Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

In the early morning, the imperial palace is illuminated by the first glow of the sun, and the mist gently covers the ancient palace and streets like a veil.

There was a hint of morning chill in the air, but more of a chilling atmosphere.

In the silence, it seemed that the faint hum of internal energy could be heard.

Countless people came towards the palace with light and steady steps.

The Zhongyuan Wulin came, and so did the Yuanshi Wulin. Everyone said nothing, silently looking at Song Qingshu and the other seven people in the Jinluan Palace.

Everyone was surprised and confused by Zhang Wuji's appearance.

But now all the surprises and doubts can only be buried in my heart.

An invisible aura filled the palace.

Everyone felt the pressure between life and death, and every breath seemed to become heavier.

However, in this tense and dangerous atmosphere, there is an unyielding fighting spirit quietly spreading, which is the persistence of homeland and persistence of beliefs.

Deep in the palace, the figures of Jing Bufan and the other six people slowly appeared.

Their movements were not fast either, but their figures were so firm as they landed on the Golden Palace.

This place had been a restricted area for countless years, but now it has become a battlefield.

At this moment, Song Qingshu and others looked at each other with Jing Bufan and others. Except for Zhang Wuji, everyone else behaved calmly.

"Very good." Song Qingshu looked at the confident and calm Jing Bufan and smiled.

This is the old friend, rival, enemy...brother in his heart.

Not the lifeless Jing Bufan in the palace.

Around the palace, countless spectators held their breaths and stared intently above.

The Zhongyuan Wulin is looking forward to this duel, and the Yuanshi Wulin is also looking forward to it. The last hope of the Yuanshi Wulin lies in this battle.

The army was defeated, the emperor was dead... What else could they rely on? The only ones they could rely on were top experts.

Above, Jing Bufan smiled at Song Qingshu and glanced at Zhang Wuji, who was a little nervous at the side: "Is your brother enough?"

"This time is no different than before."

Before Song Qingshu could reply, a dazzling light burst out from the long sword in Zhang Wuji's hand, unleashing his inner energy.

Although the sword can indeed do these things, the light of this sword now has obvious changes compared with Qi Mu and others, which is too different.

"He is indeed a genius." Yuan Qing looked at Zhang Wuji as if he were admiring his own younger generation, and said with a smile.

"Yes, although it is a blessing, it has reached the height we are at."

"Much better than your brother."

For a moment, everyone laughed, including Song Qingshu, Yang Xue and others, Yuan Shi and others.

Only Zhang Wuji's face was a little embarrassed and he didn't know how to respond.

But after such a joke, Zhang Wuji's previous nervousness was obviously much better.

Zhang Wuji's initial nervousness turned into curiosity.

He was very curious about Song Qingshu and others, as well as everyone in the Yuan Dynasty.

The tense situation he imagined did not appear, but was extremely peaceful.

He didn't understand that everyone could talk and laugh even though they were enemies of life and death.

"It looks like it's almost done." Jing Bufan saw Zhang Wuji relax and looked at the rising sun with a bright smile.

"bring it on!"

boom! !

There is no so-called temptation, no so-called hiding, a terrifying aura rises directly from Jing Bufan.

The same was true for others. The moment their internal energy was triggered, the six people in the Yuan Room directly resonated with their internal energy and made bursts of sounds.

The Gang Qi formed by the six people is not just a simple Gang Qi, but has a scorching red color, and their light is stronger than the rising sun.

Jing Bufan looked at Song Qingshu and smiled: "Originally there was still one person who could perfect the Beidou Formation, but you gave the death order and those people from the Long Snake Sutra are not allowed to enter the Central Plains, so there are only six of us."

"Let me see your Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation."

Song Qingshu and the others didn't talk nonsense. It was already an unavoidable battle. When fighting at their level, they would lose everything if they were not careful.

Hiding clumsiness is just a joke.

The inner energy burst out at the same time, and it was also the resonance of Gang Qi and Gang Qi. At least their Gang Qi was not blessed by inner energy.

But the difference is that the swords in their hands all turned red, and the light seemed to intensify the aura of Jing Bufan and others.

At this moment, many people saw the situation on both sides.

Even ordinary first-class experts can see that Jing Bufan and others have stronger internal strength than Song Qingshu and others.

The swords in the hands of Song Qingshu and others make up for this.

A breeze blew, and the thirteen people on both sides moved. There were no rhetoric or verbal disputes.

Song Qingshu became the sword of the Zhenwu Seven-section Formation, and Jing Bufan became the sword of the Beidou Formation.

The moment the two parties came into contact, Song Qingshu frowned slightly as he watched the long knife in Jing Bufan's hand turn into a palm.

But he still didn't stop.

This blow was full force...

I saw that Jing Bufan's palm technique carrying boundless energy was directly scratched by Song Qingshu, and then he quickly retreated and punched out the long knife held in his right hand.

