still far from being an opponent of Monk Bujie.

The two of you came and went, sword lights flashed, palm shadows fluttered, and they fought more than ten moves in a blink of an eye.

Monk Bujie was more and more surprised, but Yue Buqun and his wife, who were watching the battle, were in different moods.

Yue Buqun was naturally suspicious of the source of Linghu Chong's sword skills, but Mrs. Yue didn't think about it that much, she was just happy for Linghu Chong.

Of course, Yue Lingshan was the happiest. Although her martial arts were not high, she could see that her lover had the upper hand.

Not long after, Monk Bujie resorted to thunder and snapped his fingers again, wanting to end the competition.

But what he never expected was that Linghu Chong had been waiting for him to use this trick.

Because both master and apprentice fell into this trick twice before and after, Linghu Chong especially remembered it deeply. At the same time, he also rehearsed it dozens of times in his mind, how to break it.

If Monk Bujie didn't use this move, it might not be so easy to find a flaw with Linghu Chong's skill.