The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

boom!

With a clash of palms and feet, Ren Woxing staggered back several steps before finally stopping.

At the same time, Jiang Ning also took a few steps back. Xiang Wentian's hand was still being held by Jiang Ning, and he was also pulled back as Jiang Ning retreated.

He had previously lost the ability to resist, but when Ren Woxing attacked, Jiang Ning needed to be distracted, giving Xiang Wentian a chance to catch his breath.

At this moment, Xiang Wentian looked at his arm with a fierce expression.

Xiang Wentian drew his right hand like a knife and slashed at his left arm. The next second, his left arm was severed at the shoulder, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

"what!!!"

Xiang Wentian shouted, enduring the excruciating pain from his severed arm as he looked at Jiang Ning.

At this moment, he had broken free from Jiang Ning's control. When he saw Jiang Ning still retreating, Xiang Wentian did not hesitate at all. He immediately turned around and used all his remaining internal energy to escape towards Ren Woxing's direction.

At this moment, Jiang Ning's body trembled, dissipating the impact and finally stopping his movement.

Watching Xiang Wentian's desperate escape, Jiang Ning remained expressionless and did not give chase.

At this moment, Xiang Wentian's severed arm, twisted into a pretzel, was still in his hand, and blood was flowing from the severed arm, dripping onto the ground and quickly forming a pool of blood.

"Master."

At this moment, Xiang Wentian's white hair was disheveled, his face was bloodless, his lips were blue, one of his arms was severed at the shoulder, and his white clothes were covered with blood and dust, making him look extremely disheveled, a stark contrast to his earlier image as a reclusive master.

Ren Woxing looked at Xiang Wentian's miserable appearance but didn't say anything; he didn't have time to speak.

His hands were trembling slightly, but no one noticed it under his wide sleeves.

Ren Woxing looked at Jiangning in the distance, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Such profound inner strength.

Even though he already knew that Jiang Ning's internal strength was not low, Ren Woxing still found it incredible after actually fighting Jiang Ning and personally feeling the surging internal strength within the other party.

Over the years, apart from Fang Zheng, he had never seen anyone with a deeper level of internal strength than Jiang Ning.

Ren Woxing couldn't help but look at Jiang Ning with a hint of greed in his eyes.

"Master, your subordinate is incompetent..."

Xiang Wentian forced himself to speak despite the excruciating pain, but Ren Woxing interrupted him before he could finish.

"This kid's martial arts skills are indeed quite good."

Ren Woxing was lost in thought, but he showed no emotion on his face. His tone was indifferent, as if he admired Jiang Ning's strength.

call out!

Yue Buqun then landed in front of Jiang Ning.

"Ning'er, are you alright?"

Yue Buqun ignored everything else and focused on the situation in Jiangning immediately.

Ren Woxing is an extremely skilled master, and Yue Buqun is worried that Jiang Ning may have suffered a hidden injury due to being caught off guard.

"I am fine, Master, you need not worry."

Jiang Ning shook his head to indicate that he was alright, and then looked at Ren Woxing.

He's really fine, except his feet still feel a little numb.

Jiang Ning stomped his foot to get rid of the numbness.

Seeing that Jiang Ning was indeed unharmed, Yue Buqun was relieved and then looked at Ren Woxing.

"Mr. Ren, just now my disciple was fighting against your esteemed Master Xiang. At the very moment when the outcome was decided, what was the meaning of your intervention?"

Yue Buqun looked at Ren Woxing coldly, his tone extremely icy.

Ren Woxing remained silent.

He had to act just now; otherwise, Xiang Wentian would have died.

Xiang Wentian is very strong, and Ren Woxing needs a subordinate like Xiang Wentian to work for him. He cannot let him die in the martial arts competition.

"Amitabha."

Seeing this, Fang Zheng stepped forward and said, "Sect Leader Ren, everyone has seen what happened just now. Xiang Zuoshi has already fallen into a disadvantageous position, and if nothing unexpected happens, he will undoubtedly lose. At present, Xiang Zuoshi is no longer able to fight. This first round..."

It's not just a matter of defeat; judging from the situation just now, Xiang Wentian even had to cut off his arm to survive. If things get any more dangerous, he might lose his life on the Fengchan Terrace of Mount Song.

Fang Zhengchongxu and the others were once again surprised by Jiang Ning's strength.

They knew Jiang Ning was highly skilled in martial arts, but they didn't expect him to be this skilled. Even Xiang Wentian, the "King of Heaven" who had roamed the martial world for decades and killed countless people, almost died at Jiang Ning's hands. If Ren Woxing hadn't intervened, Xiang Wentian would have been dead. Moreover, Jiang Ning had exchanged a move with Ren Woxing and escaped unscathed. Such martial arts skills were not to be underestimated.

"The Left Envoy hasn't lost yet, so why should you be considered the winner?"

At this moment, one of the followers of the Sun Moon Sect shouted in protest.

"Then let my junior brother fight your Left Envoy again and see who wins and who loses."

Linghu Chong gave a cold laugh.

"Your mission to the left just now narrowly escaped death, but the next time might not be so lucky."

Linghu Chong's words left the Sun Moon Sect members speechless. They glared at him angrily, wishing they could rush over and tear him to pieces.

