Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 35: Win-win, I will let you taste the power of the Heavenly Sword!

"Song Qingshu?"

Zhang Kuang couldn't help but become interested when he heard the other party's common name. He raised his eyelids and nodded, "'Jade-faced Mengchang', he is indeed good-looking."

As Yin Li put away his pride, he glanced at Song Qingshu and immediately shook his head, saying, "Compared to you, young master, he's still far behind."

Song Qingshu didn't care. Although he was not as good-looking as the other person, various factions were now besieging Guangmingding. Since this person was on Guangmingding, he must be a demon from the Demon Cult and would naturally be dealt with by the elders of his sect and the predecessors of various factions.

How could he bother with the dead?

Zhang Kuang yawned, shook his arm, and jumped up from the chair.

Song Qingshu only felt a flash before his eyes, and saw the man on the chair actually standing in front of him. He was shocked and stretched out his hand to draw his sword.

Snapped!
Before the sword was unsheathed, Song Qingshu was knocked to the ground by Zhang Kuang's slap.

"The internal force is okay."

Zhang Kuang nodded, then said to Song Qingshu, "I'll demonstrate, and you learn."

What to study?
Learn shit!
Song Qingshu was furious and frightened by Zhang Kuang's slap. Then, he heard his words. He thought Zhang Kuang, knowing he was doomed, wanted to teach him the magic martial arts. He immediately cursed, "You wishful thinking!"

Although he was scolding her like that, Song Qingshu still stared at her honestly with his eyes wide open.

Zhang Kuang deliberately slowed down his pace and crashed into the Wudang and Emei disciples, using them as training poles, beating them and teaching them at the same time.

Song Qingshu saw it clearly and was shocked: "This is the Beggar Gang's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" He stared at Zhang Kuang intently.

Zhang Kuang does not know all of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but only three moves he learned from Zhang Wuji: "Kang Long You Hui," "Qi Long Wu Yong," and "Shen Long Wagging Tail," which were once taught to Zhang Wuji by Xie Xun. (Serialized version)
He wanted to try whether Song Qingshu, who had mastered the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in the original novel, had any talent for it. After all, the material levels of Song Qingshu who knew the unique skills and Song Qingshu who didn't knew the unique skills were definitely different.

"Do you understand?"

Song Qingshu didn't even blink when he watched the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Now that Zhang Kuang had finished, he just felt unsatisfied, and his heart was itching as if dozens of cats were scratching him.

But facing Zhang Kuang's gaze, he still said stubbornly: "I am a direct disciple of Wudang, how could I covet the Beggars' Sect's unique skills?"

"Oh."

Zhang Kuang spoke calmly and kicked Song Qingshu on the head.

Although it was mostly meant to scare people, Song Qingshu was already wary of Zhang Kuang's eccentric personality at this time - after all, how could a normal person teach others his unique skills so easily?

That is the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, known as the number one external martial art!
Therefore, facing this oncoming kick, Song Qingshu did not say a word, but instead raised his hand and responded with a move like a dragon's tail.

Although it only has the form, it also shows that Song Qingshu does have some talent in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

"Not bad." Zhang Kuang nodded, "Show me the other two palms."

Song Qingshu's cheek twitched, "No."

"Oh."

Zhang Kuang still took a step forward.

This time the speed is faster than before.

Song Qingshu really didn't know the other two moves of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and it was too late for him to draw his sword, so he had to hold up the scabbard to block Zhang Kuang's kick.

Snapped!Snapped!
Two sounds were heard in succession, and Zhang Kuang crushed the scabbard with one foot, and also broke Song Qingshu's arms.

Then she stepped on his chest and nodded, "It seems that it really won't happen anymore."

If Song Qingshu really knew how to do it, he wouldn't have chosen to use the scabbard to block his feet. Raising your hand is always faster than drawing the sword.

It seems that his talent is not that good either.

Disappointment flashed in Zhang Kuang's eyes, and he stomped his foot down again.