The clothes on the arms were directly broken due to the huge internal strength, revealing the powerful arms.

"Three punches return to one!"

This punch was so majestic that the energy soared like rolling flames. Then, without any fluctuation on Song Qingshu's face, he broke through with a sword backhand.

This move is useless to him!

He knew it, and Jing Bufan also knew it, but Jing Bufan still used it!

"Retreat!" The long sword in Yuan Qing's hand slashed suddenly, directly blocking Song Qingshu's sword that went straight towards Jing Bufan.

Below, countless people in the Yuanshi martial arts world showed an unprecedented light in their eyes.

The martial arts used in Jing Bufan's previous punch was the Enlightenment Boxing Technique that everyone in Yuanshi Martial Arts knew.

The three punches returned to one, allowing them to see the direction.

Above, Jing Bufan faced Song Qingshu again, with the same Gang Qi protecting his body moving forward, but he still did not move the knife in his hand.

This time it's the pace.

Song Qingshu looked at Jing Bufan's unwavering eyes and took a step back: "Zhang Wuji, come here!"

Zhang Wuji was shocked by the sudden change, but he still faced Jing Bufan without thinking.

Just as he was slashing out with his sword, Song Qingshu's deep voice sounded: "Don't use the sword."

"Use Central Plains martial arts."

Zhang Wuji's long sword stopped in an instant, and a huge roar came out, directly shattering the incoming Gang Qi.

Then the long sword in his hand began to move from small to upward.

Kunlun Liangyi Sword Technique!

The people from the Kunlun faction gathered their eyes and stared at Zhang Wuji.

They were not surprised that Zhang Wuji knew Liangyi swordsmanship. Zhang Wuji had already mastered various martial arts schools in the past.

Yuanshi Wulin also stared at Jing Bufan.

The battle continued, and their heartbeats seemed to be synchronized with the movements of the masters. Every time they fought, they gained some insights.

This doesn't seem to be fighting, but teaching.

Be it Zhang Wuji from Zhongyuan or Jing Bufan from Yuanshi.

The martial arts used by both of them were from their respective martial arts circles, and their understanding had reached the extreme.

Jing Bufan has come to this point as a person with no background, but he is the leader of hundreds of schools of thought.

Zhang Wuji has equally rich experience, Xie Xun, Wudang, and in order to make up for Xie Xun's mistakes, he checked the classics of various schools, and with the addition of Nine Yang Magic, he also knows most of the martial arts in the Central Plains.

Zhang Wuji became more and more relaxed as he fought, and all kinds of martial arts were at his fingertips.

His eyes became more and more confident, and Jing Bufan looked at Zhang Wuji with a smile on his face.

"Yuan Qing is right. You are better than your brother in some aspects."

Zhang Wuji also laughed at this time. At first, he didn't understand why Song Qingshu, Jing Bufan and others could be so calm and indifferent.

Now he slowly understands.

A rival and a friend.

Maybe Jing Bufan really wanted to teach Yuanshi Wulin something through fighting, but it also gave him the opportunity to leave something to Zhongyuan Wulin and adapt to the rhythm of fighting at the same time.

Even if the two sides are rivals and mortal enemies, he still respects this person.

Everyone else silently cooperated with the drill.

Be it Song Qingshu and others, or Yuan Shi and others.

Is Zhang Wuji Jing Bufan's rival? No, definitely not. Even if Zhang Wuji reaches one Qi and twenty acupoints with the bonus of his skills, this is just the qualification to participate in the battle.

As a knife? That's just a joke.

But even so, Song Qingshu still let Zhang Wuji take the fight. This was very dangerous, because if Jing Bufan made a sudden move, everything would be lost.

This may seem unbelievable to others and cannot be understood, but to the older generation or top experts, they can understand it.

This is the bottom line and integrity of a martial arts student, and it is also the foundation.

far away……

The older generation of Yuanshi gathered together with Zhang Sanfeng and others.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the battle above, looking at Jing Bufan with complicated eyes, and then turned to look at Bashang.

"Old man, Jing Xiaozi saved the entire Yuanshi Wulin."

"This boy, what a pity."

Bashang did not make a sound, but silently looked at Jing Bufan above, then stood up and left.

So does everyone else.

There is no need to watch this game, they already know the result.

Zhang Sanfeng and others watched the Yuanshi people leave without stopping or saying anything.

They can understand the mood of the older generation in Yuanshi. Some things are harder to say than death. This is the case with the older generation in Yuanshi now.

They all understood what Jing Bufan was doing.

Seek death! Or die.

Watching the successors of the martial arts world die is a feeling that only they can understand.

A successor needs countless years of training, talent, character, conduct, experience...

However, even if you do everything well, it may still be in vain.