However, Linghu Chong was not afraid of these gazes at all. With a clang, he drew his sword and pointed it at the members of the Sun Moon Sect.

"If you don't speak, does that mean you're admitting that your so-called Left Envoy can't beat my junior brother?"

Linghu Chong once again made a provocative remark, which made several Sun Moon Cult masters unable to hold back any longer. They immediately stepped forward to teach Linghu Chong a lesson.

But at this moment, Ren Woxing spoke up.

"The Left Envoy has been defeated; the outcome is already decided."

Ren Woxing spoke coldly.

His words were an admission of victory or defeat in the first game.

The group of martial arts practitioners were thoroughly enjoying themselves.

The battle between Jiang Ning and Xiang Wentian was full of surprises. Although they couldn't see or understand most of it, they still gained a lot.

Such a duel between top experts is not something everyone can see, nor is it something everyone is qualified to witness.

"My junior brother won the first round, now it's my turn to play the second round. Who wants to play?"

Jiang Ning had already taken the lead, and Linghu Chong was not to be outdone. He wanted to show everyone that his title as the top disciple of Mount Hua was well-deserved and that Jiang Ning was not the only powerful disciple among the Mount Hua disciples.

"you!"

Linghu Chong's arrogant behavior greatly displeased the members of the Sun Moon Cult. If they hadn't been without Ren Woxing's orders, they would have rushed over to fight Linghu Chong.

"Chong'er, step back."

At this moment, Yue Buqun's voice rang out behind Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong turned around and saw that Yue Buqun had already walked past him and was walking ahead.

Chapter 380: How come I, a disciple of the Sword Sect, don't know about the affairs of my Sword Sect?

"Master, let me play the second round. That way, you won't have to trouble yourself."

Upon seeing this, Linghu Chong quickly said...

But Yue Buqun had already made up his mind. Without turning his head, he raised his hand to stop him, and then looked at Ren Woxing.

"I am Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan Sect. I have heard of Mr. Ren's reputation many years ago. Unfortunately, Mr. Ren has been missing for many years, and I have no chance to meet him. Today is the perfect opportunity to learn from him. I humbly request Mr. Ren's guidance."

Yue Buqun said loudly.

Seeing Yue Buqun challenge Ren Woxing to a duel, the martial arts community became even more eager.

The battle between Jiang Ning and Xiang Wentian had already amazed them, and now that they saw Yue Buqun and Ren Woxing about to fight, everyone stared wide-eyed at the scene.

Fang Zheng wanted to say something, but he remained silent after seeing Yue Buqun appear.

Ever since he came down from Mount Hua, he had felt that Yue Buqun had become even more unfathomable.

Previously, Yue Buqun warned him to be wary because of his deep thoughts and that his martial arts skills were inferior to Zuo Lengchan's, let alone his own. However, after their last parting at Mount Hua, he discovered that Yue Buqun's martial arts skills had also become extremely profound and unpredictable.

Fang Zheng still remembers the move Yue Buqun made in the chess pavilion last time.

With a simple wave of his hand, he swept away all the dust in the pavilion, which shows that Yue Buqun's internal strength was extremely profound.

Having such profound martial arts skills, yet keeping them hidden all this time, now is the perfect opportunity for Fang Zheng to see Yue Buqun's true strength.

Ren Woxing looked at Yue Buqun and suddenly laughed.

"I have heard that the Purple Cloud Divine Skill is the best among the Nine Skills of Mount Hua. I see that Mr. Yue's divine light is restrained and his aura is extraordinary. It seems that he has already mastered the Purple Cloud Divine Skill."

Ren Woxing did not agree immediately, but instead started chatting with Yue Buqun.

Hearing Ren Woxing's words, Yue Buqun remained expressionless, neither denying nor speaking.

So far, only he, Jiang Ning, and Ning Zhongze know about the Innate Skill; no one else knows.

Ren Woxing was still talking.

"Speaking of the Zixia Divine Skill, I am reminded of an old story."

Ren Woxing continued, "I've heard that the Zixia Divine Skill is extremely difficult to master, requiring decades to reach its peak. In the past few hundred years, only the previous headmaster of the Huashan Sect, Master Ning, has mastered it. I wonder if we'll have to add another Master Yue now."

Upon hearing Ren Woxing mention his father, Ning Zhongze was the first to step forward.

"Demon, my husband wants to have a second round with you, but you keep refusing and bringing up the Huashan Sect again."

Ren Woxing laughed.

"Miss Ning, please don't be anxious. I just thought of some things and wanted to say them. Did I mention your father and make you sad?"

Ning Zhongze snorted coldly.

Ren Woxing continued, "Speaking of this Sect Leader Ning, he seems to be Mr. Yue's master as well. More than 20 years ago, this Sect Leader Ning was quite extraordinary. In the battle of sword qi, he single-handedly defeated more than ten people from the Sword Sect, all thanks to the Purple Cloud Divine Skill."

When Ren Woxing mentioned the most tragic internal strife within the Huashan Sect, Yue Buqun's expression turned cold.

But Ren Woxing seemed oblivious and continued, "The previous leader of the Huashan Sect was extremely skilled in martial arts. It's a pity that I hadn't become the leader of the Divine Sect at that time, otherwise I would definitely have had a match with such a master."