"Stop the person!" An urgent shout suddenly came from outside the yard, and a figure quickly jumped into the yard. The black gauze outside the body floated like a shadow, and the long sword in his hand tried to reverse the decline. It was quick and urgent, just a move called "Meteor Chasing the Moon".

Unfortunately, although the sword was fast, it was not as fast as Zhang Kuang's kick which was close at hand.

Snapped!
Song Qingshu's chest was stepped on and then his body disappeared.

Zhang Kuang clamped the oncoming Qing Feng with two fingers, turned his palm, and hit the man in the chest, knocking him back.

But he didn't care much about it, his attention was all on the furnace.

[Song Qingshu]: Wudang swordsmanship, Wudang internal strength, climbing up the ladder to the clouds, and living as long as heaven and earth
There is no Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Zhang Kuang made a "tsk" sound, obviously he had overestimated Song Qingshu's talent.

In this way, if one wants to spread martial arts into the world, those skills that require diligent study and practice over a long period of time will no longer be the first choice.

We have to find a way to get everyone in the martial arts world to practice quick martial arts...

Zhang Kuang was lost in thought.

The man he had knocked away had already climbed up from the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood. Then, his rage grew even stronger, and he drew his sword and charged towards Zhang Kuang, "Give me back my son's life!"

Song Yuanqiao?
Zhang Kuang didn't care.

Grabbing the sword blade with his backhand, Da Jiutian crushed the sword edge with one hand, and at the same time slapped out with his palm, hitting Song Yuanqiao in the face, reuniting him with Song Qingshu and his son, and at the same time, an ordinary material was added to the furnace.

This is a win-win situation.

Zhang Kuang didn't think that his record of killing the Wudang leader casually was terrible, nor did he think that the situation of the corpse disappearing with a wave of his hand was outrageous.

He simply said to the Wudang and Emei disciples who were still present: "Go and call more people, call more masters."

Ding Minjun still wanted to get up and run away.

Zhang Kuang had already stepped on her back - although this woman's martial arts skills were mediocre and her hands were broken when she attacked Yin Li, she had a lot of roles and could be used as material.

The flames in the furnace are blazing, and a new material is added.

Because the Ming Cult members retreated so quickly, the major sects found that the entire Bright Summit seemed to be empty when they arrived there. There were only unexpected traps everywhere that caused them to lose many disciples. They were furious and searched everywhere for any traces of the Ming Cult disciples.

At this moment, several Wudang and Emei disciples ran over in a panic.

Yu Lianzhou recognized these disciples as the ones that Senior Brother Song Yuanqiao had taken to search the back mountain. Suddenly, he felt something was amiss. He immediately used his Qinggong to approach the disciples and shouted, "Why are you so flustered?"

"Master, the Master has been murdered!"

This Wudang disciple was also in a panic and spoke in a loud voice, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Yu Lianzhou was stunned for just a moment before Kong Zhi and Kong Xing from Shaolin Temple, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu from Wudang Sect, Master Miejue from Emei Sect, He Taichong and his wife from Kunlun Sect, Xian Yutong from Huashan Sect, and the Five Elders from Kongtong Sect all gathered around him.

Seeing that her Emei disciples were still there, Master Miejue glanced behind her and her eyes suddenly became gloomy.

Ding Minjun is not here!
She was very protective of her shortcomings and immediately asked, "Did you encounter any demonic creatures from the Demon Cult?"

The disciples were in a panic, one spoke, the other spoke, you spoke, I spoke, and the noise made it impossible for anyone to hear the main point.

Nun Miejue immediately slapped an Emei disciple and said, "Lead the way!"

She did understand the general idea. It was that there was a demon from a cult in the back mountain with great martial arts skills. He first killed Song Qingshu, then Song Yuanqiao and Ding Minjun, and asked them to find another expert to go over.

How brave!

Nun Miejue held the sword of the Heavenly Sword, lifted her disciple's shoulder with one hand and asked her to show her the way, her eyes full of cold murderous intent.

"I will make sure you experience the power of the Heavenly Sword!"

(End of this chapter)