Jing Bufan... This is an almost perfect successor.

If Jing Bufan lives, Yuanshi Wulin will have a much easier time in the future, but now Jing Bufan is dying.

The imperial city hung white banners, and the emperor was killed... in order to preserve the Yuan Dynasty, the older generation was killed.

The only thing Jing Bufan can do is die!

Jing Bufan's current choice is almost the same as Song Qingshu's. Jing Bufan knows that as long as his successor dies, the older generation will not fight hard and dare not.

At this moment, all the mysteries and doubts in the minds of the older generation were solved.

Jing Bufan had been prepared for this since he killed the emperor.

The purpose of hanging white flags in the imperial city is to give the people and soldiers of the world a chance to escape without dying in vain.

Regicide...even if they were borne by Jing Bufan, Jing Bufan still couldn't get over this hurdle.

Death... may be the best choice, ignore the future and save the older generation.

In this battle, Jing Bufan wanted to leave something behind, so he chose to teach.

Jing Bufan demonstrated all the martial arts in the Yuanshi Wulin at great risk or risk of death.

Song Qingshu saw Jing Bufan's intention, so he let Zhang Wuji go.

Whether it was training Zhang Wuji or teaching Central Plains martial arts, at least for Song Qingshu, he could accept this result.

Maybe...Song Qingshu also guessed it.

The battle was still going on. As Jing Bufan practiced martial arts one by one, the light in his eyes slowly dimmed.

"I'll do it!" Song Qingshu noticed Jing Bufan's change, shouted sharply, and rushed forward.

Zhang Wuji retreated in an instant.

"Xue'er!" Song Qingshu shouted loudly, and Yang Xue and Song Qingshu directly combined their swords.

When Yuan Qing and Yuan Zhe saw Song Qingshu suddenly taking action, they directly used the Long Snake Sutra to resist the attack.

"Jing Bufan, please keep trying for me." Song Qingshu roared angrily, and the long sword in his hand bloomed with light for three feet.

The same was true for Yang Xue. With the blessing, the sword formed by the internal energy was directly hung high above Yuan Qing and Yuan Zhe's heads, and it was cut down directly with unparalleled destructive power.

"Lao Jing!!" Yuan Qing, Yuan Qing roared angrily.

Yang Xue and Song Qingshu were already powerful with their swords combined, and now with the blessing of Zhenwu Seven Intersection Formation, they couldn't resist this sword, so they had to work together.

At this moment, Jing Bufan finally took hold of the long knife in his hand, and his figure flashed over.

boom! !

In a collision, five people were separated.

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue rushed forward again without giving the other three any chance to stop.

Yang Xue looked at the angry Song Qingshu with confusion in her heart. She didn't understand why Song Qingshu was suddenly so angry and hit so decisively.

Zhang Wuji didn't understand, nor did Youlan Zhuya, but they still cooperated with Song Qingshu immediately.

The war broke out at this moment.

The battle before was like child's play compared to now.

The hall was full of afterimages and aura, and the weak people could not even be seen.

Strong...unparalleled strength.

This is also the first time that countless people intuitively realize the strength of top players.

The terrifying and destructive power of internal energy unleashed outward, the restricted area formed by Gang Qi, and the most simple moves.

below.

Ximen Ouyang looked at Song Qingshu who was in a bad mood and sighed: "This kid can see it."

"He saw what Jing Bufan was doing."

"He wanted to use Yuan Qing and Yuan Zhe to exert pressure and arouse Jing Bufan's desire to die."

Nangong Ping nodded and sighed: "Yes, Mr. Song just wants to win, he has never thought about killing anyone."

"At least it's not Jing Bufan."

"Jing Bufan interacted too much with Mr. Song. Mr. Song needs a rival to grow up, and Jing Bufan appropriately played the role of a well-matched rival."

After saying that, he looked at Zhang Sanfeng: "Zhenzhen Zhang, this is probably the reason why you did not hesitate to take over the regicide instead of Jing Bufan."

"You didn't hesitate at that moment."

"Yes." Zhang Sanfeng nodded, stood up and walked towards the distance.

"Let's go, the world has ended."

"Our era is over, we are no longer needed in this era."

Everyone looked at Zhang Sanfeng's leaving figure and sighed, then glanced at the battlefield above the main hall, shook their heads and left.

In this battle, Jing Bufan got what he wanted, the older generation was alive, and the Yuanshi Wulin retreated, at the cost of death.

Song Qingshu also got what he wanted, the older generation could no longer fight, the Central Plains was peaceful, and he became the Zhenren Zhang that the Central Plains once was.

Everything seemed perfect, but it was so sad.

Song Qingshu would personally kill his friends, close friends, or brothers.

He also wants to watch Wulin go to Mongolia to take revenge.

But he can't stop all this. This is the general trend and everyone's choice. (End of chapter)